Different World Development Manual - Chapter 708

[Chapter 166 The New Undead]

The world of the dead, the new continent.

“Welcome to the world of the undead.”

Bridge blinked, he still remembered being surrounded by a group of protector knights the last second, and then with a “bang”, he passed through?

Undead world?

Bridge was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he should have been shot in the head by the “Iron Knight”.

“Ah, am I dead?”

Necromancers have a certain chance of transforming into corpse witches after death, a relatively low-level spell profession in the world of undead.

Bridge’s current life is maintained by a magical thing called spirit fire. Bridge’s consciousness floats slightly through the spirit fire, examining his new body.

The whole body is dry and pale that has lost its blood color, perhaps because he was a necromancer before his death, which led to his body maintaining better.

If it’s just the head, it’s completely gone.

Bridge is now a headless mage, a type of mage called a corpse.

If you have collected enough death power according to your own plan, you will have the opportunity to become a lich.

But now, although he has become an undead and gained immortality, this passive way is not the way Bridge wants.

Now his strength is not even half as good as before his death, he is simply a weak chicken among weak chickens.

From the corpse witch to the lich, God knows how much time it will take.

The midwife in front of the undead world, who was stitched together by various strange undead creatures, looked at the new undead with kindness like half of the midwives in the undead world.

On the cheeks full of rotten flesh, there was a smile that he thought was beautiful, and he said to Bridge again: “Welcome to the world of the dead.”

Bridge took a deep breath, touched his body, and found that after turning around, his cigarette was gone.

After Huaxia came over, Bridge also developed the habit of smoking.

Looking at the 3-meter-high, 600-pound suture monster in front of him, he asked, “Is there any cigarettes?”

The midwife shook the rotting fat hanging from her cheeks and took out a pack of cigarettes from her body with a smile. Handed it to Bridge: “Well.

”

Bridge was stunned, and he was habitually asking casually, but he didn’t expect it to be.

Bridge took a look after taking the cigarette, and saw the Chinese characters “Yan Luo Temple” written on the cigarette case.

Bridge took one out of it, put it in his mouth and lit it calmly, and muttered, “Is this burned from above?”

Because Bridge is a necromancer, China’s funeral customs have also been passed on to Kazakh. Linthia, Bridge also stayed in those cemeteries to collect the power of death, and had the honor to witness “burning money”, “burning cars”, “burning houses”, “burning clothes”, “burning sister paper”, Burning Cigarettes”.

The key is that he has seen the style of this pack of cigarettes in Bridge’s hands, one soft and one pack, completely made of paper cigarettes, but is there really such a world of undead?

Chinese people pay attention to offering sacrifices to their ancestors, and to pay homage to the deceased.

The cigarette in his hand was probably not burned down. As a mage pursuing knowledge and power, Bridge asked, “How did this thing come from?”

The suture monster shook his head: “I don’t know, since 7 or 8 years In the past, some very strange things often appeared in the world of the dead.” The

stitch monster pointed to the pack of cigarettes with the Chinese characters “Yan Luo Temple” and said: “The cigarette with the strange symbols in your hand started to appear at that time. .”

Bridge suddenly took a cigarette and exclaimed in his heart: “Is it really burned down by the Chinese?”

The suture monster took out a crystal ball, handed it to Bridge, and said, “Please leave your spirit fire here, make a registration, and then become a citizen of the ‘Lord of Hell’.”

As a undead in his lifetime Mage, Bridge knows that once the spirit fire is engraved on this crystal ball, it is equivalent to selling himself to the lord of the undead world.

Be a cow and a horse, and let the undead lord dominate.

Bridge took a heavy puff of cigarette, stared at the suture monster in front of him, and estimated that even if he was a corpse witch, he still had a certain chance of winning against this suture monster, so he asked, “Why should I use the spirit fire? I’ll leave it

to you.”

The suture monster bent down and said quietly, “Is it Loli Succubus?”

The spirit fire on Bridge’s head trembled, and after holding it for a long time, he spit out a fragrance: “Grass. ”

However, this fragrance attracted the attention of other undead.

The two headless knights came directly to kill, and the iron chain “crash” wrapped around the suture monster’s body: “It’s that dead fat man, he’s lusting after Gloria!”

