Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Yellow sand, a wandering poet once used one sentence to describe it.

As the endless desert spreads, God looked out and saw a magnificent and unchanging city standing in the midst.

The edge of the desert is deep and vast, surrounding the city.

The golden sand dunes are undulating and intertwined, extending like waves, like natural sculpture art.

The afterglow of the sun spreads a layer of golden mysterious light over the entire desert, like a flowing amber ocean, making people intoxicated in its beauty.

The city of yellow sand has a permanent population of over 50 million.

Even looking at the world, this is a city with a very large permanent population.

In fact, it is not accurate to say city, because every capital city is the capital of an independent country.

No, to be more precise, they should be small kingdoms distributed in this huge world. As for places like Steam Town?

It was just a territory of the kingdom.

The city stands in the heart of the desert. Viewed from a high altitude, the city looks like a huge pendulum, surrounded by city walls, protecting the prosperity of the city.

Towers, palaces and skyscrapers rise from the ground, trying to reach the sky, revealing an air of fantasy and mystery.

The ancient architecture blends with the modern style, and the whole city exudes a magical and magical attraction.

The streets of the city are crisscrossed like blood vessels and nerves, injecting vitality into every corner of the city.

The busy and noisy market is filled with the shouts of vendors and traders, and a dazzling array of goods are intertwined into colorful patterns in the market.

Cars and horses shuttled between the streets, knocking on the stone floor, leaving traces of dust, noisy and orderly injecting the soul of the city.

In this charming city, the City Lord's Palace, as the undisputed focus, stands in the center of the city, reflecting the glory of other buildings.

It is said to be the city lord's palace, but actually it is not an exaggeration to call it a palace.

The walls of the palace are inlaid with star-colored gemstones, which sparkle as if the stars are pouring over the world.

It is worth mentioning that most people in this city call this gemstone the Star Stone.

Because the light emitted by the gem is so much like the endless starry sky at night.

But few people know that this gem has another name: magic crystal.

The palace, surrounded by walls inlaid with magic crystals, towers majestically into the clouds, just like the palace of the king in poetry.

When someone looks up, they will see several towering towers standing on one side of the palace. They tower into the clouds, and from time to time there will be light pillars rising into the sky, exuding mysterious and powerful energy.

These towers are the residences of Mageweavers, whether here or anywhere else.

The magic pattern masters are nobles who master extraordinary arts. Their existence adds a sense of mystery and vitality to the palace.

The gate of the palace is tall and heavy, made of carved stone and inlaid with precious gems.

There are two male lion statues standing in front of the door, which are full of domineering power, as if they are telling the dominance of the palace.

A wide avenue was lined with warriors wearing heavy armor. Whenever someone in red robe passed by, the warriors would pause their spears and make a dull crashing sound to show their respect for the red robes. of respect.

A thin man in red robes came from a distance, and he walked slowly towards the palace, obviously full of thoughts.

The journey was smooth, and no warrior dared to stop it.

For a man, the red robe given by the emperor-like city lord is the highest proof.

The man walked in the palace with ease. Wherever he passed, lush gardens spread on both sides of the road. The flowers exuded a charming fragrance, just like colorful butterflies in a sea of ​​flowers.

The natural breath of life spread throughout the palace, forming a sharp contrast with the deathly silence of the guards and waiters that could be seen everywhere.

In the center of the palace, in the deepest part of the building surrounded by a sea of ​​tulips, is the government room of Lord Huangsha.

Outdoor sunlight pours in through the huge stained glass windows, decorating the room like a fairyland.

Gem-encrusted chandeliers shine with a warm, soft glow, illuminating the entire smoky space.

The floor was covered with a gorgeous bright red carpet, which looked inexplicably festive.

The entire government affairs room is like a palace, surrounded by waiters who specialize in conveying the city lord's orders.

The waiters all stood with their hands down. Unless the city lord called, no one dared to look at the figure behind the huge red round table in the depths of the hall.

The current Lord of Huangsha City sits on the throne of the City Lord behind the red round table.

The throne is studded with precious gems and gold, exuding an aura of incomparable majesty.

