Archmage Of The Undead

"Isn't that right?" Huo Ling raised his chin and gestured to the skeleton mage Marlow.

"Who is he?" the goblin messenger asked carefully.

"Hahahaha, he is the Goblin Shaman Marlowe, but now he is the Skeleton Mage Marlowe!"

Huo Ling laughed with a cheerful tone.

But when these words fell on the ears of the goblin messenger, they were undoubtedly a heavy blow. He was dizzy for a moment and looked at the skeleton in disbelief.

The goblin messenger's legs went weak, and he felt the urge to urinate.

"If you dare to pee in fear, I will turn you into a skeleton." Huo Ling threatened with a sneer.

"Sir, how can you let our Green Vine tribe go?"

The goblin messenger collapsed on the ground, holding on to the urge to urinate.

Just as it happened, the troglodyte's envoy also arrived at this time.

"Why don't you wait first, let me listen to what the troglodyte said." After Huo Ling finished speaking, he ordered the skeleton to drag him aside without giving the goblin messenger a chance to react.

Soon, the troglodyte's messenger also arrived, a black iron warrior.

All in all, Huo Ling and this black iron troglodyte were half-way related, and this troglodyte was Pate Sharptooth.

After Pate Sharptooth entered Huo Ling's room, he immediately spotted the goblin paralyzed in the corner.

He smiled ferociously at the goblin, then faced Huo Ling and said respectfully: "Your Excellency the Necromancer, I, on behalf of the Patriarch, Gus Sharptooth, pay my respects to you!"

"Say hello to your clan leader for me when you get back." Huo Ling nodded lightly.

"Sir, I am here to cooperate with you on behalf of the clan leader. Together we can defeat this goblin tribe."

Pate Sharptooth had a ferocious face. Even if he said this with a smile, his expression would be extremely terrifying in the eyes of the goblins standing aside.

"How will the harvest be divided?" Huo Ling asked with interest.

"Fifty-fifty!" Pate Sharptooth smiled. This profit sharing was not low.

"Very good, I'll think about it!" Huo Ling nodded.

"If you agree, let us know and we will launch an attack together then!"

Then, Pett Sharptooth turned around and left without any sloppiness at all.

Let him stay in the middle of the bones, and he always felt cool under his scales. He hurriedly left here after sending the message.

"You also heard that the troglodytes invited me to pass by together and then divide your assets fifty-fifty."

Huo Ling smiled and ordered the skeleton to lift the goblin messenger out, but the words he spoke made the messenger extremely cold. "Goblin slaves should also be one of the assets. When the time comes, I will ask you to come over and be my slave."

"Sir, we goblins are willing to offer 300 magic stones, please let us go!"

The goblin plopped down on the ground and begged loudly.

"Three hundred magic stones are not enough."

Huo Ling shook his head and continued: "If I kill you, the harvest will definitely be more than 300 magic stones."

"Four hundred!"

"Four hundred and fifty!"

"If you are willing to surrender to me and become my slaves, I can let you go." Huo Ling grinned, his white teeth shining coldly.

Tuqiong saw that Huo Ling's goal had already changed.

From the first wave of plundering, he ran away, then he wanted to cooperate with the troglodytes to attack the goblin tribe, and now he wants to completely occupy the goblin tribe.

As his strength changes, this goal keeps changing.

"Ah~?" The goblin messenger, who was kneeling and kowtowing, couldn't help but raise his head and look at Huo Ling.

"Sir, it is normal for us goblins to surrender to mages, but you are a necromancer!" The goblin cried sadly and pointed at the skeleton mage Marlowe not far away.

Huo Ling was startled and suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, don't worry, you are worth more alive than dead. I will not make you into skeletons."

"If we need bones, I will go to the city to find the walking corpses."

"Then what do you want us to do?" the goblin messenger asked cautiously.

"I need magic stones, various magic medicines, and magic materials, and you are responsible for providing these for me."

Huo Ling smiled slightly, this was his current purpose.

There are a lot of magic materials in the spiritual world, and you can make money by taking back the Blue Star.

But relying on Huo Ling alone would definitely be a drop in the bucket. No matter how hard he looked for it alone, he wouldn't be able to find many valuable things.

What he wants now is colonization, controlling this goblin tribe for his use, and collecting supplies for him.

Although the skeletons are useful in combat, they lack independent intelligence and cannot do these tasks.

"I want to go back and report to the adults in the tribe to see the outcome of their discussion."

"As soon as possible. If you don't give me an answer before dark, I will join forces with the troglodytes to attack tomorrow."

The goblin messenger left the skeleton camp and ran towards the tribe.

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"Is this the condition of the necromancer?" A hobgoblin warrior began to think after hearing what the messenger said.

"What should I do? Do you want to agree to this evil necromancer? If you don't agree, he and those damn troglodytes will attack tomorrow!"

A hobgoblin warrior paced nervously.

The hobgoblin warrior sitting at the head opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "We have no choice but to promise him!"

This hobgoblin is the chief of this goblin tribe. He has the fighting power of an elite black iron and good military qualities.

"There is no shame in surrendering to the strong. Maybe under the protection of this adult, we will have a better life." The hobgoblin chief said.

"But, he is a necromancer!?" A hobgoblin warrior was still worried.

"He's right. There are still a lot of walking corpses in this city, and he has no shortage of materials to make skeletons. And if we don't agree to his conditions, the final result may be to become skeleton puppets."

The hobgoblin chief's calm analysis.

The hobgoblin warrior opposite opened his mouth, but was unable to refute. Indeed, if he did not agree to the necromancer's conditions, his body would probably still be made into a skeleton after tomorrow's attack.

After thinking about this, the hobgoblin warrior immediately sat down slumped.

The hobgoblins in the room quickly reached a consensus on this decision and decided to surrender to the necromancer.

Surrender and surrender often appear in the dictionary of hobgoblins.

They are excellent officers of the evil country. Fighting everywhere is a tradition engraved in their bones. Failure and surrender are also common occurrences.

Now that the Necromancer is stronger than them, they will be loyal to the Necromancer. One day, a more powerful enemy will come. After killing the Necromancer, they can quickly change their families and surrender to the new master.

In the corner, the objections of the goblin assistant were drowned out by the heated discussion among the hobgoblins.

He heard it from the goblin messenger's words. Her teacher had been made into a skeleton by the necromancer.

Thinking of this, the goblin assistant couldn't stop crying. She secretly swore in her heart: "Even if they all surrender to the evil necromancer, I will avenge you! Teacher!"