i have a dead world

Chapter 108 Business Expansion
"trade?"

Garcia was taken aback, he was a little confused.

You arrested me and said seriously that you want to do business with me?
Which businessman in the world would be so barbaric!
"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking about how to get out of trouble, how to inform the wizards in Snowy Night Castle to help you leave the city of the dead."

Yan Yumo's eyes stared at the eyes of the young wizard. The pupils of the beautiful woman made the young wizard flustered. He felt that he had been seen through.

How does this woman know what I'm thinking? Can she read minds?

"No, I didn't. God misunderstood you." Garcia's tone was very weak, and his confidence was seriously lacking.

"I don't care what's on your mind."

Yan Yumo looked at Garcia calmly, and said meaningfully: "Do you know why this place is called the City of the Dead?"

Garcia asked tentatively, "Because there are many undead here?"

"Nonsense." Edra cursed, causing Garcia to roll his eyes. I'm not one of you, so how do I know why this city is named that way.

Yan Yumo smiled and said, "Because we serve a real god, Lord Death."

"grim Reaper?!"

Garcia was surprised, this envoy really served a god?
That is the existence enshrined in the higher planes in the legend. The gods are omnipotent, each has a priesthood, and masters the magic and power of heaven and earth.

"Yes, Death."

Yan Yumo nodded and said, "So I don't care if you think about running away, or if you're worried about Xueye Castle's revenge."

"In my opinion, or in Lord Reaper's view, the wizards in Snowy Night Castle can scare any force on the Esk Continent, but they will never make Lord Reaper frown."

"As a wizard, you should know how noble and powerful the gods are. No matter how many wizards are, they are ants to the gods, and they are not enough to threaten the gods."

Yan Yumo said with a smile: "It is an act of blasphemy that you invaded the city of the undead today out of nowhere, but Lord Reaper is very curious about you, or curious about your divination skills."

"Are gods also curious about prophecy? It's just a subject for wizards. Don't gods know prophecy?"

Garcia was a little confused, just now the city lord was still calling my prophecy a parallel import, and now the god of death favors me so much?

Moreover, Garcia didn't understand very much. The teacher once told him that gods are all superior beings, omnipotent and omniscient, and it's just a prophecy. Could it be that gods don't know the principle and can't perform prophecy?

"You should know that each god has a different priesthood. Lord Death is not the God of Destiny, so he naturally doesn't know how to predict."

Yan Yumo said frankly: "Of course, if you think that you can use the fact that God does not understand prophecy to deceive God, then you are only asking for your own death."

"Master Reaper is better at creating and cultivating powerful undead, just like the undead you saw today. Do you think that if Lord Reaper is offended and the sea of ​​undead swarms out, will Snow Night Castle be able to resist?"

Faced with Yan Yumo's question, Garcia shuddered. He had learned about the horror of the undead in wizard books, and the undead's crowd tactics are terrifying tactics popular in all planes.

It will make the wizards desperate to kill the undead who are not clean.And not to mention that these undead are very powerful in themselves, at least Garcia doesn't think that the wizards in Snow Night Castle can resist the undead sea tactics in the city of the undead.

If there is really a god of death in this city, then the city of the undead is definitely more than a huge skeleton more than ten meters high, and there are even more and more powerful undead that have not yet been summoned.

Thinking of this, Garcia became even more frightened.

Yan Yumo looked at the silent Garcia, and she continued: "In the face of powerful forces, the so-called fate is an established fact, and the prophecy cannot change the ending."

This sentence made Garcia tremble all over, and he felt as if he had a deeper understanding of prophecy.

An Baichen naturally didn't know that the casual sentence he taught Yan Yumo made Garcia even more confused, and he continued to order: "Tell him the content of the transaction."

"What kind of deal does God Envoy want to make with me?"

"I hope you can become a servant of Death."

Yan Yumo said: "Serve the god of death with me, and in return, the god of death will give you the power to drive the undead."

"The power of the undead?"

Garcia's expression was a little hesitant, he could hear the meaning of Yan Yumo's words, this envoy didn't need to make wizard potions by herself, she wanted to sell herself to the god of death!

Of course, it is undeniable that the power of the undead is indeed very powerful. The more mysterious and novel things are, the more wizards like to touch them.

"I have observed your battle outside the city today. You should not be good at fighting. You rely on the knight guards a lot in battle, right?"

"Yes, my discipline is not a combat discipline. I prefer research rather than combat."

Garcia nodded: "But every wizard must learn to fight, this is the rule of Snow Night Castle."

"I can understand that living in a chaotic continent, the more advanced knowledge you have, the more you must learn to protect yourself."

Yan Yumo nodded and said: "The City of the Dead and Lord Reaper will provide you with sufficient security. Even if you go out to practice, you can have a large number of undead guards to follow, which are stronger than your knight guards."

Garcia nodded. He really agreed with the power of the undead, after all, he had just been defeated by the undead army.

"So what exactly do I need to do?" Garcia asked.

If it is just to serve the god of death, there are too many ways, and Garcia doesn't think that sitting at home to burn a few sticks of incense and kowtow to the god of death is considered serving.

There is no free lunch in this world, especially when it comes to gods like Death who are clearly not good gods.Since it is stated that it is a transaction, the two parties must pay each other.

