I am your natural enemy

Chapter 500 I am the Han envoy, apologize to me (6.5k)

The news spread so quickly, Wen Yan was not surprised. The undead in the Sea of ​​Undead think differently from normal people.

He was too high-profile in the Sea of ​​Undead before. According to Bourne, the undead in the entire Sea of ​​Undead are waiting for the arrival of the king.

Bourne, who has seen Wen Yan, will definitely not say anything nonsense, but there are probably many undead who have not seen Wen Yan, and they wish everyone knew that the Sea of ​​Undead has risen.

Everyone knows that the Sea of ​​Undead is a ghost place. Here, endless undead can drown everything that falls here, but everyone also knows that outside the Sea of ​​Undead, a single undead is a standard sewer profession.

And the undead with intelligence in the Sea of ​​Undead, not to mention all, at least most of them want to leave the Sea of ​​Undead and complete a jump, even if it is a fake jump summoned.

However, now there is an undead creature in the world, and he has specially asked someone to bring a message to show his goodwill. What does this mean?

What is an undead creature? Isn't it just a dead soul?

But Wen Yan heard it clearly. Bourne conveyed it word for word, and even said that it was the original words.

Wen Yan wondered whether he should test it and let this guy try to summon it?

But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He would try it again when he had a chance. Now he still wanted to choose a more reliable way first, and then he would talk about it if it didn't work.

Let Bourne introduce how the normal undead summoning is done. After listening to it, he understood the mechanism.

When a normal undead is summoned, it is only the soul fire that is summoned. The body must be prepared in the present world, and all kinds of materials are also needed. It cannot be brought directly from the sea of ​​undead.

If it is completely dead, it is dead. If it is unsummoned or the body is destroyed, it will return to the sea of ​​undead again. Under normal circumstances, most of the summoned undead will not die completely.

But there are actually many ways to completely kill the summoned undead. The intelligent undead will take the initiative to run away and fall into the sea of ​​undead when things are impossible.

Therefore, it is somewhat difficult for Wen Yan to use the summoning to go up. After all, he is not a real undead. He is a living person with flesh and blood. If there are no passive people to support him, he cannot survive here.

After thinking about it, I decided to try to summon the undead warhorse first and rush out first.

The way home is just ahead, but how far ahead is there is no way to be sure, and he has not opened the full map.

When there is the huge logistics and black box support of the Lieyang Department, it is not too simple to open the full map. All kinds of calculations can be prepared in advance. Now that he can't use the black box, he is not used to it.

I have to give suggestions to the experts of the Lieyang Department later.

Wen Yan jumped off the big ship in the town and landed on countless skeletons. He stretched out his hand, took out a stack of paper money for offering, closed his eyes, and stood in front of the fifth door.

Every time he saw the horse on the door stepping on the paper money, he felt a little bit uncomfortable, but as long as it was not a frontal photo, everything was fine.

The sixth door was already open, and the dark blue flame was flowing. Wen Yan stretched out a hand and pressed it on the head of the relief of the ghost horse.

The ghost horse had no body, and the ghost horse could even benefit from his speed bonus, so it should be assumed to be his mount.

Even if we consider that this is in purgatory, the sea of ​​​​the dead is a natural home field, so it should be possible.

Wen Yan was afraid that it would not work, so he tried to transform the power through the sixth door and bless it with the violent sun.

In the outside world, Wen Yan closed his eyes, and the dark blue flame appeared on the offering paper money. The extremely powerful power was blessed on it. Wen Yan threw it out and fell into the sea of ​​​​the dead.

The paper money burning with dark blue flames sank under countless bones and soon disappeared.

After throwing it in, there was no movement.

At the same time, at Wen Yan's house, the ghost horse neighed and cried out.

The sparrow cat flapped its wings, surprised and happy.

"Wen Yan is looking for you?!"

For a moment, the house was in chaos, and the sparrow cat landed on the dining table with its head held high.

"Stop arguing, let me do it, can you understand?

