Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Before the storm, the sea is mostly calm.

At night, the top of Shushan Mountain.

The edge of the viewing platform where Qi Lin used to stay.

The high priest stood there in a white robe, holding a scepter, watching the brightly lit night under Shushan Mountain.

Except for the lack of heavy traffic, everything seems to be as prosperous as before the catastrophe.

Except for the two safe areas of the military, this is the only place that dares to be brightly lit at night.

The magic pattern of the enchanting scepter passed by by chance, reflecting the high priest's frown and a few bubbles around his lips.

Over the past month or so, the high priest has been very anxious.

Vaguely, he felt that this South Zhili was about to undergo drastic changes.

But the specific kind of change, the high priest is not clear.

He only knows one thing, the military is eager to see the skeleton man behind him!

very urgent!

As a result, the high priest's previous excuses and bluffs have become ineffective in the near future.

The high priest had a hunch that maybe it wouldn't be long before the military's policy towards him would not be as gentle as before.

They are likely to take some measures against him.

"What exactly happened?"

"Why are they in such a hurry?"

The palm of the high priest's hand holding the scepter turned white from the force.

From a tourist trapped on the mountain, it has grown to tens of thousands of believers today.

This period of development of the High Priest is full of twists and turns and mysteries.

Before the catastrophe, he was just a stock market practitioner, and he never thought that he would get to where he is today by relying on deceit.

But he did get to where he is today.

In the eyes of outsiders, the High Priest went pretty well.

Under one person, above ten thousand people.

The master of the hall never showed up, and the high priest in charge of each department is the absolute talker of the hall of death.

But only the high priest knew it in his heart.

As long as the skeleton man does not recognize him, his beating heart will not be at peace.

For the sake of a simple confession, the high priest even gave up the royal robes that made him so excited, gave up arrogance and indulgence, and gave up too many desires.

In front of outsiders, he will always be that inscrutable priest who dedicated everything to the Hall Master and the Palace of Rebirth.

He continued to plan various development policies for the Temple of Death, and at the same time increased the supervision and review mechanism of the internal management.

Just to have a good reputation in the Hall of Rebirth, to have a good reputation among the people, and to have a place to display its own value.

All of this is for the Skeleton Man's acknowledgment.

The high priest once thought when he was obsessed with ghosts, if one day the skeleton man was killed by the demon, wouldn't he be able to

But at that time, this idea was immediately shattered by him.

the reason is simple.

In the past two months, the number of Skeleton soldiers has grown exponentially.

Those huge number of skeletons swarmed towards the east of the city, blazing a trail of blood.

Even two weeks ago, the second-highest person in the Hall of Rebirth: the fifteenth-level director of the Demon Hunting Department went deep into the city, and when he was seriously injured by a demon ambushed and returned, he brought back a message: he saw the rage of the hall master. The bow-wielding skeletons actually formed a high-end formation of at least twenty!

That is to say, the strength of the skeleton man has grown again!

The flaming skeletons that were originally scattered in various teams can now be taken out individually and prepared separately!

The high priest didn't know the level geometry of that kind of flaming skeleton.

But the high priest who has collected a lot of information about the actual battle of the flaming skeletons is very clear,

If the formation composed of flaming skeletons is targeting Shushan, then when their rocket salvo falls, Shushan, which has no defense capabilities, will probably disappear in smoke.

Absolute strength made the high priest dare not have any unreasonable thoughts.

Those such as: using the banner of the skeleton man to develop themselves, gain both sides in front of the military and other forces, and then expand their own hard power, so as to take the opportunity to rise to the top

Facing the ever-increasing strength of the skeleton man, all the other strategies disappeared.

Moreover, the high priest has been committed to shaping the beliefs of the grassroots people in the Temple of the Past.

Every Saturday and Sunday, all the people will go to the skull statue of Shushan High School to pray together.

One is to strengthen the dominance through faith, and the other is to show that the high priest really has no two hearts and is loyal to the skeleton man.

Even, apart from occasionally going to the Jade Girl Division to have fun.

The high priest's diet has always been compressed biscuits, mineral water and the like.

Oh, it is worth mentioning that the high priest never prostitutes for nothing, all at his own expense.

Except for the high priest who stored all the spiritual potions strangely and forbids anyone to use them.

Everyone couldn't find any place to criticize the high priest.

When other executives eat hot pot, boil mutton, and lie happily on the bed with their star lovers in their arms.

The high priest was still standing on the edge of the viewing platform where Qi Lin had stayed, thinking endlessly.

The only person who knows the root and the bottom, Fan Zhong once asked him in private: Are you not tired of pretending like this?

