Chapter 1047 Who Are You?

A clean lich crawled out of the ruins and ran quickly to everyone. He tried to poke Anthony carefully, but he didn't dare. He stretched out his hand several times and retracted it.

Anthony glanced at him and found that he was just a tough lich. He didn't pose any threat, so he took the initiative to stretch out his arm.

The lich pressed it carefully, watching the skin dent and bounce back, and laughed in surprise: "Alive, really alive, finally see a living one, hello, hello."

Then he turned to Nagris.

Nagris was not so easy to be poked casually. He exhaled a dragon's breath at the lich in a demonstrative manner. This mini dragon's breath was not threatening at all, but it expressed Nagris's attitude.

The lich was not angry either. He retracted his arm with a smile. This dragon's breath had proved that Nagris was also alive, and that was enough.

"Great, they are all alive. I have never seen a living thing in my life. Hello, everyone, where are you from? Come on, come and sit with me." The lich said enthusiastically.

Anthony was just trying to get a deeper understanding of the situation here, so he naturally said, "It's a good time to take a break. I'm Anthony, from the Megacrystal Plane. What's your name, friend?"

"Hello, hello, my name is Kabu Twelve. Welcome to the Undead City. What are you doing here?" Kabu Twelve asked curiously.

"Kabu Twelve? Your name is very unique. Is there any special meaning?" Anthony evaded the question.

Kabu Twelve shook his head: "There is no meaning. There are already eleven guys named Kabu in front of me. I can only be the twelfth, so I'm called Kabu Twelve."

When he came to Kabu Twelve's home, Kabu looked at his messy nest, and then looked back at the clean clothes, fair skin, soft hair, and smooth scales of Ange and others. An emotion that he had never had before suddenly sprouted.

"I haven't had any living creatures here yet. It seems... that... a little dirty..." Kabu Twelve said weakly.

He didn't feel anything staying here, and he didn't think it was a big deal to entertain those equally dirty and wrinkled corpse wizards, but when he compared it with Ang and others, he immediately saw the difference.

Ang and others didn't think it was a big deal, it was just like a cemetery, and undead creatures didn't need to eat, drink, defecate, or urinate, so there would be no excrement.

It's just that the 'nest' is too small to squeeze in so many people. Anthony said kindly: "Let's take a rest here, how is it? Is your life going well? Are there any difficulties or something?"

He is an old charlatan, and he has a taste of inspection when he opens his mouth.

But Kabu Twelve just likes this, and Anthony's words made him choke up: "It's bitter, too bitter, what kind of life is there, sleeping in the ground every day, and talking about difficulties, there are too many. I thought you were a caravan, and I was thinking about whether I could exchange something, otherwise I don't want to get up, and it's uncomfortable to wake up."

What can a low-level lich do here? Nothing can be done, the surroundings are empty, and he can't fly. He can't even leave this ruin.

"It's not that we can't leave. Find a rope to tie around your waist, tie a stone to the other end, throw the stone hard, and we can take us to the next ruins. We can jump one section at a time to reach the Undead City. But why go to the Undead City? I don't even have pants." Kabu Twelve said distressedly.

Anthony patted his shoulder and said, "It's too hard. If we are a caravan, what are you going to buy?"

"If you don't have pants, you can buy some cloth." While saying this, he looked at the robe on Anthony's body with envy.

"Then what are you going to pay the bill with?" Anthony asked curiously.

It's easy to give him a set of clothes, but Anthony wants to know what valuable things he can take out in such a place.

"Gold, okay?" Kabu Twelve ran back to his nest and turned out a small piece of dog-head gold.

Anthony suddenly realized that the plane was broken, and gold should not be lacking, but precious metals need to be valuable in places where the economy is functioning normally. Is this a place where the economy is functioning normally?

"It seems that the Undead City still retains certain economic activities, but gold cannot be eaten or used. Is there anything else?" Anthony asked.

Kabu Twelve took out some precious metals and gemstones, but these things should be worthless items in this environment. Anthony was studying the economic laws here, so he shook his head.

In the end, Kabu Twelve had to clench his fists tightly, and a ball of soul energy surged into his palms. When he spread his hands, a soul crystal had condensed on his palms.

Condensing the soul crystal, Kabu Twelve, whose soul was a little sluggish, said: "This is my last wealth. If you don't want it, I have nothing else to exchange for it."

"Soul crystal? That's too much. How long does it take for your soul to condense a soul crystal? Forget it, give me a magic crystal, and I'll give you a set of clothes." Anthony said.

Soul crystal is the condensation of soul energy. It doesn't matter how many souls a day are condensed for a strong soul, but Kabu Twelve is a bast lich. With his soul strength, one soul crystal is enough for him to sleep for several years before he can recover.

Anthony just wants to study the economy here, and he doesn't really want his soul crystal.

Kabu Twelve was overjoyed and was about to put it away, but Ange took out two soul crystals and said, "Exchange."

Two for one? Only a fool would disagree. Kabu Twelve quickly exchanged it, fearing that Ange would change his mind.

Soul crystals are pure soul energy, just like the magic crystals added to the magic carriage. The magic crystals of No. 95 can run, and the magic crystals of No. 92 can also run.

Nagris came over quickly and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything special about this soul crystal?"

Anger nodded: "There are impurities, the origin of chaos."

"Hiss... There are impurities? Okay, treat the origin of chaos as impurities, you have your own problems." Nagris was powerless to complain. If there is anyone in the void who is qualified to treat the origin of chaos as impurities, then Anger is definitely one of them.

Kabu XII used an earth magic crystal to exchange for Anthony's regular clothes, and happily put them on: "Thank you so much, I know the magic crystal has no value to you, and I am willing to exchange it because of your mercy. Thank you, if you are going to the Undead City, please be careful of the Soul Devourer King Rigo, he likes to devour the souls of the living and search other people's memories the most."

Anthony's heart moved, and he asked: "Is the Soul Devourer King a Lich King or a Saint of the Dead?"

"He is a lich, what does Saint of the Dead mean?" Kabu XII asked.

Some explanations were unclear, so Anthony turned and said: "Forget it, how many liches and undeads with the strength of the Soul Devourer King are there in the Undead City?"

Kabu XII said: "There is only one."

"Then how many intelligent undead creatures are there in the Undead City?" Anthony asked.

"Hundreds of thousands, right? There are still unintelligent undead creatures?"

After saying goodbye to Kabu Twelve, Ang and his party flew towards the Undead City, which made Kabu Twelve look envious. He also wanted to fly freely in the void like this, but unfortunately, it was too difficult for a low-level undead creature like him.

After turning to another floating object, Anthony turned and said, "My lord, it seems that it is inconvenient for living creatures to move in the Undead City. Let's change our identities."

Ang nodded, soul energy surged out, armed, and then stuffed Nagris into the mouth of the little ghost.

Anthony also patted his chest, soul energy flowed, and Duroken did the same, and soon the team was refreshed.

Only Jimian looked at him in a daze: "Who are you?"