Chapter 1555
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Come to the palace, let Gretel feel a little unnatural is, along the way, tamic are looking at him with strange eyes.
"What's the matter?" Gretel asked helplessly, "you have been very strange since you entered the city of shadows. What happened?"
"The guard said, you are chosen by the artifact holder. Do you know the artifact holder?" Asked tamic.
"I just heard about him. It is said that he is a terrible lich, who has mastered the true meaning of death and has no flesh and blood. According to the prophecy mentioned by some necromancers, the man with two artifact will eventually rule the whole Diya. " Gretel thought about it, and answered.
"You don't seem to know the truth." After hearing what Gretel said, tamic shook his head and let out a heavy sigh.
"The truth? What's the truth? " Gretel asked, puzzled. "Do you know anything?"
"Once upon a time, the holder of the artifact was just a weak necromancer with poor strength, but he was lucky enough to win the artifact belonging to the necromancer, which led to his present achievement."
It seems that he recalled something, and tamic's eyes showed some unwilling color.
"Up to now, no Lich can restrain him in Diya. I don't know why he wants to gather the Necromancers of Diya, but it won't be good."
"Really..." Gretel asked incredulously. He had never heard of the information before. "How do you know that?"
"My master, who was once one of the immortal liches of Diya, went with the holder of the artifact to the holy city of mankind, standwick, and never came back."
Tamic sighed again.
"I can feel that the holder of the artifact must have concealed something, perhaps a unique power, or something. What I have to do is to find out the truth of all this... If I had known earlier, he would have been able to do this, even if he disobeyed the order of the lich, I would have tried to solve him ahead of time. "
"..." Gretel fell into silence. He recalled the mysterious necromancer he had met, and other creatures who seemed to have changed after listening to his words. He seemed to have found something, but there was still some confusion in his heart.
As he kept moving towards the palace, the fire around him was getting darker and darker. Few necromancers stayed here, and even the guards rarely saw him. Only the low roars were coming from the end of the palace, and he didn't know what kind of creature was making them.
Listening to the roar, Gretel felt that he was shivering all over, and his body had instinctive fear. Had it not been for the powerful vampire around him, Gretel would have been able to escape backwards.
Soon, they came to the main hall of the palace.
In the main hall, on the huge throne of white bones, there was a man with an eye mask and could not see his face clearly.
Although the distance is far, Gretel confirmed the identity of this man at the first time through his breath. He is the mysterious necromancer who left the cloud of death in his body, that is, Lord rod in the mouth of those guards.
At this time, rod's attention was not on Gretel and his wife, but on a girl with purple hair in front of him. He was holding a Book of classics and saying something helplessly.
With a sigh, rod closed his books and said, "why do you want to learn common language? I mean, you have language treasures, so you don't have to be so troublesome. "
The girl with purple hair opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something. What she sent out was a loud dragon roar. The Dragon roar came out of the palace and almost overturned the whole palace. In front of her, rod was even more helpless.
Looking at the scene in front of him, not far away, Gretel also realized that the source of the low roars he had heard before was the purple haired girl in front of him.
Soon, the girl with purple hair put on a special purple ribbon, her voice also changed, hummed and said: "I just want to learn these, what's the problem?"
"If you are interested in linguistics, I can get experts to teach you, not only a common language, but also other languages. But why do you want me to teach you? I've just mastered the common language. As for other languages, I don't understand them at all. " Rod said helplessly.
The girl with purple hair blinked a few times and looked aside. She said with a guilty heart, "I'm hungry. There seem to be two people over there. Can I eat them?"
Listening to her, rod raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by the girl with purple hair. There seemed to be two insignificant creatures. For them, rod had a little impression.
"It's you... You are the holder of the artifact! Unexpectedly, I can meet you in that state... "Seeing rod looking over, Gretel said quickly.
"I didn't expect that you could really do this. You came to the city of shadow as an ordinary necromancer across a very long distance." Rod said slowly.
Hearing the conversation between Gretel and rod, tamic was puzzled for a moment. She asked rod, "what do you mean?"
"Didn't I make it clear?" Rod shrugged. "As promised, I'll lift the cloud of death from your body." As he said this, rod raised his hand, and the dark clouds came out of Gretel's body.
Gretel only felt that his body was light, and there was no pain inside his body. His whole state was much better than before.
And in tamic's perception, Gretel at this time does not have the strong breath before. What he can show is the breath of an ordinary necromancer.
This discovery also made tamic's eyes freeze.
Along the way, tamic did not doubt Gretel's identity. Gretel's insight and wisdom were far weaker than the normal senior necromancer. However, whenever tamic felt the extremely pure and far more than all the death energy in Gretel's body, he would give up this idea.
In her view, only the most powerful, the strength is at the top of all necromancers, even more than the existence of those liches, can she have such pure death energy.
To tamic's surprise, this energy of death is not owned by Gretel himself at all. Everything Gretel relies on comes from the holder of the artifact in front of him, which is what tamic is looking for in this trip.
