Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

"By the way, I hope to organize a war conference and communicate with the leaders of the various ethnic groups involved in the war against the evil god." Mr. Dean knocked on the table, indicating the true role of the specially arranged, "I guarantee that the courtyard has been cancelled. All traps, disrupting rituals, lurkers, and experimental mishaps, whether they have occurred or are about to occur."

Mr. Dean spoke earnestly, and his sincere appearance surprised the scholars.

"Would you like me to be a notary at this meeting?"

"I hope that Mr. Scholar will be the person in charge of this war conference. As far as the facts are concerned, Andrei's credibility has always been on par with the theory of danger. You are the most suitable intermediary. Moreover, you have also prepared for the last war against the evil god. Dragon Priests won in the end."

But the peach was picked by Shengguang, and he was beaten half to death together with the dragon.The scholar did not say it out loud. The sensitivity of Mr. Dean's relationship with the Holy Light is well known. The Soul Harvester's attitude towards the undead he awakened is vague, which can be seen from his tough and belligerent attitude.But this is a bonus item, the abnormality of Andry Lich can make other races empathize, and promote them to face common haters.Andre Lich's appearance has picked up slightly, which is something to be happy about.He thought of the anomaly that caused all this, Lyle, and felt relieved and proud of his risky decision.

"It will be my honor to unite all ethnic groups in the same hatred and unite as one." Mr. Scholar agreed to the dean's proposal. Andry College will be the best meeting place, although it will be the most terrifying magic cave in the eyes of some ethnic groups , but talking and drinking with the devil in the devil's lair is also an incredible achievement.They won't say no.

"By the way, Mr. Dean, have you come up with some valuable suggestions for the war conference? I am all ears." Increasing the participation of the Lich in social activities, Mr. Scholar quickly entered a state of diligent work.

Mr. Dean smiled happily, he put down his work, and applauded happily, "Great, I do have an unfeeling request, I hope the person in charge of the meeting can bring it up during the meeting, if it is passed, That will definitely improve our chances of winning and increase our combat effectiveness.”

Mr. Scholar's eyes are shining. Mr. Dean is a comprehensive master of enchanting, spiritualism and alchemy. His unique vision of wisdom will definitely have the effect of turning things around.

"Please say."

"I hope that our allies can accept that Andre will use their dead soldiers to make battlefields, reproduce troops, and ensure the sustainable development of combat effectiveness. They'd better have a psychological preparation. I understand that it is something that affects morale. Work."

You will only be greedy for their corpses, right?Let alone the dead, and not spare the living!

Mr. Dean, no, the entire Andrei has expressed his attitude. They trust their own abilities more than trusting their allies.This group of dead still retains the arrogance and arrogance of death, and it seems that multi-racial harmony still has a long way to go.

Mr. Scholar sighed.

"I'll think about it, and if we're really going to face a desperate situation, I think they'll get it too."

The entire planet was swallowed up, and the scouts of all ethnic groups were all terrified when they saw the expanding black tide. Wandering City also received information that many races had evacuated and returned to their original planes.It's not difficult to understand, fear is the most primitive and strongest emotion, and the most loyal dragon family also brought a bit of tragedy at this time, only the dead have no negative feedback consciousness.Maybe Lyle's research made them feel something, but they have already experienced death, so what are they afraid of.

"What about the Salvation Society?"

"It's very quiet. Either actively cooperate with combat preparations in the early stage, or ignore the crisis and continue to operate, and say they will provide support. They have become numb to the destruction of the world."

"Is Lyle too?" Mr. Scholar is very worried about his mental state, "Does he know which side Raymond is on? The worship of power has deepened to a certain extent in human intelligence. The collapse at the top is like an avalanche Same."

Mr. Dean held the skull in his hands, stroked and tapped the smooth forehead with his fingers.

"I granted him a leave of absence. He is a larva, the key to entering the battlefield. I can't wait for him to return to normal, Mr. Scholar. Isolate him from us. This is the limit of what I can do."

"Maybe he needs a priest."

"The pastor is a scarce resource now, like gold grains in the sand. Ms. Elian is hiding in the chapel. The protoss gentleman bluntly said that she is overwhelmed at this time, and the fall of the Holy Light has brought erosion to her. The lighthouse of mankind has fallen down."

"We have to hope that family affection is a good medicine."

……

She stepped on the steps and walked into the room step by step. The ghost maid bowed and saluted outside the house, and Arianna waved them away.Gently pushing the door, she first checked for irregular bumps on the bed quilt.

Yes, there is a high bulge in the middle of the quilt, and it is still shaking occasionally.

Arianna withdrew her hand, carefully, slowly sat on the edge of the bed at the gentlest speed, and put her hand on it.

"Father's alchemy mechanism in the dense forest has been activated, and the spreading fog has wrapped Narannia. They will be fine before we fall. Go back and see Uncle, I will accompany you."

The things in the quilt began to shake, and the quilt was quickly thrown away. Arianna avoided the rushing quilt, but she found that the things under the quilt were a little smaller than she expected.

"Nia wants to go! Nia is not sleepy anymore! I want to go with Arianna!"

Arianna chuckled, didn't avoid Nia's pounce, rubbed her face, and she kissed the little girl.

"Where's Lyle?"

Nia stretched out her tentacles and pointed to the balcony.

"Where the wind blows, talking to omens and phantoms."

"Okay, I was overthinking. Come on, Nia, let's not disturb him." One big and one small walked out of the room and closed the door. The only moving thing here was the blown curtain.On the balcony on the other side, Lyle looked away from the door, leaned against the fence, tied with a flesh and blood safety rope, and looked at Naslan's calm lake, which remained unchanged and sparkled.

[We still have a chance of winning, don't worry. 】

"I'm not worried. The hand-made social workshops made my nerves a little numb." Lyle looked at the shadow under his feet, because the flesh and blood that sprang from his body increased the volume of the shadow. The shadow and himself were not at all. picture.

[I thought you would be more anxious, because... Lyle Buller's usual way of dealing with it is to shake people. 】

"Mr. Raymond's disappearance really surprised me, but I am not the only child of the Holy Light."

"But thank you for your reassurance, I'm fine, really fine."

[You're welcome, we are one. 】

"..."

"Are you still going to pretend? Mr. parasitic in my spirit. You are not a bad omen."

[I don't understand what you mean, Lyle. 】

"Ominous Omen is not as human as you. Unless it is sarcasm, he will not use [Lyle] to emphasize the independence of individual consciousness. Our communication method is limited to self-deprecating, polite sir."

【Okay, but first of all, I don't have any malice, maybe I did before, but not now.How did you find me, just by the way I talk? 】

"There are indeed many residents in my spirit, omens and phantoms, but they are all integrated with my consciousness to a certain extent, just like my different personalities. I know what I have, and I know what I don't have."

【In other words, it was exposed at the beginning. It seems that I was still impatient. I thought you needed a psychiatrist or a pastor now. 】

"May I have the honor of learning your name, Mr. Reverend."

[Of course, Lyle, we are not completely different, you must have heard my name. 】

[My name is Galalon Losthar. 】

Memories started to work, and Lyall remembered everything about the blood-red figure, and the last time when he was crushed by the omen, and it seemed that it was not the last.

"...An Angel of Water?"

[Blood Angel, little Buhler, we still have a few accounts to settle. 】