This lich needs more money

Yegger didn't agree to Amber's request in the end, but he didn't refuse it explicitly. He just said that he needed to go back and discuss it with the God of Death Kelemvor.

It seems that Amber's idea is still too bold, and the conservatives like Jaeger can't accept it for a while.

This is a bit of a pity. Amber's plan still needs the help of the God of Death to take effect quickly, otherwise it will have to rely on the magic mirror to ferment slowly.

But it's not a big problem. After all, Kelemvor and Xirik are also enemies. I believe that the God of Death also wants to kill this enemy before retiring.

This meeting is not completely fruitless. Jaeger made a new code of the dead for Amber on the spot and gave it to Amber to use, proving that he was not kicked out of the Mourning Poetry Society. After Jaeger left, the poet came over with his wine glass and said to Amber Xiu: "Do you still want to be the God of Death? Do you want to know what Jaeger's standards are?"

Amber Xiu said doubtfully: "Senior, do you know? Are you willing to tell me?"

The poet smiled and said: "The premise is that you have to be mentally prepared, because you are not qualified at all, so I will tell you."

"It doesn't matter. The God of Death is a pleasant surprise to me. It doesn't matter if I can't get it."

This is what Amber Xiu really said. Judging from his previous performance, Jaeger must have been brainwashed by the "Siri Scripture" to make him a retard, so he let him be the God of Death. Isn't he afraid that he will sell his resurrection spell for 200 gold coins?

The poet was a little surprised. He didn't expect Amber to be so open-minded. He poured him a glass and then said, "Actually, I don't want you to have any thoughts, so as not to waste time. And judging from your appearance, you will continue to make trouble. Every time you dance on the blade of the gods, you will die if you are not careful. I don't want you to put your trump card on the priesthood of the god of death, so as not to be unable to save it at that time."

"I understand, toast to you!"

Amber really felt that the poet was very good to him. He had always given him a lot of help, and he didn't give much in return.

"Okay, as long as you know what's going on. The reason why Jaeger chose the undead as a candidate was actually because most of the people who served as the God of Death were living people."

Amber Xiu said doubtfully: "Is there any problem with a living person serving as the God of Death? The power of the priesthood should ignore race."

"It's not a problem of insufficient power. The priesthood of the God of Death is powerful enough. Even if an ant becomes the God of Death, there won't be much difference. The problem is that the power of the God of Death is too strong. In theory, all dead creatures must be reviewed by the God of Death. Whether they go to hell or the Kingdom of God, or are sent to the Wall of Unbelievers, it is all up to the God of Death.

"This is an extremely important, but extremely boring job. When a mortal serves as the God of Death for a long time, either ambition grows, and gradually develops desires that should not exist, and begins to use this power recklessly. Or they get bored and do too much repetitive work, and they don't want to do it anymore.

"It's the same with Xirik, Kelanwo, and even Jaeger retired because he was tired of the work of the God of Death, otherwise the God of Death would not have replaced him."

The poet's statement surprised Amber Xiu. It turned out that there was such a saying about the replacement of the God of Death.

Jaeger himself couldn't bear the boring work for thousands of years, so he found someone to replace him, and Jaeger himself was the insurance. Whoever didn't do well would be replaced.

The good position of the God of Death was made like the president of a company, and he could be replaced at will.

"What about the undead? What advantages do the undead have?" Amber Xiu asked puzzledly.

The poet explained: "The undead with wisdom often have only one obsession, and they can live steadily by maintaining this obsession. Look at the members of the Mourning Poetry Society. They are also very special individuals among the undead. As long as the obsession exists, their behavior and personality will remain unchanged. Emotional stability is what the God of Death needs most."

Amber Xiu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the group members were all atypical undead, one more weird than the other, but if you think about it carefully, the obsessions of the group members are quite easy to control.

Amber Xiu just gave enough money at the beginning, and the Gareth couple was even simpler. Nothing would happen if they lived together. Ai Ge just wanted to resurrect his father, which would not conflict with the work of the God of Death.

Except for the strong demand of the Withered Rose to destroy Ryan, the obsessions of others are quite easy to satisfy... Oh, it seems that Heki Stone is just making up the numbers. This vampire has no fixed obsessions. He is almost the same as mortals, with all kinds of desires.

It's a good calculation, it's really a good calculation.

No wonder the poet said that Amber was no longer qualified. He has now regained all the desires of a mortal and is no longer a lich who only loves money.

