Beast Summoner

"In trouble? What trouble?" Li Zhenbang asked anxiously, frowning.

Li Zhenbang knew very well that the old ghost had spoken well about the two evil places before, and even expressed extraordinary emotions. However, when he arrived at the Misty Swamp, he suddenly changed the subject. Obviously, there was definitely something going on here.

Under normal circumstances, Li Zhenbang would definitely force the old ghost to continue talking. But the old ghost brought up the matter of the undead saint, and what he said was that the saint encountered trouble during the transformation process. How could Li Zhenbang care about the fog?

Swamp thing.

"It seems that you are still very concerned about our Saint of the Dead? Have you met her before? I guess so! Although I have never seen the Saint of the Dead, but it is said that she is from the Carlo Empire, and she is beautiful and beautiful.

, I think I went to Carlo Royal Academy in Dragon City before, and she was the school beauty!"

"As a member of the Carlo Empire, you must have been lucky enough to meet me. If you had studied at Carlo Royal College, you would still be alumni!" The old ghost saw Li Zhenbang's appearance and thought that Li Zhenbang was interested in the saint.

I had an idea and couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.

"What kind of trouble did she get into?" Li Zhenbang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone, and the air became a bit colder.

"You can't really have a story with our saint, right? If that's the case, I advise you to give up on this idea!"

"Although I have never seen the Saint, I have heard that once the Saint is completely transformed, she will lose all her previous memories, and then she will regain the memory of the daughter of the God of Death, and how she led the undead tribe to rise."

The old ghost looked at Li Zhenbang with some regret.

"Li Zhenbang, I advise you to be more open-minded! The saints of the Undead Clan and the saints of the Holy See are different. The saints of the Undead Clan are the reincarnation of the daughters of the God of Death, while the saints of the Holy See are dedicated to the God of Light.

lifetime."

"The saints of the Holy See may still be able to have secret love affairs in private, but the daughter of the God of Death will never have an affair with anyone, because mortals like us simply can't get into her eyes," the old ghost advised.

"Shut up!" Li Zhenbang's eyes became terrifying. "What kind of trouble did she encounter? What went wrong? Is she in danger? Answer me honestly!"

The old ghost was startled by Li Zhenbang's eyes. At this time, Li Zhenbang's pressure on him was so strong that even the high priest of the undead clan would not give in.

"You...who are you?" The old ghost stared at Li Zhenbang and asked in shock, his voice trembling slightly due to nervousness.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Li Zhenbang's eyes widened, and his murderous aura turned towards the old ghost as if it were real.

Judging from that posture, if the old ghost dares to say something, he will definitely be rude. Maybe he won't kill the old ghost, but he will definitely be dealt with severely.

"Understand, understand, understand!" The old ghost raised his hands in a hurry and shouted, fearing that if he spoke too late, he would experience the trembling whipping of God again.

"Say!" Li Zhenbang didn't make any nonsense this time.

"That... is like this. In fact, I also heard about it." The old ghost took it out first. No matter whether what he said next was true or false, or whether it was of any use, it had nothing to do with him.

After all, he heard about it.

"It is actually not very easy for a person to transform into an undead magician or an undead warrior. Not only does one have to go through the transformation ritual, but one also has to soak in a blood pool for a period of time. Only in this way can one completely change his body and become an undead warrior.

One member."

"Not everyone can endure this kind of pain. Once they can't hold on, the only thing waiting for them is death and nutrients in the blood pool."

"On this point, I, who was transformed into a necromancer in the blood pool, actually have a say. I saw many people who entered the blood pool with me at that time." When the old ghost said this, there was a look in his eyes.

There was a hint of pride, but a trace of fear inadvertently flashed deep in his eyes.

"What do you mean? Is this the trouble you are talking about? Is Li Ruoyue in danger of turning into nutrients in the blood pool?" Li Zhenbang asked hurriedly.

"Li Ruoyue? Who is Li Ruoyue?" The old ghost looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion. He was very unfamiliar with this name. Obviously, he did not know that the original name of the saint he was talking about was Li Ruoyue.

"That's the saint you call her!" Li Zhenbang said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, you are talking about the saint! It turns out that her name is Li Ruoyue! But her name in our undead tribe is Saphiel." The old ghost wanted to continue to say something, but when he saw Li Zhenbang acting like a murderer,

With a look in his eyes, he hurriedly got back to business.

"Although the Saint also needs to revive her memories in the blood pool, she is not in danger of being dissolved by the blood pool. Don't think about it, the Saint is the daughter of the God of Death. If there is a risk of backlash if the memories are awakened, wouldn't that be true?

It's so funny!" The old ghost sensed Li Zhenbang's eagerness, so he tried to lighten the atmosphere.

