Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Weibei provinces, the former Asian region, Longquan.

This city, which was not protected by the fog, should have ushered in the end of destruction.

However, because of the favor of the goddess of luck, instead of perishing here, it has become a little different.

The rough city is like a fairyland in a fairy tale. The towering city walls surround the whole city, and the city gates are engraved with exquisite magic runes.

The streets of the city are wide and busy, and humans and demons shuttle between them.

Tall melee monsters and slender spell-casting monsters walked together, and vicious ground-burrowing monsters walked side by side with proud flying monsters.

The logos of various shops are hung on the colorful signboards, and each shop has a mooring area dedicated to mooring the monsters, which is convenient for the owners of the monsters to shop.

In the market, humans and demons trade goods and items together.

Intelligent soldier-level monsters sell unique herbs and various biochemical materials.

There are even demon cubs.

People, on the other hand, sell all kinds of finished props, potions, equipment, etc.

In the center of the city is a majestic statue of a goat

This is a statue of Lady Luck.

Although the goddess of luck once said that he was just an ordinary goat, everyone in the city praised him as the goddess of luck.

Next to the statue is a blacksmith's shop that occupies a large area.

This is the core of the city.

Inside the blacksmith's shop, a muscular man with blue lightning flashing all over his body was swinging a hammer vigorously.

Amidst the tinkling sound of beating, the iron ingots that flickered with magic patterns were hammered into pieces one by one.

"Brother, look at Miao Xue."

A strong and ugly woman ran from outside the blacksmith shop, wearing a huge scythe on her waist.

Along the way, all blacksmith employees who saw her put down their work one after another and paid her sincere attention.

It was a woman with lumps all over her body. When the city was about to be swallowed by the demons, she brought back the goddess of luck who not only saved the city, but also promoted the cooperation between humans and the demons.

The woman responded little by little with a smile, ran all the way to her brother, and showed him the sword.

"Miaoxue" is a beautifully shaped ice and snow sword. The sword body is as transparent as jade and exudes a cold breath.

The hilt is wrapped with ice blue silk, and a biting chill seems to emanate from the hilt.

The body of the sword is covered with fine patterns, shining like ice crystals.

Miaoyuki's blade is extremely sharp and crystal clear like a jewel.

Every time it is swung, it will cut through the air and make the sound of swords.

"Silver Wolf said, break the magic pattern."

Just as he was speaking, the voice of the global reward announcement sounded.

The two froze for a while.

Immediately, the muscular man frowned and said, "Could it be that person who the adults said needs a lot of magic armor?"

"His original name was Winter Solstice"

After thinking for a moment, the muscular man said to his sister, "Has your Yun sword skill been three months?"

"Yes!?" The woman was stunned and replied.

"Keep saving, don't use it." The muscular man said solemnly: "I'm only level 25 now, and he can reach level 30, so he probably killed a lot of people."

"According to what your lord said, he needs a lot of magic armor. Maybe he will find it here in the future."

"If he comes here in the future, you will pull out and chop him!"

Facing the elder brother's words, the younger sister was a little confused: "Brother, it's not enough, the adults just said that the person's occupation is a bit evil, but I don't think the person has anything to do with the occupation! Those are just your imaginations."

"I can't even move the experience bar now!" The muscular man retorted: "He might have massacred the city!"

"Ruo Nan, listen to me, brother will not harm you."

"People's hearts are sinister, you are still young, you will understand when you grow up."

Facing his younger sister's perplexed expression, the muscular man reminded him again: "Remember, if you see him in the future, don't tell him anything, be careful of being bewitched by him, who knows what extraordinary ability he has that can bewitch people's hearts? "

"Just use Yun sword technique to hack him, it's over!"

"Brother, don't think of everyone that way."

"You believed me right! I am your brother!"

"elder brother"

"Slash him!"

Weibei provinces, the original Asian region, somewhere by the sea.

A boy is desperately cutting down trees under the moonlight, he wants to build his own boat.

When he was exhausted, he gnawed on the bark, looked up at the huge warship that covered the sky and the moon in the distance, and tears dripped from the corners of his mouth.

"so big!"

In envy, the young man gnawed hard on the bark in his hand.

"I will definitely be the biggest in the world"

The global award announcement came.

