Nightmare Card House

Just from the mental pressure, Fang Tian could infer the power of the Death Knight. This kind of mental shock was difficult for ordinary people, not to mention ordinary novice trialists.

What level of creature is the Death Knight?

One day, if he could control the Death Knight of the Undead System as a summoned creature to fight, Fang Tian would not take Heather, an apprentice hall master of this level, seriously.

Fang Tian hid under a short tree and observed the team carefully.

For Fang Tian, ​​it might be because of the eyeball in the sea of ​​consciousness that it was not difficult to resist the mental fluctuations of the Death Knight.

The power of the Death Knight was condensed in the leaping soul fire in his eyes, which was also the source of power for most undead creatures.

But what puzzled Fang Tian was that he remembered seeing the Corpse Witch King who was also recruiting undead troops in the wasteland.

What did these high-level undead want to do by recruiting these low-level undead troops?

Could it be...

for war?

Fang Tian quickly made up a picture in his mind.

Fang Tian didn't know much about this shadow world. If it was really a war as he guessed, could he take advantage of it?

For example, when some powerful undead creatures were dying, he would find an opportunity to build them...

Fang Tian wanted to follow the Death Knight team to see where they would go in the end, but after thinking about it, he gave up this plan.

First of all, his mental power was not enough to build a creature as powerful as the Death Knight. Secondly, this time he came with a purpose, so he should focus on what he had to do, and find the corpse pit as the primary task.

In this way, following this team to search for the corpse pit was also a good choice.

...

While Fang Tian was busy looking for the corpse pit, a small meeting was being held in a high-end bar.

There were four people sitting around the table.

After receiving the news about Fang Tian from Cheng Sui, these people were invited to gather here.

"Where's Lu Yi?"

"I don't know about that kid. He hasn't answered the phone."

"Hehehe, I heard that Brother Lu Yi is very upset recently. Those guys in the Alchemy Union can't sit still recently. The price of the raw materials they provide to us has increased a lot. I think we may have a falling out with them this time." The short-haired girl fiddled with her fingernails, and the black tattoo on her arm was clearly visible.

"Forget about him, let's get started." The old man at the table was a little impatient. He slapped the table and said first: "Since the disappearance of the Saint Lady, the five of us have been centrally handling all the big and small matters of the Blood Spirit Society. We also discuss each other when encountering major events. Now Cheng Sui said that we have to obey the orders of the Saint Lord who we have never met. What does a young boy know? And why?"

The old man who spoke was one of the five supervisors of the Blood Spirit Society, and he had the most age and qualifications.

"Mr. Lin, don't be so angry. You are already old, but you are still so easily excited." The middle-aged man waved his hand, looked around at everyone, and said, "Everyone should have investigated the background of this Saint Lord. I won't say much. He is just an ordinary student. He has been closely protected by Cheng Sui and several members of the Blood Spirit Society. For the sake of the Saint, he wants to see us, so we go to see him. Are we scared by such a rookie?" Lin Huaiyuan said with a fake smile, "Meeting is fake, and wanting to seize power is real." "That depends on whether he has the ability. We are so timid that it will make people laugh. When the time comes, the kid will give up after seeing some color." The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Hehe, in my opinion, there is no need to be so troublesome. I will find someone to scare him now. I guess he doesn't even dare to see us..." The two were discussing when a discordant voice sounded. "He is not an unknown kid." Everyone turned their eyes to the young man sitting in the first seat. Shen Li casually played with the pen in his hand, half raised his head, and thought: "He is our Holy Lord. You should all remember the order left by the Saint Lady when she left, right?"

The people in the seats fell silent at the same time.

Lin Huaiyuan snorted slightly in dissatisfaction, but did not speak.

"The Blood Spirit Society will never doubt the words of the Saint Lady. What? Are you going to openly oppose the order of the Saint Lady now?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little afraid of Shen Li. He was so tough just now, but he stopped talking all of a sudden.

But Shen Li was unwilling to let him go, and his eyes pierced the middle-aged man like needles.

"Li Shuo, speak!"

The middle-aged man Li Shuo shook his head and said, "Lu Li, that's not what I meant. I swore to be loyal to the Saint Lady. If it weren't for the Saint Lady, I, Li Shuo, would have died long ago."

"Very good." Shen Li looked at Lin Huaiyuan again, "Old Lin, what do you mean?"

Lin Huaiyuan paused and said slowly, "Lu Li, you don't have to test me. I have always been loyal to the Blood Spirit Society and the Saint Lady, but..."

"No need to say, Old Lin, I understand what you mean, and I understand your concerns."

Shen Li nodded and interrupted Lin Huaiyuan. His tone gradually softened, "Since the Saint Lady left, everyone's life has not been easy."

"Brother Shen Li is right. Don't be so angry." The girl with short hair smiled and said, "So what does Brother Shen Li want to do?"

"Pah!"

Shen Li slapped the pen in his hand on the table and said in a cold voice: "I, Shen Li, have never been a good person, but I still understand the kindness of acquaintance and encounter. I will definitely obey the words left by the saint. That saint If the Lord really wants to be our leader, just let Him do it. But I have something to say here. I will never allow the blood spirit left by the Holy Lady to be destroyed in the hands of anyone, including the so-called Holy Lord.”

Li Shuo and Lin Huaiyuan's eyes lit up at the same time.

"Haha! I understand what brother Shen Li means." The short-haired girl clapped her hands happily, "Our loyalty is to the Blood Spirit Society, to the Holy Lady, not to the Holy Lord whom we have never met. If it were the Holy Lord If he does well, we will obey his orders. If he does not do well, we will kill him first!"

Shen Li acquiesced to what the girl said, and he glanced at the other two people, "Where are you two? What should I say?"

The middle-aged man and Lin Huaiyuan looked at each other, nodded in unison and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

"Then it's settled. If the Holy Lord is as unbearable as you said, you don't need to remind me when the time comes. I will take the lead in dealing with him. It is useless for anyone to object." Shen Li's tone was very calm. He paused again when he said this, and his tone was a bit colder, "However, don't blame me for saying the ugly things. Now we can no longer have two minds within the Blood Spirit Society. We will do our best to do what the Holy Lord requires. Don’t let me see someone doing something behind the scenes, if I find out, I will never spare him.”