Although the current city lords, including previous generations of the city, do not like this nouveau riche-style throne, they have to abide by tradition and sit on this somewhat uncomfortable throne.

Time passed, and the thin man in red robe soon arrived.

The thin man walked slowly on the bright red carpet and quietly walked towards the city lord who was behind the red round table and was immersed in writing official documents.

Seeing that the city lord was still frowning and writing official documents, the thin man did not speak, but stood quietly by the side, waiting.

The thin man seemed to be worried, his eyes were not lowered as usual, but he casually glanced at the surrounding hall walls.

Huge paintings and murals hang on the walls, depicting the great events in Huangsha's history and the glorious achievements of successive city lords.

The bookshelves next to one wall are filled with precious ancient books and documents, and beautifully carved sculptures are placed in the corner, including heroic warriors and elegant goddesses, demonstrating the glory of art and culture.

The thin man's aimless glance soon stopped because he heard the tired cough of the city lord.

As his eyes moved, the thin man looked towards the red round table, which was always stacked with thick ancient and precious parchments, and beautifully decorated stationery and scrolls were always placed next to it.

It seems that these things are the eternal things of the red round table

wrong!

When did there be so much blood agarwood on the round table?

The thin man was stunned for a moment, his nose twitching, and then he realized something was wrong in the hall today.

The thin man's gaze stopped at the five jars emitting a thin red smoke on the corner of the red round table, and his eyes did not conceal his surprise and confusion.

As the city lord's absolute confidant, he knew that the city lord suffered from old illnesses and needed to use the blood agarwood personally prepared by the chief magic pattern master to suppress and cover up some of them.

But usually only one altar needs to be placed on the round table. Why are there so many placed on it today?

You know, this stuff is poisonous!

Before the thin man could think about it, the city lord's voice sounded: "Is there news so soon?"

After Qi Lin slaughtered 264 people in Steam Town and left an inscribed stone tablet, the contents on the stone tablet were reported to Huang Sha by the Mercenary Guild and the newly appointed government officials through precious remote communication means.

After all, this was a major purge of political power in a territory, and after the purge, names and addresses were actually left behind? ? ?

This is a provocation!

This is contempt for the Huangsha regime!

Winter Solstice is a heinous crime!

After the news was conveyed to Huangsha, all forces were shaken up and down. They all expressed their strong demand to send troops to Steam Town and Nanzhili to severely punish Winter Solstice!

However, these protests, which were angry on the surface but had different intentions in reality, were suppressed by the Lord of Huangsha City.

Moreover, it is still suppressed in a way that does not restrict public opinion.

Except for the thin man, no one knew why the city lord was acting like this. It was as if he deliberately allowed public opinion to slowly ferment among the people.

Only the thin man who was immediately sent to the Blood Sea restricted area to look for a certain money-grubbing apostle knew what the city lord was thinking.

"The Apostle said that no information about the winter solstice could be found."

The thin man responded to the city lord with a hint of heartache in his voice: "The 10,000 amethyst coins and those precious extraordinary materials that I brought with me were only exchanged for: We can't afford to offend the Winter Solstice."

"Oh" the city lord was surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions and just waited for the thin man's next words.

"The original words of the apostle are: Dongzhi is definitely a chosen one, but the lack of information means that there is either a strong apostle's protection behind him, or he is lucky enough to have a powerful hidden extraordinary prop, but that kind of prop It is not something that the Chosen One has the ability to obtain at this time point, so either there are powerful apostles to cover it up, or..."

"The apostle was silent for a long time afterwards. He didn't say anything more. He just said that we couldn't afford to offend him."

After hearing this, the city lord was a little confused and said:

"You killed so many people and still left names, but you didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, and you didn't rob slaves of money. It shows that you are not a gangster, nor an arrogant and domineering person. It seems that you want to do things for everyone."

The city lord said to himself a little doubtfully: "But why are the targets so targeted? I see they are all on the list."

After thinking for a moment, the city lord suddenly smiled lightly and said: "Good thing."

Good thing?

The thin man was stunned, this.

The city lord had no intention of continuing, but quickly ordered: "Pass on my oral instructions so that the people in the Ministry of Rites don't have to discuss it anymore."

