The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 181 Act Four. The Sixth Person

Jill Tigris has been the host of the Crown War for 200 years. As a Lich, he still maintains a good memory, which is quite rare for many undead.

He clearly remembered that in the most tragic crown war in history 120 years ago, although the Dvořák family won, at least three members of the Dvořák family died within a year after the war ended. The direct descendants, and the rest of the family also suffered huge losses.

"Hopefully this time it will be a little more secure."

Lord Tigris let out a long sigh, and touched his already shriveled cheek.

But he knew very well that this was almost impossible.

Leaving aside those private power struggles, the heroic spirits who participated in this crown war also surprised him.

Originally, when the little girl from the Amadeus family came to register with her heroic spirit, Tigris thought that the outcome of the war had been determined in advance, but a few days ago, the eldest son of the Ludwig family broke the news. Tigris guessed.

Even if that heroic spirit is placed in all the heroic spirits who have fought in the crown war for more than 1000 years, he is still a strong man. Even Tigris thinks that the Ludwig family used some unfair means to be able to summon such a hero. heroic spirit.

However, it turned out that "that thing" that supported the crown war recognized Noah Ludwig and other heroic spirits, making this war a little more variable.

Now, the five summoners have all appeared on the stage, and the crown war will officially begin in three days. Tigris is in his laboratory, enjoying the last leisure time with peace of mind.

It was a slightly dim room. On the wooden shelf next to the test bench were all kinds of strangely shaped bottles and jars, which contained many unknown solutions, some of which looked ordinary, and some of them looked ordinary. Many more are rather weird.

There is a dark blue solution in a long test tube emitting a faint blue light, and in another round container, a black shadow like a living thing is constantly stirring, trying to rush out of the bottle cap, and there is also a bottle of clear medicine, the other The color is constantly changing, and it looks dazzling. The other jar is filled with muddy sludge. If you look closely, you can see that there seem to be tens of thousands of tiny faces in the sludge, crying out in pain.

As an ashes, and also a Lich who mastered the art of transforming life and death, Tigris can be regarded as quite suitable for his identity. Although his strength is not strong, he has his own unique insights in research.

However, just as he was carefully weighing the air-dried bat wing powder, there was a rapid knock on the door, which almost made his hands tremble, and the hard work of the night was in vain.

"Who?"

The one who knocked on the door should be his butler, Peter, a living corpse who has awakened his wits.

"My lord, the summoner from Ludwig's house is asking to see you."

Peter said in a hoarse voice through the door.

"Noah Ludwig? What is he doing here?"

Tigris stopped the experiment at hand.

Participants originally only wanted to register with him after successfully summoning a heroic spirit, leaving a mark of participation in the battle, and almost no need to go through his hands after that, so most of the summoners would only visit him once, and visit him twice. Yes, it was either the guy who wanted to bribe him to cheat, or the unlucky guy who met some misfortune halfway.

"My lord, the person who came is not Noah Ludwig."

However, Peter's next sentence directly plunged Tigris into doubt.

"What? Isn't he the summoner of the Ludwig family this time?"

For a moment, Tigris thought that Peter, the guy who had been with him for nearly 100 years, had finally come back to perish forever, so he hurriedly stood up and opened the door.

Peter was welcoming his master with a humble attitude.

This living corpse was short in stature, and seemed to be a member of the Aiur tribe during his lifetime, but most of his body had already decayed and shrunk. One eye disappeared when he died, and the remaining one protruded like a goldfish.

"Where is he?"

Tigris asked, straightening his robes a little.

"They're in the living room."

Peter replied, and the subtleties in the words made the doubts in Tigris' mind all the more deepened.

"them?"

With such doubts, Tigris came to the living room under the leadership of Peter.

Then when he saw the visitor for the first time, his heart that hadn't made any waves in a hundred years unexpectedly throbbed slightly.

The person who came was a young man in a dress robe and a skeleton wearing an armor behind him.

This young Tigris knew that it was Langton Ludwig, the second son of the Ludwig family. Unlike his genius elder brother and clever younger sister, Langton was a natural waste, whether it was necromancy or magic. The affinity for elements is the worst, and almost everyone thinks he is a disgrace to the Ludwig family.

Why is he here?
"Are you here for Noah?"

Tigris glanced at the swordsman behind Langton. The skeleton seemed to be quite powerful, not an ordinary cannon fodder character. rare.

"Er, no, Lord Tigris."

It was not the first time for Langton to meet the Lich Tigris. He had seen the only host of the Crown War for 200 years from a distance at several large banquets, but if he looked closely, the other party's appearance was still the same. Landon was a little surprised.

On the already shriveled face, there were two groups of quietly burning soul fires, withered and yellow teeth exposed, and there seemed to be corpses crawling in his mouth. Tigris wrapped himself in a gray robe, and there was a decaying smell around him.

"In fact, I successfully summoned the heroic spirit and became a participant in the Crown War."

Langton weighed his words and spoke slowly.

Then he saw the quiet fire of Tigris' soul flare up violently.

"What did you say!!?"

To be honest, Tigris has not been so excited for more than 100 years, and the emotional changes even made him a little unstable. Peter next to him hurriedly helped him up to help him stabilize his figure.

"This is the Heroic Spirit I summoned."

Swallowing his saliva, Langton pointed to Rosen behind him.

Rosen didn't say a word. In fact, he was using his precise magic power control ability to search the things in this house. According to Langton, this Lord Tigris has a special way to identify whether the summoned object is really It is a challenge for Rosen to pretend to be a Heroic Spirit or something else.

In history, there have indeed been demons from the Endless Void who disguised themselves as heroic spirits and wanted to descend, but they were quickly identified, and finally disappeared under the siege.

Tigris glanced at Rosen, then extended his right hand.

On a finger like a dead branch, there is an obsidian ring.

As soon as the ring was taken out, it shone brightly. Rosen felt that there was a familiar aura on the ring, and at the same time, he secretly probed a trace of magic power to try to figure out the structure of this thing.

But before he had time to do anything, Tigris put away the ring, his face expressionless, unable to see what he was thinking.

"Indeed, you are the truly chosen participant in the Crown War, and you are also the only sixth participant in the past 1000 years."

Declared Tigris, the fire of the soul that had stabilized gave off a dim light.

"Your Heroic Spirit is an Assassin."

　Thanks to the host who only eats Qingyishi hotpot for the reward~
　　Thanks to the stars jumping in the clouds, the red erotic triple speed, the multivariate Taixu, the friendly Douzi, the ninth type of Lothar, and the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)