Get out of the way!

Go tell Wen Yan to try to open the door to find him, but the door can't be opened.

Gauss said he went to hell, so if he really can't find the way back, give him a contact number and let him find someone to lead the way.

Then let the other party go to Gauss to collect the debt.

Why are you looking at me? Am I the kind of person who eats by myself and lets others pay the bill?

When Wen Yan is not at home, I am the only source of income for our family!

This is what Gauss said himself!"

As the sparrow cat spoke with his head held high, the housekeeper had quietly brought a scroll, asked the ghost horse to open its mouth, and stuffed the scroll into the ghost horse's mouth.

The butler touched the neck of the warhorse and whispered.

"This is given by Mr. Gauss. You should be able to take it. Good horse, it depends on you. You must bring the gentleman back. After you come back, I will find you some high-quality goods for a snack."

The warhorse couldn't wait any longer. It neighed, raised its front hooves, stepped on the ground, and a crack appeared on the ground. It rushed into the crack and disappeared. After the crack disappeared, the ground remained the same.

On the other side, Wen Yan was silent and waited quietly. There was no movement for a long time. Before, it always appeared quickly.

After waiting for two minutes, Wen Yan suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.

At this time, there was no movement outside, but Wen Yan knew that he had succeeded.

The relief of the horse stepping on paper money on the fifth door had already rushed out of the gate and disappeared.

Now he realized that this was not a forced summoning, but he issued a summons, and the ghost horse responded to it, so it would appear.

Come to think of it, it was right, and forced summoning did not quite fit his idea.

The quiet sea of ​​the dead suddenly began to vibrate slightly, and soon turned into a violent vibration, just like the calm sea surface suddenly began to rise into huge waves.

Not far ahead, countless bones bulged and turned into a small hill.

In a flash, the hill exploded, and the dark blue flames gushed out, turning into a pillar of fire rising into the sky.

In a few minutes, the stack of paper money that Wen Yan threw into the sea of ​​the dead had long sunk to an unknown place.

At this time, the place where the ghost horse responded to the summons was in the depths of the sea of ​​the dead.

Amid the gushing flames, a roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and a blue-green lightning burst out from the ground and appeared in front of Wen Yan in an instant.

Unlike the past, this time it was not a body of stone, but a body of bones, because here, there might not be any stone.

The ground that could not be seen under the feet was still all bones.

It looked like a horse's body, but there was a single horn on the forehead, and there were even a pair of wings on the body, which looked like they were pieced together.

One side looked like a flesh wing, and the other side looked like a feather wing, but only bones were left, without any flesh and blood.

The tail looked like a triangular bone strung together, and there was a hideous demon skull with horns hanging on the hind legs.

The ghost warhorse had blue-green flames burning in its eyes, and it happily rushed to Wen Yan.

Bourne behind him wanted to do something, but he knew at a glance that this was another high-level undead, and the gap in status could crush him.

Borne stood respectfully at the back, thinking of the last time when the king... oh no, the boss asked him, what if he was not the king of the dead.

He could summon his high-level undead mount directly in the sea of ​​dead. Except for the king of high-level undead, is it possible for anyone else to do this?

The boss is really... what's that word, oh, humor.

Moreover, the bones on the boss's mount are not ordinary bones in the sea of ​​dead. They should be some powerful creatures that fell into the sea of ​​dead and died here. The main body of the skeleton should be a sacred unicorn.

As for the obviously mismatched wings, tail, and an extra demon skull, Borne couldn't recognize them, but it must be extraordinary.

That demon might be a demon that the boss killed, leaving the other's head as a trophy.

Wen Yan looked at the new skin of the dead soul warhorse and reached out to touch the warhorse's cheek and neck.

"Good horse, you're here at the right time."

The warhorse opened its mouth and spit out a scroll made of unknown material, neighing and not knowing what to say.

