Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 294

Macy's appearance actually explained to the scum of Shuangfengling what "magic is the primary productive force".

In an instant, tons and tons of ice and mud on the top of the cliff, engulfed by the magic power of the ghost, soared into the sky in a posture that completely violated the law of gravity, fell from the edge of the cliff, and fell into the mountains;
Under the veil of night, the precipitous peaks of the mountains were suddenly reverberated by the falling mud river, which made people feel like thunder rolling and raging waves coming.

Amidst the deafening noise, Lord Shuangfeng Ridge couldn't care less about working, drinking and sighing. He bent down in a hurry and looked into the huge deep pit dug out by Messi.

——Actually, it’s no wonder the lord is so impatient;
Because Xia Houyan's education in online novels since he was a child told him that any ancient tomb should have funeral objects!

Not to mention the majestic mausoleum of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum, even if a local rich man was buried in the coffin, the corpse would still have a piece of jade rice in its mouth, wouldn't it?
And Lord Frost Maple Ridge, who will have to pay the "Wilf Coupon" a few years later, has already felt a sense of crisis in his heart at this moment——

Compared to resurrecting the corpses of ancient elf heroes into death knights, digging out some elf artifacts from this "Heroic Cliff" might be more attractive to you.

Think about it, the ancient elf empire!

This majestic regime that once ruled the mainland thousands of years ago, its deep financial resources have long been proved by the numerous treasures in the treasure house of Dragon Bone Peak. Make a fortune and become king in the barren land of Soulbreaker!
And according to the legend of the mainland, there are even eleven other treasure places on the mainland that have the same scale as the treasure house of Dragon Bone Peak!

——In other words, even the Human Empire, the Glorious Federation, and the Demon Race, which have been developed for thousands of years, may have already surpassed the ancestors of the elves thousands of years ago in terms of technological strength and scientific development, but when it comes to pure wealth accumulation, these three regimes But he's not even worthy of giving shoes to the ancient elf empire!
Messi, as an aggregate of thousands of resentful spirits in the wasteland, knows all about the big and small things in the land of the broken soul;

According to Messi, this "Heroic Cliff" is the place where the ancient elf empire buried epic heroes!

Since the person buried is epic, then the treasures buried with these dead ghosts should also be epic, right?
Xia Houyan can imagine it, if one day the empire's dragon slaying hero and sword master "Thunder Dragon" Samuel kicked his legs to meet the Supreme Holy God (without any intention of cursing the old man), then the imperial court would How many rare treasures were taken out to add honor to this human hero!
At the same time that Messi was digging pits with ghostly magic power, the poor and crazy Lord Frost Maple Ridge had imagined in his mind that he dug out all kinds of precious gems, magic props and elf swords from the ancient elves' graves;
However, when he really looked into the pit, Xia Houyan was a little dumbfounded:
Even though the night was dim, he could still see clearly under the reflection of the cold moonlight—there was no ancient elf warrior lying on the dark soil layer. There is no such thing as a sharp blade in the world, and there is no heavenly treasure of the ancient sword master "the epee has no edge, and it is ingenious, and it was rampant in the world before the age of 40", or even the "vegetation, wood, bamboo and stone" that "can be used as a sword" "nothing!

In the burial ground of the ancient elf warriors who were forcibly dug open by Messi's ghostly magic power, there are only piles of scattered skeletons and bones!

——But judging from the proportions of the bones, these are indeed the remains of the elves.

"Is there no burial object?" The lord raised his head stupidly, looking at the wasteland wraith floating in the air.

Messi made a disdainful (▼ヘ▼#) expression, and said dryly:

"The elves in ancient times were very pure. For them, spiritual enrichment is far more important than material wealth... Being able to sleep in the embrace of the land that belongs to the elf mother god is the greatest consolation for the dead brave , why would you need a bunch of cumbersome extras?"

Xia Houyan said in his heart that these dead ghosts don't need it, but I do!

The troll chief Tanaka Bloodfang on the side seemed to agree with the ancient elves' natural philosophy, nodded and murmured:

"It makes sense... and the burial does not include burial objects, and it can also prevent the hero's tomb from being destroyed by some grave robbers who covet wealth. It can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone..."

