The Lord of Ashes

They are also necromancers.

The summoning magic cast by Rogge, those tyrannical rulers outside the distant alien star realm, are not willing to come and drown in this muddy water.

But even if those foreign masters wanted to refuse the summoning magic performed by Nigel himself, they would not be too decisive.

Several abnormal time and space fluctuations appeared around this dominant battlefield.

Under the inducement of Nigel's long-prepared summoning formation, a total of seven masters responded to the summons.

It's just that none of these seven masters came at the first time.

The obscure spatial fluctuations also penetrated the respective auras of these masters. 🅆

These alien star domain masters were curious about who exactly Nigel was fighting.

Some of them have heard about the all-out war between the wizarding civilization and the Gallente Federation.

But no matter how you look at it at this time, the eighth-level creature in front of you exudes the waves of the tyrannical law of death, and it doesn't look like the Gallente Federation's combat power.

"Five hundred million top quality soul essence, Nigel, are you rich?" The first person to reply was a meatball master.

This is an early-stage eighth-level master. Because it is also at the eighth level, it does not show too much respect for Nigel in its words.

In the rules framework constructed by summoning magic, it is equivalent to Nigel.

And this meat ball master is also the only two tyrannical beings among the seven masters summoned by Nigel who have reached the eighth level of life.

The meat ball master's question made Nigel laugh twice.

But soon, an unharmonious voice appeared.

"This...is this the Pharaoh of the Minghe Empire?!" The seventh-level master, who had one of his horns broken off and looked like a dragon and a deer, suddenly recognized the seventh pharaoh who dominated the center of the battlefield and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. call.

He clearly has the tyrannical strength of mid-seventh level, but when this guy saw the specific target he wanted to attack, his tone

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There was even a hint of fear.

Without giving Nigel time to react, this colorful dragon-deer master directly burst out with a colorful regular light, and then, its aura quickly disappeared here.

There is no battle yet, just relying on the name of the Minghe Empire to scare away a master!

The strength and prestige of the Minghe Empire are indeed far greater than those of ordinary world civilizations.

"Hehehehe, this colorful elk master is really getting less and less courageous. Is it possible that it seems to have been alive for a long time?"

"What about you? Have you decided to participate in this battle?"

"If you kill this guy, I promise you can share each other's spoils equally!"

"A middle-level eight-level master has a lot of good things in his hands," Nigel continued to guide the alien star domain masters he summoned and guided.

Regarding the Ming He Empire, even if they have not had direct contact with the masters present, most of them should have heard of each other's names.

Because the colorful elk master made a bad start at first, so immediately after, two more masters left.

Nigel did not feel sorry for the two seventh-level masters who had left, but continued to look at the others.

Finally, a seventh-level master who was covered in black iron armor with only a pair of red eyes exposed finally agreed to Nigel's invitation.

"The Minghe Empire? I've never heard of it!"

"But challenging an eighth-level master by leapfrogging is something that many creatures will rarely encounter in their lifetimes?"

"I'll take this job! But I want 700 million top-quality soul essences, or you can exchange it for me with energy crystals of equal value!" Iron Armor

The Lord expressed.

The iron-armored master's statement made Nigel's Jie Jie laughter even more evil.

He praised, "You are worthy of being a famous challenger in the Wraith Star Territory. I agree to your request!"

"I don't have that many energy crystals on hand, but I want as much soul essence as I want!" Nigel said with a smile.

There was an iron-armored master who took the lead to express his stance, and then another late-level seventh-level master who was still lingering, was also struggling, and reluctantly agreed to Nigel's call for employment.

However, this late-level seventh-level master wants a price of one billion for the best soul essence.

Considering that its strength was stronger than the Iron Armor Master, Nigel agreed to its price increase.

This is a large bird with a bulging belly and pure white feathers.

Nigel called it "The Holy King of Flowing Clouds".

Holy King is the honorific title given to the master-level creatures in the star domain and surrounding civilizations where this big bird dominates.

That star field is too far away from the wizarding civilization. Even Nigel has never been there. He only accidentally contacted the Holy King Liuyun during the cross-star field magic exchange and reached several transactions with him. .

It seems that Saint King Liuyun has heard of the reputation of the Minghe Empire, otherwise he would not be so entangled.

But perhaps considering that the Minghe Empire is extremely far away from the star field where it is located, and it is almost unlikely that any conflict will break out between the two sides, the Liuyun Saint King is still willing to come over on a red mission, driven by Nigel's Law of Money.

Three of the seven masters summoned have already left, and two have agreed to come after adding money.

The remaining two masters who have not yet expressed their opinions have level eight strength, and they are also the existences that Nigel values ​​the most.

"What about you? Big Meatball, are you interested in coming over to help me?" Nigel glanced at the Meatball Master and asked. \u003c

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"Haha, the Minghe Empire is not easy to mess with. In my early years, I fought against one of their seventh-level pharaohs."

"Tsk... If you want me to take action, Master Nigel, you won't just give me one billion soul essences, right?" The meatball master asked with a smile.

Nigel's initial quotation was only 500 million. Faced with the "on-the-spot price increase" for this meat ball, Nigel pondered for a while and replied, "I can give you up to 2 billion. This is also the largest reserve I have at hand." .”

Unexpectedly, Meatball heard this, shook his head, and replied, "Why do I need so much soul essence? It's better to follow the 500 million soul essence you said at the beginning, Master, but..."

"But in addition to the soul essence, I want the master heart that you once took out, Master."

"It's the 'purple heart' refined by your secret method." The meat ball master said with a greedy look.

Nigel still has a lot of good things at hand, and he doesn't know which heart it is that makes this eighth-level early-stage master from a distant alien star field never forget it.

The Meat Ball Lord's statement made Nigel laugh out loud.

That purple heart is much more precious than a mere 1.5 billion top-quality soul essences. More importantly, that thing is the only item, and Nigel doesn't have another one on hand.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Nigel still agreed to the request of the meat ball master.

No matter how precious that purple heart is, it is not as precious as the heart of the eighth-level pharaoh in front of you.

After taking care of the meat ball master, Nigel finally turned his attention to the last summoned target.

This is an elemental master without a specific form. The specific law energy that the other party controls seems to be the power of the storm.

At the same time, he is also the strongest among the masters summoned by Nigel, and has reached the mid-eighth level.