All Lords: Moving Castle of the Undead Runaway

The Minotaur walked out of the messy and dilapidated tribe and saw the undead fortress that stood in the moonlight and stood in the wasteland, made of white bones, full of death, horror, and the breath of the living.

After receiving Li Ziyu’s orders, above the fortress, the white bones moved, piecing together a bone ladder, descending from above and extending to the Tabu tribesmen.

Looking down the bone ladder to the tall fortress, it was like going from the human world to the world of the dead, on a road of no return, and the minotaurs hesitated, hesitating whether they really wanted to go up. There were

two rows of undead standing beside them, silent, and the undead who led them saw that they were not moving, took the lead in walking up the bone ladder, and then turned to look at them, signaling them to follow. The

most daring minotaur gritted his teeth and stepped to keep up, and the other minotaurs also raised their feet one after another, climbed the bone ladder, and came to the fortress platform.

Stepping on the bone plate of the platform, the bullheads were stunned.

It’s completely different from what they imagined.

In the imagination of the minotaur, everything about the undead should be eerie and terrifying, full of anger and dead qi everywhere, even if you look at it, you will be terrified and heartbroken.

But in fact, when I came to the fortress, everything around me, although it was more serious and solemn, did not have that eerie and terrifying feeling, but instead had a grand atmosphere, and even the death horror that Fang Cai felt dissipated at this moment, and there was an inexplicable sense of tranquility in my heart.

It was quiet, peaceful and comfortable.

“Welcome!”

Just when the minotaur was dazed and at a loss, they saw the young man with a sunny smile on his face in front of them, with two cat people, opening his arms to them and greeting them.

How can there be everything in the fortress of humans, cat people, and the undead, and in the world of the undead, shouldn’t there be only dead souls and bones?

“Don’t be stunned, go inside, there is still a lot of space inside, you can choose one.”

“Wow, it’s really a minotaur, it’s amazing, the muscles are really developed, so strong, can the horns let me touch them…”

Full of curiosity and adventurous spirit, Liu Xingxing, a social cattle critic, came up familiarly, while taking over the task of leading the undead, while staring at the minotaur left and right, and even tried to reach out and touch.

Perhaps it was Liu Xingxing’s smile and enthusiasm that dispelled the haze in the heart of the minotaurs, they did not believe that such a human with a sunny smile would deceive them, gradually relaxed, and followed him to visit the undead fortress in the sound of Liu Xingxing’s giggling, of course, only on the platform, the main building could not enter.

Tasturing also observed the surroundings curiously, just as Liu Xingxing saw the Minotaur for the first time, he was also full of curiosity about the undead fortress, and everything here was different from the legend.

There were no sharp wooden thorns stuck into the skull, no hanging corpses, no putrid smell in the air, no sewage on the ground, full of blood, and no harsh screams.

Everything is just the opposite, although the buildings here are made of bone, but unexpectedly have a grand, solemn feeling, the ground is paved with bone plates, it looks clean, and the surrounding environment is also very neat.

He saw the undead who braved the soul fire from time to time to poke their heads out to observe them, and at first it was a little scary, but after seeing more, he went from being frightened to being acceptable, and finally feeling commonplace. This is where the undead live, the legend is wrong, or

even deliberately ugly the undead, is it the ancestor who made a mistake, or was the record changed?

Tasturing couldn’t figure it out, but everything here satisfied him, at least much better than being chased and killed by a demonized minotaur, fleeing into the wilderness, and not knowing where to stay.

The fortress was raised to level 2, the platform was enlarged a lot, and many places were empty, and the Minotaurs found a satisfactory clearing, which they decided to use as a temporary residence for their tribe.

Just when they found the venue, Li Ziyu also returned to the fortress, the bone ladder retracted into the fortress, fused into one, and Li Ziyu also came to the place where the minotaur was.

“It seems that Liu Xingxing has helped you find a place.” Li Ziyu saw that the minotaur had settled down, and walked over with a smile to greet Mu Mu and Tasturing.

“Yes, Great Lord of the Undead, thank you for your generosity in giving us a place to live again.” Mu Mu looked solemn and knocked his chest.

Seeing this, the other minotaurs also stopped their movements and saluted Li Ziyu.

Li Ziyu nodded kindly, and then said to Mu Mu: “We undead prefer to be active at night, we will leave in a while, don’t panic, don’t jump down from the fortress, it’s relatively high here, jumping down will hurt.”

“Yes, we understand.” Mu Mu hurriedly replied.

Time at night is precious, Li Ziyu does not plan to waste it, rescue the Tabu tribe, it has already consumed a lot of time, he still has to rush back to the swamp cemetery, continue to dig bones, he is afraid that after the next mobile fortress starts, it will scare these aborigines, so he specially reminds him.

After talking to Mu Mu, Li Ziyu would go to the main building and give the order to return to the swamp cemetery.

After the fortress trembled slightly, the minotaur noticed that the surrounding scenery began to move.

They had seen the fortress move before, and now they were in it, and it felt even more magical, it turned out that it was such a feeling on the fortress, so fresh.

Li Ziyu is concerned with the bones in the cemetery, encounters beasts along the road, can quickly solve it, send the undead to solve it, encounter the kind of that cannot be solved quickly, simply ignore it, leave directly, but also got a few beasts, talk is better than nothing, no matter how small the mosquito legs are meat, can catch a little.

The return was smooth, looked at the system time, there were still two hours before Tianming, Li Ziyu asked the undead to start work immediately.

The hard-working undead immediately left the fortress, entered the large pit dug before, and struggled to dig it. Listening to the jingling,

crackling sound below, the bullhead people curiously came to the edge of the platform, looking through the moonlight, where the sound came from, it was a huge pit, good guy, just for a while, there was already dust.

“What are the undead doing?” If you don’t understand, you ask, Tasturing stared at the big pit and asked Liu Xingxing next to him.

“Digging for treasure.” Liu Xingxing said of course.

“There’s treasure here?” Tasturing’s curiosity was aroused again, and he asked with interest.

“yes, there’s a lot of bones here.” Liu Xingxing explained.

Tasturing stopped talking, for the undead, bones are the same as coins, they can indeed be regarded as treasures, but this “treasure” means little to others.

“Need our help?” Tasturing thought for a moment and spoke again.

“I think you can rest first, and when you are ready, go and talk to my boss.” Liu Xingxing glanced at the minotaurs, they were almost all wounded and were treating their wounds.

“Well, that’s fine.” Tusturing looked at the clansmen and felt that they really needed to rest.

The happy time is always short, two hours are fleeting, the first rays of the sun pierce the heavenly dome, and the undead return to the fortress.