As the saying goes, those who speak are unintentional, but those who listen are interested. Master Laurie took a peek at the lord, and sure enough, he found that a certain "grave robber who coveted wealth" had a bad look on his face.

"Okay, boss, don't think about what you have. You are not satisfied with getting some corpses of ancient elf heroes as undead creatures?" Messi shook his spherical body and persuaded earnestly, " Greed is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant..."

"It's up to you!" Xia Houyan rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands, and was about to start chanting a spell to create a death knight.

Wraith Messi stopped drinking: "Wait a minute, boss!"

"What's wrong?" Xia Houyan just uttered the first Aeolian ancient rune syllable of the spell, but was suddenly interrupted by Messi, and almost lost his temper-fortunately, he just started reciting the spell, if he didn't A magician with a little practice was forcibly interrupted at the end of the chanting, and it might even cause a magical backlash and explode to death!
Messi said cautiously:

"Boss, don't rush to chant the mantra. We have two questions at the moment."

"Talk." Xia Houyan rubbed his stomach, full of displeasure.

"First, I found that my judgment seems to be a bit wrong..." Messi laughed, "...It seems that the blessing of the elf mother god seems to have limited effect. Although the bones of these elf heroes are still there, the meat They're all rotten—if you remember, the resurrection technique requires a basically complete body to resurrect a zombie, and the revamped resurrection technique to create a death knight requires the same..."

Xia Houyan was stunned for a moment.

"Moreover," Messi mercilessly inflicted another spiritual crit, "the reason why death knights are powerful is because the ghost magic power will transform the armor of the dead warrior into ghost metal - but as you can see, these gangs The elven heroes don’t have any armor at all, even if you revive them, this Wraith thinks that the fighting power of a few light pig knights should not be strong..."

Xia Houyan was about to die of anger:

"Then you mean, we ran for nothing this trip?"

"You won several gold coins from me playing mahjong." Master Laurie put his hands in his hands and said vaguely.

"No!" Messi revealed a mysterious smile, and said slyly, "Actually, there is another kind of master-level necromancer magic, which can create servants of the undead without requiring the integrity of the corpse—that is 'spirituality'! "

"'Spiritualism'?" Xia Houyan and Master Laurie looked at each other.

Obviously, even Master Laurie, who is well-informed and has a lot of research on forbidden magic, has never heard of this unpopular necromancer magic.

"Yes!" Macy happily began to promote the new product of necromancy spells, "The function of 'Spiritualism' is to condense the strong resentment left in the bones of the dead to form a spirit body like this Lord Wraith! You It is entirely possible to use the bones of these ancient elf heroes to create a group of wraith servants. Although they have no physical combat power, the wraith's magic and curse ability is also first-class, comparable to low-level necromancers, and it is a must for home travel. Excellent product!"

Xia Houyan pinched his chin, and nodded if he realized something:

Indeed, the factions of undead creatures are too complicated. For example, the zombies or death knights he created in the past are all fundamentalist undead creatures with flesh and blood entities, and Simon Adrian's (fifty silver coins) personal disciple, "Death The "Gap" Jimmy Davis created the "Odd Spirit Art" school, which specializes in summoning and controlling illusory resentful spirits!

In the case that the bodies of the ancient elf heroes are rotten and cannot be resurrected as death knights, it is indeed a good way to make up for it after changing the way of thinking and transforming them into wraiths that do not need a body!
The essence of Wraith spirits is similar to that of Messi. Since they have no physical flesh and blood, they have almost no physical combat capabilities, but they can use magic and terrifying curses to cause killing and destruction in another way!

In the history of the empire, there has never been a lack of unlucky villages and towns where corpses were scattered all over the fields and families were destroyed due to the curse of the resentful spirits. The plagues in the history of the Haven Continent were often plagued by the figures of resentful spirits.

"In addition, there is a second question." Messi continued, "No matter what method of summoning undead creatures, as long as the bones of creatures are needed, there is a minimum requirement-that is, at least every creature The dead bodies must be able to be gathered together, not mixed and scattered!
"And as you can see, all the bones of the elves in this ancient elf tomb have been messed up and mixed together by the years, so before performing the ritual to revive the wraith, we must first play a 'bone puzzle' to combine the bones belonging to the same dead The bones converged together..."

