When Luo Ying thought he had heard it wrong, Mobak floated in from the door and brought seven living people...

With a whoosh, Wright and his party were surrounded by more than a dozen undead creatures, their eyes flickering, as if they were watching some rare animal.

Among these dozen undead creatures, there are undead, lich, and black warriors, but there is not even a skeleton or a corpse witch. They are all high-level undead creatures.

Higher undead creatures have a unified characteristic, that is, they have wisdom, which is also the place that makes Luo Qin the most desperate. There are only less than one hundred high-dead creatures in the entire steel collar.

In other words, among the more than one billion undead creatures with steel bone collars, only one hundred are wise, and the rest are all fools. How can I play this?

Those who can gather around Luo Xun are all the best among the high-level undead creatures, all of whom are powerful souls and powerful. Under their gaze, Wright, who is only at the highest level of a third-level mage, and his party are like frightened quails, wishing they could bury their heads in their pockets.

"Go away, don't scare my guests." Luo Qin rushed the people without hesitation, turned to Mobak and praised him: "Mobak, you are not bad."

After receiving praise from the "King", Mobak floated up.

When the rest of the people were driven aside, only Wright and his party were left in front of Luo Xu. However, after looking up at Luo Xu, they wanted to bury their heads deeper. Compared with the other high-level undead creatures, Luo Xu, the king of steel bones, had the strongest aura, and even sat upright, faintly exuded a kind of power.

After finally seeing the living person, Luo Qing asked in the tone that he thought was the most kind: "Dear guests, don't be nervous. Welcome to the steel bone collar as a guest. I am the king of steel bones. Where are you from?"

The group led by Wright. When facing Luo Ying's inquiry, Wright was naturally responsible. He swallowed his saliva and responded tremblingly: "Great...Great, great, great steel bones...Bone King...Your Majesty, I... Let's come... from the Black Rose Dharma...Master Tower, under the order of Ryanha...Hart...Master Master, complete...Your Majesty's commission thirty years ago.

Luo Heng originally kept smiling inside, but when he heard it, he wanted to straighten Wright's tongue. His psychological quality was so poor that he was so scared that he stuttered. Is he really so scary?

"Haha, guests from the Black Rose Master Tower, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I don't know how to eat people, haha, you can rest for a while, come and have a tea and sit for the guests." Luo Heng smiled and comforted, and then his thoughts turned on. What did he entrust himself thirty years ago?

He traveled to this body for only one year. Although he inherited the memory of the body, it would not be remembered in all sizes. The lifespan of an undead creature is too long. The memory of this body can be traced back more than 10,000 years ago. If you really remember anything, you shouldn't go crazy.

Think back, thirty years ago, the King of Steel Bone killed a transformed dragon, and then...?

Just as Luo Heng was looking back at his memory, a team of skeletons walked in, each carrying tables and chairs in his hands, arranged in two neatly.

Except for the Throne of Steel Bone, others in the hall have no seats. The main thing is that they do not have this need. They are all undead creatures, and standing is more comfortable than sitting.

After the skeletons retreated, another team of skeletons walked in, laying table towels, placing tea cups, pouring tea, and completing it in one go, very skillful.

Mobak was very pleased to see this scene. He practiced many times to receive guests and finally came in handy.

Wright and his party sat down nervously, looking at the cup in front of them and the dark green water in the cup, a little at a loss.

What is tea? I haven't heard of it, can I drink it?

"Please drink tea with all the guests. This is the rock tea, a specialty of steel-boned collar. It is the drink I learned when my thoughts projected onto the ectopic surface. It clears heat and quenchs thirst, and is very delicious." Luo Qing said.

Wright was shocked, "The projection of thoughts?" This is an amazing word. Only existences that transcend everything can have the ability to project thoughts on other planes, such as gods. The process of projecting thoughts is called the arrival of the past.

Doesn’t this mean that the King of Steel Bone has the strength of a god? Is the King of Steel Bone so strong?

Wright was so scared that he hurriedly took a sip of tea. No matter whether the tea could be drunk or not, the King of Steel Bone must drink it.

As soon as the tea was in his mouth, it was a little bitter and astringent, but it was a little sweet afterwards. When the tea slid through his throat, a word suddenly appeared in Wright's mind: smooth, smooth the throat, the throat had no trace of resistance to the tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Wright felt relieved all over and couldn't help saying: "Okay! It's delicious!"

It has been eleven days since the Mage Tower came out today. Most of the time, they were gnawing dry food, and their stomachs had long been as hard as rocks. Several companions had begun to lose shit, not to mention the rough skin and rising stomach fire caused by vitamin deficiency.

Tea water soaks their limbs and marrow like the dry land that has been moistened by rain.

Of course, only people like them who have never drunk tea and have an unbalanced diet will have this strong feeling, which is actually just to relieve the greasiness.

