I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 500 I am the Han envoy, apologize to me (6.5k)

Wen Yan was not too surprised that the news spread so quickly. The undead in the Sea of ​​​​Undead have a different way of thinking than normal people.

But he had been too high-profile in the Sea of ​​the Dead before. According to Born, all the undead in the Sea of ​​the Dead were waiting for the arrival of the king.

People like Bourne, who have seen Wen Yan, would definitely not say anything nonsense, but there are probably many undead who have not seen Wen Yan and would like everyone to know that the Sea of ​​​​Undead has risen.

Everyone knows that the Sea of ​​the Undead is a damn place where endless undead can drown anything that falls in. But everyone also knows that outside the Sea of ​​the Undead, a single undead is just a standard sewer worker.

However, there are intelligent undead in the Sea of ​​Undead. Not all of them, but at least most of them want to leave the Sea of ​​Undead. They want to complete a transition, even if it is a false transition that they are summoned to do.

However, now there is an undead creature in the world, and it has specially asked someone to convey a message to show its goodwill. What does this mean?
What is an undead creature? Isn't it just the dead?

But Wen Yan heard it clearly. Born conveyed his words word for word, and even specifically said that these were the original words.

Wen Yan wondered whether he should give it a try and let this guy try to summon him?
But after thinking about it, he decided to give up. He would try again when he had the chance. Now he wanted to choose a safer way first and then deal with it if it didn't work.

I asked Born to introduce how the normal undead summoning is done. I listened roughly and understood the mechanism.

When normal undead are summoned, only the soul fire is summoned. The body has to be prepared in the real world, as well as various materials. It cannot be brought up directly from the Sea of ​​Undead.

If they are completely dead, they are dead. If they are unsummoned or their bodies are destroyed, they will return to the Sea of ​​the Undead again. Generally speaking, most of the summoned undead will not die completely.

But there are actually many ways to completely kill the summoned undead. The intelligent undead will take the initiative to run away and fall into the sea of ​​​​undead when things are impossible to do anything.

Therefore, it is somewhat difficult for Wen Yan to go up with the help of summoning. After all, he is not a real undead. He is a living person with flesh and blood. If there were not several passive beings supporting him, he would not be able to survive here.

After much thought, I decided to try to summon the Ghost Horse first, speed up and rush out first.

The road home was just ahead, but he had no way of knowing how far it was because he hadn't opened the entire map.

When he had the huge logistics and black box support of the Lieyang Tribe, opening the entire map was a piece of cake, and all kinds of calculations could be prepared in advance. Now that he couldn't use the black box, he was still not used to it.

I'll have to give some suggestions to the experts from the Lieyang Department later.

Wen Yan jumped off the big ship in the town and landed on countless skeletons. He stretched out his hand, took out a stack of paper money for offering, closed his eyes, and stood in front of the fifth door.

Every time he saw the horse stepping on paper money on the door, he felt a little unbearable, but as long as it was not a frontal photo, everything was fine.

The sixth door has been opened, and a faint blue flame is flowing. Wen Yan stretched out a hand and pressed it on the head of the relief of the ghost warhorse.

The Revenant Horse has no body, and can even benefit from his speed bonus, so it should be regarded as his mount by default.

Even if we take into account that this is purgatory, the Sea of ​​the Dead is the natural home ground, so it should be possible.

Wen Yan was afraid that it wouldn't work, so he tried to transform the power through the sixth door and bless it with the violent sun.

In the outside world, Wen Yan closed his eyes. A faint blue flame appeared on the offering paper money. An extremely powerful force was added to it. Wen Yan threw it out and it fell into the sea of ​​undead.

The paper money burning with ghostly blue flames sank beneath the countless skeletons and soon disappeared.

After the investment, there was no movement.

At the same time, at Wen Yan's house, the ghost horse neighed and cried out.

The cat flapped its wings, surprised and happy.

"Wen Yan is looking for you?!"

Suddenly, the house was in chaos, and the cat landed on the dining table with its head held high.

"Stop arguing, let me do it, do you understand?
Get up!