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Come to the palace, let Gretel feel a little unnatural is, along the way, tamic are looking at him with strange eyes.
"What's the matter?" Gretel asked helplessly, "you have been very strange since you entered the city of shadows. What happened?"
"The guard said, you are chosen by the artifact holder. Do you know the artifact holder?" Asked tamic.
"I just heard about him. It is said that he is a terrible lich, who has mastered the true meaning of death and has no flesh and blood. According to the prophecy mentioned by some necromancers, the man with two artifact will eventually rule the whole Diya. " Gretel thought about it, and answered.
"You don't seem to know the truth." After hearing what Gretel said, tamic shook his head and let out a heavy sigh.
"The truth? What's the truth? " Gretel asked, puzzled. "Do you know anything?"
"Once upon a time, the holder of the artifact was just a weak necromancer with poor strength, but he was lucky enough to win the artifact belonging to the necromancer, which led to his present achievement."
It seems that he recalled something, and tamic's eyes showed some unwilling color.
"Up to now, no Lich can restrain him in Diya. I don't know why he wants to gather the Necromancers of Diya, but it won't be good."
"Really..." Gretel asked incredulously. He had never heard of the information before. "How do you know that?"
"My master, who was once one of the immortal liches of Diya, went with the holder of the artifact to the holy city of mankind, standwick, and never came back."
Tamic sighed again.
"I can feel that the holder of the artifact must have concealed something, perhaps a unique power, or something. What I have to do is to find out the truth of all this... If I had known earlier, he would have been able to do this, even if he disobeyed the order of the lich, I would have tried to solve him ahead of time. "
"..." Gretel fell into silence. He recalled the mysterious necromancer he had met, and other creatures who seemed to have changed after listening to his words. He seemed to have found something, but there was still some confusion in his heart.
As he kept moving towards the palace, the fire around him was getting darker and darker. Few necromancers stayed here, and even the guards rarely saw him. Only the low roars were coming from the end of the palace, and he didn't know what kind of creature was making them.
Listening to the roar, Gretel felt that he was shivering all over, and his body had instinctive fear. Had it not been for the powerful vampire around him, Gretel would have been able to escape backwards.
Soon, they came to the main hall of the palace.
In the main hall, on the huge throne of white bones, there was a man with an eye mask and could not see his face clearly.
Although the distance is far, Gretel confirmed the identity of this man at the first time through his breath. He is the mysterious necromancer who left the cloud of death in his body, that is, Lord rod in the mouth of those guards.
At this time, rod's attention was not on Gretel and his wife, but on a girl with purple hair in front of him. He was holding a Book of classics and saying something helplessly.
With a sigh, rod closed his books and said, "why do you want to learn common language? I mean, you have language treasures, so you don't have to be so troublesome. "
The girl with purple hair opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something. What she sent out was a loud dragon roar. The Dragon roar came out of the palace and almost overturned the whole palace. In front of her, rod was even more helpless.
Looking at the scene in front of him, not far away, Gretel also realized that the source of the low roars he had heard before was the purple haired girl in front of him.
Soon, the girl with purple hair put on a special purple ribbon, her voice also changed, hummed and said: "I just want to learn these, what's the problem?"
"If you are interested in linguistics, I can get experts to teach you, not only a common language, but also other languages. But why do you want me to teach you? I've just mastered the common language. As for other languages, I don't understand them at all. " Rod said helplessly.
The girl with purple hair blinked a few times and looked aside. She said with a guilty heart, "I'm hungry. There seem to be two people over there. Can I eat them?"
Listening to her, rod raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by the girl with purple hair. There seemed to be two insignificant creatures. For them, rod had a little impression.
"It's you... You are the holder of the artifact! Unexpectedly, I can meet you in that state... "Seeing rod looking over, Gretel said quickly.
"I didn't expect that you could really do this. You came to the city of shadow as an ordinary necromancer across a very long distance." Rod said slowly.
Hearing the conversation between Gretel and rod, tamic was puzzled for a moment. She asked rod, "what do you mean?"
"Didn't I make it clear?" Rod shrugged. "As promised, I'll lift the cloud of death from your body." As he said this, rod raised his hand, and the dark clouds came out of Gretel's body.
Gretel only felt that his body was light, and there was no pain inside his body. His whole state was much better than before.
And in tamic's perception, Gretel at this time does not have the strong breath before. What he can show is the breath of an ordinary necromancer.
This discovery also made tamic's eyes freeze.
Along the way, tamic did not doubt Gretel's identity. Gretel's insight and wisdom were far weaker than the normal senior necromancer. However, whenever tamic felt the extremely pure and far more than all the death energy in Gretel's body, he would give up this idea.
In her view, only the most powerful, the strength is at the top of all necromancers, even more than the existence of those liches, can she have such pure death energy.
