Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Fang Sheng Fang Die.

Death is life.

When Qi Lin walked out of the prison prison army recruit training center.

The only evaluation of the three apostles who had been waiting for Qi Lin was:

All eyes are silent.

It's like the kind of silence that doesn't fluctuate after witnessing the entire world being destroyed.

The expected scene of Qi Lin falling into madness did not appear.

When Qi Lin appeared, the first thing he did was to raise his head and take a deep breath.

"It's good to be alive."

Qi Lin twisted his neck slowly, and laughed in a low voice for a moment: "There is still a chance to catch you."

"Caught who?" The broad-sworded man ran to Qi Lin's side in twos and threes, looked at Qi Lin carefully, and asked curiously, "How many times have you died?"

Qi Lin glanced at him and didn't answer. The former didn't want to answer because he hadn't caught him yet.

The latter is that he himself does not know how many times he died.

Maybe a thousand times?

Or maybe ten thousand times?

Qi Lin couldn't remember.

"How does the cycle of life and death feel?" The black-skinned elf's eyes flickered, and after carefully examining Qi Lin's appearance, at least there was no change, he asked, "Is it painful?"

"It's nothing." Qi Lin shook his head, waving away the image of eating and dying in the previous life that automatically appeared in his mind.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Qi Lin smiled, ignoring the process of the recruit training center like a normal person, just smiled at the apostle: "Speaking of it, although I can't remember how long I stayed in it, I guess There is at least two days."

After Qi Lin checked the panel and everything returned to normal, he took out two black jars from the space ring.

One was obtained from the major general, and the other was a gift from the village chief.

"It took me at least three days to get here from the ancient city wall, and I have to leave for the station as soon as possible."

As Qi Lin spoke, he suddenly noticed that the expressions of the three apostles were somewhat unnatural.

"What's wrong?" Qi Lin frowned, feeling as if something bad had happened.

"It's nothing." The black-skinned elf thought for a while, took the jar with a smile as if nothing had happened, and looked at it carefully.

"Strange, I can't figure out what this is." The black-skinned elf held the jar and looked left and right, with a puzzled expression: "But what I can be sure of is that this is not an ordinary item, and it is not something you can get now. s things."

"How did you get it?"

As the black-skinned elf was talking, he caught a glimpse of the blue-robed woman's sad face from the corner of her eye, and even began to sob!

"what happened?"

The black-skinned elf handed the jar back to Qi Lin, and asked the woman in blue robe, "Do you know this thing?"

"Of course I do!" The blue-robed woman with an extremely sad expression wiped her tears, pointed at the jar and said, "Beep beep beep."

The shield sounded again.

Knowing that the jar is unusual, Qi Lin tries to get some information by using the self-taught lip language.

But unfortunately, the self-taught lip language is invalid, and I can't get any information.

But Qi Lin keenly noticed that after the blue-robed woman pointed to the jar and said something briefly, the blank-faced black-skinned elf and broadsword man suddenly became filled with righteous indignation.

even.

anger.

disgust.

In the eyes of the three apostles looking at the jar

Uniform with hatred.

All of a sudden, Qi Lin was a little confused.

Shouldn't he be the one who hates himself?

Why the three of them.

Qi Lin paused in thought, and raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"Put it away." The black-skinned elf pointed at the jar and said with some disgust, "If you can collect more than seven of these ghost things, you will get great benefits."

"What is this thing?"

Before Qi Lin could finish asking, the blue-robed woman interjected forcefully: "Don't inquire about the details of this thing. If you can live to the end, you will naturally know."

After the blue robe woman finished speaking, she took a step back and said no more.

But the tangled expression on her face still betrayed her.

"Hey" the blue-robed woman sighed heavily, then took out a bottle of rose-red liquid and handed it to Qi Lin.

"You can use this thing as an extra gift for number trading. After all, your number is too precious to be taken for nothing."

"but now."

The blue-robed woman shook her head bitterly, but she looked at Qi Lin with a hint of pleading in her eyes!

"I really have nothing left to give you. It's not that I don't have good things, but that you can't hold those things with your current strength."

"very good already."

Qi Lin shrugged, took the bottle of wine, and subconsciously launched an investigation.

Notes appear shortly.

[Props]: Tequila rose wine.

【Quality】: Purple.

Notes: Tequila Rosa is a magical magical drink, favored by adventurers, magicians and herbalists.

Tequila Rosé is a must-have item for adventurers and magicians who explore unknown territories.