You go tell Wen Yan and try to open the door to find him, but the door cannot be opened.

Gauss said he went to hell and couldn't find his way back, so he gave him a contact number and asked him to find someone to lead the way.

Then let the other party ask Gauss for the debt.

Why are you all looking at me? Am I the kind of person who eats by myself and lets others pay for the bill?
When Wen Yan is not at home, I am the only source of income for our family!
This is what Gauss himself said! "

As Sparrow Cat spoke with his head held high, the butler had quietly brought over a scroll, asked the Ghost Horse to open its mouth, and stuffed the scroll into its mouth.

The butler touched the warhorse's neck and whispered instructions.

"This is what Mr. Gauss gave me. You should be able to take it. Good horse, it's up to you. You must bring the gentleman back. When you come back, I will find you some high-quality goods to supplement your meal."

The warhorse could not wait any longer. It neighed, raised its front hooves and stomped on the ground. A crack appeared on the ground. It rushed into the crack and disappeared. After the crack disappeared, the ground remained the same as before.

On the other side, Wen Yan remained silent and waited quietly. There was no movement for a long time. Before, he always appeared very quickly.

After waiting for two minutes, Wen Yan suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.

At this time, there was no movement outside, but Wen Yan knew that he had succeeded.

The relief of a horse trampling on paper money on the fifth door had already rushed out of the gate and disappeared.

Now he realized that this was not a forced summoning, but he issued the summons and the ghost horse responded, then it would appear.

Come to think of it, forced summoning didn't quite fit his idea.

Suddenly, the quiet Sea of ​​the Dead began to vibrate slightly, which soon turned into violent vibrations, as if huge waves suddenly rose from the calm sea surface.

Not far ahead, countless bones rose up and turned into a small hill.

In an instant, the hill exploded, and dark blue flames gushed out, turning into a pillar of fire that shot up into the sky.

In just a few minutes, the stack of paper money that Wen Yan had thrown into the Sea of ​​the Dead had sunk to who knows where.

At this time, the place where the ghost horse responded to the call was deep in the Sea of ​​​​Dead.

Amid the gushing flames, a roar resounded through heaven and earth, and a blue-green lightning rushed out from the ground and appeared in front of Wen Yan in an instant.

Unlike the past, this time it is not a body of stone, but a body of skeletons, because there may not be any stone to be found here.

The ground that you can't see under your feet is still covered with bones.

It looks like a horse's body, but it has a single horn on its forehead and even a pair of wings on its body. These wings also look like they are pieced together.

One side looked like a flesh wing, and the other side looked like a feather wing, but only bones were left, without a trace of flesh and blood.

The tail looked like a string of triangular bones, and attached to the hind legs was a hideous demon skull with horns.

There was a blue-green flame burning in the eyes of the ghost horse, and it rushed to Wen Yan happily.

Born, who was behind, wanted to do something, but after just one encounter, he knew that this was another high-level undead, and the difference in status was enough to crush him.

Bourne stood respectfully at the back, and couldn't help but think of the last time the king... Oh no, the boss asked him, what if he was not the Undead King.

Being able to directly summon his high-level undead mount from the sea of ​​​​the undead, is it possible for anyone else to do this except the king of the high-level undead?

The boss is really...what's the word, oh, humorous.

Moreover, the bones on the boss's mount are not ordinary bones in the Sea of ​​​​Undead. They should be some powerful creatures that once fell into the Sea of ​​​​Undead and died here. The main body of the skeleton should be a sacred unicorn.

As for the obviously mismatched wings, tail, and the extra demon skull hanging on it, Bourne couldn't recognize them, but it was definitely not simple.

That demon might be the one that the boss killed, and he kept the other's head as a trophy.

Wen Yan looked at the new skin of the Ghost Horse and reached out to touch the horse's cheek and neck.

"Good horse, you're here at the right time."

The warhorse opened its mouth and spit out a scroll made of unknown material, and neighed with no idea what it was going to say.

