The lord is red again

"Kiss quickly."

The voice of the sin dragon entered Lind's mind.

Watching the fun is not a big deal.

"Shut up!" Lind scolded in his heart.

Looking down at [Witch] Shira, the other party was looking up at him.

When their eyes met, there was no so-called heart pounding, at least Lind didn't feel that way. Gods don't have the concept of male and female gender. It's not that they don't have corresponding reproductive organs, but gods are not restricted.

This can be seen from the mythological stories that he didn't know much about but felt very explosive.

Of course, this situation also happened on Earth, and it was because it happened that the degree of explosion was even higher.

But gods can change their gender at will.

Lind always respects gods. As long as they work for him, he doesn't care if the gender is a toilet or an armed helicopter, but he has to consider it if he hugs them to sleep together.

These are just "small things" that are not so important. It seems that it's not impossible to enjoy the present? Thinking from another direction, gods don't have gender. It may not be reasonable to look at higher forms of life from a human perspective.

There are not many gods who can really change their gender at any time. There are only one or two recorded in unofficial history and legends, because each god gets the faith of believers with his current image, which is equivalent to being bound by a stereotype.

Changing gender and appearance means giving up everything you have now, which may cause the loss of believers.

But what if?

What if is lucky. According to the Pythagorean theorem, when you expect something to happen "just in case", it will not happen 100%, and when you expect something not to happen "just in case", it will happen 100%.

For example, expecting that the teacher will not call on you when answering questions in class, or hoping that there is no man hidden in the closet after returning home.

Wait, Miss Witch, why are you closing your eyes?

Wait a minute, Miss Witch, what are you waiting for with your pouty lips?

What exactly does the "movie" that Sheila mentioned teach? Did someone put up a pornographic film! Put something normal, like a thriller where a person who loves a brain will die miserably.

No? !

"Hurry up and kiss! Ha ha ha!" The laughter of the sin dragon rang in Lind's mind.

"I decided to give the undead a break. Do you think [Witch] Shira can bring some new changes? I think the undead must be more interested in the beautiful Shira."

"No, they won't!"

"They will."

"Damn, you promised to help me, Alman." The sin dragon softened his voice, "I was wrong, you are my master."

"You'd better think so, don't forget that you have other jobs, such as breeding."

"I'm already trying, but the dragon won't make other things pregnant so easily, and I'm a god now."

God + dragon, it's simply an infertile combination.

"Then control it."

"How to control this? But I have to admit that you gave a good partner, it can change into any shape."

"Stop, stop, stop, I don't want to hear how you fuck a bunch of slimes."

The quarrel between the man and the dragon ended, and the chat in the brain seemed to have taken a long time, but it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Lind looked at the [Witch] Sheila, who stared at him with her watery eyes wide open.

Her eyes were like the lake in the morning.

The mottled sunlight that penetrated the woods swept through the mist in the forest, brushed past the jumping deer, and finally fell on the clear green water.

At this moment, looking into these eyes, Lind felt like he was standing by the lake, reaching out to scoop up a handful of water from the lake.

The expectant eyes were like the wings of an elemental elf.

"I hope this dance won't disappoint you."

Lind let go of his hand.

He admitted that the other party's strength was not enough to sacrifice his hue. If He was a 7-ring god, he would definitely not hesitate. If the other party was an 8-ring god, he would be very proactive.

Sheila smiled quietly, shook her head gently, and her hair fluttered gently on her shoulders.

"You are very gentlemanly, Your Highness the Gentle Demon King, I mean, Lord."

What?

Lind looked at the other party strangely and smiled to indicate that it was okay.

At the same time, he asked Sin Dragon in his heart: "Has He always been like this?"

As an "old colleague", Sin Dragon must know more about Xila.

"There are many abnormal people, crazy people who like to compete in speed, crazy women who cry all the time, is it strange to have someone like Him?"

Sin Dragon's question silenced Lind.