When faced with a strange world, drinking tequila rosé will ensure they stay safe no matter where they are.

Tequila Rosé is made using a secret recipe that has been passed down for centuries.

A key ingredient is the otherworldly agave plant that grows in magical places.

This special plant endows the liquor with powerful magical properties, enabling it to effectively neutralize heterologous toxins.

In addition to the agave plant, other herbs and magical ingredients known only to renowned herbalists are added to enhance the potency and uniqueness of the drink.

"Nice gift, thank you."

After reading it, Qi Lin thanked him.

One of his biggest problems, xenotoxins, finally had a solution.

In fact, whether there is this wine is not a big problem for Qi Lin.

Wine that is extremely precious to other Chosen Ones is actually a tasteless wine to Qi Lin.

The reason is very simple.

Other chosen ones need to carry the heterologous toxins to the wild to kill the monsters and become stronger.

And once lost in the wild and unable to find a way back, the only ending would be to be exhausted by the heterologous toxin, resulting in a sudden death in the wild.

It can be said that after the world transformation, the wild is extremely dangerous for the chosen ones.

No one can deal with all emergencies without navigation, hunt calmly, and return with a full reward.

But Qi Lin is different. Qi Lin can stay in a place where there are settlements, and send the undead to the wild.

Undead are not affected by xenotoxins.

But unfortunately, Qi Lin doesn't like to go to crowded places, so this wine is no longer tasteless to him.

It can be said that this wine solved Qi Lin's distressed problem of having to go to the settlement.

Qi Lin shook the rose wine with red magic lines, put it away carefully, and looked at the blue robed woman waiting for her next words.

Qi Lin did not forget the words of the blue-robed woman and her pleading look.

Qi Lin didn't understand why there was such a pleading look.

Soon, the woman in blue robe gave Qi Lin a reasonable and unexpected answer.

"I beg you!" The blue-robed woman gritted her teeth and said word by word: "In the future, when you meet the person holding the jar, if you can beat it without affecting your interests."

"Kill him!!!"

The angry roar of the blue-robed woman surprised Qi Lin.

What is hidden behind this jar?

Can make the woman in blue robe so angry?

"I really want to know about this jar, but it's a pity." Qi Lin laughed at himself, then solemnly looked at the blue-robed woman with an expectant face and said with a smile: "Yes."

The word can be simple, but the blue-robed woman is very convinced.

It seems that Qi Lin can give others a great guarantee of credibility.

"I believe in your promise." The blue-robed woman smiled gratefully, then lowered her head and said no more inwardly.

Qi Lin slowly looked at the other two apostles and said, "Okay, if you two have nothing to do, I'm leaving."

Qi Lin smiled and said: "You also know about the Tower of Origin. Time is tight and tasks are heavy. It has been at least three days, and I have to leave quickly."

Hearing the words, the man with broad sword had a weird expression, and finally Ran Xu said something that made Qi Lin break his defense for the first time: "Actually, it's not three days."

Qi Lin's heart skipped a beat, as if he had guessed about the weirdness of the apostle earlier, his face began to look a little ugly.

"The flow of time in the secret realm is different from the outside world, and each secret realm is different."

The black-skinned elf, who was poked by the broadsword man, bit the bullet and explained: "You go out now, about fifteen days have passed outside."

Qi Lin froze on the spot, then squinted his eyes and said word by word: "You mean, I feel that two or three days have passed here, but half a month has passed outside????"

"Yes." The black-skinned elf said truthfully.

"Why didn't you tell me before you came in???" Qi Lin gritted his teeth, and the anger that hadn't risen even after dying countless times had risen now.

"You didn't ask before." The black-skinned elf subconsciously said, and then looked at Qi Lin whose face became more and more ugly and explained: "I know the importance of time, especially in the early stage of the catastrophe, but the heart of thunder is only available here."

"This is a one-time secret realm. If you miss this time, you will never be able to sit on the throne of bones again!"

The black-skinned elf was a bit suspicious of throwing the pot away: "And the time was just right before, but we didn't expect the traveler to come."

The meaning of these words is very clear. The original passage of time was planned, and everything went smoothly.

An important legendary material for the Throne of Bones is still a material that can promote half-step mythology for legendary equipment, so it is worth spending time.

But later, the big octopus's horizontal fork made no one expect it.

Qi Lin's expression became extremely ugly at this moment.

Even after dying countless times in boot camp, every death is a real experience.

Or a brutal death.

Even Qi Lin was not angry, because he felt that if he could get through it, it might help to catch the murderer in the future.