Wen Yan didn't quite understand what was said, but he could roughly grasp the meaning. Moreover, after opening it and taking a look, he knew that among the people he knew, only Gauss could do it.

There were a large number of magical symbols and patterns on it, and there were also some empty spaces with some notes written in artistic fonts.

What this means is that this scroll can summon a devil broker. Gauss purchased things before through this devil broker. If Wen Yan can't find the way back from Purgatory, he can contact this guy. This guy is very familiar with Purgatory and will definitely have a way.

If the devil broker is not happy with this, just beat him to death. It will definitely not be an injustice anyway.

As for other things, Wen Yan doesn't need to worry about them.

Wen Yan took a look at the scroll and put it away first. Gauss was also thoughtful, knowing that Purgatory was more troublesome.

"Good horse, well done." He continued to praise the warhorse, and the warhorse flapped its wings, ready to take off.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up, and he jumped on the horse, letting the warhorse try to see if it could fly.

A faint blue power floated on the warhorse's wings. As it flapped and galloped wildly, it turned into a long halo tail and rushed up to the sky.

After flying up, before Wen Yan had time to feel the sensation of taking off, the first thing he saw was the boundless sea of ​​undead, and the direction in his heart was still very far away.

The disadvantage of only displaying the navigation direction but no distance is revealed.

Let the ghost horse fly to the highest point, Wen Yan looked into the distance, there was no cloud, mist or water vapor, no obstruction, but even though he could see the farthest distance, he still couldn't see the limit of this sea of ​​the dead.

I didn't even see any curvature similar to that of the surface of the Blue Planet. Either this place is flat, or it is bigger than the Blue Planet. Either way, it is not a good result.

It doesn't matter if Wen Yan is alone, he can handle it. He can ride a warhorse and gallop for several days in a row and he is fine, but Lucy definitely can't handle it.

After much thought, I decided to try a safer approach first.

Landing on the ground again, Wen Yan was thinking about how to find someone to help. It was recommended by Gauss. Regardless of anything else, he definitely has the ability to do the job.

But considering that Gauss said that if the other party was not happy, he would be beaten to death, and excluding Gauss's attitude towards the devil, this devil broker is probably not a good person.

That’s right, they are all devils and brokers, how can they still be good people.

It is impossible for a good bird to have both of these identities and still be alive.

Necessary preparations are still necessary.

Wen Yan rummaged through the bag and pulled out a twenty-eight-sided seal, which was the spoils of war, with the impression of the review.

The special effect is that the person holding the seal can have fourteen identities.

But there is a negative buff. When there are identities with lower hatred values, there will inevitably be some identities with higher hatred values, which is difficult to control.

Because the number of experiments is too small, the existing results are not sufficient to completely determine its mechanism.

After taking out the review seal, Wen Yan saw the Ghost Horse. After thinking about it, he reached out and touched the empty side of the seal, trying to add an identity to himself.

The most suitable identity for him now should be the Death Knight, right?
Then summoning the devil is quite appropriate, and getting to know the Lord of Pain is also quite appropriate. Anyway, it is best not to directly contact the devil broker with your current identity.

As his fingers rubbed, some marks gradually appeared on the surface of the seal.

When the engraved traces gradually became clearer, Wen Yan tried it on his hand to see what the words were. When he saw those words, Wen Yan was completely stunned.

Seal of the Han envoy.

He wanted to cosplay a Death Knight, but it was difficult with just the skin. He needed a real identity, or at least one that was recognized by the rules.

In this case, the method used to summon the undead is useless to him, but as long as he changes into the identity of a death knight, he should be able to get the approval of the ceremony.

After all, what he needed was not something of high standard, but an introduction and a path.

The question is, what does this seal of the Han envoy mean?
He is in purgatory, does that count as a mission?
Moreover, these four words should not be on the seal of the Han envoy, right?
Before Wen Yan could figure it out, the moment this thing appeared, some deathly and murderous aura began to emerge from him.

Sensing this breath, the Ghost Horse was the most excited, and it dived directly into the sea of ​​undead.

