Beast Summoner

"Holy Son, are you here? Have you found the Divine Palace? Do you have any orders? Are you ready to release me?" The Holy Warrior of the Undead looked at Li Zhenbang excitedly, as if he had seen a relative, as if he had seen a relative.

I completely forgot that my miserable state was bestowed upon me by the Li Zhenbang in front of me.

"What's your name? What's your identity?" Li Zhenbang folded his hands on his chest and raised his brows slightly.

"I have lived for too long and have used too many names. I don't know what I should be called anymore. If you feel happy, you can call me whatever you want. Please give me a name from the Holy Son!" The Holy Warrior of the Undead!

It seemed that he was answering Li Zhenbang's question seriously, but it was somewhat flattering.

"Are you willing if I call you Goudan'er?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows and teased.

"Thank you to the Holy Son for giving me the name. From now on, I will call you Goudan'er!" The Holy Warrior of the Undead looked at Li Zhenbang with a flattering smile, but the smile made Li Zhenbang feel nauseous.

It would be fine if a beautiful woman smiled like this at Li Zhenbang, and it would satisfy Li Zhenbang's vanity. But this undead holy warrior is actually a Cassie with a mutilated body and a beaten face so bruised and swollen that he is about to catch up with Notre Dame de Paris.

There is so much, and the way he laughs is honestly scarier than crying.

"Since you like the name Gou Dan'er, then you will be called Gou Dan'er from now on! Tell me what you did in the God's Mansion before!" Li Zhenbang was too lazy to ask the name of the undead saint warrior, since he was willing to call him Gou Dan'er.

Goudaner, there is no need to force yourself.

"Holy Son, to tell you the truth, I did work in the Divine Palace before, but it was just a handyman position. There was no specific position, and no real power." Goudan'er said a little embarrassed.

"Just a handyman, no specific position, no real power?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows. In his opinion, this honest-looking dog Dan was not honest at all.

He remembered what the old ghost said to him. The old ghost was not sure that he was the Holy Son. According to the old ghost, the people who could confirm his identity as the Holy Son should probably be the core personnel of the Divine Palace.

This Goudan'er kept saying that he was the Son of God and was willing to do all the hard work for him, but in fact he was doing the opposite and might even be a trap to kill himself. The more Li Zhenbang looked at Goudan'er, the more disgusting he felt.

"Hmph! Then how can you be so sure that I am the holy son of your undead tribe? Just because I own a contracted monster of the undead tribe seems a bit too hasty!" Li Zhenbang snorted coldly.

"Holy Son, you don't know something. The one who can control the undead monster is not necessarily the Holy Son, but the undead monster you can control is not an ordinary undead monster!"

"You may not know that there is a special book in the Divine Mansion about the Holy Son. It not only records the Holy Son's affairs, but also records a large number of undead monster maps."

"The undead monsters in the map are not randomly drawn. They are all known undead monsters, including some legendary undead monsters. Those who can control these monsters are not necessarily the Holy Son, but those who can control the undead monsters outside of these maps

The person must be the Holy Son!" Goudan'er said without hesitation.

"You have a good memory! You can tell at a glance whether my contracted summoned beast appears on the map recording the undead monsters!" Li Zhenbang sneered.

"Holy Son, you may not know that my memory is incredible. It is absolutely photographic memory! No matter what it is or who it is, as long as I have seen it once, I will never forget it the next time I see it.

I will admit my mistake." Goudan'er vowed.

"Then have you seen this person?" Li Zhenbang waved his hand, and the Gu Jun he had seen appeared out of thin air. Of course, this Gu Jun was not the real Gu Jun, but a phantom formed by Li Zhenbang's energy, but it was just

Even the breath is imitated perfectly.

People in this world cannot rely solely on appearance to find someone. After all, appearance can be changed, but breath is difficult to change. Especially people from the undead tribe, everyone can be said to have various faces, so

If you want to identify them, you need to rely more on breath.

Acquired bags have been completely integrated into Li Zhenbang's spiritual world, so this kind of thing can be said to come easily to Li Zhenbang.

Goudan'er stared at Li Zhenbang with wide eyes. Li Zhenbang's ability to create things out of thin air really opened his eyes. Even if the thing he created was just an illusion, it was still quite bluffing. If Li Zhenbang created a god of death,

The phantom or the phantom of the God of Light might actually be able to scare people.

"Have you seen it before?" Li Zhenbang asked again in a louder voice when Goudan'er didn't speak.

"I've seen him before. If I'm not mistaken, this person should be Gu Jun, the Holy Magister of the Undead Tribe! He's quite famous. I've been lucky enough to meet him a few times." Goudan'er said cautiously.