Amber continued to ask: "How do you select so many people?"

The poet laughed and said: "Although the undead are relatively stable, obsession is a weakness. The god of death cannot have such a clear weakness. It is too easy to be targeted. So Jaeger hopes to find an undead who transcends his desires. If he does this, he can perfectly take over the god of death."

Amber frowned and said: "Such a vague standard? What is transcendence?"

The poet shook his head and said: "It's hard to explain. Anyway, the right to interpret is in Jaeger's hands."

"Tsk, you're playing this again."

Amber dislikes the so-called "mentality requirements" the most. He can accept all kinds of complex formulas, temperatures, proportions, techniques, etc. of alchemy, which are clear and traceable. You can learn and master this kind of logical rules, and you can work hard for it. Only the mentality is particularly mysterious and unreasonable.

Amberxiu doesn't like irrational things, or in other words, he hates all things that are as unexplainable and illogical as fate.

"Haha, I knew you were not qualified, that's why I told you. But don't tell others, otherwise Yeager will make trouble for me." The poet drank the wine in the glass, and then said: "I heard that you The Magic Mirror has many users and has many functions, but I see that it seems to be missing a function for listening to music.”

Seeing the poet's half-smiling expression, Amberxiu immediately understood.

Thinking of the poet's earth-shattering singing voice, Amber Xiu wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, he still owed him a concert. Moreover, the poet's music often works wonders at critical moments.

"Okay, I will design a music function for you. Not just you, I will give all bards free access to this function. They can upload their own songs at will so that more people can hear them. Senior, you can also How about establishing an interdimensional bard association, with you as the president?"

Amberxiu's ability to draw cakes made the poet very excited, and he immediately took him to discuss how to establish this bard association and what regulations it should have. Amberxiu was also happy to help. After coming up with a lot of ideas, most of the articles of association of the bard were written.

Umbersheu didn't need to worry about no one attending; no bard would refuse a larger audience.

Today, the number of magic mirrors held has exceeded 50 million, which is a very scary number.

Except for gods like Ogma who are in charge of knowledge, there is probably no other god who can deliver information to tens of millions of individuals at once. Which bard would refuse fifty million listeners? As long as he can have a little fame, it will be both fame and fortune for the bard.

The poet was very concerned about this matter, but after he figured out how to register an account, he immediately kicked out all the guests in the tavern, saying that he wanted to attract his friends to join the party.

Amberxiu looked at the drunkards who dared to be angry but dared not speak. His previous doubts were finally answered. They were really not kidnapped. Otherwise, there would be no need to drive them out. There really are so many guests in this inhospitable place. ah? For the first time, he discovered that there was something he didn't understand about doing business. Amberxiu shook his head and left.

It's hard to say whether Death can succeed here, and Amberxiu can't put all his eggs in the same basket.

The matter of fabricating lies to deceive the world needs to continue to be studied, and the next step is the meeting of the nations. However, with the Lord of the Dawn presiding over it, Amberxiu estimated that this meeting would turn from Ryan's public apology into an opportunity for Ryan to flex his muscles, allowing the neighbors who were ready to take action to put their little thoughts aside.

Amberxiu was too lazy to participate in such a meeting. Under the gaze of the Lord of the Dawn, it was difficult for Amberxiu to make any small moves, so he might as well not go.

Amberxiu opened the brand new Code of the Undead and posted a new message on it.

[Ultraman Tiga: Friends, I, Ultraman, am back! 】

After a while, a bunch of messages appeared in the chat group.

[The Headless Horseman’s Crown: Death is on hand! Brother, are you back from hell? ! When did it happen? ! 】

[Pale Little Skeleton: I knew he wouldn’t die that easily, but what’s going on with you? I heard you caused a big fight in hell. 】

[Don’t like humans: Are you going too far? ! I sent a message before and you all ignored me! As soon as he comes, you will start swiping the screen! 】

[Crown of the Headless Horseman: You dwarf, go away, we are celebrating the return of the Tiga brothers, what does this have to do with you! 】

[Don’t like humans: Gareth, let’s break up our relationship today! 】

[The Headless Horseman’s Crown: Then the dragon’s blood will be gone next month. 】

[Don’t like humans: This breakup lasts for twenty-nine days! 】

…

After a chaotic chat, everyone finally understood Amber Xiu's current state.

