Chapter 710 Hurry up and Help

Li Dali really frightened Di Mali, when was the wandering soul of the undead master so polite? Didn't they rush forward as soon as they met, beat the ancient god to death and dragged him away?

Does being so polite mean that they have other plans? what to do? Do you want to run? Would running away anger him? Did he call me Di Mali just now?

What a tragedy, he actually knows my identity, what should I do? It must have been called Po by that guy before, the damn guy killed me.

Di Mali panicked like something in his heart, it can be seen how scary the name of the undead master is, Li Dali was stunned, and he called out his soul after several times.

"Lord Dimali, don't panic. I'm just curious about the information about the lawbreakers. If it's really inconvenient to answer, just pretend I didn't ask, okay?" Li Dali's attitude was surprisingly easy to talk to.

"Uh...I...this..." Dimali hesitated, at a loss.

Li Dali wanted to know the information about the Law Rebels, and he dared not refuse to answer, but Dimali did not dare to reveal their information without discussing with Ange, nor did he dare to do this, nor would he dare to do that, it was so embarrassing.

Li Dali is considerate: "It seems that you are embarrassing, Mr. Dimali. How about this? This is my communication brand. After you ask for instructions, you can decide whether to disclose the information of the lawbreaker, and then contact me through the communication brand. , can you? Or come here to contact this little beholder, how about it?"

"Okay, great, no problem, Mr. Li Dali, I will go to ask for instructions immediately, and I will contact you immediately if there is a reply. I am very sorry." Di Mali walked along Li Dali's steps, slipped out and came down.

After Li Dali's little beholder left, Dimali let out a long breath, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and retreated muttering.

"Isn't this undead wandering soul so easy to talk to? It's not as vicious as rumored at all. Is he really an undead wandering soul?"

"It should be. Does anyone on the Chaos Side dare to pretend to be an undead wandering soul? Want to find death? So this is an illusion?"

"Why do you want to create such an illusion? To lie to me? What are you doing to lie to me? It's worthless, so it's not because of me? Is it because of those lawbreakers?"

"Hiss—do these lawbreakers have something that can make the undead ruler afraid? Or did they know each other before?"

In the past few hundred years, the most vicious existence on the surface of chaos has been the undead master. There are not many ancient gods who have died in his hands, and death is fine. After a while, the dead ancient gods will become undead Creatures, come out to hunt other ancient gods.

Can you imagine an undead serpent of doom roaming and hunting, shocking other old gods?

Of course, using the doom snake as a metaphor is a bit exaggerated, but even an undead creature that is only half of the doom snake is scary.

But such a vicious undead master, his wandering soul is so easy to talk about?

"No, no, no, even if they know each other, it's none of my business. Now that I'm being targeted by the undead master, I'd better run first."

Dimali muttered, and quickly sent back the news that the undead master had come to Ange.

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"Can he contact the undead master? This..." Even Anthony was a little at a loss, and could only look at Ange.

Ange tilted his head.

Anthony hesitated.

It was Negris who saw through his thoughts, and slapped him on the head angrily: "What are you thinking about, Your Majesty is His Majesty, Ange is Ange, if it doesn't affect Ange's vegetable cultivation, then it is Your Majesty, and it will affect vegetable cultivation. At worst, return the Palace of Rest to him."

Ange nodded, but added: "Destroy the farm."

With the dimensional space, the most valuable thing about the Dormition Palace to Ange is the two farms inside, which can be returned to the king, or they can be demolished. The king can't come back and have no place to live.

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to show that he knew, and then said: "Master Naig slapped me on the head, I will write it down first."

"Ah? That's to remind you, if there's something to remember, don't mess around." Negris yelled.

Back to the topic, Anthony analyzed: "Now there are two possibilities, one is that the undead master is His Majesty, and the other is not His Majesty. If it is His Majesty, then everything will be easy. Let's contact His Majesty and ask him how the situation is now. How is your body, do you have money to spend? Need something? Do you want help? According to different situations, formulate different coping methods."

"Another kind, the master of undead is not His Majesty." Anthony said.

When it came to the possibility that the undead master might not be His Majesty, everyone was stunned for a moment, as if it was something they had never considered.

After hearing the title of Lord of Undead, and knowing that the other party appeared on the Chaos Surface 800 years ago, which happened to coincide with the time when Locke succeeded His Majesty and disguised himself as the Lord of Nirvana, everyone took it for granted that he was His Majesty .

Anthony's words had to lead them to another possibility: Is it possible that the undead master is not a king?

"Who would it be if it wasn't Old Immortal? If not, where did Old Immortal go?" Negris murmured.

Anthony spread his hands: "This question is too broad, and there is not enough information to answer it. Maybe it's another ancient god, maybe it's an undead creature from another plane, maybe some guy used His Majesty's body, it's all possible."

From the layout of Eternal Road, Anthony has already seen that almost all his companions have a preconceived habit of thinking that there is a high probability of a thing being "yes", and never thinking about what happens if it is "no". what consequences.

I always hope that things will develop according to my imagination. If it deviates from my imagination, I will complain about why my luck is so bad, instead of thinking about whether I have not thought carefully?

This habit is almost the nature of intelligent creatures, and only those who have suffered a lot through training can change this habit.

For example, Anthony never considers one situation when doing things, but considers all possible situations and arranges different plans, no matter what the situation is, he will not be in a hurry.

Of course, this is not a bad thing. If everyone is as exhaustive as Anthony, the scene of a bunch of Anthony staying together is too beautiful to imagine.

It is enough to have one Anthony in a team, isn't it his responsibility to fill in the gaps.

"So what now?" Negris asked.

"If the other party is really His Majesty, it will be easy to handle, so let's test whether it is His Majesty first, and ask Dimali to ask the other party a question: Master of the Undead, do you remember the grass on the grave in front of the Palace of Rest?

Negris was taken aback for a moment. Is there grass on the grave at the gate of the Palace of Rest? Isn't the grave grass in the garden behind?

Sure enough, the question was passed on, and it didn't take long before I received a reply from the undead master: "How can there be grass on the grave at the gate of the Palace of Rest? Damn Locke, you are testing me? Why are you so thoughtful? Hurry up and help!"