"What about this person?" Li Zhenbang nodded, and the image of the old ghost suddenly appeared in the acquired bag.

Li Zhenbang was doubtful about the identity of both Goudan'er and Lao Gui, so he wanted to use this method to see if he could find out Lao Gui's identity first.

If Goudaner really knows something about Laogui, he might be able to trick Laogui into getting more useful information.

Goudan'er looked at the old ghost's shadow carefully, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and frowned slightly as he thought about it.

Li Zhenbang did not interrupt him, and just watched him think. In Li Zhenbang's view, this matter seemed to be possible.

If Goudan'er has never seen the old ghost, then he doesn't have to think so hard at all. He can just deny it. The reason why he thinks is because he is very likely to have seen it, but he is not sure yet and needs to confirm carefully.

one time.

After about five or six minutes, Goudan'er nodded, and then looked at Li Zhenbang, "Shengzi, I'm not sure about this person, because I have very little contact with him, and I've probably just met him.

We only met once or twice, and we didn't even say a word. If I read it correctly, his name should be Torres."

"Torres? Who is he?" Li Zhenbang frowned slightly. This name was very unfamiliar to Li Zhenbang. Did Gou Daner admit his mistake, or did Gou Daner or Lao Gui lie?

"He can be regarded as a genius of the undead tribe. If he is given enough time to develop, he might become a legend of the undead tribe." Goudan'er explained.

"Is he so powerful?" Li Zhenbang asked.

"It can only be said that he has this potential! Torres was not originally a member of the undead tribe, but was transformed through a blood pool. He became a necromancer in less than a hundred years, but he has surpassed the achievements of many necromancers and became a

Holy Magister of the Undead." Goudan'er continued.

After hearing Goudan'er's words, Li Zhenbang already understood that the old ghost was not that honest after all. The old ghost and little kid were just another nickname he gave himself. He was probably afraid that the scandal would involve him in the future, so

I just made up such a name.

Unfortunately, he later fell in love so deeply that he revealed that he had become the Holy Mage of the Dead in less than a hundred years.

This kind of thing can be said to be big news anywhere. Even if the undead people have never seen him, it is impossible that they have not heard of his deeds.

Didn’t Goudaner recognize him? Even if Goudaner had never met Torres, if Li Zhenbang mentioned the man who had become the Holy Magister of the Dead for hundreds of years, Goudaner would definitely tell him immediately.

Torres' name.

"Since this Torres is a genius, he can't be just an ordinary member of the Divine Mansion, right?" Li Zhenbang asked.

"Of course he can't be an ordinary member! Think about it, he became the Holy Mage of the Undead in less than a hundred years. That is an example and benchmark for the undead magicians! It is the God's Palace that inspires the undead magicians.

What a great example!”

"You don't know how terrifying the power of role models is! Since the appearance of Torres, many people who had been afraid of death and did not dare to take a step forward have begun to try to attack the Holy Magister of the Undead. Some of them have

A few people have really succeeded!"

"Although some undead mages failed to be promoted and died, there are still many who failed to be promoted and survived. Their strength was only damaged. As long as they are given enough time, they can still recover."

"These guys who are afraid of death have been preparing for this step for I don't know how many years. It is reasonable to save their lives." When Goudaner said this, Li Zhenbang seemed to vaguely feel the air.

There is a hint of sourness.

There have always been open and secret fights between the undead magicians and the undead warriors. Several new undead holy magisters have appeared among the undead magicians. This is not a good thing for the undead warriors. As a undead holy warrior, Goudaner has a deep heart in his heart.

The dissatisfaction is definitely inevitable.

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with this Torres!" Li Zhenbang asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Holy Son, you are worrying too much. We are all the people of the God of Death. The better Torres is, the better it will be for us Undead Tribe!" Goudan'er hurriedly denied.

No matter what, Li Zhenbang is the holy son of the undead tribe. He is afraid that Li Zhenbang will be dissatisfied with him or have any feelings of disgust towards him. His future will still depend on the care of this holy son in front of him!

"Don't worry, I feel very unhappy about this person, and I want to deal with him. But I can't deal with him just for no reason, right? But I can't frame him either! So I hope you can share what you know about him.

Tell me everything about him so that I can find a suitable excuse!" Li Zhenbang said with a fierce look on his face and disgust.

"So that's what it's like! You almost scared me to death just now! If you had said that earlier, I would have known everything you could say!" The corner of Goudan'er's mouth raised slightly, revealing a bright smile...