The boy froze on the spot.

Then I wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Why is it gold? My number one."

Then three consecutive voices covering the whole world silenced everyone for a long time.

Some people wonder what the winter solstice can do to win such an honor.

Someone quickly began to plan the future of their respective cities and countries.

Baslow's death was not simply the end of Nanzhili's danger.

It is also the beginning of waves surging all over the world.

And Qi Lin as the party involved.

In the guessing, slander, and planning of human beings all over the world, he stepped on his own little pink motorcycle.

He was about to leave the village where he had been silenced countless times.

Then sail to the windy and magnificent world.

Can the dragon really be defeated?

When Brother Hai saw four golden balls of light falling from the sky and landed precisely beside Qi Lin, he felt sad.

The golden ball of light cut through the night sky and arrived at Qi Lin's side like a god descending into the world.

The golden light soaring into the sky is still clearly visible even thousands of miles away.

In Haige's view, this is the blessing of the gods!

Only those who are favored by the gods will receive such an honor!

Can.

Isn't he a dragon?

Why do gods favor dragons?

With the evil dragon favored by the gods, how to deal with it?

For the first time, the young Hai Ge felt sad.

Just ask, who can deal with a dragon favored by the gods?

However, it seems that what the evil dragon has done since entering the village is not bad, and it is not as heinous as in the legend

In the eyes of this child who claims to be the best knight in the world, the evil dragon should not be someone like Qi Lin.

The evil dragon should do all kinds of evil, eat children, be a good wife, and like to listen to people's howls.

But Qi Lin is not such a person.

Qi Lin helped the villagers improve a lot of farm tools, and asked his slaves to teach the children the hard-to-change fighting skills. Even though he knew that many children were learning secretly, Qi Lin never stopped him, and even gave the villagers precious potions.

Including words, never concealing that he is a bad person.

However, in all kinds of deeds, there is no trace of a bad person.

"It's much better than that tax official who drank people's blood!"

Brother Hai squatted under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, surrounded by villagers from Yutou Village.

Nearly a thousand people from the whole village came to bid farewell to this young man who was about to go on a long journey.

"But the prophecy can't be wrong!" Brother Hai looked left and right, the faces of the villagers were full of reluctance and worry.

Reluctant to let go of such a good-tempered and generous young man, he just left.

Worrying about this young man, don't worry about the future.

Haige pursed his lips, and with mixed feelings, he kept firming his thoughts: the skeleton paid him a tribute! He is a dragon! I'm sure I read that right!

I and the evil dragon are irreconcilable!

The village chief has a baby.

It is a treasure handed down from generation to generation.

Babies are precious.

At least the village chief often uses this treasure to show off that his ancestors are awesome.

And when Qi Lin saw the treasure dug out by the village chief, his eyes flickered with scarlet.

That baby is a jar.

A black jar.

"This baby is called the Abyss Magic Pot!"

The village chief introduced with a complacent expression: "My grandfather's grandfather once said that this treasure is invulnerable to fire and water, impervious to a hundred poisons, and will not rot if beaten.

The thoughtless introduction was eloquent, and Qi Lin couldn't hear it very clearly.

But it doesn't matter.

important is

He has seen this jar.

and.

He has one in hand.

Still the same black jar!

"This thing..." Qi Lin took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly, "Is it called the Abyss Magic Jar?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The village head once again started to show off the magic of his ancestors who praised this jar.

The village head, Ba La La, said a lot of unnutritious words, and Qi Lin, who had a lot of guesses in his mind, basically didn't listen to them.

Qi Lin could only hear the village chief's final words: "The conclusion is that this jar will not be damaged."

"So, a lot of functionality!"

"You can cook rice, you can knock people and so on." The village chief gave a thumbs up triumphantly.

Qi Lin thought of Ye Yingjie's letter, and after a moment of silence, he accepted the jar that he didn't want to accept: "Thank you."

Then just took out some potions in return.

But he was directly rejected by the village head.

"No no!"

"The guests have helped enough." The village chief glanced at the villagers who had spontaneously come to see Qi Lin off under the big locust tree in the distance.

"Don't dare to ask for things from guests again!"

"Speaking of it," the village chief hastily changed the subject.