But who would have thought that this time factor.

This is the beginning of the catastrophe.

With such a precious time in the early days, it was hard for the world's number one advantage to be evened out like this?

Fucking attributes are not added at all! ! !

What about others? ? ?

Qi Lin doesn't believe that others will stand still, waiting for Qi Lin to run a race together!

Half a month's time, step by step slowly.

Qi Lin felt that he was ignorant of the world and did not know how to get along with others.

The ultimate personal power is always Qi Lin's only pursuit.

Because that is the only guarantee for Qi Lin who feels lonely.

rely on others?

Qi Lin only wanted to rely on herself.

In Qi Lin's view, half a month.

To put it bluntly, it's almost like murder!

“Big Octopus!!!”

Qi Lin suddenly turned around and shouted to the surroundings: "Big octopus, get out!"

"You can't make it!" The broad sword man's eyelids jumped wildly, and he grabbed Qi Lin who was shouting angrily all around: "Slow down!"

Even the black-skinned elf was terrified, fearing that the moody traveler would be swallowed alive by Qi Lin, he hurried to the other side of Qi Lin, grabbed Qi Lin's hand pointing to the sky with the big sword man, and hurriedly comforted him: : "Life is like rape, enjoy it if you can't resist it, and you've gained a lot, believe me, it's definitely worth the time factor!"

Even the blue-robed woman with an extremely sad expression was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly to all sides: "Young people are ignorant and don't understand the painstaking efforts of adults. You have a lot of adults, please don't blame them!!!"

"What are you afraid of him doing!" Qi Lin threw off his sleeve and said angrily, "Half a month!"

"He's murdering!"

"You might as well just kill me!"

He died many times, but he still tortured and killed him. If he said that he had no resentment in his heart, Qi Lin himself would not believe it.

However, Qi Lin, who is full of problems, has a great advantage, no matter what, as long as it doesn't touch the core, Qi Lin can bear it.

But the time flow of half a month has already touched the core of Qi Lin's personal pursuit of mighty power.

All of a sudden, even the resentment that had been tortured and killed countless times before was aroused.

But in fact, this is just the appearance.

What the three apostles didn't notice was that a trace of worry flashed in Qi Lin's eyes.

Apostles cannot attack the Chosen One.

However, it seems that he can use a different method to turn a corner and kill the Chosen One.

Qi Lin must as soon as possible determine why the big octopus wasted half a month of his time so bluntly.

Just for the perception of life and death?

If this is the case, it means that this traveler is too dependent on his personal preferences.

Then when they get along again in the future, Qi Lin must raise his defenses again.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Qi Lin's mind.

The apostles who didn't know this just thought that Qi Lin was young and frivolous, and he couldn't bear the slightest grievance. The big swordsman who was afraid of being implicated anxiously persuaded him: "Brother! I am convinced! Let's not do it, we have already taken advantage of it!"

The broad-sworded man was persuading him when he suddenly felt that his strength seemed to be strangled by some kind of invisible hand.

"Didn't you get the Heart of Thunder?"

Before the big octopus man arrived, the voice had already drifted to Qi Lin's ears.

At the same time, the three apostles were firmly held in place by the power of the big octopus, unable to even move their eyelids.

This scene made Qi Lin understand again that among the apostles, there are high and low.

"Come on, just scold and express your grievances."

The big octopus that changed from an evil octopus man to a moody and playful octopus suddenly appeared in front of Qi Lin, pointed at the three statue-like apostles and said, "These three are too much of a hindrance, you won't be able to perform well if they stop you."

Immediately afterwards, the big octopus waved its hand, and the three apostles disappeared in place without a trace.

"Their deal should have shown it, and there's no point in staying."

The big octopus suddenly squatted on the ground, and with a big wave of his hand, a large cardboard box containing puppy biscuits presented by Qi Lin appeared on the ground.

"Crack. Oh. Really fragrant"

"Call!"

The big octopus ate with relish, looked at Qi Lin with a smile and said, "I've said it all, swear words are just auxiliary words for emotions, and don't represent your personal upbringing. I don't mind scolding casually."

Seeing Qi Lin motionless like a sculpture, the big octopus smiled strangely as if belatedly aware, then stretched its tentacles and lightly touched Qi Lin's forehead: "Forgot, you were imprisoned by the way just now."

"I'm sorry, sorry, don't you adults remember villains?"

The big octopus looked at Qi Lin with a nervous smile: "Treat me as a fart?"