“Drag him away and break it down!”

The suture monster was dragged all the way by the two headless horsemen, struggling desperately, begging for mercy: “I’m not, I didn’t, I was wronged, I’m just kidding!” After the

suture monster was dragged away, a small skeleton Taking over the position of the suture monster’s midwife, holding the crystal ball, looking at Bridge, the spirit fire was beating in the hole, and asked, “Is it still grass?”

“…”

How dare you, Bridge hastily Shaking the spirit fire: “What are you talking about?”

Although there is only a small skeleton in front of him, the headless horseman that may appear at any time in the vicinity is not something that Bridge can deal with.

The little skeleton said: “Leave the mark of the spirit fire, or lose the protection of the lord and become a wandering undead.”

Bridge has learned about the world of the undead. Most people will become ordinary undead without any memory after death. Only a powerful person like Bridge has the chance to retain memory after death.

But this memory won’t last long. Once he loses the protection of a high-rank lord, his memory will gradually dissipate.

Bridge mastered the knowledge of his life, which is the capital of his resurrection. At this time, he dared to let the memory disappear, and he bit the bullet and engraved his spiritual fire on the crystal ball.

After receiving the arrival of a corpse witch, the little skeleton will receive a generous commission.

After Bridge imprinted his soul imprint, the spiritual fire in the eye socket of the little skeleton jumped with joy: “Congratulations, you have come to the domain of Lord Arthur, the Lord of Hell, the fountain of eternal life.

Lord Lord is forming His mage army is fighting against the invasion of the abyss lord.

You are here at the right time, and I will take you to report to the undead mage army.”

“Mist grass!”

In Bridge’s imagination, the beautiful life in the undead world is that he drives a group of small The minions do this and that, while he is a researcher in the research room, constantly climbing technology and improving his strength.

However, the reality is that when I first arrived, I was caught by people as a strong man, what about people?

The little skeleton took Bridge away from the birth point directly, just like the novice guide in the novice village in the game, quite considerate.

The little skeleton went up and down a strange little thing from the pelvis, and pressed it lightly, only to hear the sound of “Di Di” in front of him.

Bridge looked ahead and saw a car from Earth’s modern craftsmanship parked ahead.

A red supercar, but Bridge didn’t know the brand.

The little skeleton walked over with ease, called the car door, sat in the driver’s seat, and then turned to Bridge, who was outside the window, and tilted his head: “Come on up.”

“Ah this…”

Bridge hurriedly opened the door and sat in.

After getting in the car, Bridge saw that the spirit fire of the small skeleton on the driver’s seat suddenly leaked out, covering the entire red supercar.

Immediately after that, the boneless arm twisted the car key.

“Boom boom boom boom…”

The whole car actually moved, making the sound of a tractor.

“This…”

Bridge scratched his head, which had become a spirit fire, full of question marks. Are there many Chinese cars burning oil? The undead world doesn’t look like there is oil.

Looking at the little skeleton boy, Bridge couldn’t help but guess that this was not driven by spirit fire.

Bridge didn’t ask, and Little Skull didn’t explain.

Driving a tractor in the appearance of a red triple-speed supercar, the little skeleton and Bridge slowly drove out of the birth point and headed towards the Fountain of Eternal Life in the main city.

The super (nong) class (yong) running (ji) car (che) drove on the bumpy land of the dead in less than 20 minutes, and a city with high-rise buildings appeared in front of Bridge’s eyes. .

Standard Chinese architecture, high-rise buildings.

Outside the city, there are all kinds of tall-looking cars everywhere, making the sound of “boom boom boom” of tractors, galloping on the ground and land.

The undead world has completely exceeded Bridge’s imagination, which is too strange.

Looking at Bridge’s surprise, the little skeleton who knew that he was a necromancer before his death hurriedly introduced him: “How about it, isn’t it very powerful?

I don’t know what happened. From 7 or 8 years ago, we have been here. Strange things will appear one after another.

In terms of the time in the ground world, starting 7 or 8 years ago, around April 5-6 every year, these things will appear very concentrated.”

“This…”

Bridge’s spiritual fire trembled. Isn’t April 5-6 every year the Chinese Qingming Festival?

[End of this Chapter]