"All the conditions proposed by Nanzhili will be met by them!"

The thin man was shocked when he heard this.

Some time ago, a UFO suddenly fell from the sky in Huangsha Capital City!

Just when it was about to hit the ground, the magic pattern master on duty on the tower took action and activated the large magic circle in the capital to attack the UFO.

I thought that with one blow, the UFO would disappear into thin air.

But who would have thought that that house could escape the attack of the magic circle!

Although that attack was not an attack with full firepower from the magic circle, it was not something that ordinary things could withstand!

That was the large city-protecting formation that Apostle Natasha personally commanded when she built the city!

Relying on this magic circle, Huangsha can stand firm and have the capital to expand its territory!

But who would have thought that that strange-looking wooden house with wings could actually escape!

Moreover, he landed safely outside the city!

Later, the thin man was ordered to go and get in touch with him personally.

Discovered that the owners of the house are a pair of sisters!

They claimed to be from Nanzhili!

That's a city from extraterrestrials, aliens!

According to the apostle's prediction, these fire spreaders should not have appeared at this time!

But it just happened!

And during the communication, the sisters expressed their intention to cooperate with Huang Sha!

Including but not limited to: cooperation on people's livelihood, technology, economy, military, and large-scale war weapons!

But what is interesting is that the elder sister of the Yanling sisters made it clear that she was just passing on the message and that the matter of cooperation was between Huangsha and Nanzhili. They would stay here for about half a year and wait for Nanzhili after half a year. After their representatives arrive, they will leave.

The cooperation list issued by Nanzhili was quickly passed to the city lord.

But the city lord just marveled at the large combat weapon called the Pilot on the list, and then threw the list to the Ministry of Rites and stopped asking.

Then he spent the whole day paying attention to the various little things in Sister Yan Ling's life.

It seems that in the eyes of the city lord, the Yan Ling sisters who are not affiliated with the Southern Zhili faction are no less tempting than the entire Chosen City of Southern Zhili.

But now, the city lord, who has never asked about the progress of the negotiations, has ordered immediate cooperation?

Have you met all the conditions for South Zhili?

You must know that there are many special extraordinary materials in the list of requirements given by Nanzhili. Even the high-status magic pattern masters are out of reach of those materials. They can only be obtained after special festivals and major contributions. Just a little reward from the city lord.

But now, because of the winter solstice matter, the city lord has agreed to everything regardless of the interests of the magic pattern master group? ? ?

If "City Lord, over there in the tower" was an ordinary matter, the thin man would naturally not be disobedient.

But he is also a member of the Demon Pattern Master Group, and he knows that once those rare extraordinary materials are given to Nanzhili in large quantities, it means that the Demon Pattern Master Group will be killed!

In this world, no city lord can withstand the protest of the magic pattern master group unless the apostle is a strong protector.

The thin man tried to say something more, but the city lord just glanced at him coldly: "Why, as the deputy chairman of the three towers, you don't have the ability to balance your own faction, do you?"

Perhaps normal government departments do not have factions, or on the surface they do not have factions, and if they do, it is not possible to say that there are no factions.

But the group of magic pattern masters is different.

No matter who is in power in the capital, their position is unshakable.

Therefore, the special group of magic pattern masters is divided into three major factions on the surface.

"I dare not disobey my humble position!" The thin man immediately knelt down to admit his mistake, but when he glanced at the red jars from the corner of his eye, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that, City Lord, you..."

"If there is nothing else to report, then let's do it." The city lord said calmly, showing an attitude of making up his mind and not allowing any more words.

The thin man did not dare to say any more. As he slowly stood up, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said: "City Lord, the main army of the barbarians in the west seems to be heading towards Huangsha."

The thin man talked about the recent military affairs and tried to regain his composure.

After all, at the beginning of every war, the city lord would send powerful magic pattern masters to accompany the army.

If the war gets serious, maybe.

But the city lord snorted indifferently and said: "Hmph, it seems those blue-eyed people want to fight against the autumn wind again."

After the city lord said this, he waved his hand tiredly and said: "Go down."

