Beast Summoner

"The reason why I say this to you is mainly because you have not been an undead for a long time, and you became an undead magician because of hatred, so you should not be as indifferent to feelings as other undead people." Li Zhenbang

He took a deep breath, calmed down and said.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I will save my sister no matter what, even if it means destroying the divine palace, even if it means killing the god!" Li Zhenbang narrowed his eyes slightly and said firmly.

For some reason, the old ghost didn't take Li Zhenbang's words seriously at first, but after feeling the aura emanating from Li Zhenbang, he inexplicably believed that Li Zhenbang might actually be able to do it.

The old ghost is very puzzled. Why does he have such an illusion? Li Zhenbang is not weak now, but the strength Li Zhenbang has shown is not to mention killing gods. Even the destruction of the Divine Mansion is just a fantasy. The Divine Mansion randomly sends out a few people.

You can throw Li Zhenbang and his contracted summoned beasts into one pot.

"I can understand how you feel, and I can relate to it. But what's wrong with becoming a saint of the undead? This is her destiny. She is a saint of the undead. This is the arrangement of the God of Death, and she is also a saint.

We have no right to interfere with our own choices, and we have no way to interfere." The old ghost shook his head and persuaded.

"Fate? Whose fate? Whose choice? This is all imposed on her by you undead tribe. When did you ask her about her wishes? If she is really willing, I have nothing to say, but she

She was kidnapped by you. You want to force her to awaken and become some bullshit saint, but I won't agree!" Li Zhenbang said through gritted teeth.

The old ghost is now a member of the undead clan, so he naturally hopes that the saint will become a real saint and lead the undead clan to become stronger. Only in this way can he have more hope of complete revenge. But if he is from Li Zhenbang's perspective, if he

If his relatives were snatched away by others, he would probably do the same thing!

"Actually, you are lucky." The old ghost pondered for a moment and said suddenly.

"Lucky? Why are you lucky? Are you being kidnapped, losing your freedom, and being forcibly transformed into another stranger at any time? Do you call this lucky?" Li Zhenbang stared at the old ghost.

"At least she is still alive. No matter whether she becomes a saint or not, she is still alive, but my relatives..." The old ghost slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and did not continue.

Li Zhenbang sighed. Although the old ghost was the Holy Mage of the Undead, he felt some sympathy for the old ghost in his heart. He could completely understand the pain of the old ghost, at least he could understand the pain of the old ghost before he became the undead magician.

"Li Zhenbang, I admit that among summoned beast mages, you can already be called a genius. You are definitely a top existence, whether it is your own strength or the strength of the contracted summoned beasts you possess."

"Seeing that we have some sympathy for each other, I would like to advise you to cherish what you have now. Your current achievements are not easy. Geniuses are not uncommon, but there are too few geniuses who can grow up! God's Mansion

It’s really not something you can compete with, at least not now.”

"In many cases, we have to learn to be patient. Forbearance is not about admitting defeat. It is a kind of wisdom that takes a step back and the world is brighter. As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

"Back then, I just didn't know how to be patient, and I was still full of extravagant hopes for the Muye Federation. As a result, I almost killed myself. Fortunately, I became a necromancer in the end, so I escaped the disaster and could kill with my hands.

Enemy."

"If you really want to save your sister, I suggest you wait until you have accumulated enough strength. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to save people, but you will also have to involve yourself, which will not be worth the gain." The old ghost said earnestly, and listened.

It seemed like he was really thinking about Li Zhenbang.

Li Zhenbang looked at the old ghost in surprise, "You are an undead magician. Why do you want me to take away the saint of your undead tribe? You don't have any conspiracy, do you?"

"What kind of conspiracy? If you look at it from the perspective of a necromancer, I naturally don't want you to take the saint away. That is the hope for the development and rise of our undead race."

"But when I think about my own life experience, I feel some sympathy for you, and I still hope that you can save your sister in the end. Alas! In fact, my heart is not contradictory!" The old ghost sighed helplessly.

Li Zhenbang smiled slightly, "Whether your concern is genuine or fake, I take it as sincere, and I accept this affection."

The old ghost was happy, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at Li Zhenbang calmly, "To be honest, if you really have the ability to change the world, I really hope to see that day!"

"I have no interest in changing the world. My biggest wish is actually to live with my relatives, loved ones and friends, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and live a carefree life of a rich man!" Li Zhenbang said with a look of longing.

.

