I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 659: One Bloodline, Heretics and Pagans
What kind of waves can a necromancer who has fallen into the Sea of ​​the Dead, whose body has been destroyed and who is only half alive, make?
Of course, Wen Yan only acted like this on the surface. In fact, he didn't dare to think so in his heart.

The last guy who thought it was okay to open champagne when someone fell into the Sea of ​​the Dead was right in front of him.

Lessons must be learned.

Wen Yan wanted to find out more about this necromancer before he died.

The necromancer looked at everything around him and accepted his fate.

He actually didn't know what was going on, he just knew that another ally, who had been preparing for many years, was favored by the Yellow Demon.

At the last moment, he lured Huang Mo to see the results. After he came back, Huang Mo acted like a madman and was about to give up on him.

Even at the last moment, he still didn't understand why.

He was more eager to know the answer to this question than to think about how to save his own life.

He died with his eyes open because he didn't understand this question.

Faced with Wen Yan's current problem, the necromancer lying on the mountain of bones had a blank expression on his face and did not waste any words negotiating terms with Wen Yan.

He knew that someone had once tricked Huang Mo in the Sea of ​​the Undead, forcing Huang Mo to give up his descended body in his own lair.

That person is Wen Yan.

He actually knew that Lucy was taken away by Wen Yan and had appeared in Shenzhou before.

No matter how much changes there are, no matter how careful you are, it is actually difficult to hide completely in a place like Shenzhou.

It's a pity that he no longer has any interest in Lucy, and Huang Mo has no interest in Lucy either. From the moment Huang Mo gave up, the descended body could no longer be used, and it had no effect whether the descended body was alive or dead.

So he also knew that Wen Yan was able to walk out of the Sea of ​​the Undead once, and now he still had the leisure to ask him other things here, which meant that Wen Yan must have known a way to walk out of the Sea of ​​the Undead in a stable manner.

It was not the demon who pulled Wen Yan down, but Wen Yan who fell on his own initiative, pulling the demon down with him into the Sea of ​​the Undead.

After realizing these things, the necromancer slowly came back to his senses and looked at Wen Yan.

"I only ask one question. If you can answer me, I can tell you anything you want to know as long as I know it."

Wen Yan thought for a while and said.

"Forget it, the dead come first, so you ask first."

"Why did the Yellow Devil give up on me?"

When this question was asked, there seemed to be a little light in the eyes of the necromancer.

"Because he thought that if he saw me, he might die, and I went all the way to Robin, and someone knew that you were my target. In order to get me out of here quickly, he gave up on you and let you take the blame."

"Ha...hahahaha..." The necromancer laughed. He thought it was ridiculous at first, but as he laughed, he felt a little sad.

Because he knew that this reason, which seemed absurd at first glance, was actually true.

Only this reason can allow a demon to truly expose his innermost nature.

All allies and subordinates are used to block bullets and suck blood when necessary.

Even if it is just a vague possibility, it is more important than his life.

This yellow devil is a natural fit for Robin, and is truly impeccable.

At the end of the laugh, the necromancer's laughter began to sound somewhat cheerful and gloating.

As a necromancer, he knew from the beginning that he would either succeed in ascending to the highest level and become a god on the spot, or die a miserable death.

After the necromancers had set an example before Ragnarok and everyone knew about it, all subsequent necromancers had no other choice.

Just like 1,800 years ago, someone in Shenzhou swore an oath by the Luo River, but no one has done so since then, and no one believes in such an oath.

However, for those who are necromancers but want other options, a path was forced out for them, called the necromancer.

In order to make a difference with the Necromancer, their most famous fighting methods and spells are actually physical attacks!
The materials for casting spells are all bones, and the most common ones are bone spears. Even if there are new spells developed by necromancers later, such as blood spells, they are not blood spells among the vampires, but are called blood spells, which are also physical attacks.

Even after being cut into such a horrible shape, the reputation of the Necromancer is still not very good. People are on guard against him every day to prevent him from becoming a Undead Mage.

As a subordinate of the Yellow Devil, the Necromancer certainly has the Yellow Devil's good qualities.