Amber Xiu became the weapon spirit of the magic mirror. Although this situation was unexpected, it was not something that was difficult for the undead to accept. After all, each of their bodies was full of strange things.

After catching up with friends, Amberxiu was about to ask Ai Ge how he was preparing for his plan to become a god, but he didn't expect Ai Ge to send him a private message first.

[Mute: Please come to my place. We have something important to discuss. It’s best not to tell Qiangwei for the time being. 】

Amberxiu replied in confusion: [What is so secret? Qiangwei can't tell either? 】

[Mute: You'd better come here first. I can't explain it clearly in a few words, but this matter is very important. 】

Amber Xiu has never seen Ai Ge look so solemn. It seems that the matter to be discussed is much more serious than imagined, but what can make Ai Ge, who is about to become a god, take it so seriously?

Amberxiu didn't hesitate and appeared in the deep sea in the blink of an eye.

Wherever there is a magic mirror, Amber Xiu can appear immediately, faster than teleportation.

It’s just that the popularity of magic mirrors on the seabed is a bit low. The God of Alchemy has not yet had time to develop an undersea version of the magic mirror that is resistant to high pressure and corrosion. The cost of the deep-sea magic mirrors that can be used now is too high, and ordinary people cannot afford the price. .

But as Aige is the lord of the sea, this cost is not worth mentioning to her.

The magic mirror that Amber Xiu appeared in was placed in the cabin of Aige's body. The ghost ship seemed to be the same as before, with little difference in appearance. But Amber Xiu could sense that the ship was filled with lively dark magic, just like the magic in Dragon Tomb.

This is the dark magic power that has been deified, which is very suitable for Aige's identity as the goddess of freedom.

When she is fully promoted, all these magic powers will be transformed into Aige's divine power.

Amber Xiu didn't know much about the level of divine power, but he thought that the faith provided by those Kou Tao fishmen was enough to make Aige a god of medium divine power, and she would definitely not be weaker than the crazy goddess.

Aige's soul appeared in front of Amber Xiu, and her appearance was similar to before, but she had a more sacred and noble feeling, and began to be obviously different from mortals.

However, after seeing Amber Xiu, Aige smiled.

Aige smiled and said: "It seems that you have completely solved the troubles of hell. You are worthy of you. Even the devils of hell can't stop you."

Although she was about to be promoted to a god, Aige still respected Amber Xiu very much. She knew that the mortal in front of her was greater than many gods. What he lacked was just an opportunity to become a god.

"There is no need to be polite between you and me. Is there any mysterious matter that I need to give you advice on?" Amber Xiu asked.

Aige nodded. There was no need for politeness between the two of them, so he said frankly: "Catherine came and conveyed the intention of the Elven Gods to me."

"Wait!" Amber Xiu said in surprise: "Catherine? Isn't she going to become a god herself? Why is she looking for you?! The Elven Gods have set their sights on your position as the God of Freedom?!"

Amber Xiu was really surprised. Although Aige had prepared for a long time to become a god, he could create his own kingdom of God at the moment of promotion and enter it for protection in just a moment.

But the Elven Gods are not ordinary forces. Who knows if Corellon's arrow can seize that moment to pierce Aige?

If you speculate carefully, the chance of success is very high. This is the ability of the Elven God King. No one will doubt whether His bow and arrow can hit it, only whether He wants to.

Ai Ge shook his head and said, "Don't worry, those elves didn't come with bad intentions. But their suggestions also surprised me, so I must listen to your suggestions."

Amber Xiu frowned and said, "What do those bean sprouts want to do?"

Amber Xiu said, "The elf gods hope that the priesthoods of me, Catherine and Lady Misty Leila will merge to become a trinity goddess."

Amber Xiu widened his eyes. What an outrageous suggestion.

A trinity goddess, does that mean to merge the three gods together?

How does this involve Leila again?

"Wait, why are you hesitating? Your goal is to resurrect your father. If you are merged, can you still maintain your self?" Amber Xiu asked.

Amber Xiu could only explain, "No, the so-called trinity is not a real fusion. There has been such a precedent among the elf gods. It is just a fusion of priesthood power. In fact, the three of us only share power. At critical moments, we can merge into a new form to use the power of priesthood, but in fact, we are still independent individuals and will not affect each other's thoughts."

Amber Xiu probably understood. This is indeed an old tradition of the elves.

But why did the elves propose this?

Amber thought for a long time, then asked, "Does Corellon want to form an alliance with Silvanus?"