Wen Yan didn't quite understand it, but he could roughly understand a little bit of the meaning. In addition, after opening it and taking a look, he knew that among the people he knew, only Gauss could do it.

There were a lot of magic symbols and patterns on it, and some empty spaces inside, with some notes written in artistic fonts.

It means that this scroll can summon a devil broker. Gauss purchased things before, and it was through this devil broker. If Wen Yan can't find the way back from Purgatory, he can contact this guy. This guy is very familiar with Purgatory and will definitely have a way.

If the devil broker is not happy, just beat him to death, anyway, it will definitely not be wronged.

As for other things, Wen Yan doesn't need to worry about it.

Wen Yan looked at the scroll and put it away first. Gauss was also thoughtful, knowing that Purgatory is more troublesome.

"Good horse, you did a good job." He continued to praise the warhorse, and the warhorse flapped its wings and prepared to take off.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up, and he jumped on the horse and let the warhorse try to see if it could fly.

On the wings of the warhorse, a dark blue power floated, and as it flapped and galloped, it turned into a long halo tail and rushed into the sky.

After flying up, Wen Yan had not had time to feel the feeling of taking off. The first thing he saw was the boundless sea of ​​dead souls, and the direction he was guided in his heart was still very far away.

The disadvantage of only navigation direction and no distance display was reflected.

Let the dead soul warhorse fly to the highest point, Wen Yan looked up and looked into the distance. There was no cloud, fog, water vapor, and no obstacles, but he could see the farthest distance, but he still couldn't see where the limit of this sea of ​​dead souls was.

He didn't even see the curvature similar to the surface of the blue planet. Either this place is flat, or it is larger than the blue planet. Either way, it is not a good result.

It doesn't matter if Wen Yan is alone. He can handle it. He rode a warhorse and galloped for several days in a row. He was fine, but Lucy couldn't handle it.

After thinking about it, he decided to try a safer method first.

After landing on the ground again, Wen Yan thought about how to find someone to help. Gauss recommended him. Apart from other things, he must have the ability to do things.

But considering that Gauss said that if the other party is not happy, he will be beaten to death, excluding Gauss's attitude towards the devil, this devil broker is probably not a good bird.

That's right, he is a devil and a broker, how can he still be a good bird.

It is impossible for a good bird to have these two identities at the same time and still be alive.

Necessary preparations must be made.

Wen Yan flipped through his bag and found a seal with 28 sides. This was the spoils of war, the Impression of Review.

The special effect is that the holder of the seal can have 14 identities.

But there is a negative buff. When there are identities with low hatred values, there will inevitably be some identities with high hatred values. This is difficult to control.

Because the number of experiments is too small, the existing results are not enough to completely determine its mechanism.

After taking out the Review Seal, Wen Yan saw the Ghost Horse. After thinking about it, he reached out and groped for the empty side of the seal, trying to add an identity to himself.

The most suitable identity for him now should be the Death Knight, right?

Then summoning the devil is quite suitable, and knowing the Lord of Pain is also suitable. Anyway, it is best not to directly contact the Devil Broker with the current identity.

As his fingers rubbed, some marks gradually appeared on the surface of the seal.

When the marks of the engraving gradually became clearer, Wen Yan tried it on his hand to see what the words were.

When he saw those words, Wen Yan was completely confused.

The Seal of the Han Envoy.

He wanted to cosplay a death knight, but it was difficult to do it with just the skin. He needed a real identity, at least one that could be recognized by the rules.

In this case, the method used to summon the undead was useless to him, but as long as he changed into the identity of a death knight, he should be able to get the approval of the ceremony.

After all, what he needed was not something too high-standard, but a primer and a way.

The question was, what did this Han envoy seal mean?

Was he also considered an envoy in Purgatory?

Moreover, the seal of the Han envoy should not have these four words, right?

Before Wen Yan could figure it out, the moment this thing appeared, some death and murderous aura began to emerge from him.

Feeling this breath, the ghost horse was the most excited, and it plunged directly into the sea of ​​the dead.