The high priest just gave him a blank look and didn't answer him.

Because the answer is obvious, as long as a person stays in his position, he will be tired!

Each of the policy reforms has been implemented into specific policies.

There are project sites that are breaking ground everywhere, and those high-level managers who are thinking about it.

Those who form gangs and complain about the unfair distribution of materials and props.

Under the high-pressure and clean-cut policy, the grassroots managers always want to give some sweetness so as not to cause more trouble.

The overt and secret temptations of the military, how those who used the marching direction of the skeleton men to make plans that seemed to help the Palace of the Past.

How the management personnel who crossed the line dealt with those "the water is clear and there are no fish" made the heads of various departments calm down.

And so on, the high priest who did it himself hasn't had a good night's sleep since the Palace of Death surpassed his expectations and entered a high-speed development.

But he dare not say tired, because tired is not the correct answer.

The high priest once said the correct answer to others: I am only exercising authority on behalf of the hall master. I will not have any interest in the world in this life. I will dedicate my life to the great hall master: Your Highness the Skeleton God!

As long as the Palace of Rebirth can be circulated from generation to generation, I will not be afraid of suffering!

Because it's worth it!

Regardless of whether the correct answer is fake or not, fake or not.

As long as the high priest utters these words on any occasion, anyone who hears them will give a thumbs up of admiration and shout a sentence of praise: Good job! My role model!

As for what a small number of transparent people say in private?

The high priest didn't care, as he said to Fan Zhong from the very beginning: You have to pretend!

Be sure to pack it up!

After seeing the strength of those skeletons growing rapidly, the high priest made up his mind:

As long as the skeleton man never shows up for a day, he will keep pretending like this!

But if you keep pretending, it's not a kind of truth.

Perhaps in the records of future history books, his high priest is really

"Ah Choo!"

The high priest leaned forward and sneezed.

Since a month ago, he felt that the top of the mountain was a bit 'too high to be cold'.

Originally, the high priest still felt a little strange.

Obviously, the temperature has been rising, and people down the mountain are wearing short sleeves.

Why is it so cold on the top of the mountain?

But later, when the high priest saw all kinds of colorful plants growing extremely gratifyingly all over the mountains and plains above Shu Mountain.

The high priest let go of this concern.

Extraordinary powers have appeared in this ghost world. Before, it snowed for a while, and it rained for a while. It’s just a little colder. Just wear more clothes. It’s no big deal.

high priest wiping his nose

At this moment, an armed man ran to stand ten meters away from the high priest, and shouted: "High priest, I have something important to report!"

The high priest quickly shrugged his shoulders and then lowered his shoulders. When he turned around, he raised his chest and raised his head, and said majesticly, "Say."

"The swordsman who mastered magic that the military has been looking for has disappeared!"

"The source of the information is Li Guodong, a driver at the material distribution center. We have verified some details and they are consistent."

The armed personnel quickly recounted the relevant information.

The high priest was overjoyed: "Go and tell Director Fan to lead those four people up, I have something to ask them!"

The armed men led the way.

Fan Zhong, as one of his own who "knows the roots and knows the bottom line", with the strong support of the high priest, has become the first-level person in the Palace of Death, up to level 16!

This level, coupled with Fan Zhong's taciturn, indifferent behavior, made him the most reassuring person for the high priest.

According to the information shared by the military, in the whole of Nanzhili, Fan Zhong's rank can be ranked among the top ten.

The high priest slowly sat on the edge of the viewing platform, waiting for those people to arrive.

Although his face was sinking like water, the clenched left hand in his sleeve still showed the excitement in his heart.

The military has been looking for four people: a skeleton man, a fire spellcaster, a swordsman who masters magic, and a white-haired man with all the qualities of the chosen one.

Among them, the direction of the skeleton man naturally fell on the Palace of Rebirth, which had been pulling the tiger skin and erecting the banner.

Due to some factors unknown to the high priest, the military's patience has become less and less recently.

The high priest didn't know why the military was in such a hurry to find the skeleton man, and he also had a hard time about it.

If he can't find the skeleton man again, he may really overturn.

After all, apart from Fan Zhong's personal combat power, the middle-level combat power of his subordinates seemed so vulnerable in front of the military with all kinds of human and animal special forces.

If it is discovered that the forces that have received the benefits for so long are just fooling around, then the high priest can think of the end with his toes, which is probably not very good.

But now, the appearance of a swordsman who mastered magic gave him hope.

If this awesome character can be pulled into the Hall of Rebirth, it will somewhat slow down the fact that the military has been questioning the skeleton man.