"Grind the pineapple!" Eldridge cursed, "It's okay to fight the bones... These ancient hunks, ah, are no longer human! Who knows which bone, ah, who is who..."

"It's simple." Messi smacked his lips, "I can cast a spell to temporarily mark the rhythm of life contained in these bones with different colors of magic fluorescence, and you can distinguish the dead according to this—but, since this wraith will last Casting spells, so there must be some unlucky guy who gets his hands dirty and is responsible for sorting out the bones according to the fluorescent colors."

Hearing this, the eyes of several Shuangfengling scum all pointed at someone.

Tom Lawrence swears and jumps down the pothole, ready to do the dirty work.

I have to say that the efficiency of this wave of cooperation between humans and ghosts is quite high:
In less than two hours, the director of the Political Department of Shuangfengling, who was out of breath and hunched over, gathered eight piles of elf bones, which belonged to eight dead ancient elf heroes;
In fact, there are far more than these eight piles of ancient elf bones in this elf tomb. However, considering that the lord only has a monthly limit of ten master-level magic spells, and there is still room for resurrecting important people, Lawrence sorted out these eight piles. A pile of white bones is enough - as for the rest, it can be used next month, and the water will flow forever.

The four senior officials of Shuangfengling who had been watching from the sidelines finally got busy:

According to Messi's instructions, they placed a stone here and drew a white line there, and finally came up with a decent ritual array: it is different from the traditional "necromancy" magic that just chanting a spell and you're done. The magic of the "Heavenly Spirit Art" faction has a sense of ritual, and it is necessary to simply arrange the environment when casting a spell.

In the end, Xia Houyan held up a pile of elf bones in disgust and placed them in the center of the magic circle, and then used the oil from the oil lamp he carried with him to light a few flames around the hexagram magic circle before he stood in the position of the spell caster. The place read out the "spirituality" incantation taught by Macy himself.

Amidst the particularly awkward sound of the ancient Aeolian rune, the ghostly shadow of Comrade Hades once again appeared in the air, and a trembling cold wind blew across the hill——

——However, nothing happened.

The phantom of Yan Wangye quickly dissipated into the air, as if he had farted.

The pile of elven bones in the center of the magic circle was also motionless.

Several pairs of piercing eyes looked at Messi in the air at the same time.

"Why didn't it work?" Xia Houyan was also confused, "What about the wraith that was supposed to be summoned?"

The expression of the Wraith Ball is also a little confused: "It shouldn't be... Logically speaking, I have already felt the flow of the magic power to extract the resentment in your spell..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and Eldridge suddenly said:

"Stop, friend! If I, ah, heard correctly, this chicken magic seems to extract some resentment from the corpse? But these are not all, ah, heroically sacrificed elf machos, ah, all of them Breaking away from low-level interests, how can there be any grievances in life? Use their bones to create grievances, ah, I'm afraid they are living in a dream?"

"Fuck!" Messi cursed, obviously aware of the problem.

This group of ancient elven heroes with incomparably noble morality all passed away with a peaceful mind of returning to the embrace of the mother god—how much resentment can the mother draw from these nearly saintly corpses?

"This..." Master Laurie opened his mouth wide, "Then what should we do? They have already hiccupped peacefully, and we can't travel through time and space, so we can scold them before they die and let them die with hatred..."

Master's words made the lord suddenly tremble.

Xia Houyan narrowed his eyes, murmured maliciously:

"Traveling through time and space is obviously not possible, but when it comes to creating resentment... Is there a possibility that even after people die, we can let their bones breed hatred and malice?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Master Laurie snorted, "Let the dead hate you? This kind of naked miracle, even the Supreme Holy Spirit can't do it!"

Xia Houyan shrugged:

"The Supreme Holy Spirit may not be able to do it, but I know someone who may be able to do it..."

——In the middle of the next night, Bob Brook boarded the Cliff of Heroes.

(End of this chapter)