The world of the dead, the new continent.
"Welcome to the world of the dead."
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 to be transformed 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 collect enough death power according to your own plan, you will have the opportunity to transfer to 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 good-looking, 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 suture monster with a height of more than 3 meters and more than 600 pounds in front of him, he asked, "Is there any smoke?"
The midwife trembled with the rotting fat hanging from her cheeks, took out a pack of cigarettes from her body with a smile, and handed it to Bridge: "Here."
Bridge was stunned for a moment, and he was habitually asking casually, but he didn't expect it to happen.
Bridge took a look after taking the cigarette, and saw the Chinese characters "Yan Luo Temple" written on the cigarette case.
Bridge pulled one out of it, put it in his mouth, lit it calmly, and murmured, "Is this burned from above?"
Because Bridge is a necromancer, the funeral customs of China also spread to Carinthia. Bridge also stayed in those cemeteries to collect the power of death, and was fortunate to witness "burning money" and "burning cars". ", "burning house", "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 who pursues 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 ago, some very strange things have often appeared in the undead world."
The Stitching Monster pointed to the pack of cigarettes with the Chinese characters "Yan Luo Temple" written on them and said, "This cigarette with a strange symbol 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 become a citizen of the 'Lord of Hell'."
As a necromancer before his death, Bridge knew that once the spirit fire was engraved on this crystal ball, it would be 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? to you."
The suture monster bent down and said quietly, "Is it the Lolita Succubus?"
The spiritual fire on Bridge's head trembled violently, and after holding it for a long time, he spit out a fragrance: "Grass."
However, it was this fragrance that attracted the attention of other undead.
The two headless knights came directly to kill them, and the iron chain was wrapped around the suture monster's body: "It's that fat fat man, he lusts after Gloria-sama!"
"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 took over the position of the suture monster's midwife, holding the crystal ball, looking at Bridge, the hole was beating with spiritual fire, and asked, "Is it still grass?"
"… "
How dare you, Bridge hurriedly shook the spirit fire: "What are you talking about?"
Don't look at the fact that there is only a small skeleton in front of him, but 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 small skull's eye sockets 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 army of mages to fight against the invasion of the Abyss Lord.
You came just in time, I will take you to report to the Legion of Necromancers. "
"Fog grass!"
In Bridge's imagination, the beautiful life in the undead world is that he drives a group of little guys to 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 door, sat in the driver's seat, and then tilted his head towards Bridge who was outside the window: "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 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.
"First Evolution"
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 drove 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 quickly introduced him: "How about it, isn't it amazing
I don't know what's going on, since 7 or 8 years ago, some strange things will appear in our place 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 intensively. "
"This… "
Bridge's spiritual fire trembled. Isn't April 5-6 every year the Chinese Qingming Festival