Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

The necromancers present all looked at the boastful Moisang Director with a questioning face.

If they don't have brains, then Director Moisang's brains must be solid cement!

They want to determine the final winner through a one-on-one showdown.

But there is a premise!

Be sure to exclude a high-ranking necromancer like Director Moisang first!

Otherwise, even if they don't have brains, they won't do it!

Isn't that really a fool...

Being stared at by a group of people like this, Director Mo Sang was a little unconfident.

He asked tentatively, "What's wrong?" I think you've all been interested in this proposal?

"I just thought of following your wishes and helping to improve it..." "

Don't worry, I definitely don't have any selfishness..." "Well, you really don't have any selfishness, you just want to kill us..."

The necromancers looked at each other, none of them speaking.

Director Moisang is still a little undying, and continues to tell about the various advantages of being a referee there.

The zombie dogs at the feet of a necromancer shook their heads....

Just when the scene was about to reach a stalemate, all the necromancers, including Director Mo San, were stunned in unison, and then looked at Wang Ye in unison.

I saw that Wang Ye was throwing the Hera Star Diamond into the undead space that appeared in front of him.

The necromancers didn't intervene to stop it.

Of course, even if they wanted to stop it, it would be too late.

However, there is nothing to stop it.

After they killed Wang Ye, the things in Wang Ye's dead space would all be burst out intact...

They just suddenly realized that this was not a good opportunity to divide the loot.

Wang Ye, an unstable bomb, should be killed first...

"What, this thing is a bit heavy, my hands are a little sore

..." "Just rest your hands, you guys continue, I don't sell melon seeds, peanuts, mineral water, and no small benches here..." Wang Ye spread his hands, indicating that he was a little transparent who was nothing.

"Director, how about killing him, how much effort to contribute, to distribute the loot?" A necromancer suggested.

"I support!" Locke, the vanguard who suffered heavy losses, stood up without hesitation and shouted: "You must also count the losses..."

Only the damage is counted! Losses are not calculated! "Of course, the necromancers who arrived later would not agree to Locke's request.

"By what! If I hadn't come early, this guy would have run away long ago! Locke, the vanguard, argued.

"That is, if it weren't for me and Locke, that guy over there would have run away..." the second necromancer who arrived spoke up.

Just as the scene was about to evolve into an endless quarrel, Director Moisang roared again: "Shut up for me!" "

After those three thorns were killed by Wang Ye and scared away one, Director Mo San's prestige among this group of necromancers was still very high.

All the necromancers consciously closed their mouths and quietly looked at Director Moisang.

"Cough..." Director Mo Sang cleared his throat and said loudly: "In this way, let's soften the two methods!"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Ye, who was looking for melon seeds everywhere, and said loudly: "Take this guy as a trial target, you take turns, according to the damage caused, and arrange it!" "

The kill and the damage caused before will be calculated separately

..." "The order of play, the draw decides

..." "Everything is left to Providence

..." "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky

..." Looking at the distrust in the eyes of the necromancers, Director Moisang could only say helplessly: "I also participate in the lottery..."

The necromancers pondered for a moment, and then agreed.

This somewhat absurd method seems to be the best way at present....

Leave everything to fate, although the first to play may deal extremely high damage, but also have to bear the greatest danger, bad luck, may die on the spot....

Those who play later may pick up leaks....

It's the last one to play, a little pitiful....

However, they all firmly believe that it must be someone else who will play in the end, not themselves....

Wang Ye rubbed his face hard, and he had a magical feeling.

Identity replacement?

Family, do you dare to believe it?

I actually became the boss of the NPC group round?

Also calculate damage?

Why the don't you score the whole SSS, SS, S?!

This is really a knife pulling the ass, opening the eyes....

Trance, magic....

For a while, Wang Ye lost his ability to speak, and he didn't know what to say now...

Just when Wang Ye was stunned, the group of necromancers over there had another moth.

"Nope! You can't be in charge of the draw!

"You can't be in charge of the lottery either!"

"Fuck! If you are in charge of the lottery, then there is still a fart line!

"That's it, you simply assigned it directly..." Looking

at the imposing group of necromancers, Director Mo Sang was also a little stunned.

He looked around and suddenly looked at Wang Ye.

Pregnant!

"Who

, the thief who hides his head, yes, that means you!"

"You're in charge of drawing lots for us!"

Wang Ye reached out and touched his forehead.

Well, cool....

It's not that I have a fever....

That is, this group of necromancers were burned out by the power fluctuations released by the Hera Star Diamond...

Let me be in charge of the draw and decide the order in which you turn me?

Listen, is this an idea that a person can come up with?

Bah!

It's not a human thing!

"Okay, no problem!"

Wang Ye's chest straightened, stretched out his hand and slapped it hard, and agreed in one mouthful.

"Now, you don't have any objections, right?"

"I am fair and impartial! Not selfish all the time! Director Mo Sang straightened his chest and said awe-inspiringly.

"No, no

..." "The director has always been fair and selfless in doing things

..." "Then hurry up and draw lots, I can't wait

..." "My bone knife is already hungry and thirsty..." Looking

at the chaotic group of necromancers, Wang Ye reached out and took out a pitch-black square box from his pocket.

Wang Ye casually condensed a bone spur and said to the group of necromancers: "In this way, I will make this thing into three dice, let's shake the dice to decide the order

..." "Whoever is bigger, who comes first

..." "Don't worry, I will definitely treat each of you fairly and justly..." The

necromancers, including Director Moisang, nodded silently and did not raise any objections.

"Okay, then I'll do it!"

"Guys, just wait and enjoy..." Wang

Ye smiled gently, and then lightly pressed on the pitch-black box...