"Repaying a rich man by being carefree? Haha!" The old ghost smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What kind of wish do you have here? It's just a luxury wish!"

"Let's not say that being carefree is simply unrealistic. Let's talk about this rich man. What is a rich man? How much wealth does one have to be considered a rich man? You underestimate people's greed and selfishness! As the saying goes, a mountain looks at a mountain.

The mountain is high, even if you don't have greed, can you guarantee that others don't have greed?"

"Greed is not necessarily greed for money, it can also be greed for fame, wealth, sex, life, etc. As long as there is greed, it is impossible to be truly satisfied in the heart. Temporary satisfaction and enjoyment will only make them want more.

.You are still young, so you may not have seen much of the dark side of human nature, but I have seen too many." The old ghost shook his head, as if he had come from before.

"What else do you know about the Holy Grail?" Li Zhenbang waved his hand and changed the subject.

He had to do it no matter what, no matter how great the resistance or the danger, he had to do it, and he had to do it as soon as possible.

After the saint awakens, she will lose her past memories. Who knows whether this memory has completely disappeared or been sealed.

Li Zhenbang doesn't want to take this risk. If Li Ruoyue's memory disappears completely, then even if he successfully rescues Li Ruoyue, will Li Ruoyue still be the Li Ruoyue of the past? If Li Ruoyue can be rescued earlier, Li Zhenbang doesn't want to delay it.

To avoid something irreversible happening.

"I only know so much about the Holy Grail. What I say is true! You also know that I have been a necromancer for less than a hundred years, and I am still practicing most of the time. How can I have so much time to engage in other things?

?If the Holy Grail hadn't been lost, I might not know about the Holy Grail even now." The old ghost shook his head and said.

"You really don't know?" Li Zhenbang looked at the old ghost suspiciously. He could only listen to half of what the old ghost said.

"I really don't know! How about I make another oath?" The old ghost looked at Li Zhenbang helplessly.

Li Zhenbang shook his head, "Then you should tell me more about the Holy Son! How do you determine who is the Holy Son? As far as I know, the Holy Son does not seem to need to be transformed into an undead tribe."

"Li Zhenbang, why don't you listen to my advice? All I have said is in vain? Do you still want to pretend to be the Holy Son and sneak into the divine palace? I know you really want to save your sister, but you are really like this

There is no life in the world! Not only can you not save her, but you also have to get yourself involved, so why bother?" the old ghost said excitedly.

Li Zhenbang looked at the old ghost in confusion, "Are you a little too excited? In any case, we are still on opposite sides now, and you thinking about me so much makes me really nervous."

"When I see you now, it's like I see myself when I was young. I really can't bear to see you fall like this!" The old ghost looked at Li Zhenbang with sincere eyes.

"If you really want to help me, stop trying to persuade me. Hurry up and tell me what you know about the Holy Son of the Undead. The more detailed the better. Don't worry, even if I am discovered by someone from your Divine Palace,

, I won’t turn you in either.” Li Zhenbang promised.

The old ghost sighed, "Since you insist on doing this and I can't stop you, then I'll tell you about the Holy Son! In fact, I don't know much about the Holy Son. Think about it, what about the Saint

I know very little, let alone the Holy Son, who is even rarer than the Saint."

The old ghost slowly closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and then said: "The undead tribe has its own unique identification method for the Holy Son. The most important one is that it can control undead monsters. Remember, it is an undead monster, not

Undead puppet."

"And the Holy Son cannot simply control undead monsters. The undead monsters he can control must be unknown and must have never appeared in this world." The old ghost said mysteriously.

"Then how do we know that this undead monster has never appeared in this world? Do you have to visit them one by one and then vote by show of hands? This is not a monkey trick. What if we meet the real Holy Son?

Will it embarrass the Holy Son?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows.

He doesn't want to be visited as a zoo animal. Even if it is just his contracted summoned beast, he will still feel the same, as if he is being visited by someone.

"How is it possible? The Holy Son is the most beloved son of the God of Death. No matter whether he makes the undead tribe stronger or brings disaster to the undead tribe, no one will dare to offend him easily, not even the high priest of the undead tribe.

." The old ghost explained.

"Our undead clan has a book specifically recorded about the Holy Son, which records various undead monsters that have been seen or not seen. As long as the undead monsters controlled by the Holy Son are not included in the records, then there is half a chance that the Holy Son will

It's true." The old ghost explained patiently.