When it was summoned just now, it had already sunk into the depths of the Sea of ​​the Dead. It was attracted by the physical object that best matched its possession, which was the remains of this skeleton warhorse.

Of course, the skeleton was incomplete at that time, and the Ghost Horse found things to complete it himself. At that time, he saw some other things next to the skeleton.

Now it felt Wen Yan's breath, which seemed very similar to the breath of those things, so it hurried to go look for it.

Ten minutes later, the ghost horse rushed back with a tattered armor on its back and a mask in its mouth.

The armor seemed to be made of metal, but there was no rust. It was tattered and the cloak was only a foot long.

The mask is the same, it looks like metal, feels like bone, and has a very light texture. It doesn't look ferocious at all, but rather calm and composed, like a person with brows lowered, in deep thought.

The prompt did not respond. The power of this thing may have been exhausted. It might be the former owner of the Revenant Charger skin.

Wen Yan brought the mask close to his face. The deathly aura emanating from him immediately attracted the mask and pressed it onto his face. At this moment, when he looked again, the world turned black and white.

In black and white, the only thing that stands out is the souls.

The body of the Ghost Horse, the soul fire of Bourne, the soul of Lucy...

Looking into the distance, the only color you can see is still the soul fire of the dead.

"Good job, horse."

Bourne stood there, watching quietly. He was not surprised. It seemed that his boss liked to disguise his identity. He had disguised himself as a member of the Winchester family before, and now after summoning his mount, he seemed to want to disguise himself as a undead knight for fun.

As expected of the boss, he is in the mood and has the energy to play. An ordinary undead like him would never think about these things.

After changing his skin, Wen Yan looked at the review seal to see what the corresponding other identity was. It was his own identity, nothing special, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he asked Lucy to put away the town ship. He stood on the Sea of ​​​​the Dead and used the scroll to start contacting the devil broker that Gauss mentioned.

If this doesn't work, then he can only rush out on his warhorse.

Wisps of black smoke emerged from the scroll and gradually turned into a chubby little face. Before the face had completely taken shape, a slightly flattering voice came out first.

"Dear Lord Demon, your most loyal servant, the Devil Broker, comes here to obey your call."

When the Devil Broker's black smoke head condensed and he saw everything in front of him clearly, he was dumbfounded.

It wasn't the Lord of Pain who was looking for him, but a Death Knight.

No, this is the Sea of ​​the Dead!
This momentum, this mount, and that demon skull...

Wait, higher undead!
This is the Death Knight!

Looking at the thing that summoned him, it was a scroll with the mark of the Lord of Pain on it. Was he introduced by the Lord of Pain?
The Devil's Broker quickly reviewed the available information.

His expression remained the same flattering one.

“My dear lord, please forgive my intrusion, I thought it was the Demon King who was looking for me.

May I ask how I can help you? "

"I need you to complete a summoning in this world. I want to go back."

"Respected sir, please understand that in order to summon a powerful Death Knight in the real world, a ceremony of extremely high standards is required. It also requires at least ten strong men who are proficient in one direction to preside over the ceremony. It also requires the right timing..."

"Just do it. I need a coordinate and a path."

Wen Yan's words were very blunt, and the Devil Broker secretly groaned, but he didn't dare to refuse.

Serving a demon lord was enough to make him cautious, but the Death Knight who could be introduced by the demon lord himself and even use his own mark was not much better.

Isn’t it said that the Demon King is different from other demons and not very sociable?
How come he even knows the Death Knight of the Sea of ​​Undead?

Also, when did the Sea of ​​the Dead have Death Knights?!
Didn't the Death Knight fall thousands of years ago?
Never mind. There’s even a King in the Sea of ​​the Undead, so it’s not surprising that there’s a Death Knight.

“Okay, I’ll follow your instructions, but at the very least, I need to know your name.

Of course, I don't mean your real name, just a name that can refer to you, or part of a name will do.

Also, there are items that require a bit of your strength, or that are definitely iconic.

In this situation, I can't take anything away, so I can only ask you to give me a little strength as a lead."