He was about to die, and was being tricked by someone. So when he was dying, could he expect him to follow the example of the knights in ancient times who were loyal to their lords and remain loyal even to death?

Stop kidding, Huang Mo himself never expected this.

The necromancer is now waiting, in case one day, Huang Mo gives Wen Yan some information that eventually leads to his death.

Then, that day, he will definitely die with a smile on his face and finally be able to rest in peace.

Before Wen Yan asked the question, the necromancer finished laughing and started talking on his own initiative.

“Robin’s Divine Act was proposed by me a long time ago.

But the situation was different at that time, and the situation did not allow it, so the proposal was suppressed.

This time, they took out my proposal again and passed it quickly.

From that day on, as long as the preparations were done, the Yellow Devil could rely on Robin's national destiny and become a god.

Since the enactment of the Divine Act, some old gods have chosen to revive in Robin.

There are also new gods coming into the world.

Robin's dignitaries, those who truly run the most powerful country in the world, use the bill and the current environment.

They facilitated the emergence of new gods.

Some of Robin's powerful people, who controlled a lot of wealth and resources, had actually been planning to invest in Shenzhou.

They offered a high price, but one of the conditions was that they would be allowed access to... or, in other words, control of the media.

It’s a pity that you Shenzhou people did not agree to these conditions.

Now a new god is born, the god of media, who also relies on Robin."

Having said that, the Necromancer paused slightly and looked at Wen Yan. Wen Yan was very patient and did not interrupt him or ask Huang Mo.

“You must be wondering what exactly Huang Mo has prepared for, and what kind of god he wants to become, right?

But you’d never guess it.”

"Well, I can't guess." Wen Yan nodded and didn't argue with a dying man.

“The God Act will be passed because no matter it is the old gods or the new gods.

As long as they recover in Robin because of this bill, or appear.

Then, they are naturally bound to Robin's national destiny.

Robin is the chessboard and the background. No matter how they fight openly or secretly, the chessboard will always be there.

Against the backdrop of Dawn of the Gods, this is definitely beneficial to Robin and the masters.

This is the main reason why this bill was passed so quickly.

Huang Mo doesn't want to be a god trapped on the chessboard. To put it bluntly, he is just a chess piece after all.

He wants to be the chessboard.

The other gods, fighting on the chessboard, could eventually fall.

There is also the possibility of falling into eternal sleep.

But the chessboard won’t, Robin is this chessboard, and Yellow Devil is also this chessboard.

As long as Robin is still there, the Yellow Devil will never die after his job change.

Not even into eternal sleep.

At that time, he can also enjoy some gifts from all the gods dancing on the chessboard.

Some of the gifts and blessings given to Robin by the gods will also affect him."

Wen Yan nodded. He had actually had some guesses before, but none of the details were very clear.

Now that he had heard this Necromancer King speak of this himself, Wen Yan finally understood how ambitious the Yellow Devil was. Or, in other words, how afraid of death he was after the disappearance of his body that he had been planning for many years.

“If you want to get rid of him, you have to do it as soon as possible.

In fact, his preparations were almost complete.

The reason he waited before was that he wanted to take advantage of the other guy.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to infiltrate China, push for another bill to be passed.

By then, he would become the God of Robin, and he would be born with the ability to infiltrate Shenzhou.

And it will not be instinctively blocked by the power of Shenzhou, but can only be blocked by people like you.

If he infiltrates quietly, one day, he might actually have a chance to complete the upgrade.

Become the god of the world. As long as the world exists and as long as humans exist, he will not die.

It’s a pity that they should have failed at this step.

Huang Mo will not wait any longer, he will definitely become the God Robin as soon as possible.

If you go back too late and he succeeds, you will never be able to kill him.

But now, he actually has no body, he is just temporarily using some people's bodies as tools.

You memorize this symbol and you can use blood to draw this symbol to summon him.

Even if you can't kill him directly after he is summoned, you must have a way to trap him.

As long as we can trap it, we can slowly find a way to kill it or seal it."

The necromancer was silent for a moment when he said this, and his eyes changed.

Wen Yan was still listening quietly and patiently.

