"Damn old Hamilton, dare not to sell my face?! If I get angry, I will tell the old woman Lilibeth of the water department that the underwear she lost fifty years ago when she was adventuring together was all stolen by him Hamilton..."
The old man of KGB, with a face full of dissatisfaction, pushed open the door of his laboratory and cursed.
Hearing what the old man of KGB was muttering, Andre knew that the old 'goblin' must have hit a wall, and things were not done.
"Little Tina... this... this is really sorry... what I promised you just now is really..."
Sure enough, the big magic teacher KGB came to Andre and Tina, and wanted to explain awkwardly. His old face, like dried orange peel falling into a dye vat and crawling out, was red.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Grandpa KGB, you don't have to blame yourself."
Little Tina also understood that the old man of KGB didn't get things done, and hurriedly comforted the old man who was now ashamed.
"Really doesn't matter?"
The old man, like a child who made a mistake, quickly confirmed a sentence, for fear that Tina would regret it.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you old man don't forget to come and relieve the symbiotic contract with the little girl.
Andre was reciting in his heart, not that he was ruthless... After all, no one would really like to live and die with others. The feeling of one's life and death being threatened at any time is not good at all, and Andre now has a deep understanding.
"Really, really."
The simple little girl Tina didn't have as many tricks as Andre, and was busy comforting the old man of KGB, who looked pitiful in her eyes now. Her little head was nodding like a chicken pecking rice.
"Well, well, Tina doesn't cry, Tina doesn't cry, everything will be in charge of grandpa in the future, I'll see who dares to..."
The old man of KGB was making a lot of promises, but the roar like a lion came from outside the laboratory.
The old man of KGB's comforting words to Tina suddenly got stuck.
"Damn it, I found out so quickly this time? If I get caught red-handed... My dear granddaughter, hurry into the secret room to hide, grandpa has to go out to deal with it."
The old man of KGB hurriedly opened the secret room of the laboratory with a dark spell, and pushed Andre and Tina into it, and then quickly closed the secret room magic door.
"Turn around."
Facing the Dark Knight Darkening, who had become a circle after "transformation and evolution", the slightly tired Andre continued to issue orders.
At this time, the Dark Knight was no longer a chubby baby, and the knight's head plus a strong skeleton also had a bit of a fierce meaning.
Obeying Andre's command, the Dark Knight turned around and gave Andre a back full of white bones.
"The spine ah -"
Andre helplessly scratched his head, and it was easy to attach a layer of metal bone particles to any other bones, but the spine was a big problem -
If it is slightly thicker, the spine will be stuck between the bones, and the spine can't move, so what can it do?
After a long time of gesturing, Andre finally chose to carefully attach a thin layer of metal bone particles to the spine of the Dark Knight Darkening.
After using the Dark Knight's skills on Darkening, Andre has observed the situation where the skeleton's body collapses every time. It is always the other bones that are broken, and the spine is still barely intact...
Patiently controlling, the tired Andre finally completed the transformation of Darkening and walked out of the stone house.
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After consuming a lot of mental energy, it is naturally necessary to go out for hunting.
The Dark Knight Darkening, who was equipped with a bone thorn, followed out, and he was holding a battle knife made by Andre according to his memory, using the remaining a little metal bone particles.
The streamlined battle knife is exactly the same as the blood-colored long knife in the hand of the Dark Knight encountered when encountering the Skeleton Mage Lord科尔德隆 in the Skeleton Mage Temple.
Just as Andre was busy calling the undead servants, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the distant sky -
In the north of the Skeleton Wasteland and the direction of the Blood-soaked Plateau, a milky white light column shines through the sky, illuminating the dark necromantic world. That is... That is the power of light?!
When Andre was extremely surprised, the skeletons in the Skeleton Cemetery had already exploded, and the skeletons who were extremely disgusted with the light were frantically looking for any dark place they could find to hide.
Only Andre's undead servants had to stand by Andre's side because of Andre's gathering order just now.
The light energy is really disgusting!
Andre subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes, but he still refused to give up and continued to look at the distant light column.
Under Andre's gaze, about four or five seconds later, the milky white light column suddenly collapsed and shattered into a sky full of light traces.