The Devil's Broker was very careful in speaking, and tried to lower his demands as much as possible.

You know, Undead Knight and Death Knight are not the same thing.

There can be countless Undead Knights, but there is only one Death Knight.

He was also afraid that he would accidentally anger the other party, who would simply pull him over and drown him in the Sea of ​​the Dead.

Dying in the Sea of ​​the Dead is definitely one of the most miserable ways to die.

Wen Yan still decided to trust Gauss. He stretched out a hand and directly used a dark blue flame to add a little yang energy to the black smoke head.

The Devil Broker felt this power and became more certain that this was the Death Knight.

The one who directly bestows the power of soul fire must be the Death Knight!
"My name is Wen."

Hearing the name, the Devil Broker was slightly startled, and then immediately smiled.

"Okay, sir, I promise that there will be a summoning ceremony today. Please allow me to leave."

After getting Wen Yan's nod, the black smoke head turned into black smoke again and sank into the scroll.

On the other side, the Devil Broker opened his eyes, feeling the little bit of power that had just been transmitted back, with a look of amazement on his face.

Then he immediately started trying.

Originally he was totally unsure and had no idea what to do, but he didn't dare not to accept it.

He hadn't gotten so far as to offend the Death Knight and the Demon King at once.

But when he heard Wen Yan say his name, he immediately had a brilliant idea.

He used his own channels to pass on the information.

Then within an hour, he felt the calling.

Coming out from the familiar flames, the Devil's Broker looked at Sam in front of him, who was crossing his arms with an unhappy look on his face.

"Damn it Sam, is this how you treat me? I risked my life to go to Purgatory just for your sake!"

Part of him went to Purgatory, and that's fine.

Sam said nothing, staring at the Devil's Broker.

The Devil's Broker waved his hand and said.

"Forget it, I want you to apologize to me later!
I have found the man you seek, and have also gained a glimpse of his power and name.

He was in big trouble, he fell into the Sea of ​​Dead.

If you want to pick him up, you'd better listen to my instructions now and set up the summoning circle quickly.

I will never forget his name, but that trace of strength is about to dissipate.

You'd better think it over."

Sam was shocked and puzzled. Could this cunning devil's broker really get things done so quickly?

He had doubts in his heart, but when he saw the Devil Broker pointing at his chest, a faint blue power was constantly emitting a halo there.

That power was obviously not from the Devil's Broker, and it was indeed gradually dissipating.

"What are you waiting for? You don't want me to go to Purgatory for nothing? Or are you so naive as to expect a devil to preside over the summoning circle?"

“…” Sam didn’t say anything. Indeed, this kind of thing was indeed not suitable for the devil.

Following the Devil's Broker's instructions, he quickly took out the materials in stock and set up the summoning array.

"Wait, this summoning circle is used to summon undead creatures, right?"

"Nonsense, if we summon from the Sea of ​​the Dead, can we use something else?"

When the magic circle was activated, the Devil Broker reluctantly dug out the part of power that he had not yet digested from his chest. When he was about to throw it into the magic circle, Sam stopped him.

"Tell me your name first."

"Wen." The devil broker was full of confidence. He opened his mouth and uttered the word that Wen Yan had captured before. It turned into a sound and fell into the magic circle.

Hearing the name, Sam secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a member of their Winchester family.

The Devil Broker threw the last bit of his strength into the magic circle, feeling very proud.

Anyway, if he had to offend someone, as a devil, he certainly couldn't offend the Demon King and the Death Knight, so he could only offend Sam.

Because the only person he could find who was capable of completing the summoning and who definitely had enough materials collected was Sam.

As long as the Death Knight is successfully summoned, a fight will definitely break out. Once the Death Knight kills Sam, he will be freed from a restraint.

When the two necessary elements for the ritual were gathered, the ritual obviously began to run successfully, and the Devil Broker even spoke more confidently because he wanted to escape early.

"Dear Sam, let me out, and give me a reward and apologize to me!"

"sorry."

Sam was sincere, but he had no intention of releasing the Devil's Broker into the fire circle.

(End of this chapter)