Beast Summoner

"Is your mind okay? Are you sure you would rather die in the hands of the captain who doesn't like you and may use you as cannon fodder at any time, rather than surrender to the Holy Son?" Gu Ci looked at him in disbelief.

Golden warrior.

He could see that the Golden Warrior was obviously interested. Logically speaking, there should be no problem. But for some reason, the Golden Warrior refused at the last moment. Could it be that there was something wrong with the way he recruited? Or did he just say it?

Is there something wrong with that?

"You have taken refuge under the command of the Holy Son because you all have extraordinary abilities. I am just a big-headed soldier. How can I be so virtuous? In the future, when the Holy Son becomes powerful, he can still have some impression of me, then I will be satisfied!

"Although the golden warrior did not agree, his words were accurate.

"Gu Ci, everyone has his own ambitions, so don't force him! Since he doesn't want to, forget it, why embarrass others?" Just when Gu Ci was still about to persuade, Li Zhenbang stopped Gu Ci.

Although Gu Ci was unwilling to give in, Lord Shengzi had already spoken, so he had no choice but to shut his mouth. Although his mouth was closed, Gu Ci still glared at the golden warrior fiercely, which means I remember you.

Don't fall into my hands in the future.

The golden warrior pretended not to see it, and gave Li Zhenbang a deep and respectful salute, "Thank you, Lord Holy Son, for your understanding! I am the most ordinary member of the undead tribe, and my ambition is to be a brick of the undead tribe. Where is the need?"

Just put it wherever you want. I have no ambitions and don’t want to get involved in politics. I just want to live a good life!”

"Live well? I'm afraid you won't live the day you want!" Gu Ci said angrily.

"Okay!" Li Zhenbang glared at Gu Ci fiercely, "Everyone has his own ideas and his own way of life. Unless he wants to change it, don't force it. Life and death are destiny and wealth is in heaven. You can't force it.

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"Thank you, Lord Holy Son!" The golden warrior bowed to Li Zhenbang again.

"Lord Holy Son, please come with me?" the golden warrior asked tentatively.

What he hopes most in his heart right now is that he can leave this dragon's den safely as soon as possible. As for whether he can invite the Holy Son to the Temple of Death, he no longer has high hopes. Anyway, he has already arrived, and his mission can be considered

Done.

If the Holy Son doesn't want to go, he can't tie the Holy Son to go, right? Let alone whether he has the right, even if he has the right, he doesn't have the strength.

"Lead the way!" What surprised the golden warrior was that the Holy Son not only agreed, but also asked him to lead the way. This was equivalent to giving him a favor and credit in disguise.

If the Holy Son asked him to go back by himself, then the Holy Son's trip to the Temple of Death would be his captain's credit. But if the Holy Son went to the Temple of Death with him, then all the credit would be his own.

Regardless of any conflicts or what happened between the Son and the High Priest, he completed the High Priest's instructions, and it was still a troublesome task. The reward was definitely indispensable. The High Priest was still very generous to those who had merit.

To take a step back, if the Holy Son gains power, then I also have a certain amount of credit. After all, I am the one who brought the Holy Son.

The golden warrior led the way, the Holy Son followed him, and behind the Holy Son followed Gu Ci and others.

"The high priest is looking for the Holy Son, please stay here!" The golden warrior stopped and said to Gu Ci and others behind him.

"Lord Shengzi is following you to give you face, don't be shameless! If it weren't for Lord Shengzi's magnanimity, do you think you would still be alive talking nonsense?" Gu Ci glared and cursed unceremoniously.

The Golden Warrior refused his invitation, which made him very unhappy and humiliated. He even dared to ask him not to follow him. He really didn't know what to do.

"Who said we were following the Holy Son? A few of us wanted to go out for a walk, but we just happened to be on the way. What? You can walk on this road, but we can't?" Qiang Cao looked at the Golden Warrior coldly.

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The golden warrior grinned. Although he knew that forcing someone to do something was a strong word, what they said was reasonable. He couldn't help but let people walk, right?

Another thing is that he can feel the hostility of Gu Ci and the others towards him. If he dares to talk nonsense again, Gu Ci and the four of them will most likely deal with him. Even if they don't kill him, it is possible for him to beat him up. Who can

It makes sense to make your fist bigger!

So he simply stopped talking and let Gu Ci and the others follow behind him. Anyway, the Holy Son was going to enter the Temple of Death to meet the high priest in the end, and they couldn't get in. Even if they were allowed to enter, they had to dare to do so.

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At first, Li Zhenbang took the initiative to chat with the Golden Warrior, but the Golden Warrior was more of a deal-breaker. Either Lord Shengzi was right, or Lord Shengzi was wise, and there was nothing he could do, so he just said that he was in a low position and didn't know anything.

Seeing that Li Zhenbang couldn't get any news from the Golden Warrior, he finally didn't bother to talk nonsense with the Golden Warrior.

