When Thrall woke up, he was confused and felt like he was when he just came out of school.

Hey, school? Fruit? King of steel bones?

Am I dead? Isn’t it that everything that happened is just the plot arrangement of the Mother Goddess? Am I still in the fruit?

Thra suddenly shuddered and woke up completely. He suddenly found himself lying on the bed. A dead soul was looking at him kindly and asked with a smile: "You are awake."

"I'm not dead?" Sar suddenly turned over and sat up, touched his body with his hands a few times. His hands and feet were intact and his clothes were intact, but it gave Sar a strange feeling: "Didn't the King of Steel Bones say that he killed me? Why didn't he die?"

Mobak laughed and said, "You misunderstood. It's just a code word. In fact, His Majesty has given you eternal life."

"Immortality?" For fast-birthed vegetatives with an average lifespan of only twenty years, immortality is really a sensitive word. Thrall immediately became energetic, and then he suddenly thought of a possibility: "I have become an immortal monster?"

Mobak immediately looked stern: "How do you talk? Is there a kind and kind monster as much as me? I'll give you another word in three seconds."

"I... I have become a kind and kind eternal soul?" Thrall sensed the danger and quickly changed his words.

"Haha, eternal life is true, but you are still too young and can't get up. Get up, Your Majesty wants to see you." Mobak said kindly.

Following Mobak, Thrall left the room where she was. When she looked back, it turned out to be an "airship". Although it was a little smaller, it was more exquisite and sturdy than the airship that Thrall had taken.

Looking around, there were more than one airship of the same kind, but dozens of them. From time to time, people were in and out of these airships. In front of one of the airships, there were several rows of tables lined up. More than a dozen "humans" held books and sat there with no hope of living, listening to a bald man in front of the table giving a lecture.

Isn't this a camp for undead creatures? Why are there so many humans? But the aura on the bald man is a bit strange, not as vivid as a living person.

Turning a corner, several titans formed two piles, each of which was four people. Each of them held several half-person-high cards in their hands, and took turns to throw them to the ground, making a loud sound like thunder: five, six, seven tractors.

Not far from the Titans, a tall little evil demon was commanding a group of little evil demons to cast fireball techniques at the same target. When they looked at their target, it was a huge pot, and something seemed to be cooking inside, and thick water vapor spread.

Let the little evil devil cook something? Isn’t this too luxurious?

Along the way, Thrall couldn't feel that this was an undead camp. Instead, it was like the kind of mercenary camp with unlimited races. Thrall saw different kinds of demons, dwarves, elves, and titans. Undead creatures only saw the undead, and not even a single lich.

This made him unable to help asking Mobak, "Well, kind Lord Mobak, why can't you see the lich in the camp?"

If you transform into an undead creature, if there is no accident, you should be a lich. If you never live for the time being, you won’t even see a lich in the camp. How should you deal with yourself as a lich?

He is worthy of being the oldest vegetative person, and he immediately starts to consider the personal value of the future team.

"Lich? There are so many, all the people you saw like humans are lichs." Mobak responded.

"Ah? They are all lichs? Why... how... so lively?" Thrall thought for a few minutes before thinking about it.

"You can do it too. Locks has free activation fluid, and you can keep it fresh once a bottle a month, but the toughness and defense of the skin will decrease. I think it's better for you to take activation fluid after the toughening period, so that the skin's defense will not drop too much, and it will keep it fresh."

"Activation? Free?" Thrall was shocked. He subconsciously called the undead monster at the beginning because it was ugly. If the appearance could not be different from humans, then what kind of monster was it?

It’s not visible on the outside, but it can live forever. Oh my God, this is simply a God’s grace. No wonder Mobak used a word called ‘gift’ when he described it. This is indeed the gift of the King of Steel Bone.

Thrall's little resistance to the reincarnated immortal creature disappeared without a trace, but he was not happy too early. As the oldest vegetable man, he knew the more he got, the more he paid, so he could only pray that what he gave was what he didn't think about, and what he got was what he wanted.

The process of meeting Luo Xun was very simple, it was just to say what he said at that time. With the connection between the soul, Thrall could not hide or deceive Luo Xun, which increased the credibility of his speech.

Then, Luo Heng checked Thrall's bones and found that his bones were forty years old. Including the implanted memories, he had nearly sixty years of memory, and he was considered an elderly person. No wonder he had become like this.

However, Luo Heng quite appreciates this style. Although a steady captain is not pioneering enough, he is good at maintaining his achievements. Luo Heng already has too many zombie skeletons who are brainless and brainless. It is also good to have a steady hand to complement each other.

After asking Saar to retreat, Rohn and Ronsademobak and others began to discuss.

"It seems that this Mother Goddess is not simple. No wonder he can even suppress the Lord of Void," Mobak said.

"It is possible to cultivate a magician in four or five years. It is of course not easy to produce a magician. According to Thrall, the whole world practices magic, and even the people who swept the floor are magicians. The number of magicians is as high as hundreds of millions. Your Majesty, this is a force that can threaten us." Longsard said in a serious tone.

It is rare for Ronsard to attach great importance to this force. Even the Church of Light did not pay attention to him before.

"Great Sage, is this force posing a great threat to us?" asked a Lich King.

"Of course, mass production, fearlessness, absolute obedience. These are the advantages that only we immortal creatures have. Now the other party also has them. If we really encounter them, what we have to face is a continuous stream of mages. Do you think our skeleton tide can flood the mage tide? And they don't even leave our corpses for us. They are definitely natural enemies. We must drive them out before they grow stronger and eliminate them."

Some people think that Ronsard is alarmist: "It's so far away that they don't have the ability to come to our world. Even if they grow stronger, there is still the Lord of Void in front of you. Is it necessary to provoke them?"

"Stupid!" Longsard cursed at one point: "Do you know what the concept of hundreds of millions of magicians is? Only with the foothold and bridgehead, they can use hundreds of millions of magicians to teleport tens of millions of magicians. No plane is safe.

Ronsard's words forced Luo Chu to pay attention to it. Indeed, when the number reaches a certain level, many things that seem incredible can be done. Luo Chu has a deep understanding of this.
Chapter completed!