He thought about it and made a comparison in his mind. If it was the best result, it would be that Wen Yan died and Huang Mo also died.

But in this situation, he just thought about it and didn't hold any hope at all.

In contrast, he would rather the Yellow Demon who gave up on him and then sold him died first.

Heretics are more hateful than pagans.

Moreover, he also felt that Wen Yan had little chance of winning against Huang Mo. If he tricked Wen Yan again, Wen Yan would definitely have no chance of winning.

Forget it, he was going to die anyway, Wen Yan told him what he wanted to know so readily.

Then he shouldn't do anything tricky at this time.

After the thought flashed through his mind, the necromancer continued.

"Remember, this symbol cannot be drawn by you yourself with your own blood.

Whoever draws this symbol with blood will be the temporary tool for the Yellow Devil to come."

"Okay, thank you for the reminder." Wen Yan was still very polite, with a friendly look on his face, just like how he treated customers in the funeral home.

But the necromancer didn't know all this. He could still sense whether Wen Yan was pretending or was really being polite.

“I know a lot of things, but not too many of them are important.

In our gatherings, everyone is on guard against everyone else.

The people who will really kill us at the critical moment are always our allies. "

"Well, you can tell me about this list, and by the way, you can also tell me who you have a grudge against among them. When I go back, if I want to deal with them, I can prioritize dealing with your enemies as a reward for telling me this information."

"Ha..." The Necromancer laughed out loud: "Now, you finally look a little like Robin, but not like him."

"What's the difference?"

"I believe what you said and I will definitely do it, but a true Robin will never do it after returning, because this information itself is a huge benefit, but I guess you must not value these benefits, let alone join in."

"You're right. I don't really like to take things to the extreme."

"I know. I'm the one who knows you best in the gathering. Unfortunately, no one believes me. I'm too lazy to tell them. I really want to see them suffer."

"Is there anyone in Shenzhou who has contact with you?"

“There are some in Shenzhou, but I don’t know their identities. The people who contacted me are just front-end pawns.

But there are island countries, peninsula countries, and the Nanyang Alliance, and I know their identities.

I can tell you this.

Although the fighting ability of the people in Shenzhou Lieyang Tribe is average, there are few strong ones.

But their logistics and intelligence, especially the intelligence in and around Shenzhou, are very powerful.

I believe you can definitely find people in Shenzhou through the lists around you.

I can tell you a little information for free.

The legend of the immortal tree has been a hot topic in the Nanyang Alliance for the past six months.

It’s related to what happened last time in your East China Sea.

That place is actually one of the three Penglai Islands in your legend.

It is indeed a place related to longevity.

There are people in your country who have been thinking about this.

Don’t die at the hands of your own people, at least don’t die before you seal the Yellow Devil.”

The necromancer talked a lot about the gathering.

Talked about the member list, contact information, and previous contact locations.

Later on, he mentioned how many laboratories he had, where they were, and who was in charge.

It is clearly stated who is researching what virus, who is responsible for poisoning, etc.

When Wen Yan heard the latter part, his eyes looked a little strange.

"You tell me this, do you not want to leave?"

"You can't save me. Once your power disappears, I will become a ghost. I won't be able to walk the same path I came from before, and I don't want to go back.

I just want to die in the sea of ​​undead and become an undead.

If Huang Mo dies, please tell me.

In the form of the undead, it should be able to exist for a long time.

I can't bear to see my dear allies die, and the boss I am loyal to die.

I will die with my eyes wide open.”

When the time came, the yang energy in the necromancer's body gradually dissipated.

His body was already just skin and bones, and the skin quickly weathered away, revealing the bones inside.

He was transformed into an undead, and his intelligence was destroyed in the process.

He turned into a skeleton, stood up, and kept muttering to himself.

"Dead? All dead?"

He was not afraid of Wen Yan and just kept repeating this sentence.

Wen Yan sighed softly. He was once a great idea king, but now he only had an obsession left.

It's really a continuation of the same tradition. He was betrayed by his allies and his boss, and even after his death he was still thinking about betraying his boss and his allies.

"If I do, I'll tell you."

(End of this chapter)