Skeleton King

To the north of the Tomb of the Royal Guards is a great mist.The mist permeates the land day and night, and many undead creatures even think it exists from ancient times.

It's not that there are no undead creatures guessing that there are strange treasures in the mist, but when a seventh-level undead creature explores in the mist, it is trapped for hundreds of years, and other low-level and mid-level undead creatures never return. The famous forbidden area in the southern part of the Dead Realm.Unless there are undead creatures who can't survive, usually no undead creatures dare to approach here.

But at this time, four "people" with different costumes appeared here.

A skeleton is wearing a coir raincoat. This coir raincoat is made of coir raingrass. The handwork is not very fine, and it looks extremely rough, but this cannot hide the powerful aura of this skeleton. His soul fire is different from most The skeleton is cyan or blue, but a very eerie red.When a skeleton approached him, he would feel a burst of scorching air rushing towards his face, and after a while, the skeleton would feel cold again.

It really makes other skeletons timid without fighting.

Next to the skeleton wearing a coir raincoat is an undead creature. He is wearing noble clothes, and his face is covered with a cloud of black mist. The shadows of his facial features can already be seen faintly. He is not as powerful as the former, but he is more advanced in undead magic. Far.

Standing opposite them was a skeleton general in armor and a human in a black cloak.That human body was covered under a black cloak, no one could see his face, his exposed wrist was like white jade, and he held an ordinary white bone staff in his hand.

This person is a necromancer who is very rare in the dead world.

These four "persons" appear here together, which is really a very strange combination.

The skeleton wearing the straw coir raincoat spoke first, with red soul flames dancing in his eye sockets, he looked in the direction of the necromancer, and said hoarsely, "You are the person Arnold has been waiting for, and you are only a fourth-level necromancer. Want to drive level nine undead creatures?"

The person in the black cloak, that is, Ace, was the day when General Arnold met Reagan and Bacon, the undead lords. They had just met, but Bacon did not show any kindness to Ace.

Ace is not afraid of Bacon, firstly because of his trust in General Arnold, and secondly because General Arnold told Ace that not everyone in the dead world has his ability, and he can directly affect Ace's body in this world through the astrological doll.

Ace: "Lord Bacon, I'm a necromancer, but I haven't used undead creatures yet. If Lord Bacon is willing, it's not impossible for Lord Bacon to be my first contracted creature."

Bacon flew into a rage instantly, "You?! How courageous?!"

"Okay, Bacon." Suddenly, another undead creature dressed in aristocratic clothes, that is, Reagan, interrupted Bacon, "Stop arguing, we have business today. Besides, this is the only one that has been obtained in the Undead for more than a thousand years. The necromancer who was allowed to build the city by the Lich allowed him to die here so quickly, which actually made Lord Ingersoll look bad."

Bacon resented, "Master Ingersoll wouldn't care about such a weak necromancer." Even so, he didn't dare to say anything threatening.

General Arnold's soul fire jumped, and his voice sounded in Ace's mind, "Your Highness." If Ace doesn't want to share the small sea of ​​undead with the undead lords Reagan and Bacon now, General Arnold will take Ace away immediately here.

Ace said indifferently, "It's okay."

Apart from these verbal difficulties, Ace would not take it to heart.

In the southern part of the Deadland, General Arnold did not build cities or plunder resources, so he would not have friction with other undead lords, but now it is different.In the early days of building the city, they still needed allies.

Even if these allies are not easy to discipline.

General Arnold took out a compass in his hand and walked slowly into the fog. Ace walked beside him, and Reagan and Bacon, the undead lords, followed behind them.

A group of three skeletons and one of them gradually disappeared into the mist.

……

On the day Ace left the Deadland, Nou just came back from Louisiana Province.Ace remembered the last time Noou went to Westphalia Province to participate in the tournament, this time he waited early at the gate of the villa.

The color of the green grass gradually turns darker, and the flowers on the side of the road are in full bloom for a long time.

Nou has spent the whole spring in the Louisiana province.This time of the boy was the most changed years. Ace looked at the boy who was slowly approaching and riding a white horse. He squinted his eyes slightly, thinking for a moment that he had an illusion.

Unlike many nobles in the Pansy Empire who had blond hair when they were young, and the color of their hair became darker and darker when they grew up, and it was almost the same as brown. Noou's hair has always been light golden, just like the bright sunshine.His blue eyes are like blue waves, calm and gentle, the former sharpness is deeply hidden at the bottom of the lake, so it is not easy to see.

Nou's figure has also grown a lot. When he got off the horse, he had long legs and a narrow waist. Although his shoulders were not as wide as Ace's, they were undoubtedly more in line with the Pansy Empire's aesthetics.

