Beast Summoner

"Uh... Zhenbang, no matter what, we will not let him escape. Now that you are in his hands, he will definitely use you as a shield. Even if he doesn't kill you, you may die in our hands.

Under attack." Lao Bai looked at Li Zhenbang a little guiltily.

"Lao Bai, can't we think of a way to get the best of both worlds?" Li Zhenbang asked tentatively.

"No, unless he is willing to take the initiative to let you go and then capture you without mercy, there is no need to discuss it!" Lao Bai said without hesitation.

Li Zhenbang grinned and said excitedly: "Old Bai, you obviously want me to die! What good will it do you if I die?"

"You will become a hero of the Holy See and a hero of the entire continent. Your name will be famous in the mainland for centuries, and your heroic deeds will last forever with the entire continent!" Lao Bai drew a cake for Li Zhenbang without hesitation.

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"Lao Bai, do you have to kill me?" Li Zhenbang looked at Lao Bai in shock.

"Zhenbang, it's not me who wants to kill you, it's him who wants to kill you!" Lao Bai raised his finger and pointed at the old ghost and said helplessly.

"Li Zhenbang, do you see clearly? This is the ugly face of the Holy Holy See! They obviously forced other people's families to break up and die, but they still insist on showing themselves off as righteous and awe-inspiring, and pretending to be compassionate to fool the world. It's really hypocritical.

This is so hypocritical!" The old ghost's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Old ghost, you are not qualified to comment on our Holy Holy See. You undead people commit all kinds of crimes including killing people and stealing goods, and you don't even spare your soul. If you do this, you will be punished by God sooner or later!" Lao Bai angrily scolded.

"God's punishment? Jie Jie!" The old ghost laughed wildly, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"We have been punished by God a long time ago! Do you think it is easy to become the Holy Magister of the Undead? If we want to be promoted to the Holy Magister, we not only have to experience terrifying inner demons, but also have to withstand the baptism of thunder!"

"Less than one in a hundred of us survives the promotion. Otherwise, how many Holy Magisters of the Undead could we create with our endless lifespan? Where would you have the opportunity for your bullshit Holy Holy See to run wild?"

"Those of us who have been successfully promoted are all those who have been cleansed of our sins by God's punishment. No matter how many people we kill or how much evil we do, we are still cleaner than you!"

"On the contrary, your Holy See has done so many unconscionable things over the years. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

"When it comes to dark things, you have done no less than us undead tribe. We undead tribe have been living in seclusion for a long time, but you can move freely on the mainland, so you have done more and worse things than us!"

"Over the years, you have done so many evil things in our name, and you have plundered so much people's wealth and support in the name of dealing with us. I'm afraid you have lost count, right?"

"When it comes to divine punishment, the people who really deserve it are you wolves in sheep's clothing, you beasts wearing hypocritical masks, you murderous demons!" the old ghost vented crazily.

The inner anger towards the Holy See.

Li Zhenbang looked at the old ghost with some astonishment. Could it be that the Holy See had done something to him? Why did he feel that this old ghost seemed to reveal his true feelings when he spoke, as if what he said was not fabricated out of thin air, but

It seems that he has seen it all with his own eyes, and it may even be related to him?

Apparently Li Zhenbang was not the only one who felt this way, everyone else also looked at the old ghost in confusion.

In his heart, Adolf sneered at the old ghost's words, but when he saw the emotion shown by the old ghost, he didn't know why, but he suppressed all the words he wanted to refute.

It's not that Adolf has wavered, his belief in the God of Light is absolutely pure and unshakable. He can understand that the undead are full of disgust and hatred for the Holy See, but when the old ghost expresses his true feelings like this, it makes

He was a little confused.

He must have done things like subduing demons and defending the Tao, and he should have done a lot of things, but as the old ghost said, he thought he had never done things like dressing in sheep's clothing, being hypocritical, and murdering people.

Even if he had to take action sometimes, he always had a clear conscience.

For example, in the case of Li Zhenbang, if he accidentally killed Li Zhenbang when dealing with the old ghost, or forced the old ghost to jump over the wall and killed Li Zhenbang, he would feel regretful, but he would not feel guilty, he would

I feel that Li Zhenbang deserved his death.

He can apologize in front of Li Zhenbang's tomb, and he can promote Li Zhenbang's heroic deeds, but he does not think that he has done anything wrong. In his opinion, he does this to save more people from suffering and death.

If it was Adolf himself who was kidnapped by the old ghost as a hostage, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, he might even drag the old ghost to die with him. He could do such a thing.

