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- A lich poked his head sleepily out of a barrel not far away. He first looked around blankly, then looked blankly at Ange and Negris, slapped a Hal, and murmured: " It turned out to be a dream." Then he retracted his head.
After a pause for a few seconds, the Lich suddenly stuck out his head and said loudly: "It's not a dream! Zaobada! Who stuffed me into the water! Uh, it's not water, the liquid of death's breath?"
The Lich picked up the liquid of death and sniffed it, and said in shock: "Why are there so many liquids of death's breath?"
Then his eyes fell on Ange and Nigris, and he asked in surprise: "Who are you? Dorami, were you singing just now!"
The two wailing banshees floated over and saluted: "Peace, Lord Duroken."
"What happened? How did I get soaked in the liquid of death's breath?" Duroken said as he tried to get up from the bucket, but as soon as he moved, Ange pushed him back.
"Bold!" Duroken glared at Ange fiercely.
Ange looked at him doubtfully. He was a little surprised when he saw Ange didn't respond. He continued to glare hard, and then glared again, his eyes almost popped out, but Ange still didn't react at all.
Negris leaned over with a smile and asked with a smile: "Duroken, do you know who I am?"
Duroken looked at it up and down and asked in surprise: "Brass dragon? Nag has given birth to a child?"
"Poof!" Nigris hit the bucket: "I am Nigg! I am Nigg!"
"I know, I know, I know who you are just by looking at your squinting look. I'm just teasing you." Du Luoken curled his lips and asked, "What happened? Who is this guy? I glared at him and he didn't react. ? How did outsiders enter the Palace of Rest?"
In the Palace of Rest, in order to strengthen management, all undead creatures' subordinates will be cross-managed. In other words, Duroken can glare at Locke's subordinates, and the witch can also glare at Duroken's subordinates.
Among the four deputy palaces, except for Nigris, who has no subordinates and cannot control others and has no one to control them, the other three can cross-coerce other people's people.
If Duroken can¡¯t suppress him, the only people who come from outside will be the king¡¯s direct subordinates.
Negris said with a smile: "How can he be an outsider? Can't he be the master?"
Du Luoken narrowed his eyes, a dangerous look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Did you betray the king?"
He struggled hard to get out of the bucket, but Ange's hands were like pliers, holding him steady.
Negris couldn¡¯t help but bumped his head against the bucket again: ¡°The successor was personally chosen by the king¡¯s godhead. What are you talking about?¡±
"Heir? What happened to the king?" Duroken was startled, and then frowned: "No, no, let me figure it out, how do I remember that I was in the cemetery, and then the cemetery was disconnected from the palace? ¡¡±
Negris said: "Think about it again, what happened to you after you were disconnected? Did you look for a way out?"
Duroken frowned and thought, and sat back in the bucket again.
As long as he didn't come out, Ange would let go of his restraint.
Du Luoken, who had just woken up, had some confusion in his memory. He recalled it for a long time before smoothing it out and murmured: "I remember that His Majesty disconnected his soul and was shaken violently. The cemetery and palace lost contact. I entered the void to explore. The road was hit by space turbulence, and then"
After muttering this, Duroken was shocked: "Am I dead?"
Nigris nodded.
"You used the phylactery to resurrect me?" Duroken said again.
"Your phylactery is broken and shrunken." Nigris projected the shrunken heart of the broken phylactery that had just been dug out of the grave.
Duroken is an alchemist, and he made his phylactery himself. He could tell at a glance that this thing no longer had any recovery value.
"This is my phylactery? Are you kidding? You can resurrect me with this thing. Stop lying and get out of the way. I want to get out." Duroken was so angry that he felt that Nigris was deceiving him. He got a phylactery that was impossible to repair and claimed it was his.
Immediately, he was pushed back by Ange.
Duroken smiled and said to Ange: "I'll do a magic trick for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Duroken's body turned into a ball of smoke with a bang.
Ange reached out doubtfully, grabbed the 'air' above the bucket, and stuffed it back into the bucket.
The ball of air condensed into Duroken¡¯s body in the bucket, with an incredible expression on his face: ¡°Can you see me?¡±
Ange tilted his head, a little confused, you are soThe demon and Ramo confirmed that it was indeed more than a thousand years later, and he simply dedicated his soul fire to Ange.