The thin man turned and left in silence, his heart heavy. He had already imagined the bad consequences that would happen once the news of Satisfied Nan Zhili spread.

If you are not careful, this capital city with a population of over 50 million will be destroyed.

But the city lord seems to have everything in mind.

The thin man sighed heavily silently, and was about to leave slowly. He was ready to do something before the disaster struck. After all, without the city lord, he would not be what he is now. No matter what the situation, he would fight to the end for the city lord.

"Wait a minute."

The city lord's voice came from behind, which made the thin man turn around and look overjoyed.

He thought the city lord had changed his mind.

But who would have thought that the city lord asked very expectantly: "How are the lives of Yan Ling and the sisters recently?"

Um? ? ? ?

If he hadn't followed the city lord in military campaigns since he was a child, the thin man would definitely think that those two pretty sisters were bringing disaster to the country and the people!

The city lord is obsessed with beauty!

Foolish king! ! !

But the thin man knew that the city lord was not that kind of person.

"My sister Yan Ling still lives in the downtown area of ​​Xiacheng, and my sister Bai Mei still likes to run out of the city."

The thin man answered helplessly and truthfully. Since Sister Yan Ling came to Huangsha, he has repeated the answer almost every day.

If nothing else goes wrong, the city lord will next ask his sister Yan Ling what time he got up to buy groceries, what kind of groceries he bought, how many portions he bought, which lower-class people in the lower city he talked to, what their status and industry were, and what they talked about. What is the attitude of both parties? Does the sister laugh a lot?

What time did my sister go out of the city, which road she took, which city gate she passed, whether she still had a part-time job at the pork shop, where she went shopping for antiques, which black market she went to sell things, and which shop she went to to make money as a hustler. The price difference is gone, and when did I meet a few perverts, and then I took out a kitchen knife and chopped them to death? What is the family background of the perverts, will there be any subsequent troubles, and do they need help?

From the two sisters' wake-up time, lights-out time, to what they eat, drink, and talk.

Basically, except for private matters such as bathing, the city lord will ask about it.

Note that we will ask you questions every day! ! !

"Which stall did Yan Ling go to buy vegetables today? Has the identity of the stall owner been verified?"

As expected, the questions asked by the city lord were still repeating the questions asked some time ago.

The thin man knew that the only possibility for the city lord without being obsessed with beauty was to get to know him better and win over him.

After all, it seems that the pair of sisters do not belong to Nanzhili, but have some degree of cooperation with Nanzhili.

However, the thin man has always believed that the so-called person who spreads fire is just a legend. It is not yet known whether there is any legendary person who has such a great influence on the destiny of the country.

After the thin man finished explaining the daily life of the Yan Ling sisters, the city lord nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, the people below remember to change the batch every day, and remember not to do the same thing again, although these things cannot be hidden. They still have to have the respect they deserve."

The thin man once again listened to the words he had heard many times before turning and leaving.

Not long after the thin man left, the city lord, who was engrossed in writing something, suddenly sprayed a mouthful of dark blood on the sheepskin scroll in front of him.

The scroll with the same official document was quickly eroded by blood and many of the words were lost.

The city lord looked at the remaining scroll with a livid face, leaving only a few lines of words just written on it.

"The city of Tianxuan has a small population. Our rich population is very likely to be targeted by the Tianxuan. This is a rich and high-quality source of cheap labor."

"Products such as mechanical vehicles should not only be used as high-level products."

"The Border Black Feather Exploration Corps and the Barbarian Vanguard Agents Encountered."

The city lord just glanced at it, shook his head helplessly and pushed the scroll aside, preparing to review it again.

But when the city lord just picked up the white feather pen, he suddenly sighed, then looked up at the waiters around him and smiled warmly: "You are all good, I couldn't help but spit it out."

As the city lord waved his hand apologetically, dozens of slender dark figures suddenly appeared behind the dozens of waiters in the hall.

Without waiting for any reaction from the waiters, I just heard a few crisp sounds.

Dozens of waiters lay on the ground, and were immediately taken away by a slender dark figure.

Within a short while, a new waiter came forward to replace the bright red carpet (End of Chapter)