This puppeteer is not normal

Chapter 338 Wanted

"Is it right here?" Looking at the palace, which was obviously taller and more conspicuous than other buildings in front of him, Rody said with reverence in his eyes.

"Yes." Ye Zuxi looked at the envelope in her hand and put it away.

Crowe rubbed his hands and pushed the door open.

Accompanied by the dull sound of mopping the floor, the front is not the magnificent hall everyone imagined, but an endless darkness.It's just that there are faintly visible dots of crystal white light flickering in the sky.

It looks like such a huge building from the outside, but it looks like this inside.

The contrast is astonishing.

Carefully stepped into it, and after confirming that his feet could be firmly stepped on, Clay signaled to the back, and everyone followed.

"Nothing?" Rody looked around in the darkness. If it weren't for the faint light brought by the white light spots in the sky, they might not be able to see clearly.

"In short, let's continue to explore." Ye Zuxi said.

Everyone has no objection, gathered together to be careful of possible dangers around.

As they traveled to a certain point, the points of light in the sky changed.They scattered and began to gather in front of Ye Zuxi and the others, finally outlining an illusory white door.

"This is..." Crowe was confused.

Luo Di and Ye Zuxi also looked at each other in blank dismay.It is impossible to know whether this is a certain mechanism inside the building, or the result of the envelope brought by Ye Zuxi.

But at this time it seemed that the only passage had appeared in front of them, and they had no reason to back down.

Passing through the white door, accompanied by a burst of dazzling white light, everyone lost their vision for a moment.

When they opened their eyes again, they were already in a bright hall. At the end of the hall, there was a beam of light rising into the sky.

"That is……"

"The death boundary marker, this familiar energy reaction is exactly the same as when the Red Spirit was suppressed." Rody said dully.

Both Miss Han and Crowe were very surprised.

They have now come to the dead boundary marker that has been passed down for a long time in the city of the undead! ?

But apart from being surprised and excited, they also noticed a thin figure standing in front of the beam of light,

Molea?
Ye Zuxi thought so first, but the melody from that figure made him feel that something was wrong, and it was different from the melody when he responded to Luo Di's ceremony before.

Or, Lord of Death?

"Oh, what a surprise, I never thought that this backhand would activate." Amidst everyone's suspicion, the figure in front of him spoke out, and the vague and hoarse voice sounded like torture to the eardrum.

"Your Excellency?" Roddy said in a low voice.

"It's not important." The figure turned around slowly, gently tapped the withered gray staff in his hand, his head was tightly wrapped in black bandages, only two long white horns sticking out.

But Rody didn't give up: "I once heard that a lich with white horns suppressed the restless city in the first year after joining the Immortal City.

"However, that lich disappeared during the Red Spirit Rebellion. Some people speculate that it died, and more people think that it took the opportunity to escape..." Rody said, looking at the figure in front of him again, "I didn't expect you to be here, in the most mysterious place in this undead city."

"Oh! I seem to have an impression when you say that." Crowe slapped his forehead, and seemed to be evoked by this description.

Miss Han didn't speak, but looked at the other party with more vigilance.

"I never cared about the eyes of the dead." The figure in front of him just said casually, but it undoubtedly acknowledged Rody's identification of his identity.

"You are no longer an ordinary lich." Roddy said.

Ye Zuxi had already reacted when she heard that the other party was a "Lich". Now when she heard Luo Di's certification, she immediately realized something.

It's not an ordinary Lich, so what kind of Lich could it be?
Grand Lich!
Ed please investigate the target for his second mission!

"You are very smart. Among all the wandering souls I have seen, it is rare that you can achieve this kind of thinking ability by relying on your rare memory." The white-horned lich did not hesitate to praise Rody .

But he shook his head immediately: "But even so, you still can't cross the high wall."

Its eyes turned to Ye Zuxi: "It's rare to be alive, but it's expected. Did you bring changes to this ruthless city?"

"You are the Grand Lich?" Ye Zuxi didn't bother to consider the other party's words, but just wanted to confirm the other party's identity.

"Sure enough, it seems that my activities have indeed attracted the attention of some people from the outside world. Even the closed Indes has a way to enter, I really have to sigh." The white-horned lich also confirmed to himself.

"Looks right."

"I am the Grand Lich you are looking for. Are you sent by someone to deal with me? No, if you are here to deal with me, then you can leave directly. In other words, do you just want to pass the investigation of the dead boundary marker? Hmm , reasonable." The Lich said frankly, and raised a completely different emphasis on Ye Zuxi and Luo Di and others.

"It's you who spread that drug to the outside world." Ye Zuxi frowned, recalling the fate of people who took that drug in her mind.

"I don't intend to justify my plot, but there is no need to test the depravity of human beings. All I did was give it a little push," said the Lich.

"what are you going to do?"

"I want to experience it." Lich said deeply.

"Experience?"

"I'm a lich born from a necromancer's spell error. Unlike normal liches transformed from the dead, I have no emotions. That kind of thing doesn't belong to the dead, and I haven't 'lived' It used to be able to bring me these things." The Lich said slowly, not hiding what he was thinking.

"After the mage who served me was killed, I inherited his intellectual legacy and escaped. But among those legacy, I found his diary.

"That diary describes a poor human child struggling in the slums, raising his younger brother and sister, and trying his best. He picked up a death magic formula by accident. Fortunately, his The talent was right for that, and he became a feral necromancer.

"In order to make a living, he did a lot of things that should be done and shouldn't be done. In the lower class of human beings, it is so powerful to learn magic, even death magic that will be excluded by ordinary people.

"But what he did was not for himself, all the wealth he got was for his younger brothers and sisters. However, how ironic, he killed his sister's lover during the task, that was a nobleman in that country, it was him The protection of the younger sister for the rest of her life. Although he himself does not think so, he earns money for his younger siblings to study, hoping that they can achieve happiness by relying on their own abilities like him.

"However, happiness only exists in longing. He took a life indifferently, and because of his negligence to his relatives, his younger brother discovered the clues. His younger brother reported him because what his younger brother learned in school was not what he learned. He thought about self-improvement, but about the "justice" of that country. And he himself was besieged and died because of this.

Following the Lich's narration, everyone present did not speak for a while.

After the Lich finished telling the story, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Is it stupid? Is it ridiculous? I don't think so. I'm just curious. I want to know what motivates him to insist on taking care of his relatives. What is the justice in his brother's heart?" What is it, and what is the psychology of abandoning his brother who protected him in every possible way?
"So I went to research. I caught his younger brother and sister. Because they lost their brother as a source of income, their lives became difficult again. I checked their bodies, spirits, and souls, but I still couldn't see through them."

The lich stretched out his withered hand, seemingly in a daze.

"From that moment on, I decided that I wanted to have, to feel, to understand, the... emotions that move and corrupt human beings to each other."

(End of this chapter)