"The guest seems to have some understanding of this world." The village head remembered the questions Qi Lin had asked him that all children knew.

After thinking about it, Qi Lin did not stop the children from secretly learning precious fighting skills.

And even when Qi Lin left in a hurry at this moment, he still let his martial slave stay and continue to complete the task of teaching combat skills.

The village head looked carefully at Qi Lin who was in doubt again.

His thin body was tightly wrapped in a black cloak, and he would sit on the ground and do repeated exercises every twenty minutes.

push ups.

boring, boring.

Wearing a mask on your face, except for a short time after your workout when you take it off to drink some kind of fluid.

Never revealing his pale and bloodless face.

The only thing the village chief can see is the often frowning brows and black and white eyes, which occasionally turn red and bite people, under the broken hair on his forehead.

"The guests seem to know a little less about this world."

The village chief shook his head with a smile, and continued: "Although the guest doesn't have much time in this village, what he has done will be something that this village will never meet again for a long, long time."

"After the guests, please remember." The village chief smiled awkwardly, as if he was a little embarrassed about what he said next.

After Qi Lin nodded slightly but said it was okay, the village chief continued: "If you don't know about some things, the guests must not let others know that you don't know. In the outside world, some people have more eyes."

The village chief paused: "Not very friendly."

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I see, thank you village chief for your kindness."

"There is more." The village head looked up at the moonlight, and hurriedly said: "People in the village think you are a young man with a cold face and a warm heart, and they say you are a good person."

"But you keep retorting that you are a bad person?"

The village chief smiled: "You are so obsessed with saying that you are a bad person, do you think you can feel at ease when you do bad things in the future?"

Qi Lin remained silent.

The village chief patted Qi Lin on the shoulder. This was the first time since the catastrophe that someone patted Qi Lin on the shoulder so closely.

The swarm of ghosts in mid-air wanted to swarm down and devour the daring village chief.

"It's okay." Qi Lin ordered the ghost cluster in the soul link not to make any moves.

"Look at how cold it is." The village chief felt the strong cold wind, tightened his clothes, and said with a kind smile to Qi Lin: "Why don't you go to have a light meal at home first, you see, after you come here, you can drink water You haven't even drank it yet, let your aunt cook you something delicious, and when the sun comes out tomorrow, it's not too late for you to leave?"

"Thank you for the kindness of the village chief." Qi Lin was silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "I must leave immediately, but I will come back in the future, and I will be a guest at that time."

I didn't leave before, mainly because Baslow hadn't solved it yet. If I left early, the xenotoxin would take a long time.

Now Baslow has solved it. Even though the teaching time promised by the appraiser has not yet ended, Qi Lin just asked the two black warriors to stay and teach. When the time is over, he will rush to the scheduled node to meet with the appraisal list.

"That's it." Qi Lin was also afraid that the village chief would try to persuade him to stay again. Qi Lin is very good at killing people when necessary.

But Qi Lin has always been very unfamiliar with this kind of human situation.

Qi Lin stepped on the pink suspension motorcycle, and gradually drifted away as the village head and villagers waved: "Guest, safe journey!"

After Qi Lin's back and the three galloping black warriors disappeared, the village chief looked at the direction Qi Lin was leaving from afar, and said softly, "Have a safe journey."

When the village chief wanted to return, he heard Brother Hai shouting loudly: "Village chief!"

"The dragon left something on the ground!"

The village head was taken aback, and turned to look.

On the ground, where the pink hovering motorcycle was originally hovering, a cloth bag was placed at some point.

"Look, I'm still sharp-sighted!" Brother Hai ran over happily, and he kept staring at Qi Lin, never missing any details.

That's why I discovered Qi Lin's small movements when he left.

"Any small move of the evil dragon can't escape me, No. 1 in the world!"

Brother Hai covered his head, and looked at the village chief resentfully: "Why did you hit me again, village chief!"

The village chief looked at the 200 gold coins, ten bottles of spiritual potions, and thirty bottles of constitution potions in the cloth bag.

His hands trembled a little.

That gold coin is worth the high taxes of their Yutou Village for many years.

That medicine, especially the constitution medicine.

It can save the lives of many villagers when plague and other diseases spread.

The village head slowly closed the cloth bag, sighed, and murmured: "You are a good person."