When it was summoned just now, it had sunk into the depths of the sea of ​​the dead. When it was attracted by the entity that best matched its possession, it was the remains of this skeleton horse now.

Of course, the skeleton was incomplete at that time, and the Ghost Horse found something to complete it. At that time, it saw some other things next to the skeleton.

Now it felt Wen Yan's breath, which seemed to be very similar to the breath of those things, so it hurried to look for it.

Ten minutes later, the Ghost Horse rushed back with a broken armor on its back and a mask in its mouth.

The armor seemed to be made of metal, but there was no rust, it was tattered, and the cloak was only one foot long.

The mask was the same, it looked like metal, felt like bone, and was very light. It didn't look that kind of hideous, but calm and steady, like a person with drooping eyebrows and thinking.

The prompt did not respond. The power of this thing may have been exhausted. It may be the former owner of the Ghost Horse's skin.

Wen Yan brought the mask close to his face, and the deathly aura overflowing from his body immediately attracted the mask and buckled it on his face. At this time, when he looked at things again, the world turned black and white.

In black and white, the only conspicuous thing was the souls.

The body of the ghost horse, Bourne's soul fire, Lucy's soul...

Looking into the distance, the only color you can see is still the soul fire of those ghosts.

"Good horse, well done."

Bourne stood there, watching quietly, not surprised, the boss seemed to like to disguise his identity, disguised as a member of the Winchester family before, and now after summoning his mount, he seemed to want to disguise himself as a ghost knight for fun.

As expected of the boss, he has the mood and the mind to play, and ordinary ghosts like him never think of these.

After changing his skin, Wen Yan looked at the review seal to see what the corresponding other identity was. It was his own identity, nothing special, he was slightly relieved.

Then he asked Lucy to put away the town ship, he stood on the sea of ​​ghosts, and used the scroll to contact the devil broker that Gauss said.

If this doesn't work, then he can only ride the warhorse out.

On the scroll, a wisp of black smoke emerged, gradually turning into a chubby little face. Before the face was fully condensed, a slightly flattering voice came out first.

"Respected Lord Demon, your most loyal servant, the Devil Broker, comes here to obey your call."

When the black smoke head of the Devil Broker condensed and saw everything in front of him, he was dumbfounded.

It was not the Lord of Pain who was looking for him, but an Undead Knight.

No, this is the Sea of ​​Undead!

This momentum, this mount, and that demon skull...

Wait, a high-level undead!

This is the Death Knight!

Look at the thing that summoned him again, it is a scroll with the mark of the Lord of Pain on it. Did the Lord of Pain introduce him?

The Devil Broker quickly went through the existing information.

His expression remained flattering.

"Respected sir, please forgive my intrusion. I thought it was the Lord Demon who was looking for me.

Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?"

"I need you to complete a summoning in the real world. I want to go back."

"Respected sir, please understand that in order to summon a powerful death knight in the real world, it requires a very high-standard ceremony, and at least ten strong men who are proficient in one direction to preside over the ceremony, and it also requires the right time..."

"Just do it. I need a coordinate and a road."

Wen Yan said it very bluntly, and the devil broker secretly groaned, but he didn't dare to refuse.

Serving a demon king was enough for him to be careful, but the death knight who could be introduced by the demon king himself and even use his own mark was not much better.

Didn't the demon king say that he was different from other demons and not very sociable?

How come he even knew the death knight of the Sea of ​​​​Undead?

And when did the Sea of ​​​​Undead have another death knight? !

Didn't the death knight fall for thousands of years?

Forget it, the Sea of ​​​​Undead even has kings, so it's not surprising that there are death knights.

"Okay, follow your instructions, but the minimum requirement is to know your name.

Of course, I don't mean your real name, a name that can refer to you, or part of the name.

Also, I need a little bit of your power, or an absolutely iconic item.

In this situation, I can't take anything away, I can only ask you to give me a little power as a lead."

The devil broker said it very carefully, trying to lower the requirements as much as possible.

