Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Not only can these undead spirits communicate, they actually have names. Li Ziyu, what a strange name.

Mou Mou felt strange in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. Instead, he smiled and shook hands with the undead skeleton in front of him.

Tauren are a real race. If they regard you as a friend, they will not change. They will treat you sincerely and belong to the ranks of honest people. There is no need to suspect them of fraud or deception.

Which of the known aborigines are honest and can live with each other, and which ones are cunning and difficult to get along with. The chat channel has been sorted out by a master. The tauren belong to the former category and are the first echelon worth making friends with. It is good luck to gain the friendship of a tauren.

In the words of the great god, the tauren are naive, highly loyal, and somewhat stubborn in character, but they can be dealt with when things come true.

The small tauren tribe formed a friendship with the then weak undead lord.

The people in Mou Mou behind were dumbfounded. They felt that their family leader had gone crazy and actually made friends with the undead. Those were undead, representing death and fear. Making friends with them would not gain impatience. Yet.

Mou Mou had his own plan. He turned to look at his tribe, shook his head slightly, and signaled them to be silent. Then he turned back and extended his hand in the direction of the tribe, "Welcome new friends, please invite the undead lord to come to my tribe as a guest. "

His move was crazy and bold. The tribe is their root. Even if they trade in normal times, they will not let caravans enter the tribe, and will not let outsiders know the situation in the tribe. In order to avoid crisis, Mou Mou invited the undead to enter. To the tribe, this is his sincerity.

The skeletal undead in front of him was stunned, his soul fire beating, and he seemed to be thinking. Then his neck bones made a clicking sound, and he turned towards the direction of the moving castle. Mou Mou was confused and looked over.

I saw a figure appearing on the tall building, and all the undead showed respectful expressions at the moment the figure appeared (don't ask how, Mou Mou felt this way anyway), originally The undead blocking the fortress retreated one after another, making way for a path. The figure came out of the building and slowly moved forward along the path the undead made.

Mou Mou looked at that figure, his eyes gradually widened. He was confused just now. He just shouted casually, and an undead stopped to communicate with him. The undead looked no different from other undead around him, and there was no difference between them. The stronger aura is that of the Undead Lord.

When did my luck get so good?

But now he understands that the one who has been communicating with him is not the undead lord, but the lord's spokesperson. The one who is walking towards him is the real lord...a human?

It seems even more outrageous.

The undead are not as ferocious as in the legend and can communicate normally, but their lord is a human being who is very chaotic.

Since traveling to another world, Li Ziyu has almost never left the Moving Castle, and the same is true for most of the other lords. For these travelers, the world outside the Moving Castle is strange and dangerous, and can really give them a chance to have fun. The only place where they feel safe is the moving castle. For the sake of their lives, they will not appear outside easily.

For the sake of the Minotaur's friendship, Li Ziyu left the fortress. He felt that he should meet the other party in person. Friends should be sincere. If he even hides his true face, why should the other party believe in him?

He walked forward along the path made by the undead skeletons. Wherever he passed, the undead skeletons all bent slightly and bowed to him.

Under the moonlight, on the wasteland, surrounded by skeletons and undead, Li Ziyu walked unimpeded to the tauren leader Mou Mou and looked up at him.

Um... I can't do it without raising my head. His height has not yet reached someone's chest. The average height of a tauren is close to three meters. He is a serious giant. Li Ziyu is less than 1.8 meters tall, and he is not tall enough in front of others. I can only look up.

Mou Mou looked down at the human who walked in front of him, surprise flashed in his eyes, "Are you the real undead lord? A human?"

Li Ziyu nodded, looking up at the tauren with a smile on his face, "Yes, it's true."

The tauren is pretty good. These muscles look powerful. The bulging biceps make the arms look thicker than a normal person's waist. Even without weapons, he can fight the enemy with just the pair of horns on his head. Once you fight, you are a born warrior.

As he got closer, Li Ziyu could see it more clearly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

When I was playing games in the past, I often saw characters like the Minotaur, but that was a game after all. Now, when I see them alive, it feels different and more oppressive, just like the professional ones you see in the gym. People who train their muscles have really domineering physiques.

I've seen the lizard people, I've seen the tauren too, can the other orcs be far away... Wait, something seems wrong.

Well, lizard people look like lizards. Although tauren are mostly like humans, their heads are bull's heads with horns and their feet are cow hooves. What about fox people and snake people? Fox people have fox heads, and snake people Has a snake head?

Li Ziyu suddenly felt that his dream seemed to be shattered. Think about it, he has a sinister figure with a curved front and back, but he has a fox head. Think about the enchanting figure, the charming and charming snake man opens his mouth to reveal the poison. Its fangs spit out snake letters.

Huh~~~ He shuddered.

Mou Mou looked at Li Ziyu, who was looking at him silently, with something strange in his eyes. The undead lord's expression changed too quickly, and...did he shiver just now? Could it be that the night in the wasteland was too cold? No feeling.

What is the situation?

I couldn't help but worry in my heart. Although I knew that the undead were all sane and able to communicate just now, who knew whether the undead would be half-tempered and whether it would be rash to make friends with them?

Mou Mou clenched his fists and asked worriedly: "Lord of the Undead?"

"Ah? Ah! I just thought of something, don't worry." Li Ziyu clearly saw the tangled and nervous look on the tauren's face, and explained with a smile.

Mou Mou felt slightly relieved and nodded, "Then, go to my tribe?"

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders." Li Ziyu responded.

Mou Mou turned around and walked towards his tribe. Li Ziyu followed behind him. The undead also moved their steps and followed them with cheers.

"Let's go back to the tribe." Mou Mou came to the tribe and said.

"Clan leader, are you really bringing the undead to the tribe?" A tauren glanced at Li Ziyu, then approached Mou Mou and asked in a low voice.

"Otherwise, they are our friends now." Mou Mou emphasized the word friend very hard. Tauren are very stubborn, but if they recognize their friends, they will not betray them. This is their character.

"But... they are undead." The tauren was still worried.

"At least it's not a demonized creature." Mou Mou sighed helplessly.

If he was asked to choose between the demonized creatures and the following undead, he would definitely choose these undead. After all, the undead helped them, and they were not as mindless killing as the legend said, and were better than the demonized creatures.

The clan leader said this, and the other tauren stopped saying anything and silently followed the clan leader, leading the undead to their tribe.