It has been a thousand years, and the king has not come back. He has either died or been trapped. I can't choose to be sealed for that slim possibility. What if the king never comes back?
Returning to his palace, Duroken soon began to curse: "Zhaobada, who stole my spare Midas suit!"
Nigris put his cloak on his body, put his hat on his head, swung the Midas stick and flew over: "How can you say you stole it? I saw no one asked for it, just picked it up and used it."
Du Luoken said angrily: "No one wants the daddy on the ground, so you can pick it up and use it."
Cengcengceng, the little zombie ran over quickly. The soul armor in his hand transformed into a long-handled clip. He looked around, but didn't see Baba, so he tilted his head and looked at Duroken in confusion.
Nigris burst out laughing: "How do you know that no one picks up the daddy? It's natural farmyard manure."
Duroken was confused. Why is there something wrong with this style of painting? Something seems wrong.
Forget it, Duroken didn¡¯t want to dwell on this anymore, turned to Nigris and said: ¡°Forget about the cape and hat, give me back the Midas Rod.¡±
"If you don't want to return it, you can just make another one." The Midas Touch is so useful, how could it be returned? Not only did it not return it, it also wanted Duroken to teach it more precise operations.
"You put it simply, this is made of adamantine mithril plus astral gems and world branches. Adamantine mithril is easy to find. I will go with the astral gems and world branches" Duroken looked impatient. As he spoke, a world branch as thick as an arm floated in front of him, along with a handful of astral gems.
"Zobada, is the Tree of Life also dead? Or did you chop down such a big branch?" Du Luoken almost jumped up: "Also, what's going on with these astral gems? So many?"
¡°We have cut down a lot of World Trees, as many as you want. You can use the World Tree to make a coffin, no problem.
"Haha, I believe you." Du Luoken curled his lips and said, "Lend me the Midas Rod for a while, and I'll give it back to you after I make a new one."
¡°Give me new ones, I don¡¯t want your second-hand goods.¡± Nigris said.
"Even if it's new, I've touched it before. Do you want it or not?" Duroken said angrily.
With the Midas Touch in hand, Duroken¡¯s alchemy can be easily brought into play, and a new Midas Touch can be made in just a few clicks.
¡°If there is no golden rod, then he must first cut the wood, then engrave the magic pattern, carve the base, filigree, inlay, and connect the circuit
Seeing how easy it was for him to practice, Nigris brought another bundle of world branches and said, "Help my believers practice one too."
"Are you crazy? Help your believers practice? How many believers do you have?" Du Luoken almost jumped and scolded.
"One." Nigris said shamefully.
Du Luoken¡¯s face froze and he didn¡¯t say anything. He quickly made another Midas Rod and gave it to it, and patted it on the shoulder.
With the Midas Touch, alchemy is no longer such a troublesome matter. As long as there are enough materials, Duroken can quickly buy a set of equipment.
He has just been resurrected, and his soul and body are extremely weak. He quickly made a few good things to support the scene.
Good equipment naturally requires good materials, and then he discovered: "Why do you have everything? Unbounded crystal? Meteor iron? Vacuum stone? Divine wood? Uh what is this? Belief in Yuanli, this is a A godhead? Did you plant it? Can a godhead be planted?"
It was only then that Ange discovered that the godhead planted on the farm had actually matured.
It is obviously incorrect to describe it as mature. We can only say that it can exist independently from the bud.
"Ready? Have we gathered enough six godheads?" Nigris suddenly remembered something and said excitedly.
Ange nodded, but he was not interested. After gathering six godheads, uh, maybe seven, he could try to open the magnificent door, but Ange was not interested at all, and he couldn't farm behind the door. .
"Are you talking about the Gate of the Void?" Duroken asked doubtfully after hearing what Ange and Negris said.
"Yes, you seemed to have mentioned the Gate of the Void just now. According to eyewitness descriptions, His Majesty entered that gate and never came back. Do you know what is behind the gate?" Negris asked .
"It's the void, the door leading to the void. As for where it leads to the void, I don't know. And have you noticed that this godhead is dissipating and is smaller than before?"
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