i have a dead world

Chapter 18 Death is also a businessman

Baron Edra was dumbfounded, he didn't react for a long time.

"grim Reaper?"

Oh my God!

Great ancestors, what kind of treasure have you inherited?

Inside this small black box, there is actually a Grim Reaper?
"Gulu." Baron Edra swallowed nervously, he didn't know what to say to express his complicated mood now.

I just want to use the great power of a certain mysterious existence to help eliminate the hidden danger of banditry in the territory of Edra, but I never thought of summoning the god of death!
A curious farmer raised his head and saw the baron with a dull face and a stiff expression. They were curious in their hearts, what did the baron hear and why did he show such an expression?
Only the summoner who summons the undead can communicate with An Baichen without barriers, and the farmers cannot understand the language An Baichen speaks.

On the other side, An Baichen, who was in the school dormitory, hadn't heard the voice from the phone for a long time, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Hello? Are you still there?"

Lord Reaper's inquiry came from the small black box, and his tone was a little impatient, which made Baron Edra very frightened.

"Your Excellency the Great God of Death, I offer my humblest apology for my silence. I really don't know what language to use to express the shock and fear in my heart."

Baron Edra's voice was extremely humble. He pressed his forehead firmly against the ground, his body trembling slightly.

He was afraid that Lord Death would be dissatisfied with some details of his behavior, and then take his soul away.

God, this is death!

He is a living god!

It is a legendary mythical figure that makes all wizards, knights, and nobles fear!

Baron Edra did not dare to doubt An Baichen's identity. After all, this was the first time he had seen a small black box that could speak. It must be a mysterious and powerful existence.

"You don't have to be so nervous."

An Baichen felt a little embarrassed, are people from other worlds so polite?Motionless is a noble, great adjective.

"Lord Reaper, may I ask what orders and orders you have, the Edra family is willing to go through fire and water for you and sacrifice everything."

Baron Edra is very smart. He knows that when facing a real big man, he should not make a request, but express loyalty and respect.

An Baichen was puzzled: "Didn't you find me?"

"Yes, great Death."

Baron Edra nodded, he didn't even know that this small black box contained Lord Reaper, otherwise he wouldn't use this thing at all.

God knows what his ancestors did to hide a god of death in the box?

Could his ancestors be connected with the god of death?

Could it be the servant of Death!

Edra's mind was full of cranky thoughts, and he felt that it would be difficult for him to adjust his state for a while.

An Baichen asked: "What do you want from me? Do you want to summon the undead?"

"Summon the undead?" Edra was stunned, and quickly explained: "Respected Lord Death, my territory is now being invaded by vicious criminals. I beg you, can you help me eliminate the bandits."

"Has the territory been invaded?"

An Baichen said with a smile: "It's easy, let's summon the undead. A powerful undead warrior can provide enough defense force for your territory, and you will never be afraid of invasion from now on."

"Really? Can I use Lord Reaper's fighters?" Baron Edra was very excited. There have been many legends about undead in Esk Continent, but unfortunately no one has ever seen a real undead.

Legend has it that the undead warriors who never tire and fear life and death are the most elite legion and the most terrifying military force in the world.

"Of course, you can use my undead, but you need to pay a small price."

There was a hint of a smile in An Baichen's voice, which made Baron Edra heave a sigh of relief. It seems that it is not difficult for Lord Reaper to communicate and communicate, but the baron soon hesitated again.

"Excuse me, Lord Reaper, what kind of price do I need to pay?" Baron Edra asked cautiously, for fear that his offended Lord Reaper, who was in a better mood, would be furious.

"Well, you need to know that everyone needs to pay a price for summoning the undead, and the summoner must make a satisfactory sacrifice to me."

An Baichen pondered slightly, his voice was low and full of death, "Where is your sacrifice?"

"Sacrifice?"

Baron Edra was stunned for a moment, and his face turned pale for a moment.

The sacrifice proposed by the god of death must not be an ordinary tribute, could it be the soul?blood?die?
It's just that in legend, Death's favorite thing.