After drinking a cup of tea and sitting on the table and chairs, Wright seemed to feel Luo Ying's friendly attitude, and was not so afraid. He couldn't help but pluck his courage and said, "His Majesty the King of Steel Bones, this tea is very delicious. Is it also produced by steel bone collar?"

Wright was extremely curious. Although he didn't know what tea was, he looked at the residue in the tea, it was obviously made of some kind of plant soaked, so it was fine if there was anything else. The steel-boned collar is an immortal territory where no grass grows. How could there be plants?

"That's right, this guest, you think it's delicious. Do you think tea can become a specialty of steel bone collar?" Luo Qing also asked curiously.

In the steel-boned collar that never grows, there is something that is tenacious, that is, moss. All plants are dead, but they are thriving and becoming more and more lush. This kind of thing can be found in the cracks on the bedside when Luo Chang was sleeping.

When he woke up, Luo Heng summoned his people to work together, scraping dozens of tons of moss and other inexplicable garbage from the Bones Castle, which was full of piles behind the Castle.

I don’t know why the Bones Fort has not collapsed after so much moss grows. Later, Luo Chuan learned that many bones were added when the Bones Fort was built, and it would only become stronger and stronger under the influence of the breath of death.

The moss piled behind the fort was slowly drying. One day, Luo Chuan walked by in boredom and saw that the moss after drying looked very similar to the snow-capped white tea that was fooled by someone in a tourist area before. A thought suddenly popped up in his mind: Can these mosses be made into tea?

With a fierce operation, Luo Cheng produced several kinds of moss products. After removing the types that are harmful to the human body, only the ones in front of him remained.

But even if it is made, it is useless. There are all undead creatures here, and no one retains the sense of taste at all. The only thing you can know is that tea leaves are poisonous and cannot kill people, but you don’t know whether they are delicious or not.

It is rare for living people to come, so why don’t you try them quickly? If you really accept it, the moss in the territory will have a way out in the future, and maybe it can become a specialty of steel collars.

"It's delicious, well, I can't say it's delicious, it's a bit bitter and astringent, but it's very comfortable to drink it." Wright carefully commented.

As soon as he finished speaking, his brow moved again and he said with some uncertainty: "Huh? Impossible?"

"What's impossible?" Luo Ying asked worriedly, don't drink these people to death. It's hard to find a few living people coming to the door. Although their subordinates have already used magic to detect it and will not cause harm to the human body, what if?

"I feel a little relieved and my energy recovery has accelerated, but I'm not sure." Wright said hesitantly.

The other necromancers were all echoing: "Yes, yes, yes, I also feel this way, but the amount of tea is too small and I don't feel it."

"Come on, give me tea." Luo Qing waved his hand.

Do you want to drink any tea made from dozens of tons of moss? In a short while, the undead mages filled the water and said that the tea does have the effect of soothing the spirit and rejuvenating the energy.

Luo Heng was smiling in his heart. If it was just a simple drink, then tea would be a commodity at most. However, if it could rejuvenate its energy, even if it was only a little, it could be fried into luxury goods or necessities.

After getting rich, Luo Heng smiled in his heart, but asked, "By the way, why are the guests coming to the steel collar?"

"Don't dare, villain Wright, just call me Wright. Your Majesty, do you remember the commission you signed to Master Ryanhart thirty years ago?" Wright asked carefully.

"Well, I don't remember it from thirty years ago." Luo Heng calmed down for a while and said embarrassedly. After searching through the memories of the King of Steel Bone, he couldn't find what the commission was thirty years ago. It was probably just a trivial matter for the King of Steel Bone.

Wright also prepared some words to seek credit, but he couldn't say it now. He didn't remember the commission he personally made thirty years ago, saying that this commission is not important to the King of Steel Bone, no longer important, how can he take credit?

In desperation, Wright had to say: "Thirty years ago, Your Majesty, you entrusted Master Ryanhart to forge a pair of transformed magic armor. Today, I am here to deliver the entrusted objects of that year, transformed magic armor to you at the order of Master Ryanhart."

"Transformed Demon Armor?"

"Transformed Demon Armor? Forged?" Several of the high-level undead creatures who were driven by Luo Xu could not help but exclaim.

With the keywords, Luo Jie quickly found relevant memories in his memory. Sure enough, after killing the transformed dragon thirty years ago, the King of Steel Bone suddenly thought about whether he could use the transformed dragon's skin and muscles to make a pair of transformed magic armor.

This was just a sudden idea from him. He forgot the materials after throwing them to Master Ryanhart. Unexpectedly, thirty years later, some people suddenly came out to tell him that the magic armor was refined, which was a big surprise.

This is especially true for Luo Xun. Especially after knowing the function of the transformed magic armor, he traveled over for so long and was so bored that he wanted to explode. He wanted to leave here and travel to the mainland, but he could not make a move because of his appearance. If he had transformed magic armor, wouldn't he be able to pretend to be a human being and wander around?
Chapter completed!