Resurrection, It's Really Toxic To My System

Lin Jun immediately threw his probing eyes at him.

【Necromancer-Flanders】

Level: False God

Level: False God level

Attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, undead

Combat strength: 10 million

I wipe.

Good guy, he deserves to be called a great magician. These five attributes plus an undead attribute are enough to be abnormal.

If he were promoted to the god level, his combat power would be close to 20 million. Fortunately, he was only a pseudo-god level.

However, Brad did hug him.

Jun Lin stared at the pair of sinister eyes hidden under the hood.

Lin Jun only looked away after feeling someone beside him.

"Mess, why are you here?" Lin Jun couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Mess, not his long-legged Xia.

"Ahem! My father asked me to come here!"

Lin Jun immediately understood what his uncle meant.

This is to give everyone eye drops, so that they can cover Xia later.

Lin Jun looked towards the Elf seats speechlessly.

With just one glance, Lin Jun knew that he was his uncle.

It was a handsome old elf guy with blond hair. He was looking at me at the moment, and his expression said everything.

He must be angry at himself for eating his cabbage.

But I was wronged. It was obviously Xia who got into his bed first, and I was very passive at that time, okay? ,

Forget it, who asked someone to be my uncle? I was too lazy to be familiar with him.

Thinking about it, Lin Jun moved closer to Metz next to him.

Aren’t you going to give everyone eye drops? I’ll cooperate.

So Lin Jun put his arm around Metz's waist very unceremoniously.

The people who were observing Jun Lin looked stunned when they saw this scene.

"It turns out that this dragon countryman hooked up with Metz from the Elf clan!"

"No way, Miss Mace actually had an affair with this black-haired man?"

"No, my Miss Metz, how can I commit myself to someone from the Dragon Kingdom? I don't agree with this marriage."

For a while, there were some who were watching the show, some who were skeptical, some who were envious, and some who were jealous.

Although Mace is not the most beautiful elf among the elves, his figure is extremely proud.

Especially the two big white rabbits on the chest are even more impressive now against the backdrop of the Dragon Kingdom battle uniform.

Such a female elf is now being fucked by a pig, which makes many men who like Mace roar in their hearts.

"Asshole, this bastard dares to touch Metz! And why doesn't this damn girl push Mes away? I'm so angry." When the old handsome elf guy saw this scene, his eyes burst into flames.

When Mace felt the warm hands on his waist, his face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

"Lin, Mr. Lin, what do you want to do?"

"Uh... what else can I do? Of course, let everyone know that you and I are having an affair... ah no, let everyone know that you and I are having an affair. Otherwise, how can we cover Xia?"

Lin Jun said casually, but his eyes looked at the angry look of his uncle, and he felt very happy.

Hey, this is a bad move you came up with yourself, don't blame me.

"Oh!" Metz responded in a low voice, and then leaned closer to Jun Lin.

It looks like the two of them are a couple.

After a while, Mace seemed to be thinking about things in the clan.

He quickly whispered: "By the way, Mr. Lin, I just learned that the clan does not approve of Brad's coronation as the throne. I may stand up to oppose him later, and I may also take this opportunity to break away from the Glorious Empire."

Hearing what Metz said, Lin Jun was a little shocked.

Are these elves so tough now?

The elves had always given him the impression of being resigned and submissive, but suddenly they became tough, which really surprised Lin Jun.

"Well, let's see what happens."

Soon, it was just as Metz said.

Just when the human priest announced that the high priests of each race would come forward to crown the king, the first to stand up in protest was the dwarf priest.

"We, the dwarves, refuse to crown Brad! We also do not approve of his succession to the throne of king."

The next second, the acting high priest of the elves also stood up and said: "We, the elves, also refuse to crown Brad. We also disapprove of him inheriting the king!"

"I, the beast tribe, also refuse!"

Three races in a row refused to be crowned, and Brad's face suddenly darkened.

He glanced at the three people and said coldly: "These are all King Ryan's edicts. Why did the three priests refuse?"

"Hmph! Ryan died so suddenly, and we haven't seen Ryan's body until now. Who knows if your edict is true."

The old man with a mustache from the dwarf tribe also said coldly.

"Yes! Ryan has always been healthy, and his strength returned to its peak a few months ago. How can there be such a thing as a hidden injury?"

"That's right! The body hasn't been examined yet, so it's not up to you to decide how Ryan died."

The priests of the three tribes looked at Brad with expressions of displeasure.

"That's enough for you. If you don't believe me, you can call all the princesses here. They won't know whether Ryan has been secretly injured."

Brad had a scowl on his face.

"Yes, you three. Ryan has married several new princesses during this period. We can ask them to come out and find out."

The leader of the Demon Clan suggested.

Then came the Saints.

"Yes, let them ask."

The priests of the three tribes frowned, looked at each other, and then nodded.

"Okay, let those princesses go to the palace!"

Brad nodded to the guard beside him.

The latter immediately took the order and went out.

There was a flash of unnoticeable satisfaction in Brad's eyes.

"Well! There must be something wrong with those princesses." Lin Jun suddenly murmured in a low voice.

"That's impossible. Those princesses are all girls from various ethnic groups. They shouldn't collude in confession."

Metz feels unlikely.

"But who can guarantee that it won't happen!"

With that said, Jun Lin looked at the great magician in white robe.

I thought to myself: After all, no one knows whether the necromancer has any means of controlling people.

Not long after, thirty or forty beauties of all races walked in the door.

Damn it, this Ryan is... awesome, I feel like I am so weak compared to him.

Next, after everyone questioned these dozens of princesses, the results were basically the same.

They all said that Ryan had short sex, poor physical strength, and often coughed up blood.

All prove that Ryan does have symptoms of hidden injuries.

At this time, the three priests of the elves, dwarves, and beasts all had dark faces.

"Priya, don't be afraid, can you honestly say someone is threatening you?"

The dwarf priest looked at one of the dwarf princesses with a straight face.

"High Priest, everything I said is true. No one threatens me."

"Panala! Why are you lying?" The priest of the beast tribe was also unwilling to give up and roared at an animal-eared princess.

"High Priest, I really didn't lie. Please believe me."

"how come!"

The three priests all looked in disbelief.

They knew Ryan very well, and Ryan had no hidden injuries at all.

These have been verified by them personally.

"Three of you, do you believe it now?"

Brad pretended to be angry.

"That's right, Princess Ryan has already said it, so there's nothing to doubt about it."

"Yes! I think the three of them just don't like Brad, so they do everything possible to prevent Brian from being crowned."

"Stop making trouble and continue crowning Brad."

All kinds of sounds of contempt and humiliation filled the temple.

The three elves were immediately angry.

The three priests looked at each other and nodded.

Then the high priest of the elves immediately shouted:

"If Brad is crowned king, our elves will break away from the Glorious Empire!"

"I, the beast tribe..."

"I, the dwarves..."