An Baichen asked curiously, "Why are you silent?"

It's just a sacrifice. This is a very normal thing. Summoning the undead is a deal with the god of death. If you don't pay the sacrifice that satisfies the god of death, why should you use the undead warrior?

You must know that if the undead warrior dies, it needs to consume the breath of the undead to be resurrected. The stronger the undead warrior, the more breath of the undead is needed for resurrection.

The Grim Reaper is also a businessman and cannot trade at a loss.

"This..." Baron Edra's face was miserable, and he whispered: "Master Death, what kind of sacrifice do you need? Is it human blood or soul? How many do you need? Can you use livestock instead?"

"Because there are not many people in our village. If more people die, we won't even have the ability to survive on the Gobi."

Baron Edra opened his mouth tremblingly, and he used the greatest courage in his life to say this sentence to Lord Death.

God, I actually asked Lord Death if he could use the blood and souls of animals instead of sacrifices?I must be crazy!

"What are you talking about? I don't need these sacrifices!"

An Baichen frowned, with a hint of anger in his voice.

What does this guy think of himself as?Butcher?What's the use of my soul and blood!

The god of death needs sacrifices to be refined into the aura of the undead, not only death can bring the aura of the undead, any sacrifice can be refined into the aura of death through the altar of the undead.

If every generation of god of death must have blood and soul, how can everyone trust, love and worship the god of death?
Lord Reaper was really angry. Baron Edra's complexion was pale, trembling all over, and he said in a crying voice: "Mr. Reaper, then...then I am willing to offer human souls, and use soul and blood to appease your anger."

"Wait, you seem to have misunderstood, I don't need soul and blood."

An Baichen sighed, hesitated, and then said: "Do you have any other sacrifices? The more normal things are the tributes you use to the big shots."

Lord Reaper doesn't want blood and soul?
This is a little different from the legend!

Baron Edra was taken aback for a moment. After hearing An Baichen's question, he reflexively asked, "Is there a tribute? There are beauties! Food! Population! Weapons! Gold coins!"

"Master Reaper, do you need human beauties?" Baron Edra asked cautiously.

"not needed for now."

An Baichen shook his head and refused. Without the altar of the undead, he had no way of accepting living sacrifices.

Moreover, to sacrifice a living person and refine it into the breath of the undead, this behavior made An Baichen somewhat resistant.

Baron Edra breathed a sigh of relief. If Lord Death insisted on beautiful women, he would not be able to provide them. There are only unkempt middle-aged peasant women in his territory.

Thinking of this, Baron Edra's expression became ugly again, and he found that he was nothing more than providing normal tributes other than population.

"Master Death, I don't want to deceive you. All I have is a group of farmers and a territory."

Baron Edra's voice was full of tears. He felt that his behavior was already playing tricks on the gods, and Lord Reaper would definitely be angry.

"I don't need humans as sacrifices, do you really have nothing?"

"Yes, honorable Lord Death, I am a poor lord."

Baron Edra's voice trembled a little. Although he was poor, he had the good honesty of a nobleman. He didn't want to and dare not deceive Lord Death.

An Baichen sighed, he understood Baron Edra's feelings, because An Baichen was also a poor god of death.

"You want to summon undead warriors, but you can't provide a sacrifice that satisfies me. This makes it very difficult for me."

An Baichen's words made Baron Edra's expression even more miserable.

If it is really doomed that the Edra family is doomed, Baron Edra can't help it.

He has a precious opportunity to communicate with the legendary God of Death, but he can't offer anything in exchange.

Baron Edra knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "Master Reaper doesn't care about my offense to you, it is already a gift, and the Edra family dare not ask for more."

"You listen to me first."

An Baichen interrupted Baron Edra's words, and after pondering for a while, he said: "But I appreciate you, and I am willing to give you a chance to pay on credit."

"On credit?"

Baron Edra's expression froze for a moment, it was different from what he had imagined.

(End of this chapter)