You know, the Undead Knight and the Death Knight are not the same thing.

There can be countless Undead Knights, but there is only one Death Knight.

He was also afraid that if he accidentally angered the other party, the other party would directly pull him over and drown him in the Sea of ​​Undead.

Dying in the Sea of ​​Undead is definitely one of the most miserable ways to die.

Wen Yan still decided to trust Gauss. He stretched out a hand and directly used the dark blue flame to bless the black smoke head with a little yang energy.

The Devil Broker felt this power and was more certain in his heart that this was the Death Knight.

The power that directly bestowed the soul fire must be the Death Knight!

"My name is Wen."

Hearing this name, the Devil Broker was slightly startled, and then immediately smiled.

"Okay, respected sir, I promise that there will be a summoning ceremony within today, please allow me to leave."

After getting Wen Yan's nod, the black smoke head turned into black smoke again and sank into the scroll.

On the other side, the Devil Broker opened his eyes, feeling the little bit of power that had just been transmitted back, with a look of amazement on his face.

Then he immediately began to try.

Originally, he was unsure and had no idea, but he didn't dare not to accept it.

He hadn't gone to such an extent to offend the Death Knight and the Demon King in one breath.

But after hearing Wen Yan say his name, he immediately had an extremely wonderful idea.

He used his own channels to send the information.

Then in less than an hour, he felt the call.

Coming out of the familiar flames, the Devil Broker looked at Sam in front of him, he crossed his arms, and looked unhappy.

"Damn Sam, is this how you treat me? For your business, I took a special risk to go to Purgatory!"

Part of him went to Purgatory, so it was considered that he went there, nothing wrong.

Sam didn't say anything, staring at the Devil Broker.

The Devil Broker waved his hand and said.

"Forget it, I want you to apologize to me later!

I found the person you are looking for, and I also got a trace of his power and name.

He is in big trouble, he fell into the Sea of ​​the Dead.

If you want to help him out, you'd better listen to my command now and quickly set up the summoning array.

I will not forget his name, but that trace of power is about to dissipate.

You'd better think it over."

Sam was surprised and doubtful. This treacherous devil broker actually got things done so quickly?

He had doubts in his heart, but he watched the devil broker point to his chest, where a trace of blue power continued to emit a halo.

That power was obviously not from the devil broker, and it was indeed gradually dissipating.

"What are you waiting for? You don't want me to go to Purgatory in vain, do you? Or are you naive enough to expect a devil to preside over the summoning array?"

"..."Sam didn't say anything. Indeed, this kind of thing is indeed not suitable for devils.

He quickly took out the materials in stock according to the devil broker's command and set up the summoning array.

"Wait, this summoning array is used to summon undead creatures, right?"

"Nonsense, summoning from the sea of ​​undead, can you use anything else?"

When the array was activated, the Devil Broker reluctantly dug out the part of power he had not yet digested from his chest, and was about to throw it into the array, but Sam stopped him.

"Tell me your name first."

"Wen." The Devil Broker was full of confidence. He opened his mouth and spit out the word that Wen Yan had captured before, which turned into a sound and fell into the array.

Hearing this name, Sam secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a member of their Winchester family.

The Devil Broker threw the remaining trace of power into the array, feeling very proud.

Anyway, if he had to offend someone, he, a devil, of course, could not offend the Demon King and the Death Knight, so he could only offend Sam.

Because the only person he could find who was capable of completing the summoning and had enough materials to collect was Sam.

As long as the Death Knight is successfully summoned, there will definitely be a fight. When the Death Knight kills Sam, he will be freed from a bondage.

When the two necessary elements of the ritual are gathered, the ritual obviously starts to run successfully, and the Devil Broker speaks toughly because he wants to run away in advance.

"Dear Sam, let me out, and give me a reward and apologize to me!"

"I'm sorry."

Sam was sincere, but he had no intention of releasing the Devil's Broker from the flame circle.