Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

"Get out of here, you lowly trash, you stinky rats in the gutter!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Before Elena could return to the house, as soon as she walked to the door, she heard a burst of noise and curses not far away. Soldiers wearing armor and holding long guns rushed over, beating those poor people who had no time to escape. aside.

Following the soldier was a man in his thirties wearing a gorgeous robe and a mustache, with a look of contempt and disdain on his face, loudly cursing the poor people around him.

Looking further back, there are more well-equipped noble private soldiers with bright helmets and one-handed swords on their waists, guarding the noble master on horseback.

The aristocratic grandfather was in his thirties and had blond hair. He was frowning and covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. It seemed that the air in the street made him feel uncomfortable.

"It's Lord Torento!"

A neighbor screamed in surprise when he recognized the noble man riding on the horse. When the people around him heard this, they quickly knelt down and bowed their heads, not daring to look.

Elena looked around, then knelt down helplessly, but her eyes glanced at her house from time to time, thinking to herself that if there was such a noise outside, it wouldn't wake him up.

The soldiers separated the crowd, leaving the corpses of Darth Vader and Byron Vampire exposed to the mustachioed butler.

When he saw the Byron vampire corpse, his eyes suddenly lit up. He ran two steps to the corpse, bent down and looked at it carefully, then ran back to Master Torento's horse and said with a flattering face. , "Sir, here we are, the corpses of the monsters those untouchables mentioned are right in front."

Torento put down his handkerchief, looked forward, and then dismounted with the help of the mustachioed butler.

The mustachioed butler nodded and led the way, "Sir, be careful here."

When he came to the corpse of Byron Vampire, Toronto did not look at the body. Instead, he first looked at the silent and motionless Black Warrior outside the broken window. He frowned, and then looked at Byron Vampire. corpse.

"Hmm...it's really the corpse of a vampire monster."

After confirming the body, Torento was a little surprised.

To the poor, Byronic vampires are mysterious and terrifying, and they can only know what the monster looks like through other people's descriptions.

The nobles are different. They still know what a Byron vampire looks like. After all, the painter will draw the appearance of a Byron vampire based on other people's descriptions, and the painting technique is quite superb. It can be said that every detail is accurate. Now, it’s not even much worse than the photo.

In addition, humans did kill Byron vampires, and although they paid a high price, they also obtained corpses.

"Soldiers, did you kill this monster and protect the lives of the people?" Torento looked up at the Black Warrior and asked loudly.

He was giving the Black Warrior a name and telling him his good intentions.

However, he was flirting with a blind man. The black warriors didn't care about his reputation, they didn't bother to pay attention to him. Even if Li Ziyu hadn't ordered them to guard the outside, they would have slashed over with one sword and killed this guy. The novice human who approached casually without knowing why was beheaded on the spot.

The Black Warrior's unresponsive behavior made the scene awkward. A look of displeasure flashed on Torento's face, but he soon showed a kind smile.

As a noble, he looked down on these warriors who relied on their muscles to earn a living, but they, the nobles, still relied on these muscular warriors to work for their lives, so they could only act like kind, courteous corporals.

In particular, Torento discovered that the armor and weapons of these warriors were actually better than the weapons and equipment of his own private soldiers.

The armor completely covers the Black Warrior. Although you can't see what the person inside looks like, the size and height are there. This cannot be faked and cannot be compared with private soldiers.

This kind of majestic warrior seems to have a sense of security, which is what every noble wants to have.

Torento is from a noble family. He naturally understands how much money it costs to raise such a powerful warrior. As for whether they are stragglers or hired warriors, there is no need to think about it. No hired warrior can be willing to use such a good warrior. Armor weapons.

Besides, there wasn't just one warrior in front of him, but four warriors dressed the same way.

He immediately realized that there was a noble around here, and it was not an ordinary noble. He must be a powerful noble, even nobler than him.

What Torento couldn't figure out was why a noble would come to the slums and kill vampire monsters at night. Was it for excitement?

It's not like there's no precedent for this kind of thing.

"I don't know which adult has arrived? I am the local shepherd Toronto, can you come out and see me?" Seeing that the Black Warrior did not respond, Toronto shouted again, this time he shouted towards the inside of the house.

After waiting for a while, there was still no response. Now Torento was really unhappy.

Even if you have a high status and are protected by powerful warriors, it's a bit bad to despise people like this. Everyone is a noble, so why don't you give me some face?

He turned to look at the mustachioed butler beside him. The butler immediately understood and asked loudly, "Whose house is this?"

The surrounding neighbors all looked at Elena, who was kneeling at the door with her head lowered.

The mustachioed butler immediately walked over, stood in front of Elena and asked, "Raise your head and speak, does this house belong to you?"

Elena raised her head in fear, looked at the big shot she had never been able to contact, and replied with a trembling voice, "Yes, this is my house, sir."

"Ahem." The mustachioed butler coughed lightly, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Let me ask you, whose bodyguard are these warriors outside?"

"Well, it's an adult I rescued yesterday, named Li Ziyu." Elena answered honestly.

"Li Ziyu?" The mustachioed butler thought for a while, but couldn't find the owner of this strange name in his memory, so he had to run back to Mr. Torento and report what he had just found out.

Torento frowned, he had never heard of this name either.

Torento knew all the nobles around him. After all, there were only so many noble families. Even if he didn't know everyone, he knew the main characters, but the name Li Ziyu was too unfamiliar, and it was so weird.

Could it be that he came from somewhere else?

I haven't heard of any nobles passing through their place.