To tamic's surprise, this energy of death is not owned by Gretel himself at all. Everything Gretel relies on comes from the holder of the artifact in front of him, which is what tamic is looking for in this trip.
Come to the palace, let Gretel feel a little unnatural is, along the way, tamic are looking at him with strange eyes."What's the matter?" Gretel asked helplessly, "you have been very strange since you entered the city of shadows. What happened?""The guard said, you are chosen by the artifact holder. Do you know the artifact holder?" Asked tamic."I just heard about him. It is said that he is a terrible lich, who has mastered the true meaning of death and has no flesh and blood. According to the prophecy mentioned by some necromancers, the man with two artifact will eventually rule the whole Diya. " Gretel thought about it, and answered."You don't seem to know the truth." After hearing what Gretel said, tamic shook his head and let out a heavy sigh."The truth? What's the truth? " Gretel asked, puzzled. "Do you know anything?""Once upon a time, the holder of the artifact was just a weak necromancer with poor strength, but he was lucky enough to win the artifact belonging to the necromancer, which led to his present achievement."It seems that he recalled something, and tamic's eyes showed some unwilling color."Up to now, no Lich can restrain him in Diya. I don't know why he wants to gather the Necromancers of Diya, but it won't be good.""Really..." Gretel asked incredulously. He had never heard of the information before. "How do you know that?""My master, who was once one of the immortal liches of Diya, went with the holder of the artifact to the holy city of mankind, standwick, and never came back."Tamic sighed again."I can feel that the holder of the artifact must have concealed something, perhaps a unique power, or something. What I have to do is to find out the truth of all this... If I had known earlier, he would have been able to do this, even if he disobeyed the order of the lich, I would have tried to solve him ahead of time. ""..." Gretel fell into silence. He recalled the mysterious necromancer he had met, and other creatures who seemed to have changed after listening to his words. He seemed to have found something, but there was still some confusion in his heart.As he kept moving towards the palace, the fire around him was getting darker and darker. Few necromancers stayed here, and even the guards rarely saw him. Only the low roars were coming from the end of the palace, and he didn't know what kind of creature was making them.Listening to the roar, Gretel felt that he was shivering all over, and his body had instinctive fear. Had it not been for the powerful vampire around him, Gretel would have been able to escape backwards.Soon, they came to the main hall of the palace.In the main hall, on the huge throne of white bones, there was a man with an eye mask and could not see his face clearly.Although the distance is far, Gretel confirmed the identity of this man at the first time through his breath. He is the mysterious necromancer who left the cloud of death in his body, that is, Lord rod in the mouth of those guards.At this time, rod's attention was not on Gretel and his wife, but on a girl with purple hair in front of him. He was holding a Book of classics and saying something helplessly.With a sigh, rod closed his books and said, "why do you want to learn common language? I mean, you have language treasures, so you don't have to be so troublesome. "The girl with purple hair opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something. What she sent out was a loud dragon roar. The Dragon roar came out of the palace and almost overturned the whole palace. In front of her, rod was even more helpless.Looking at the scene in front of him, not far away, Gretel also realized that the source of the low roars he had heard before was the purple haired girl in front of him.Soon, the girl with purple hair put on a special purple ribbon, her voice also changed, hummed and said: "I just want to learn these, what's the problem?""If you are interested in linguistics, I can get experts to teach you, not only a common language, but also other languages. But why do you want me to teach you? I've just mastered the common language. As for other languages, I don't understand them at all. " Rod said helplessly.The girl with purple hair blinked a few times and looked aside. She said with a guilty heart, "I'm hungry. There seem to be two people over there. Can I eat them?"Listening to her, rod raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by the girl with purple hair. There seemed to be two insignificant creatures. For them, rod had a little impression."It's you... You are the holder of the artifact! Unexpectedly, I can meet you in that state... "Seeing rod looking over, Gretel said quickly."I didn't expect that you could really do this. You came to the city of shadow as an ordinary necromancer across a very long distance." Rod said slowly.Hearing the conversation between Gretel and rod, tamic was puzzled for a moment. She asked rod, "what do you mean?""Didn't I make it clear?" Rod shrugged. "As promised, I'll lift the cloud of death from your body." As he said this, rod raised his hand, and the dark clouds came out of Gretel's body.Gretel only felt that his body was light, and there was no pain inside his body. His whole state was much better than before.And in tamic's perception, Gretel at this time does not have the strong breath before. What he can show is the breath of an ordinary necromancer.This discovery also made tamic's eyes freeze.Along the way, tamic did not doubt Gretel's identity. Gretel's insight and wisdom were far weaker than the normal senior necromancer. However, whenever tamic felt the extremely pure and far more than all the death energy in Gretel's body, he would give up this idea.In her view, only the most powerful, the strength is at the top of all necromancers, even more than the existence of those liches, can she have such pure death energy.To tamic's surprise, this energy of death is not owned by Gretel himself at all. Everything Gretel relies on comes from the holder of the artifact in front of him, which is what tamic is looking for in this trip.