"Everything that happens will be good for me."

The high priest murmured and repeated this sentence, his brain running fast trying to find a way to keep this swordsman.

As long as this swordsman can be left behind, even if the skeleton man cannot be found in the short term.

He can also delay for a longer period of time in front of the increasingly urgent military, and he can still continue to pull on the tiger's skin to find other things.

While the high priest was thinking, Fan Zhong led a group of men surnamed Zhang to the top of the mountain quickly.

When he saw the high priest sitting on the edge of the viewing platform in the distance, Fan Zhong walked aside alone and remained silent.

The four of them came to a yellow line about fifteen meters away from the high priest, and knelt down in unison with a plop.

If it was before, this kind of behavior would naturally be resisted.

But since the high priest slowly reformed the beliefs of the grassroots, people no longer resist this kind of worship with religion, gods, and the like.

The high priest sat there, accepting it calmly.

"Tell me carefully what happened to that person and where it happened."

While the high priest was speaking, an armed man quickly laid out a city map in front of Li Guodong, and gave him a pen to mark the location.

"High Priest, that person is more than two meters tall and wears a face scarf embroidered with gold patterns. We met for the first time at"

Li Guodong lowered his head and drew various places on the map where he met Heifeng, and loudly said all the information about the encounter.

The high priest, on the other hand, didn't say a word, and listened carefully, for fear of missing some details.

After a long time, wait until Li Guodong finished speaking.

The high priest asked some more detailed questions, confirmed again and again that it was Heifeng, and after learning about the other party's behavior style, he said: "Good job, the Hall of Rebirth will reward believers who have made meritorious deeds!"

"Li Guodong, you want your little daughter to enter the elite class taught by the directors of each department, right?"

The high priest had a kind smile on his face: "It's settled. I will send someone to pick up your daughter later. The students in the elite class have to study and stay on the mountain. If you miss your daughter in the future, you can."

"Your son." The high priest glanced at the young man next to the excited Li Guodong: "There is a lack of an officer in the logistics department, go to the interview tomorrow."

"Thank you High Priest!"

Li Guodong grabbed his son's arm, kowtowed on the ground, and kept shouting: "Thank you, High Priest!"

For her daughter to enter the elite class, it means that she will become a high-level member of the Hall of Rebirth in the future.

And the son has entered the logistics department, so he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing in the future.

All of Li Guodong's previous adventures have paid off at this moment.

"Don't thank me, it is the rule set by the Palace Master that you must be rewarded for meritorious service. We should be grateful to the Palace Master." The high priest did not forget to deepen his spiritual belief at this moment: "Praise the Palace Master!"

"Praise the Lord!"

"Praise the Lord!"

After Li Guodong and his son retired contentedly.

The high priest promoted the man surnamed Zhang to another rank, and the attendant also gained a considerable amount of contribution points.

All of this is just because Qi Lin feels that Xiao Di is a child, and children should pay attention to their physical development, so that they cannot grow taller due to malnutrition when they were young.

So let Hei Feng exchange some vegetables with Li Guodong and his son for Xiaodi to eat.

An extremely simple little thing has created a beautiful and happy life for Li Guodong's family in the future.

After the four of them left.

The high priest couldn't wait to let Fan Zhong take the map, spread it on the edge of the viewing platform and began to study it.

"According to Li Guodong, his next transaction with the magic swordsman will be in Lanxi Town, and the time will be four days later. You can go there with Li Guodong to make contact."

"Fan Zhong, how do you think we can ensure that this person is brought in?"

"He seems to be in need of vegetables."

On the city map, some circles are drawn, those are the locations where Li Guodong and Heifeng exchanged vegetables.

The high priest, who was thinking carefully, couldn't stop thinking.

"This trajectory of action."

"hiss"

"Fan Zhong, take a look!"

The high priest pulled Fan Zhong closer who was absent-mindedly watching the night at the foot of the mountain.

"Look at the place and time this swordsman appeared!" Pointing to those circles, the high priest said excitedly, "Look at the time and direction, he came from the east all the way to Mount Shu!"

"Could it be that the word-of-mouth plan I have been working so hard to build before is finally going to be effective?"

The high priest was very excited. For a long time, he had been paying attention to the word-of-mouth of the Hall of Death, not only because a good word-of-mouth could attract more people.

Also for good word of mouth, to prevent being liquidated when one day sees the skeleton man.

Fan Zhong still didn't speak. He always felt that he was not a brain material, and that professional things should be left to professional people.

The high priest also understood this point very well, his words were not so much for Fan Zhong, but for himself.

