Wright said politely: "Mr. Dead..."

"Don't call me sir, I can't afford it, just call me Mobak, or 'that undead'."

Wright is in a bad mood. This is the undead! The undead born with wisdom, is it okay to be so humble?

Among the three types of undead creatures, skeletons, corpse witches, and undead, skeletons and zombies are born without wisdom. Only after condensed the soul heart and become golden skeletons and tin zombies can they awaken their wisdom.

The lichs and undead among the corpse witches are both natural wisdom types, especially the undead, who are simply natural undead mages, and are the objects of envy of these undead mages. Now, the object that they have always envied and admired is telling them that they can't afford it? What a joke?

"That...that...Mr. Mobak, we really can't bear your greeting. The sun is so bright. Why don't you bring a shadow cloak?" Wright stammered for a few times, but still didn't dare to remove the title.

The shadow cloak is almost a must-have item for the undead to walk in the world. It can cover the undead, form a shadow and block the sun. Without such equipment, few undead are willing or capable of walking in the sun.

It can cover the undead, naturally not a real thing. It is a magical item refined by dark magic. It can be collected on the body at will without taking up space and without weight.

Mobak first turned piously to the direction of the steel bone collar, and then said: "My king said that we are the guides who welcome visitors from all directions, and the image representative of the steel bone collar. We should not be sneaky, but show our true face. After hearing this, I deeply felt the wisdom of our king, and immediately burned the shadow cloak at home. From now on, I followed the will of our king and showed our true face."

Wright and others looked at the blurry "true face" on Mobak's face, and three words surged in their hearts: flattery.

The scene was a little cold for a moment, and Mobak quickly asked enthusiastically again: "I wonder if all the guests are here to come to the steel collar. Is it official business, business or travel?"

I didn’t understand business? I did business. I didn’t understand it very much. When I was traveling, everyone understood it. I guess they were asking about their purpose.

Wright quickly saluted: "It is the great Master Ryanhard who ordered us and others to come and ask for His Majesty the King of Cylinders."

Mobak shocked Wright with a 'king' and it seemed that he would not be compared with the King of Steel Bone without being given the 'great' prefix.

"Oh, that's official business. It's great. My king must be very happy about your arrival. Dear guests, please come here." Mobak made a call and took the lead in front.

"Mr. Mobuck, Mr. Mobuck." Wright hurriedly called and asked, "Mr. Mobuck, what should we do with these entourages?"

The so-called entourage of Wright is naturally the two thousand immortal skeletons that escorted them. Most of these skeletons were not summoned by them. They do not have the ability to do so. One thousand five hundred of them were from Master Reinhardt, three hundred were public property of the Mage Tower, and the remaining two hundred were saved by them.

In order to save these two hundred skeletons, they had been gnawing the cabbage gangsters for several years. Because the skeleton costs money, the materials for summoning the soul fire cost money, and the maintenance costs money. This is the precipitation of their crystallized property, and they cannot be lost.

If they lose their own property, they will lose it. If the mage tower public property and the private property of Master Reinhardt are lost, they will be in trouble. If Mobak does not make any arrangements, he will be prepared to let a companion stay and station the skeletons across the river.

"Oh, the first time I received VIPs, I'm not skilled in my business. I'm sorry, sorry, please bring your followers with me." Mobak quickly bowed and apologized, made a call again, and continued to bring them forward.

The group of people and more than two thousand skeletons stepped across the White Bridge on the Drunken Bone River and walked towards a hillside on the left side of the river.

When he stepped onto the White Bridge, Wright stomped his feet curiously, and a very strong feeling of foot came from his feet, which made him a little confused because he couldn't see what material it was built with the bridge, and there were no gaps all over it, like a whole piece of rock carved.

But where is such a large piece of rock nearby? Even if there are, they can't stand it even if they are carved.

Perhaps seeing Wright's confusion, Mobak showed the enthusiasm of a guide very well and explained: "This is a material invented by my king. It is made of several materials, called cement, mixed with water, then molded with earth magic, and then dried after pouring and molding. The white outside is made of bone powder spraying and sintering at high temperature. It is very good in terms of affinity for the soul and its ability to resist magic."

Wright opened his mouth wide and looked confused. He could understand that if he wanted to directly shape it with magic, he might still understand that although shaping a bridge of such a scale might require an Aristocratic Mage, it was still within his scope of understanding.

But what the hell is this cement? Mix it with water? Fill it into molding? Dry it?

Wait until Wright came up with something, they came to the hillside, looked south from the top of the slope, and saw a spectacular scene.

Vertical holes were cut out on the south side of the entire hillside, and the diameter of the holes was just enough to stand a skeleton vertically.

The inner wall of the hole is also white, just like the surface of the white bridge. It can be used as a permanent skeleton tomb with bone powder spray and sintered at high temperature.

Mobak pointed to these holes and proudly introduced: "This is a tomb carefully designed by our king for his people. It is clean, simple and practical. Please see it with all the guests."

"The top of the hole is the rain eaves that are diagonally facing forward. Heavy rain cannot fall into it at all. Even if it encounters a storm, there are drainage holes at the bottom of the hole. The rainwater is discharged directly from the bottom, which can keep the tomb dry all the time."

"You know, there has been no war in our steel bone collar for hundreds of years, but there are still tens of thousands of skeletons that are damaged every year, and they are all eroded, decayed, brittle, and grown insects. With such tombs, we can greatly extend the lifespan of our bones..."

"Look at the direction of the tomb, it is built along the mountain, facing north and south, and the entrances are all facing south. The sunlight that rises east and falls in the east during the day cannot shine in at all. The cold air that comes from the south at night carries a large amount of death breath and can be poured into it from the entrance."

"The skeletons who stay in this tomb for a long time are not only strong in bones, but also have a hundred times more spirit and solid souls. They are simply the best place for our skeletons to rest."

The undead mages who had been stunned all the time, I don’t know who said: “I want to bury them here because I hear them.”

Mobak quickly said, "Welcome, we are still in the promotion period, and the tomb is rewarded with 50% off. You can travel with three people for free. Buy two and get one for free. It is very affordable. If you buried in, you will be a steel collar. In the future, everyone will be brothers. You must come to my house to visit you at that time."
Chapter completed!