The entire Skeleton Cemetery first brightened abruptly, and then quickly returned to the dark, and the light energy that swept across Andre's body made his skeleton emit a creaking sound of fragmentation, and the soul fire in his skull cavity was also shaken back and forth.
Andre felt a chill in his heart! While giving orders to the undead servants, he also quickly lay down on the ground.
How powerful the light energy is! I am so far away from where the light column appeared, and I have received such a strong impact.
Just a short moment ago, it made Andre's originally crystal-clear bones appear countless fine cracks! Looking at the other skeletons, they are much worse than Andre!
Those low-level skeletons without consciousness, under this wave of high-speed passing light energy storm, many of them directly disintegrated, and the soul fire was scattered and dissipated.
Damn - what's going on?
Is it possible that the Bright God has launched a planar war against the Necromantic Plane?
Lying on the ground, Andre hurriedly made guesses... It's very unlikely! If the Light God King崔斯特 wants to fight, he should fight with the Demon Lord索伦, right?
The Kashnikov Notes recorded that the Light God Realm and the Demon Realm would fight every thousand years or so, and the Necromantic Realm... Heidrich, the God of Death, announced a neutral position more than three thousand years ago, at least a superficially neutral position.
So, how could such a powerful light suddenly appear in the world of the undead?
Andre is a bit confused. Could it be that after Kashnikov was killed by the God of Death, he also broke his face with the Light God Realm?
Lying on the ground, Andre hasn't figured it out yet, and a violent vibration came from the ground, making him feel like a bouncing ball bouncing on the ground.
The stone house where Andre lived also made a lot of noise, and the bone ash and dust that had been deposited for many years were shaken down, covering Andre with a gray head and a gray face.
"What's going on? It's even an earthquake, what the hell is going on? Who, Darkening, do you know what this is?"
After the violent vibration of the earth subsided, Andre didn't stand up in a hurry, but looked at Darkening with a forehead full of gray soil, and asked.
"No... I don't know..., Master @#@￥"
Unfortunately, a brick just fell from the sky and hit Darkening, and the Darkening who fell straight to the ground was still dizzy, and he couldn't answer a few words.
Andre glanced at the other undead servants, fortunately, the order was given in time, and no servants died, and only a few were missing arms and legs.
If you can't get any useful information from the mouth of the Dark Knight, Andre naturally can only go to ask the Skeleton Lord Reid, but unfortunately, Reid's birth time is too short, and the rank is too low, and there is no useful information.
Damn it -
What the hell is going on?
When Andre was extremely annoyed, several powerful wills passed over the sky of the Skeleton Wasteland, heading straight for the direction where the milky white light column appeared.
"Damn it, it's so easy for the Necromantic King to know what's going on. I don't know when I can... Damn it, I dare not even upgrade to ten levels to be a lord!"
Feeling that the wills that passed by quickly were all high-level Necromantic Kings, Andre couldn't help but envy and mutter. Then Andre thought of his own annoying ten levels, and he was immediately depressed and hit his head on the dark red earth continuously...
Lying on the ground for a long time, after confirming that there would be no similar incidents, Andre finally got up with a pouting pelvis.
The action of repairing Darkening just now has already exhausted Andre's mental energy. Now Andre doesn't even have the strength to repair the damaged servants.
Naturally, Andre looks at the surviving skeletons.
Those skeletons who just survived the disaster this time cannot escape again. Anyone who is seen by Andre can only become nutrients.
Before the red double moon rises again, Andre has finally repaired all the undead servants.
When 'treating' the servants, Andre clearly felt that the soul fire of the servants had problems, and more or less appeared chaotic and disordered.
It's that damn light energy storm!
Andre is very clear about what happened to the servants. The direct impact of light energy is too harmful to the undead soul.
In fact, Andre thinks he should be grateful. The location of the Skeleton Cemetery is not bad. The small hills on the other side of the Blackwater Necromantic River have blocked most of the light storm. The zombie cave, which is directly facing the direction of the light storm and is surrounded by low-lying areas, will be...
Ah, the zombie cave!
Andre's eyes brightened, and he suddenly felt that this sudden event was a good opportunity -