"You are right."

There are countless abnormal people and gods in this world, and liking to fall in love is simply the least harmful shortcoming.

The dance party felt weird to Lind, but the undead felt that it ended in an atmosphere of "hitting".

In terms of performance, Lind has reached the pinnacle. He can control the divine power of the story. Probably no one is better than him at making up stories and performing them.

The undead were forced to leave the Sin Dragon Castle, which cannot be open all the time.

Lind must find a way to fill it.

He deliberately divided the abilities of the gods. One part must be learned by finding local gods in the local area, and the other part must come here.

"How many people came tonight?"

"1,028,845 people."

"So few?"

In fact, the ball at the Sin Dragon Castle has already caused discussion across the entire network. It is equivalent to one out of a dozen people attending this "main line" ball. No undead would be unaware of this ball.

But knowing that doesn't mean they will voluntarily join in and become the "only savior."

In particular, Linde has many competitors.

It is very important to constantly "update" and open new features.

"There is still a lot of vacancy in the land, but is the world ready for millions of lords?"

Completely letting the undead people fight with each other will have a great impact on the indigenous people, and it can easily get out of control.

"So you can have some appetizers first."

He had to go back to the War Throne to discuss and formulate a detailed plan, and then guide the undead to try it.

"We are leaving." Lind looked at [Witch] Sheila, "You want to follow us?"

"Are you going to invite me? Go to your territory." Sheila looked at him expectantly.

"If you want to go." Linde said with a smile, "I said yes, do you want to visit my territory?"

"Of course!" Silla nodded.

Sinlong Castle, which had been soaring in the sky, suddenly tore open a rift in space, rushed into it and disappeared.

The nearby undead people raised their heads and recorded this scene from various angles.

The north of the devil's land.

Surrounded by towering mountains, the territory considered to be the residence of Archduke Hein, the 'King of Kings', is located here.

To enter here, you need to go through thousands of difficulties and dangers. So far, only a very small number of undead people have done it. They did not rely on their own strength, but received special permission.

Looking down from the clouds, you can see the tree-shaped forked roads, each end of which is connected to a residence.

And in the farthest castle lives Grand Duke Hein, the legendary 7th ring strongman, who has a large number of gods and 5th ring and above strong men under his command.

They are the most powerful warriors of the King of Kings.

"A large number of undead people have left, sir. The situation is worse than we imagined." A bald man with a long face and a robe with a stand-up collar said.

He was very tall, like an upright stick insect, with an unusually long neck, body, and legs.

This is a spacious castle hall. Looking up, you can see the high roof, which can accommodate some huge objects.

Sitting directly on the main seat directly above, wearing complex magic armor, was a middle-aged man with a beard, cloudy eyes, and a size larger than Linde, at least between 3.5-4.5 meters.

What's even more surprising is that he is not a god.

The true King of Kings, as "human" as Linde.

He also has a crest that flickers on and off on his cheeks. You can't see anything in a bright environment, but when he enters a dark environment, a crest that takes up half of his body will appear on his face.

Grand Duke Hein said: "They are not important, Ladron, we have a lot to deal with, such as those bastards who suddenly become brainless. Do they know the price of betraying their lord?"

"Perhaps the curse in the distance has made their minds unclear." said the slender figure named Ladron, "but they still remember your terror, and they will instinctively follow your orders even if they go crazy."

"That doesn't sound like good news." Archduke Hein curled his lips, "Tell them and let them be honest for a while. Is there any other worse news?"

"Yes." Ladron smiled, which was in sharp contrast to the impatient expression on Archduke Hein's face.

"Lind Alman, he became the owner of Fog Rain City and became the lord of that territory from then on."

"boom!"

Complex forces erupted at the same time, ice, fire and lightning roared, wind and clouds danced, the ground cracked, magma surged, and at the same time, plants grew rapidly.

The complexities of the world seemed to manifest themselves simultaneously at this moment.