Fortunately, it wasn't that far from their residence to the Temple of Death. The group of them arrived in less than ten minutes, which saved them the embarrassment of being silent on the road.

Standing in front of the Temple of Death, the golden warrior walked up the steps and bowed to the two gatekeepers at the door, saying, "I have been ordered to invite the Holy Son to see the high priest, and I hope you can give me permission."

The two people at the door are no longer the two that Li Zhenbang saw last time. They have changed into two new faces. After all, the soul of the Holy Mage of the Undead has been completely destroyed, and it is impossible for him to appear again.

When they heard that the Holy Son was coming, the two people at the door tensed up instantly, looking at Li Zhenbang as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Especially the Holy Mage of the Undead, who had taken out his magic wand and was about to inflict it on himself.

Defensive magic.

This can be considered normal. As the saying goes, the shadow of a famous tree is like that. Li Zhenbang just killed an undead holy magician here a few days ago, and he was still able to escape unscathed in front of the high priest. This is unprecedented in the entire divine palace.

It has already been spread.

As the Holy Mage of the Undead, he did not want to become the next unlucky person. Although this possibility was unlikely, he was still a little panicked in his heart.

Before this, didn't anyone think that the Holy Son would dare to kill people here? The Holy Son has already set a precedent, and anything else is possible.

Another Holy Warrior of the Undead seemed to understand what the Holy Magister of the Undead was thinking, so he nodded towards the Holy Magister of the Undead and motioned for him to go in and report to the high priest.

The Holy Magister of the Undead secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no longer staying, and quickly pushed open the door of the Death Temple, and disappeared in a flash, as if he was afraid that the Holy Son would take the opportunity to sneak attack on him.

About two minutes later, the door to the Temple of Death opened, and the Saint of the Undead who had just entered slowly walked out, his eyes fixed on Li Zhenbang. Looking at his posture, I felt that he was a little too cautious.

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"Lord Holy Son, the high priest declares you to enter the Temple of Death!" After standing still, the Holy Magister of the Undead announced loudly.

"Introduce me to the palace?" Li Zhenbang narrowed his eyes and stared at the Holy Magister of the Dead. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

His current identity is the Holy Son of the Undead, and his status is above that of the High Priest. Even if he has not officially accepted the inheritance of the Holy Son, he is still a potential Holy Son, and he is on an equal footing with the High Priest.

But the Holy Magister of the Dead said that "Xuan" was a term used by superiors to subordinates. Whether it was a deliberate instruction from the high priest or a habitual slip of the tongue by the Holy Magister of the Dead, Li Zhenbang would not accept it, at least he could not accept it in such a public situation.

Seeing Li Zhenbang's eyes, the Holy Mage of the Undead could not help but feel a chill in his heart. The tragic situation of the Holy Mage of the Undead who was guarding the door instantly appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously waved his magic wand to create a magic shield for himself.

The reaction of the Holy Magister of the Undead caused the Holy Warriors of the Undead around him to become nervous. Purple fighting energy mixed with gray was instantly released from the body, forming a layer of fighting energy shield on the body surface. A handful of strange weapons exuding strong death energy

A serrated sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Seeing the posture of the Holy Mage of the Undead and the Holy Warrior of the Undead, Gu Ci and others were not to be outdone and prepared for battle.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere outside the Temple of Death became tense again, and even the breeze that was blowing slowly just now stopped at this moment.

The golden warrior who brought Li Zhenbang and others was trembling with fear, but he did not dare to leave easily. He could only hide aside and watch the situation worsen, praying in his heart that no more bloodshed would happen.

It's not that he longs for peace, but mainly that he is afraid of being affected. No one here is weaker than him. If both sides really get involved, it will be a problem for him to protect himself.

"Holy Son, I know you are very powerful, but don't think that just because you have killed someone here, you can kill again!" The Holy Mage of the Dead shouted excitedly to Li Zhenbang.

Although the Holy Magister of the Dead shouted with great momentum, it was difficult to conceal the fear in his tone. He seemed to want to use his loud voice to cheer himself up, but this approach only highlighted the fear in his heart.

"So what if we do it again? I've already given the high priest enough face by waiting here, but you dare to use the word "announce me into the temple". You have a way of killing yourself, and you can't blame others!" Li Zhenbang's body seemed to have murderous intent.

In essence, the Qi machine has been firmly locked on the Holy Mage of the Undead.

How could the Holy Magister of the Dead listen to Li Zhenbang's words? In his opinion, Li Zhenbang was simply making excuses with words. His purpose was nothing more than to kill him to embarrass the high priest, and to kill him to establish his authority in the eyes of others.

"You...you are so rude! Repeatedly and again, you are not the Holy Son yet, and you have not accepted the Holy Son's inheritance! If you kill people in the Undead Tribe, that means you don't take the High Priest seriously.

Pay attention to the Divine Palace, not the entire undead clan!" The Holy Mage of the Undead directly slapped Li Zhenbang with a big hat.