The emperors of all dynasties are lonely and widowed.

As a modern person, the High Priest doesn't want to have no one around him who can talk.

Keep pretending, he is also very tired.

"I don't understand what you said. It's nothing. I went to the airport." Fan Zhong glanced at the high priest, and said straight: "The people from the hunter said that there was a dog over there that I didn't kill. Demon seeds of the same type can provide too little experience, so I have to work harder so that people don’t exceed the level.”

Hearing the words, the high priest looked up at Fan Zhong who was about to leave. The other party really didn't regard him as a high priest.

However, this kind of personality also made the high priest quite relieved. During this period of time, Fan Zhong's behavior all showed that he would not compete with him for power.

"No, no, no!" The high priest hurriedly called Fan Zhong to stop, and said seriously: "There are more important things you need to do, which are related to the future of the Palace of Death!"

Fan Zhong stopped, turned his head to look at the high priest, knowing that he was not the one who used his brain, he was always silent and listening.

"You will notify the directors of each department later, let them explain it layer by layer, and pay close attention to a tall person, especially the person holding the silver sword!"

The high priest looked excited, and spoke very fast: "Let everyone clean the road for me, and make the surrounding environment more beautiful!"

"Also, you should personally visit the residential areas of each community one by one. If there is any grievance recently, try to find a way to settle it for me!"

"If there are believers who have been wronged, they must be appeased! Don't be afraid of wasting supplies, appeasement is the first priority!"

The high priest knew very well that even though he promulgated many high-pressure and clean policies, even though he improved the material treatment of managers.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and there will always be some troubles.

Through the trajectory and time of the action on the map, the high priest could see that the black wind was coming towards Shushan, and the distance was very close, maybe it was at the bottom of the mountain at this moment!

In order to allow the Palace of Death to continue to develop at a high speed, the high priest was also worried.

"Notify everyone that you must pay attention to your style of conduct in the near future, especially those managers who are responsible for household registration statistics and job assignments. Tell them, no matter who is coming in the near future, please treat me politely!"

The high priest paused the scepter when he got up, making a dull sound.

"Tell them, whoever dares to cause trouble for me at this juncture"

The high priest sneered: "Hmph! That's my fault!"

"If he dares to smash my pot, I will let him have nothing to eat!"

Perhaps because he was afraid that Fan Zhong would not understand, the high priest added to Fan Zhong: "On weekdays, the people below are used to being lazy, and they are also used to being flattered and flattered by others. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Anywhere is a safe zone for the military. It’s inevitable that there will be some filth, if the magic swordsman is a character who hates evil, and then makes a scene of private visits in undercover, then we will really suffer miserably!”

"Fan Zhong!" The high priest came to the silent Fan Zhong, patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Be careful when sailing for ten thousand years, we must not stumble at this juncture!"

"Don't run around in the past few days. Anyway, with your level now, those same monsters don't have much experience. You have been patrolling down the mountain these few days, let the people below grow eyes, tell This time they are not just fooling around, let them take it seriously."

"It's not easy for me to pull this family business together. This is just the beginning. As the expansion continues, there will always be rivers and lakes where there are people." The high priest poured bitter water on the frowning Fan Zhong, showing his strength Not easy: "There will always be some unpleasant things happen, and I can't trust others. We have come all the way, and you are the only one who can be trusted! So these few days can only be hard on you."

Fan Zhong pursed his lips and said nothing, but said softly: "It's okay, you use your brain, I will handle the matter, this is what we agreed before."

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll do it right away."

After receiving the high priest's instruction, Fan Zhong turned his head and left.

The high priest looked at Fan Zhong's back and nodded in satisfaction.

There is nothing to say about the efficiency of this bearded man. As long as it is something promised, even if he is injured and stays up all night, he will get it done as soon as possible.

The High Priest liked this style of work very much.

No leader would dislike this kind of person.

Suddenly, the high priest seemed to have thought of something, and he quickly shouted to Fan Zhong's back: "Go to the Department of Agricultural Sciences and tell us to let them work overtime to promote the growth of vegetables! Then prepare to entertain distinguished guests!"

Fan Zhong silently waved his hand and went down the mountain.

The high priest was more and more satisfied.

He looked down at the map and tightened his robe.

"It's getting late at night, and it's getting colder."

"I can't sleep yet, I have to think about how to win over that magic swordsman."

Above the Shu Mountain, the lights are brightly lit, and there are many worries.

Under the Shu Mountain, people were full of voices, praising the Palace Lord.

And Qi Lin has come to the foot of the mountain at this moment.

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