"Old ghost, I've seen necromancers several times. Although they don't have a good impression of the Holy See, they don't seem to be like you. It seems that there is some deep hatred between you and the Holy See. Is there something between you?

Story?" Li Zhenbang looked at the old ghost curiously.

The corner of the old ghost's mouth twitched, and there seemed to be a ball of fire burning in his eyes. The hand holding Li Zhenbang's neck couldn't help but use a little more force.

Feeling the change in the old ghost's mood, Li Zhenbang knew that he had guessed correctly. It seemed that there was some conflict between the old ghost and the Holy See, and it was very likely that the conflict was not small. He just didn't know what the conflict was and how it came about.

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"Story? Huh! There's more than just a story!" The old ghost narrowed his eyes slightly, and the murderous aura in his body seemed to be real, surging on the surface of his body.

"Actually, you all have your own masters. Even if your relatives and friends are injured or even killed in the battle, it is normal. Do you dare to say that you don't have the souls of the Holy See in your hands? Don't they also have relatives?

Friends?"

"This is like two countries at war. On the battlefield, they are mortal enemies, but below the battlefield, many people may be friends who cherish each other." Li Zhenbang said.

"Cherishing each other? Humph! Are they worthy?" the old ghost raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

Li Zhenbang grinned. His metaphor was indeed a bit inappropriate. How could the undead tribe and the Holy See be sympathetic to each other?

The relationship between the Undead Tribe and the Holy Holy See is not a simple relationship between countries. They simply want to put each other to death. They can only give up if the other party is completely exterminated. They can only meet as enemies.

Extremely jealous.

"You must have gone through hundreds of years of practice to become the Holy Magister of the Dead, right? Even if you have a grudge against the Pope of the Holy See, there have been several popes over the years. Even if there is anything between you and the Holy See.

Personal grudges should also come to an end with their deaths."

"Besides, I'm not a member of the Holy See. I just happen to be on the same road with them, and they owe me some favors. That's all. Shouldn't I be involved in the grudges between you? Then shouldn't I be?

Too innocent?" Li Zhenbang looked at the old ghost aggrievedly.

"Innocent? Humph! Not a single snowflake is innocent in an avalanche. Similarly, those who are close to the Holy See must have something to ask for from them. They either covet their power or theirs.

ability, or you are coveting their wealth, so you people are not innocent!" the old ghost said decisively.

"Uh..." Li Zhenbang didn't expect that the old ghost would say such a thing, and he didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

"And who told you that I have been a necromancer for hundreds of years? Today's Pope Brooke is the culprit who forced me to become a necromancer!" the old ghost said through gritted teeth.

"Are you kidding? It's less than a hundred years since the current Pope became acting pope. Did it only take you less than a hundred years to become a Holy Magister of the Dead?" Li Zhenbang was shocked.

Look at the old ghost.

Although the undead can quickly increase their strength by devouring souls, this method cannot be unlimited. It is unrealistic to become a saint-level powerhouse through this method. Otherwise, where else would there be a way for others to survive?

If the old ghost has really only been promoted to the Holy Mage of the Undead in the past few decades, then his qualifications and training speed are really terrifying.

On the entire continent, it is not that there are people who can become saint-level powerhouses through their own efforts and only practice for a few decades, but they are just too few. These people are often gifted and usually have to experience at least one adventure.

It is not that there are people who have become saint-level powerhouses in a short period of time, but they are either passed down from generation to generation like the great prophet Elena of the Twilight Federation, or they are directly favored by God like the Pope of the Holy Vatican.

Wanting to become a saint-level powerhouse with the help of rare treasures is essentially the same as the undead tribe's method of devouring souls. They both want to enhance their strength through external objects.

This method is not impossible to succeed, but the probability of success is very low. The higher the dependence on external objects, the lower the probability of success.

Rapid improvement with the aid of external objects can easily lead to unstable foundations. This is like building a building. Without a solid foundation, the higher the building, the more dangerous it becomes. In the end, the building will be destroyed and people will die. Another problem is that it is easy for people to lose their original intention and be defeated when they are promoted.

Troubled by inner demons, one will inevitably end up being controlled by the inner demons and exploding to death.

Although Li Zhenbang's teachers Delileka and Yang Bing both look young, their real ages are actually close to two hundred years old.

The cultivation talents of both of them can be said to be excellent, and they often compete with each other to make rapid progress. Even so, they were already over 150 years old when they broke through to the saint level.

"Why would the Pope force you to become a Necromancer? It stands to reason that if you can become a Holy Mage of the Undead in a short time, your qualifications should be excellent. The Pope doesn't even have time to recruit him, so how could he become an enemy of you?" Li Zhenbang

asked in confusion.