Ladron seemed to be standing on an isolated island, turning a blind eye to the horrors around him, with a smile always on his long, pale face.

"He will not regain that land. No one can do it." Grand Duke Hein shook his head.

"But what if he had a group of soldiers who were not afraid of death?"

"Those immortals?"

"Yes."

All the visions disappeared, and Grand Duke Hein's posture returned to calm, his body lazily leaning on the back of the chair as if there was no support.

Even with his lazy posture, his domineering attitude has not diminished at all, just like a shark with only its dorsal fin exposed above the water. No one would doubt whether the shark below the water is scary.

"How far have they done?" Archduke Hein asked.

It is precisely because he has seen the undead with his own eyes that Grand Duke Hein has doubts about their strength and fighting consciousness. Strong strength does not mean strong fighting ability. Fear of pain, poor mentality, and game mentality make most undead unable to crush them with their skills. , numerical crushing and other situations, you can only get beaten.

A rabble will not be recognized by Grand Duke Hein.

"Defeated several ring knights." Ladron suppressed the smile on his face.

It was a good thing to defeat the Ring Knight in the past to prevent those underground lunatics from rushing out, but if it was Linde Allman's side, it would be different.

"What should we do?"

"Strive for more undead people." Ladron said, "Let the undead people be willing to work in your territory."

“How has Linde Allmann been doing lately?”

Grand Duke Hein had no impression of Linde for a long time, until the topic in the mouth of the undead always lingered around him, as well as those "literary works".

"I studied it specifically." Ladron bent down, making him like a tree branch that was suddenly bent.

His voice was a little sharp, and there was also exclamation: "He seems to know very well what the undead want. When we increase the rewards to try to attract more undead, he can always take everything away in other ways. This time he proved my guess with his actions again."

The undead are greedy, which is the consensus of all NPCs. It is impossible to spend resources in exchange for the undead to work for a long time. Even Grand Duke Hein gave up this method after trying it.

He couldn't hold on at all. Even if the rewards were not valuable, he couldn't come up with enough to satisfy the undead.

As a strong man, it was bizarre enough that he had a long sword that could be used by undead with 1st and 2nd ring strength, but there were countless undead who wanted to get this sword by completing tasks.

After knowing how Lind solved this problem, Grand Duke Hein immediately started to learn.

Now as the second largest force with undead in the Demon Land, Grand Duke Hein learned a lot from Lind, and was also called the first public beta server by the undead.

Many undead who don't like Linde, or who simply want to explore more places, will choose Grand Duke Hein, and some of the guides he sent out also brought back many undead.

So it was jokingly called the public beta after the early experience, and some people mocked Grand Duke Hein for only copying.

Saying first and second may make people feel that there is not much difference.

If converted into proportion, Linde probably owns 70% of the undead in the magic land, Grand Duke Hein owns 3%, and the remaining scattered forces continue to share equally.

Now, it's time to copy Linde again.

"Ball?"

"Ball is just the surface."

Radron analyzed the ball in the Sin Dragon Castle and the release of the "movie", which helped Linde open up sales to the undead.

"What should we do specifically?"

"Make the undead willing to fight for you and show your charm."

...

Linde returned to the throne of war with [Witch] Shira.

"This is my fiancée, Tione." He took the initiative to introduce her, and put his arms around her waist in Tione's puzzled eyes, and lowered his head to kiss her lips gently.

Shira's expression froze.

"Is it a role that hinders love?" He muttered something that others couldn't understand.

Lind didn't care what he was thinking.

"What is this?"

Lind saw that the undead named "Ladron" posted a video.

It was pushed up at an extremely terrifying speed, second only to Lind's ball.

"Equipment recycling, free trade!"

In the video, Grand Duke Hein held a trident with a serious expression.

Lind's head was full of question marks, he just wanted to know how the undead did it.

Could it be that Grand Duke Hein was also caught?