From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead

Border Town, hotel base.

In a dark room, the boy was still tied to a chair.

"Well!"

He frowned and woke up from his sleep, feeling very thirsty.

Phillip licked his chapped lips and said weakly: "...I'm thirsty, give me water."

"You have to go to the toilet after drinking water. It's very troublesome to untie and untie you. Let's forget it."

The man sitting at the table beside him flipped a silver coin on his finger boredly and said in a leisurely tone.

He wears a white skull-shaped mask,

Wearing black night clothes that are convenient for movement, no hair or skin is exposed on the whole body, and a slender black sheath dagger is worn on the waist.

At first glance, it looks like the captain of the Eagle Regiment, "Assassin" Assassin, but both in size and voice, he is obviously different from the real owner.

"Scar...I can hold it in."

"No, you can't hold it in."

"Then you can help me pee without untying the rope."

"hehe."

Scar sneered twice, "Then I will chop off your head with a knife."

"..."

The air was quiet again.

After a while, Phillip said again: "Why are you wearing your captain's clothes?"

"Why do you care so much for someone who can't survive the New Year?"

Scar glanced at the young man coldly: "Go to your burning rack with peace of mind. When you are bored, you can pray to the Lord of Hell you believe in... Oh, but don't make a sound, or I will stuff a rag into your mouth."

Philip was silent for a while and said:

"I don't believe in the Lord of Hell. I study necromancy and have never thought of harming innocent people..."

"Haha, that's what every heretic who was burned at the stake said."

Scar put down the silver coins in his hand, turned around and crossed his legs to look at the boy, "Besides, have you forgotten what you should say?

"Remember, you are an evil necromancer who turned your own uncle into an undead soul and turned him into a terrifying skeleton knight.

"It wears bone armor, holds a bone gun, rides on the dead body of a moose, and keeps killing innocent mercenaries under your instructions.

"The people you killed include Flea, Dog Shit, Favran, Kane, Rayleigh...and so on, as well as your neighbor, the poor blacksmith Black!"

Scar became more and more excited as he spoke, and even smiled and waved his hands.

"An evil mage like you will be hanged and burned in the market of Border Town by the cardinal from the imperial capital in three or four months at the latest!

"At that time, we will also build a luxurious barbecue grill just for you, and everyone in the town will come to watch your 'performance'. Doesn't it feel good?

"Your wailing when you were burned to death, and the images of your painful struggle will be recorded by the magic crystal, copied many times, and watched over and over again by people. The priests will say that this is the fate of those who blaspheme! Hahahaha... …”

Scar talked to himself for a long time, but he didn't see the scared expression on the young man's face, which made him feel a little bored.

He flicked up the silver coin in his hand and grabbed it again, "To tell you the truth, Captain Assassin and I exchanged identities to capture your undead uncle. By then, its bones will be burned to ashes with you."

Phillip twitched the corners of his mouth and gritted his teeth and said:

"Forcing the Skeleton Knight to be the undead created by me, you mercenaries are so shameless. Only fools will believe your lies..."

Scar smiled casually,

"Your current magic power is indeed too low, but in the past few months, Kavin will use some stimulating drugs to forcibly increase your magic power, and temporarily reach the official mage level. This will increase your credibility, right? ?”

Phillip turned his head and said, "I hope all of you will be killed by the Skeleton Knight and the Skeleton General."

Scar smiled nonchalantly, "Haha, what are you dreaming about..."

"boom!"

Suddenly, the door opened.

Finn walked in and glanced at Scar with a frown, "Assassin hasn't come back today?"

Scar said with a confused look on his face: "No."

Finn's face suddenly darkened...

after an hour,

Finn, the mage Cavin and the werewolf Wolf came to the ravine halfway up the mountain.

Finn said in a deep voice: "Assassin should be here with another scout today, but now both of them are missing!"

Calvin bent down and picked up a card, "This deck of cards was abandoned here. They really encountered the enemy, but even the corpses..."

He pursed his lips and did not say the rest of his speculation.

A powerful enemy that can make the previous King of Killers lose contact is at least the level of the Twelve Heroic Spirits. The other scout is bound to be more dangerous.

But now you can't even see the body, which means that the battlefield has been swept away by the enemy. In all likelihood, Assassin has encountered something unexpected.

Several people soon discovered that there were traces of magic wreaking havoc on the ground nearby.

Calvin said expressionlessly: "Assassin used the magic gem to save his life. He may also have used teleportation magic to escape far away."

Werewolf Wolf sniffed, "It smells of blood..."

She walked to a piece of land that seemed to have been renovated by magic and started digging with her claws.

"Wolf?"

Finn frowned, because the werewolf dug down several meters, but still dug nothing.

"Maybe it's buried too deep, so let me do it."

The mage Kavin recited a spell and waved his staff gently.

The ground in front of him surged up, and the soil and stones seemed to be continuously kneaded by a pair of big hands, turning into clay figures and walking out.

Soon, a large pit formed.

The bloody soil and the bone fragments mixed in it were discovered by several people, and they were buried ten meters deep!

Wolf grabbed a handful of dirt, smelled it and said, "It's Assassin's blood."

Several people were silent again.

Although the complete body was not seen, it was almost certain that the companion had been killed.

Calvin said: "It was made by the undead, and their breath of death remains in the blood."

Finn said in a deep voice: "With Assassin's strength, even the high-level monsters ranked at the bottom of the Twelve Heroic Spirits can't do anything to him."

Wolf threw away the soil in his hand, "It's just some blood and bones, why do you have to bury it so deep?"

"It's because they're afraid that we'll see what they're capable of."

Calvin pushed up his glasses, "Based on these things, I really don't know how Assassin was killed and which heroic spirit the murderer was.

“The enemy should have mastered magic, so they were able to destroy the teleportation array that Assassin escaped from and bury the residue so deep underground.

"Among the top six of the Twelve Heroic Spirits, only two were Archmages during their lifetimes. The Clown Emperor ranked second, and Princess Mononoke ranked fourth..."

Finn suddenly interrupted him and said: "What if it's the Skeleton Knight? Assassin's goal was originally it!"

Kavin frowned, "Isn't this...impossible?"

They concluded that the Skeleton Knight was not as powerful as the assassin, so they arranged for Assassin to go out alone to deal with the monster.

Finn's face instantly showed exhaustion, and his heart was filled with regret.

He murmured and said: "From now on, I will treat that monster equally with the top six heroic spirits... Let's go..."

…

On the other side, in the cave,

Roja is instructing the young dragon to hypnotize the unconscious mercenary.

As the young dragon used its abilities, the mercenary who was originally lying on the ground slowly sat up with his eyes closed.

Roja relayed the "voice" through the young dragon, and first asked the first question he cared about most: Who is the strongest person in the Eagle Group?