After the death of the Necromancer, his shriveled body had lost the nourishment of the Flame of the Soul. Suddenly, it spontaneously combusted and turned into a pile of ashes that fluttered to the ground. Brando retrieved his sword and searched through the Necromancer's belongings. He did not find anything of value. Perhaps it was because the Necromancer was a twisted existence, Wohnde's Mana Retroaction was vividly displayed on the Necromancer's body. In his previous life, many players were unwilling to fight the Necromancers for this reason.
He furrowed his brows slightly and pondered over the details of the treasure that Bai had described. Then, he recalled something and turned his gaze to the Necromancer's Bone Staff that was lying quietly by the side.
The so-called Necromancers in Madara were not Necromancers who were proficient in Dark Witchcraft or Necromancy. Instead, they were Liches. The Necromancer from before was naturally the same. Those who were not familiar with Madara would not be able to tell the difference, but it was not difficult for him. Liches were relatively low-level existences in Madara's Undead Army. Their strength was weak, and Necromancers were rare even in the Kingdom of the Dead Moon. Most of them were of noble birth. They were either the direct subordinates of the Undead King who held the Mercury Staff, or the proud disciples of some master. The Necromancers' "craftsmanship" was passed down from generation to generation, and they had long formed a strict organization to protect their own interests. This organization was the famous Necromancer Sequence.
Necromancers who were born in the Necromancer Sequence would not easily appear in the Kingdom of Mortals. Even if they did appear, they would usually be surrounded by the Undead Army and the Black Knight. It was because of their rarity that they had a high status. They would never be killed like a bug.
He remembered seeing a Necromancer in Bucce and Abies Castle. That was a real Necromancer, and one of the best of the younger generation of the Necromancer Sequence. The former was surrounded by many strong people, whether it was a Lich, a Black Knight, or even a famous existence like Kabias in Madara.
Of course, there were also some Lich Lords in the Kingdom of the Dead Moon, but most of these Necromancers could not hide the disgusting smell of corpses on their bodies, just like the sneaky guy who died under his sword.
Brando raised his hand, and the Bone Staff lying on the ground seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. It flew into his hand out of thin air, and a cold force immediately spread from the Bone Staff, as if it wanted to penetrate his hand and penetrate his heart. This was the power of the dark soul, which could also be said to be a type of negative energy. He could immediately tell that if he was just an ordinary person, or if he only had the strength of an Iron-rank, this power would immediately erode his mind and turn him into a walking corpse. When his flame of life was completely extinguished, he would transform into a new Lich.
This was the power of a Lich's Bone Staff.
Therefore, the body of a Lich was actually this Bone Staff, and all its magic came from it. As for its body, it was actually just an ordinary skeleton under its control.
The only difference was that the Bone Staff of an ordinary Lich was symbiotic with its body. When the flame of life in the body was extinguished, the Bone Staff would also be annihilated. Scholars who were dedicated to the study of the Necromancers believed that this was also a type of Mana Retroaction. However, the Bone Staff in Brando's hand was obviously different.
Brando found that not only did it not lose its magic, but it also seemed to have some kind of independent will. This could be seen from the cold aura and hostility it emitted towards him.
This was definitely not a simple Bone Staff.
He had seen many tricks of these skeletons when he fought with Madara in his previous life. One of them was to use a Dark Treasure to create an enhanced version of the Bone Staff. This Bone Staff could allow an ordinary Lich to command more undead armies. When the Lich was killed, as long as the Bone Staff was not damaged, it could be quickly handed over to other Lich to continue using. It was even a kind of pseudo-undead artifact that could continuously create Lich.
This Bone Staff had only one flaw, which was that it required the consumption of a real Dark Treasure. Since ancient times, the Dark Treasures of the Necromancers were always limited. Once one was consumed, there would be one less. Once this Bone Staff was damaged, it would be an immeasurable loss to the Necromancers. Therefore, after humans learned of their secret, this Bone Staff quickly disappeared.
He knew this secret long ago, so when Haku described the Dark Treasure to him, he paid attention to it. Now, he really found this Bone Staff.
At some point in the future, the Necromancers used this Bone Staff to make the Wind Elves and Cruz suffer a great loss. But this time, this Bone Staff fell into his hands, and it was their turn to suffer a loss. Brando held this Bone Staff with a slightly cold ivory luster. He quickly made a plan in his mind. This Bone Staff would erode the Flame of Life, so any existence with the power of life would not be able to use it. Only the Necromancers could use it. That was why the Necromancer who died under his sword was so shocked. It probably guessed Brando's intention, but it did not know the result.
Brando turned around. At this time, another figure walked out of the dark shadows behind the forest, trembling. This figure was a little stooped and fearful, but it was not because of the strength that Brando had shown. It had already seen the strength of this young man. Even the 'Black Knight' Haku, who had mastered the fake Book of Mavicaert, was completely defeated by him. It was not surprising that he could defeat dozens of Cruz Knights.
Although these White Legion Knights were the frontline fighting force of the Human Empire, they were far from elites. At least, they were far from the level of the Flame Family Knight and the Temple Knight. At best, they were the backbone of ordinary battles, but when it came to battles where their Elemental Power surpassed that of mortals, they were still far from being elite.
But what really frightened it was the words that Brando said before.
"Her name is Ko Hua, the daughter of Échis. Even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to leave here alive —"
Few people in the world knew the name Ko Hua, but the title of the daughter of Échis would never fade with the passage of time. Needless to say, as the people of the Dead Moon, the people of Madara knew the history buried in the darkness better.
