In a circular cave, a four-story tower-shaped building was built in the center.
The only connection between the cave and the outside world is the corridor, which has been completely sealed by the magic barrier. The only thing that can communicate with the outside world is a portal at the top of the tower.
At the top of this small tower, a lich wearing the uniform of a student of the Academy of the Undead was opening his skeletal hands while using magic to flutter his cloak, and black magic was emanating from his body.
"... humble mortals, you can't stop us! The world belongs to the Abyss Legion!"
On the cloak that was stirring, there was a small round plate with a number written on it [98562].
After he finished reading this sentence, the magic power on his body disappeared, then he took out a piece of paper from his cloak, scratched the skull's head and said:
"One word is missing, 'You can't stop us! The world belongs to the Abyss Legion!' Who are the Abyss Legion..."
He was still muttering about his lines here, and there was already a wave of fluctuations in the portal behind him, and then another lich came out with the number plate [78566] hanging on his body.
The two lichs looked at each other and were stunned for a moment.
"Senior? You haven't graduated yet?"
"No, I've been waiting for nine years. My instructor said that I need to wait for three more years, three years after three years, three years after three years. How many more years will I have to wait for?" The new lich shouted loudly:
"Then I spent a thousand magic stones to bribe the instructor. This time I will be the first to take the exam."
"Wha, what? One thousand magic stones is enough? Why do I need three thousand magic stones?" Another lich asked eagerly.
"Because you are a fresh graduate, silly bird!"
The two lichs were chatting here, and the voice of the top student came from the tower:
"No. [98562] No. [78566], you two should stop chatting and get ready. Summon all your undead warriors. The exam will begin soon."
Liches No. [98562] and No. [78566] listened to the words of the academic master, and then began to cast their own spells, controlling the undead warriors they prepared, ten each, nine ordinary undead warriors, and one elite undead warrior. , the two of them together totaled twenty, occupying the entire tower.
These undead warriors had been arranged by specialized personnel before they came in.
The two lichs quickly arranged their undead warriors and waited obediently on the roof of the fourth floor. They knew that there were many professors outside watching the two of them, and they would control their undead warriors later. Warrior, fight the next five combat testers who come in.
They will be graded based on their performance in controlling the undead warriors during the battle. The performance of the undead warriors, as well as the ability and proficiency in manipulation will all be used as bonus points. Liches who pass the test can graduate.
Of course, before participating in actual combat, there are many other subjects that need to be assessed. Only after passing these can they be qualified to participate in actual combat.
The two lichs waited at the top of the tower for ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes, but still did not see anyone enter the training ground.
"Um, where are the testers?"
Number [98562] looked at the empty space under the tower and asked in confusion.
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"Is this a thief? Is he a robber?"
The top student had an angry expression on his skull face, pointing at the picture in the crystal ball.
In the crystal ball, there were not just five goblins, but four groups, totaling twenty goblins. Like the five goblins that appeared for the first time, they began to crazily destroy everything that could be knocked. Broken containers, bottles, wooden boxes, etc.
Not only that, these goblins are constantly transporting everything they can find that can accompany the music back to the Eternal Kingdom dungeon through the portal.
And they took everything they could transport, including but not limited to - wooden boards, clay pots, metal parts, wooden wheels, bones that could be buckled off the wall and knocked off with weapons, and some even held chisels and hammers. Destroying the stone floor and taking it away only ended in failure.
Because of this, these busy Goblins were busy transporting props originally used to enhance the atmosphere, while no one was busy passing through the corridor to teleport to the training ground at the other end.
"Don't worry, the contract seems to mention this. Let me take a look..."
Professor Bacon said, then took out a copy of the agreement from his pocket and quickly found one of the above items:
[The combat testers provided by Party B are very likely to do something that goes against common sense, such as taking everything they can. Therefore, Party A is requested to try to limit the range of action of combat testers, plan their action routes, and do not place any precious items within their reach. Party B will not be responsible for any property damage caused to Party A.]
Party A is the Academy of the Dead, and Party B is Lord Sherlock.
"Is this even written in the contract? Isn't this something Party B deliberately asked these testers to do?"
The top student took the contract over and read it carefully with empty eyes.
"It's not strange that Sir Sherlock would do this. After all, he is a demon lord who is not short of money." Bacon said with certainty:
"It should be the hobby of these goblins. After all, their brains are, how should I say, a bit different from ordinary people. It's not surprising to do such a thing. It's not a valuable thing anyway. Let them be. It's important. The thing is to quickly graduate the Liches with high quality."
"But these are the props I borrowed from the drama club. They will use these props for their performance of "Armageddon" next week... "
"They've all been smashed, and they can't be recycled, right? Forget it, I'll tell the drama club about this, but why are you putting up so many props? Just do the magic and special effects. , I hope they can move quickly..."
Bacon looked at the busy goblins in the crystal ball, sighed, and said this.
No matter how many props there are, there will always be a time when they are finished moving. These players have moved everything in the entire [dungeon entrance hall]. After confirming that the floor cannot be pried off, a group of players gathered together.
In Bacon and Xueba's crystal ball, some of the players gathered together were lying on the ground motionless and seemed to be asleep, some were sitting on the ground in a daze, and only a few were walking around, looking here and there.
But still no goblin planned to enter the training ground portal.
This time Bacon was also anxious:
"What are they doing?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal ball, and soon the chatter of the goblins came:
"...My food will be ready soon."
"Where are you from? I'm from Beijing."
"I'm from Hangzhou."
"My teammates are trying to trick me. Can't we skip dinner? Our four grandfathers are waiting for one of his grandsons to have dinner."
"Time flies so fast while playing this game. In the blink of an eye, it's time for dinner..."
"I spent the whole afternoon clearing out the scene with you guys. I posted it on the forum, and those troll netizens didn't believe that this game could have such interactivity, hahaha."
"No more chatting. I'm offline for lunch. I'll be back soon!"