However, his cold joke obviously did not relieve the atmosphere. Li Zhenbang still looked at him coldly. However, the old ghost's words were not without effect. At least after Li Zhenbang heard his words, his murderous intention towards him was slightly reduced.

a bit.

"As far as I know, before the saint entered the blood pool, she had just successfully transformed four people into the undead tribe at the same time. This has never happened before."

"Although it is a good thing that the undead tribe has four more people, if the blood pool wants to transform one person into a member of the undead tribe, it will consume quite terrifying energy, let alone transforming four people at the same time? Therefore, the energy in the blood pool must be

It is much weaker than before. I guess it took a long time for the Saint to awaken this time, which may have something to do with the decrease in blood pool energy."

"Actually, we still have many ways to restore the energy of the blood pool as soon as possible, such as continuing to invest a large number of people and monsters in the blood pool. After all, the probability of successfully transforming people is still relatively low. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of 10,000.

First, if any of these people and monsters are successfully transformed into members of the undead tribe, the energy in the blood pool may become even thinner. No one at the top wants to take this risk, and no one dares to take the risk with the Saint.

This risk."

"Actually, there is another way to solve the problem of thin energy in the blood pool, and that is to use the Holy Grail, one of the undead treasures. Unfortunately, the Holy Grail seemed to have been lost some time ago and is still missing." The old ghost shook his head and was very surprised.

He said helplessly.

"Holy Grail? Can the treasure of your undead clan be lost? Are you kidding me? Let alone treasures, they are just ordinary treasures. They should be heavily guarded. How could it be lost? And who else can be among you?

Can you come and go freely in the Divine Palace without being suspected? Could it be that you are guarding and stealing?" Li Zhenbang curled his lips.

"How did you know that the Holy Grail was stolen from the God's Mansion? How did you know that the Holy Grail was stolen from someone else?" The old ghost frowned slightly and looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion.

He only said that the Holy Grail was stolen, but did not say where or how the Holy Grail was stolen. Why does Li Zhenbang seem to know everything? Doesn't this matter have something to do with Li Zhenbang?

"Isn't this an obvious thing? If what you said is true, the Holy Grail is the holy weapon of your undead tribe, then it must be placed in the safest place for you. In a place like your undead tribe, except

God's Mansion, I really can't think of a second suitable place."

"Since the Holy Grail is protected by the Divine Palace, the defense must be extremely tight, and it is absolutely impossible for one person to protect it. Then it is obvious who can steal the Holy Grail!"

"It is well known how mysterious the Divine Mansion is, otherwise it would not have been discovered for so many years. Furthermore, the Divine Mansion is not an ordinary house of cats and dogs. Anyone who wants to can enter can enter. Even outsiders discover it accidentally.

After entering the Divine Mansion, it may not be realistic to leave easily, otherwise the location of the Divine Mansion would have been made public to the world."

"To be able to steal an extremely well-guarded important sacred artifact from a mysterious and powerful organization, either the person who does such a thing is not a human but a god, or the person who does such a thing can only be one of our own."

"I don't believe that there is a perfect existence in this world. It's like no matter how powerful a person is, there will inevitably be weaknesses. No matter how tight the defense is, there will inevitably be loopholes. The first person to know the weaknesses can only be yourself, and the first to discover them

Those who make such loopholes are often our own people." Li Zhenbang showed a profound look that sees through the world.

The old ghost's brows relaxed slightly. Although Li Zhenbang looked like he didn't deserve a beating, what Li Zhenbang said did make some sense. Moreover, the old ghost couldn't beat Li Zhenbang, so he could only let Li Zhenbang pretend.

"By the way, as far as I know, there is no news about the Holy Grail of the Undead on the market. According to what you said, the Holy Grail is missing. Even if no one finds it, there should be some news in the world." Li Zhenbang suddenly asked.

road.

The old ghost raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Zhenbang proudly. The meaning was very obvious. Wasn't your kid very crazy just now? Didn't you pretend to know everything about astronomy and geography, people and people, five hundred years in the past and five hundred years in the future?

A century-old attitude? Why did you encounter difficulties so quickly and come to ask me?

"Are you going to say it or not?" Li Zhenbang glared at the old ghost fiercely, the threat in his eyes was clear.

Li Zhenbang doesn't care or care about the value and significance of this Holy Grail to the undead tribe. What Li Zhenbang cares about is what impact the Holy Grail will have on Li Ruoyue!

"Actually, there is no news about the Holy Grail in the world. The Holy Grail is the name of our undead tribe. Others call our Holy Grail the Blood Demon Bowl." The old ghost responded hurriedly.

"What? Blood Demon Bowl?" Li Zhenbang's pupils shrank and he couldn't help blurting out.