The dim Ko Hua, one of the strongest existences in the Twilight.
She had become his subordinate?
This guess made the rotten Knight Crotte feel like it was treading on thin ice. It did not know if Brando had deliberately let it hear this sentence, because there was no need to reveal this secret to a dead person. Even if the Eternal Sleepers would keep their mouths shut forever, who could guarantee that the walls of the forest would not have ears? Besides, as an undead, Crotte knew that the saying that the dead would keep secrets was untenable. There were many ways to make the dead speak, and some of them were not complicated.
To be honest, the simplest way was to put the sword to its own neck, because it was an 'undead' — it thought self-deprecatingly.
In its view, Brando was not a reckless and frivolous person, so the meaning of these words was somewhat worth pondering. Especially when it saw the bone staff in Brando's hand, it instantly understood what he meant.
Crotte walked over with a trembling heart, trying to maintain a humble attitude. It had not learned how to be humble in front of the living, so it could only try to remind itself of the scene when it met His Majesty, although it was only once from afar.
"My Lord, thanks to the poison … I mean the Water of Life, your subordinates' injuries have stabilized quickly, but their commander's injuries are more serious. According to you humans, I'm afraid that it will be easy for them to wake up in an hour and a half. But there are still a few who have completely lost their breath of life. Should we turn them into undead? My Lord, your subordinates are of high quality. Although their strength may be a little weak, but turning them into undead depends on potential and not strength. I can guarantee that they will become Black Knights, and the best kind — "It answered carefully. Even so, it almost said the wrong thing, because to the undead, holy water that contained strong positive energy was highly toxic. Before the Knight of the Holy Cathedral cleaned up the undead, they would often splash holy water on their swords. Any undead that was hit by the holy water would be like butter cut by a hot knife. Even if they did not die, it was inevitable that their Soulfire would be damaged.
Brando looked at it and answered seriously, "No, Crotte, there's no need! According to human customs, the dead should be buried, not to mention that they are brave warriors, warriors of Erouine. Their souls will belong to Martha, and their bodies will not be desecrated! "
"The undead will also belong to Martha." Crotte complained in its heart, but it definitely did not dare to say it out loud. It actually knew about this human custom, but it did not quite understand it, and it was just a subconscious suggestion. In Madara, if such excellent corpses were not turned into undead, it would be seen as a disrespect to the Undead Moon.
So these humans were a little strange to it, of course, including Brando.
Brando seemed to know what it was thinking, and said, "Mr. Crotte, I know that you are an undead, and your faith belongs to the Undead Moon. The world of the living is incompatible with you. You are not my subordinate, and you do not belong to Erouine."
Crotte was slightly startled, and the Soul Fire in its eyes flashed. It did not understand what this young man meant by saying this to it.
Brando did not care whether it understood or not, and continued, "The Dark Prophecy mentioned that the holder of the Mercury Staff will represent the will of the Undead Moon. It will descend to this world, and it will unify the Kingdom of Darkness. It is the king of the undead, and you must submit to it. So I don't want you to betray your king, but I want you to do me a little favor. This favor is related to your life, and I believe that you will not object."
Crotte nodded cautiously. Of course, it knew that its life was in the hands of this young man, or else the Lich from before was the best description. Even without the Lich, it did not think that its life was more precious than the Black Knight. If this young man could even kill the Black Knight at all costs, then it was naturally not worth mentioning.
However, it did not understand Brando's words. In its opinion, what it was doing now, or rather what it was preparing to do, was in fact, betraying His Majesty. Although it now hoped that Brando would not mind this little betrayal, after all, even the holder of the Mercury Staff could not be omniscient and omnipotent. As far as it knew, that was the power of the Dark Dragon.
"You may have some doubts," Brando could see the thoughts of the undead from its flickering Soul Fire, "You only need to know that your Majesty and the Queen of Cruz are not really of the same mind. If you create some trouble for the latter, it will not affect the existence you are loyal to, and there may even be some benefits. After all, there is no place for others to sleep on the side of the bed. For Madara, a strong Cruz Empire is not a good thing. Your Majesty may be participating in this matter with the intention of benefiting from it. "
Of course, Brando did not know what the holder of the Mercury Staff was thinking. Whether it was in his previous life or now, that mysterious existence was like a mystery to him. For this Undead Monarch, few players had seen its existence, even the players of Madara. However, the latter's authority was absolutely unquestionable, and it was definitely beyond the existence of all mortal monarchs in this era.
However, this kind of power and mystery did not prevent him from tricking Crotte into believing in him. Or rather, he knew that the rotten Knight in front of him would certainly rather believe in him. Perhaps it had already convinced itself in its heart because the latter was a timid guy.
The reason why he said so much was because he hoped that this fellow would not have too many worries. This was because he would need its help in the upcoming operation. In comparison, he did not trust the liches that did not have much wisdom and were blindly loyal to the Mercury Staff. Instead, the 'high-level undead' like Crotte who had a certain level of wisdom and knew how to judge the pros and cons were much easier to deceive.
As long as he could convince them that they were grasshoppers tied to a rope, it would be fine.
He glanced at the flickering soulfire in Krott's eyes and knew that his words had worked. He handed the bone staff over to Krott, "We will be heading to the Silvervalley Coast. You will be in charge of controlling the undead army. I believe you will know what to do, Mister Krott —"
Crotte trembled slightly and bowed respectfully, "It is my pleasure to serve you, my respected lord."
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