The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 798 Mystery!
In the skeleton tower made of countless bones, a person in a black magic robe sits in his own skull tower to cultivate.

Skeleton, yes, under a ray of light from the side, the whole head hidden in the robe can be seen clearly.

There were two clusters of dark green will-o'-the-wisps in the hollow eye sockets, which looked quite frightening.

The two white and shiny arms protruding from the robe are holding a staff studded with skulls.

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At sight, it sits on a throne crafted from countless skeleton skulls.

Even under the wide magic robe, the calf can still be seen to be strong.

In front of it was a crystal ball the size of a human head, and above the crystal ball hung a black crow. The crow kept flapping its wings in the air, but its small body just rested on the edge of the crystal ball. Above, the blood-red pupils shone strangely in this strange place.

Looking at the image displayed in the crystal ball, it stood up.

My God, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you really wouldn't be able to imagine such a strong body hidden under this black magic robe.

At least a wide magic robe can't hide its strength, but why is its head a skeleton?
No one knows why this happened, and even if they knew, they can't tell now, why?
It's very simple, in front of him, there is no creature that can speak.

Its real name is no longer known to anyone, and I am afraid that even he himself will not remember it.

But it is often called 'Chech' by humans or its kind.

A very mysterious guy among necromancers.

Decades ago, it and Buffon, Kahn, Leman, Dida, and Van der Sar, several powerful necromancers, were called the six masters.

Among the six mentors, perhaps Cech's personal strength should be the weakest.

But speaking of it, its strength is the most terrifying to human beings.

Well, when it comes to this topic, I have to talk about the type of undead spells Cech majors in.

As mentioned earlier, Dida, who was killed by Chu Mo in the Art City, was omnipotent, and Lai Man, who was also wiped out of the city by Chu Mo, summoned undead magic. As for the abilities of the remaining people , most people do not know.

But the Cech we are talking about now is majoring in curse and plague magic.

Compared with a single bone-type undead spell, its lethality is far less terrifying than a plague or curse.

Hehe, Cech is such a perverted necromancer of dual cultivation system.

The almighty Dida seems to be very strong. In fact, he can't learn advanced spells of every department, so his overall strength is not strong. But Cech is different. His curse magic can be endless against any creature. At the same time, the plague spells dealt the most terrible fatal blow to human beings.

If a plague spell is released to Art City, how many humans will be infected?
No one can calculate it, and some plagues contain hidden and latent functions, just like the computer viruses that Chu Mo saw in his previous life.

Isn't such a spell terrible?

Once it is transmitted from person to person, without knowing it, it infects a large area, and as a result, human beings may suffer from genocide.

The image displayed in the crystal ball is the current image of necromancers attacking human towns in the land of gods and demons.

This made Cech's inner ambition ready to move.

"It's time for me to play..." Cech stretched out his strong arms, holding the crystal ball hard, and muttered with his skull-like head.

In the center of the countless skeleton towers, there is a giant pillar pierced directly into the cloud of bones. The giant pillar is more than [-] meters wide...

A figure stood here, looking at the giant pillar as if he was meditating on something.

At some point on the island, there was a gust of wind.

He glanced at the skeleton tower on the left, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear clearly: "It's really hard to lead a team!"

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On the trampled path in the forest, a carriage was driving forward.

The patches of sunlight divided by the leaves shone on the carriage, reflecting a little bit of bright mottled.

The man driving this carriage was an ordinary-looking young man. From his steady hand waving his whip vigorously, it was not difficult to see that he was very skilled in handling the carriage.

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Generally, there would be no necromancers on this route to the harbor, so the young man was humming an unknown song leisurely.

His voice is really good, at least it doesn't sound bad.

"Stop!" A thunderclap sounded.

The young man hurriedly pulled the stiff rope vigorously, and looked at a heavily armored soldier standing in the middle of the road with a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

"I wonder if this adult has..." The young man asked tentatively.

It's a pity that he was interrupted roughly by the soldier before he finished his question.

"NND, I'm a little tight with a few brothers today, and I want to ask you for an excuse." Speaking of borrowing words, the soldier grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow and black teeth.

"My lord, this is just a small business with no money." The young man seemed to want to explain something.

The soldier was very impatient, waved his hands and shouted: "If you don't hand over the money, then I will do it myself."

Following the warrior's voice, five or six warriors walked out of the surrounding woods. These warriors either held giant axes or swords. Looking at the armor on their bodies, they were obviously mercenaries.

"Give them the money." A beautiful female voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.

"Yes, Miss." Hearing the voice in the carriage, the young man nodded respectfully, took out six gold coins from his body, and said, "My lords, this is the road money left by my lady."

Before the words were finished, the six gold coins were thrown into the middle of the road.

The heavy-armored soldier reached out and took all the six gold coins steadily. He weighed the gold coins in his hand, feeling the dazzling light of the gold coins under the sunlight. Several other soldiers looked at the gold coins, all showing greedy smiles. , the heavily armored soldier smiled and showed his yellow and black teeth, "This is not enough money, at least six hundred gold coins are needed."

"My lord, some money is unacceptable." The ordinary young man reminded him in a low voice.

"Haha, you are the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard." Obviously the heavy armored soldier didn't care at all, he puffed out his chest and pulled out the huge sword behind his back.

"Qing" the giant sword was out of its sheath and inserted firmly into the ground. Just looking at the frightening light on this giant sword and its large weight, one knew it was not easy...

But the young man shook his head lightly, and asked again: "My lords, are you really not going to listen to my advice?"

"Haha, who are you bastards, meddle in your own business..." The heavily armored warrior couldn't wait any longer, he yelled, stuffed six gold coins into his clothes with his left hand, and walked towards the carriage with his giant sword in his right hand.

"Since everyone is so obsessed with obsession, don't blame the little ones." The ordinary young man shook his head lightly and sighed.

Before he finished speaking, a silver sword light flashed.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The horseshoes ran fast, and the young man's singing sounded again in the woods.

There were several corpses lying on the ground...

(End of this chapter)