"I am a skeleton, a skeleton with thin bones." This idea turned in the little skull's mind.
As for what is a skeleton and what is meant by thin bones, the little skeleton has no such concept.
He just got a comment from a nearby vampire when he was walking on the wasteland according to his master's will.
A master is a master, and his orders need to be obeyed unconditionally, while a vampire is a guy with a certain smell all over his body.
That is a friendly army and cannot be harmed.
Little Skull doesn't quite know what a friendly army is, but he knows what it means to be incapable of harm.
Among the things that Little Skull and Bones can do, there are only a few types, one is walking, and the other is jumping up and swinging their hands or anything in their hands. This kind of behavior is called hurting.
Just as the vampire commented, the original owner of the little skull should be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, only 1.5 meters tall, the bones are not thick, some yellow bones are very fragile, and there are some cracks visible to the naked eye. above.
"Gilder, how long have we been wandering in this damn wasteland?" Next to them were two vampires called allies talking, one of the vampires even hung the blood bag in his hand on the ribs of the little skull, and killed him. As a mobile shelf.
"I don't know either. Damn God knows that the Lich King is actually a road idiot." Gilder said in a very small voice. The little skull didn't have much memory. The Preacher of the Light had said the same thing, and now he too was peaceful in the icicle.
"What is Gilder?" In the yellow skull of the little skull, the blue soul flame flickered, and a question appeared in the little skull's mind.
And soon he got the answer from the conversation between the two vampires.
"Gilder, what do you say is the name of the Lich King, it has never been mentioned before."
"The Lich King is the master, so the name of the Lich King is the master." The strange logic flickered, and the little skull came to his own conclusion: "The name is everyone's identity."
"Let's talk less about Lord Lich King. The only thing we want to know is how long we'll be here."
"We're not as durable as these bone frames, where..."
"I'm a skeleton, I'm durable." The little skull's soul flame captured the key words.
"So my name is durable?" Little Skull asked, staggering, and when it turned out to be the blood bag hanging from his ribs, the vampire gave him a vented push.
Getting up from the ground, the little skull's soul fire seemed to be affected.
"My name is NAI... my name is NAI... my name is NAI..." Little Skull kept repeating this idea in his mind, and there was only one syllable left of his previous name.
The soul fire formed by the incomplete soul doesn't have much thinking ability, and it would be terrible to be able to execute a few orders attached to it by the Lich King. This incomplete thinking ability got stuck at this moment.
Let the fire of the little skull's soul keep beating, and during this constant beating, hidden deep in the fire of the soul, some kind of incomplete thing has been ignited again.
"My name is NAI."
"I'm NAI."
With the transmission of some information, Xiaokulou gave himself a name. In fact, he still doesn't quite understand the meaning of the name, but he thought maybe he should have a name.
In his mind, he kept repeating his own name, and the little skull's soul fire had undergone some changes and became more stable. It was no longer the same as before, as if it would disappear when a gust of wind blows.
Some patterns gradually spread on the skeleton's withered and yellow bones.
Some people who knew about it looked at the changes in the skeleton, and they knew the reason in their hearts.
Mutated skeletons.
The skeleton army of the undead disaster is to reawaken the dead bones in the past, absorb the remaining soul energy around and on the bones, and form a soul fire to control the dead bones.
Compared with a complete soul, this kind of soul fire is undoubtedly incomplete, and its function is extremely single.
However, due to some special reasons, such as the mutual devouring of the soul fires, the structure of the soul fires has mutated, which will allow this lowest-level unit to obtain some special abilities.
For example, in some undead planes, there is a sea of undead, which receives bones from other worlds at all times and forms skeletons through the world mechanism. These skeletons will hunt and kill other undead skeletons under the guidance of world rules. , to devour the opponent's soul fire to gain their own promotion.
Under the accumulation of a large number of skeletons, there will always be some skeletons who will become powerful skeleton kings.
However, it is said that that world has established a cooperative relationship with an organization called the Unclean Priory. In response to the large amount of waste of bones every year, it has created a skeleton sea upgrade plan with the slogan of environmental protection, efficiency, and self-improvement.
Greatly increased the probability of high-level skeletons appearing.
I heard that some time ago, the Lich King and the plane of the undead were calling for employment. Because there was no five social insurance and one housing fund for work, and there were no qualified labor rules, the plane of the undead refused to provide troops.
Therefore, there are not many mutated skeletons now, and most of them are powerful existences in life, and mutated skeletons will be formed after death.
A small number of shit luck killed people, and the skeletons that devoured their souls may also mutate.
It's not that there are no skeletons that suddenly mutate while walking like this, but they are very rare.
The soul fire in little NAI's eyes jumped a few times, and the mutation was completed, and then he was ignored.
There are hundreds of thousands of skeleton seas, and the number is gradually increasing with time.
There are also tens of thousands of mutated skeletons, and there are other alien races.
A small skeleton has mutated, and no one will care.
The little NAI followed the skeleton army around in the wasteland until one day, they finally saw a city.
And the number of the undead army has completely reached one million.
The wasteland was not really a wasteland before. I don't know how many people buried their bodies in the ground.
Looking at the approaching city, little NAI's thinking became more active.
Many people have talked with him these days. Although his soul fire is still only the size of two fingers, the original blue color has become a dazzling color, just like looking up at the sky in the night sky. See the starry sky.
Little NAI has also seen the starry sky. It was when he was walking, and when he was pushed down, he looked at the star-studded night sky in his empty eye sockets, and it seemed that something was touching him.
Perhaps because little NAI turned into a mutant skeleton, he was assigned a rusty iron sword.
In this way, little skull and little NAI walked towards the city in such a ignorant manner.
In the fire of his soul, he still remembered the bright starry sky and his own name—Little NAI.