Ace took a few steps forward quickly, took the reins of the wind horse in Nou's hand, "I'll do it."

The little blast horse has been growing up with Noou, and was originally very close to Ace.It’s just that Ace hugged Norn in the morning, and the smell of Norn was unavoidable on his body. The territory of the little golden dragon is sacred and inviolable. The little Gale Horse sniffed it from a distance, then sneezed, and refused to approach Ace anyway. .

Seeing Ace approaching, Nuoou subconsciously avoided Ace's sight.At this time, Nuo Ou saw that the little wind horse was a little afraid of Ace, so he wanted to take back the reins of the wind horse, but Ace refused, and the two were deadlocked.

Fortunately, the attendants of the villa came over and took the little blast horse to the stable, ending the embarrassment.

Ace gave Noou a big hug, "Noou, welcome back."

Ace felt that Nou in his arms was a little stiff, and he didn't immediately hug him back. There was a flash of coldness in his eyes. He tried to slow down his tone, and said softly: "Why, something bad happened in the Louisiana provincial training camp. thing?"

Ace's breath hit Nou's ear, and that ear turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before Ace could react, Nou hurriedly broke free from his embrace.

Nuo Ou hurriedly said: "No, no one dares to disrespect me."

Ace: "That?"

However, before Ace could finish his words, Nou walked into the villa first, as if he didn't notice Ace's words at all.

Ace couldn't figure it out. He remembered that when he saw Nuo'ou just now, he felt that Nuo'u's mood was much more invisible, and he was happy and sad at the same time.He was happy that Nuoou had matured, how could a qualified superior let others know his thoughts easily, and worried that as Nuoou's city became deeper, it would be difficult for them to be as close as before.

But now, Ace thought carelessly, Nou hasn't changed much.

At the welcome banquet, Nuo Ou cut the beef on the silver plate neatly, and was about to use a fork when he heard Ace chuckle, "The table knife is good."

Nou silently put down the fork, put the beef he had just cut in front of Ace, and brought the beef that belonged to Ace in front of himself, and started cutting again.

Ace just made a routine teasing. Seeing that Nou had already changed the plate, he couldn't return it, but it seemed hypocritical.

Ace took a fork and forked a small piece of beef, um, it tastes better when it's cut by someone else.

When the main meal was finished and dessert was being eaten, Ace asked Nou, "How about the tournament in Louisiana Province?"

Nuo Ou said lightly: "That's it." Seeing that Ace was a little dissatisfied, Nuo Ou added, "We all won."

Ace finally nodded in satisfaction.

But if this scene fell into the eyes of the swordsmen who went to the Georgia Knights training camp in Louisiana Province with Nou, they would definitely say that Nou was too understated, and the scene at that time was more than just "all won." It's so simple, it's like Nuoou beat up the entire training camp of the Louisiana Knights alone, okay?

Originally, there was no royal family present in this kind of martial arts tournament, and both participating parties knew that it was for the purpose of training, and they didn't work hard.Who would have thought that Nuoou looked as if he had been frozen in the ice cellar, his face was covered with a layer of ice, and the Hailan fighting spirit in his hands was merciless. No one dared to take advantage of his edge in personal martial arts competitions, and even frightened him to participate later Several swordsmen from the training camp of the Louisiana Knights surrendered directly.

In the martial arts tournament, this is the first time that Nuo Ou took over the command from the Grand Knight Ross. The Grand Knight Ross originally only wanted Nuo Ou to practice his skills. Unexpectedly, Nuo Ou's talent as a leader is no less than his skill in martial arts. Talent, directly led the right wing of the brigade under his command to attack the Louisiana Knights training camp. Before the swordsmen on their left could react, they directly faced their central army.

Big win.

Moreover, Nou's actions not only did not annoy the adults watching the battle of the Louisiana Knights, but many people also praised him.

Teenagers should be frivolous.

What's more, although Nuo Ou is now in the Georgia Knights, sooner or later, he will return to the Louisiana Province, and the Louisiana Province is the eternal label on him.

The fastest way to impress your allies is to prove that you are better than him.When you have overcome him on the battlefield, he will welcome you even more warmly to join them.

Noou's uncle stood on the high platform, listening to the praise of his nephew from the people around him, congratulating him that the Green family would produce a powerful duke again, he was hypocritically polite, but he didn't smile at all.

When the tournament ended, the swordsmen of the Georgia Knights training camp were all slumped on the field, and the swordsmen of the Louisiana Knights training camp were rolling on the ground, crying and howling. Only Nou, he was still sitting on horseback On the ground, his back was as straight as a javelin, and his eyes looking at the high platform were as cold as snow.

Teenagers grow up much faster than mediocre middle-aged people imagine.

Nuoou's uncle was terrified and couldn't help making a secret decision.