"You need to use your prophecy to find the sacrifices that Lord Death needs, and at the same time help build the city of the undead, research some new ideas, for example, can wizard potions be used on undead? Can you use wizard means? To improve the undead?"

Yan Yumo said with a smile: "Actually, you are very similar to Lord Reaper, who also likes to study new things. Maybe you will please Lord Reaper."

"Then do I need to sign any contract, or be cursed?"

Garcia paused, and looked at Yan Yumo tentatively with some hesitation.

In the group of wizards, in order to restrain disobedient wizard servants, wizards will use some means to restrain each other, forcing them to obey their orders, and at the same time not to hurt themselves.

Previously, Garcia could automatically request to provide his own technology to the city of the dead in order to save his life, but at that time he only thought of offering to sell his knowledge in a short period of time to protect his life.

But if you want to become a servant of the god of death, who knows how long it will be, and whether you will be trapped and bound by some curse issued by the god.

Garcia doesn't want to lose his freedom if he can.

"Need not."

Yan Yumo took out a piece of parchment from her arms and handed it to Garcia: "This is just a medium to contact Lord Death, and it has no binding force on you. This is a deal, and you can refuse it even if you don't want to."

Seeing Yan Yumo with a calm expression and even a hint of disdain, Garcia was confused: "My lord envoy, are you not afraid that I will run away?"

It was the first time he had seen such a person. Should it be said that she was open-minded?Or should I say she is confident?

If you catch yourself, you have to make a deal with yourself, even if you don't make a deal, it doesn't matter, you can leave if you want.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Yan Yumo said calmly: "Master Reaper doesn't care about Snowy Night Castle. To kill all the wizards, you only need a larger army of undead."

"Even if you leave the city of the dead with it and go back to Snowy Night Castle; even if you go to Snowy Night Castle to find your teacher and bring wizards to attack the city of the dead, it's fine, as long as you are not afraid of death."

Facing the parchment handed over by Yan Yumo, Garcia hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, I agree."

Garcia was moved by what Yan Yumo said.

The main reason is that this woman repeatedly hinted in her words that "there is a god behind me", "the god is very powerful", "the god doesn't care about your Snowy Night Castle", "I don't need to give you any curses and contracts to restrain you", "the god is a cow "Such ideas and information.

The more casual Yan Yumo's attitude was, the more Garcia was unsure about the details of the City of the Dead. If everything was really as the envoy said, then Garcia would not dare to contact Snowy Night Castle rashly. He would not dare to bring danger to Snowy Night. In the night castle.

In a word, there is a boss behind her, a boss that Snow Ye Castle can't afford to offend.

"Smart decision."

Yan Yumo smiled: "Drop your blood on the parchment, and you can communicate with Lord Death."

In fact, the so-called deal requires Garcia to be loyal to the city of the undead, but it sounds better as a deal, to give the young wizard a face, so as not to be too exciting, he would rather die than surrender.

"There is the bedroom of the city lord, you can use it temporarily, contact Lord Death."

Yan Yumo pointed to the inside of the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, and Garcia nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he took the parchment and walked towards the bedroom. He wanted to see if there really was a god.

Every wizard has a strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge, and it is precisely because of this character that they can master more advanced knowledge and magic skills.

Edra watched Garcia leave here, and couldn't help sighing: "It seems that we have another companion."

"This is the order of Lord Reaper."

After Yan Yumo finished speaking, Edra asked curiously: "If this wizard rejects the deal in the end, will you really let him go?"

Yan Yumo smiled, nodded and said, "Of course I will let him go."

I am willing to let him go, but Lord Reaper is not willing.

If Garcia was really unwilling to work for An Baichen, then he would not be able to leave the city of the dead, and would eventually die here.

A wizard who attacked the city of the dead, didn't pay any price, and then left the city of the dead?
Sorry, An Baichen feels that he is not so generous.

If Garcia finally agrees to the deal and is willing to accept the power of the undead and work for himself, then An Baichen intends to use Garcia's line to gain a deeper understanding of Snow Night Castle.

"I heard that wizards are very rich, and their pockets are full of secret stones and fantasy items."

An Baichen sat on the sofa and pondered: "I can consider expanding the business of summoning the undead to the Snowy Night Castle, so that the majority of wizards can know the benefits of the undead. In the future, wizards will not bring knight guards with them when they go out, but have a death guard for everyone." That is the most correct course of action.”

"Of course, the premise now is to deal with this young wizard."

An Baichen thought, if the next contact went well, he felt that it was necessary for him to create a ghost guard for the young wizard in the name of summoning the undead.

To monitor him in the name of protection, until An Baichen's city of the undead is really strong enough not to be afraid of Snowy Night Castle, instead of relying on tricks to fool young wizards.

An Baichen remembered that he saw in the Lich's experimental notes the related method of Death to control servants. The owner of the Lich's Notes was controlled by such means at the beginning, and could not betray and hurt Death.

With the increasing number of undead summoners, An Baichen felt that he urgently needed such a method to control the undead summoners under his hands.

However, An Baichen never found any related fantasy items. He guessed that the level of the undead world was not high enough, and he could not use the breath of the undead to realize the control method or create related control items.

An Baichen sighed: "It seems that I should seize the time to upgrade the undead world, and see if I can create a means to closely control the undead summoner."

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　　(Singing fluently.)
　　


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