Torento is the local shepherd guard, who is equivalent to a person who specializes in public security. He has great power. He can know about any troubles around him at the first time. If there is any big shot passing by, he will naturally know about it, and the other party will also know about it. Come say hello.

There is a large wilderness between the cities. There are many beasts and monsters in it, as well as blood-sucking monsters. It is inconvenient to travel. The habit of nobles when traveling is to see Mu Shou when they arrive in the city. City Lord, please report. By the way. Meet people and expand your circle.

But Torento is sure that this person named Li Ziyu has never reported anything.

Click, click, crunch——

The wooden door behind Elena was pushed open, and a black warrior walked out with a long sword. His tall figure cast a shadow on Elena, covering her.

While their souls were shaking, Elena and the others heard a majestic and low voice asking, "Who is making a noise? What happened? It disturbed my Lord's rest. Elena, my Lord asks you, when will you eat?"

It's not a normal voice, but it's through soul resonance. It's not a language, but you can understand what he means.

Elena's face turned pale. Although the Black Warrior saved her life last night, she still felt that these heavy armored warriors with scary patterns such as skulls were intimidating. She quickly whispered, "A noble master is here. I We haven’t cooked yet, we need to wait.”

Hearing the voice below, the Black Warrior lowered his head and saw Elena kneeling on the ground, "Whoever delayed my Lord from eating, I will kill him!"

Emmmm......

So cruel?

Don't you want to ask a few more questions?

He's going to kill someone as soon as he opens his mouth. It's so cruel.

The neighbors, soldiers and noble Lord Torento were all silent.

They did not doubt the words of the heavily armored warrior. Through soul resonance, they could clearly feel that the other party was serious.

Looking at the cold sword in his hand, Torento swallowed, turned to look at his private soldiers and the soldiers who were following him, and weighed the strength of the enemy and ourselves. He felt that although his side had the advantage in numbers, But it may not be able to stop the other party from killing you.

The two black heavy-armored warriors guarding the broken window raised their heads, and there seemed to be fire flashing in their eyes, staring at them scorchingly.

No, it doesn’t look like it, but there are flashes of fire!

The blue flames danced in the helmet.

"what……"

Torento was startled, took two steps back, bumped into a private soldier, and barely missed falling.

His exclamation attracted the attention of the black warrior at the door. He turned his head and looked at Torento, the soul fire in his eyes beating.

The Black Warrior turned around and walked towards Torento. Torento felt his heart palpitation inexplicably, and fear emerged in his heart. He subconsciously grabbed a pendant on his chest and raised it in front of him, aiming it at the Black Warrior.

The pendant is neither gold nor wood. I don’t know what material it is made of. It looks like a skull mask. It is terrifying. There is a small blue gem inlaid on the forehead of the skull, as if it has a third eye. .

Judging from the wear and tear of the pendant, this pendant is not newly made recently, but has a long history.

When the pendant faced the approaching Black Warrior, something strange happened. When Toronto raised the pendant, energy surged out of the gems inlaid in the pendant, and a rune flashed on the skull mask. Then two small flames burst out from the originally empty eye sockets, burning out of thin air.

The Black Warrior stopped and looked at the pendant in surprise. He was too familiar with the energy on it. It was the breath of soul energy, and it was the soul energy of the undead.

The runes and energy convey a simple message that only the undead can understand - the holder is a dependent.

This is actually an undead tribe token, used to prove the identity of the holder!

The Black Warrior raised his hand, held the pendant in his palm, and asked Torento, "How did you obtain this pendant?"

Thinking that the Black Warrior would take action, Torento, who closed his eyes and shivered when he heard the question, opened his eyes a little and replied in a low voice, "This is from the temple, passed down from generation to generation in our family. "

temple?

Ancestry?

The Black Warrior stretched out his finger and touched Torento's forehead, releasing an extremely subtle amount of soul energy.

Blue light emerged from Torento's forehead, forming a rune that was very similar to the rune that flashed on the skull mask pendant just now.

The ancient undead rune means "affiliated".

This picky man is actually a dependent race of the undead.

The black warrior became more and more surprised.

He was created by the system. Although he knew many things about the undead, his history of the undead was vague and confusing. He instinctively felt that the skeleton undead were all under Li Ziyu's command.

Could it be that when did the master take over the family?

The Black Warrior retracted his hand and said to Torento, "You stand here and don't move. I will come back as soon as I go."

Torento didn't dare to object. He nodded in agreement. The Black Warrior turned to look at his companions, communicated with them, asked them to watch, and returned to the house.

At this time, Li Ziyu had already woken up, his face was not good-looking, and he was a little angry. Last night, he summoned eight black warriors. He went to bed late, and just when he was sleeping soundly, there was a loud noise outside, waking him up. .

Seeing the Black Warrior coming back, Li Ziyu asked, "What's going on outside? Where's Elena? When will we have dinner?"

"My lord, a family member is making noise outside and has disturbed you. Do you need me to kill him?"

This time it was Li Ziyu's turn to be surprised and asked in confusion, "Family? What kind of family? Are they orcs?"

From the wasteland to the grassland, Li Ziyu has many dependent races, but they are basically orcs.

Then he came to his senses and said excitedly, "Did you discover the castle?"

The Black Warrior shook his head and said simply, "I didn't see the castle. There was a human dependent outside."

Human dependents?

Li Ziyu blinked, his face full of confusion.

He couldn't remember when he had received human dependents, or in other words, he had not encountered real human aboriginal forces, so naturally there was no such thing as human dependents. Where did this human dependent come from?

"Are you sure that's a dependent?"

"I've confirmed it. There are blood runes on his body to prove it."

"Are they my dependents?"

"The dependents of the undead tribe."

"When did I take in human dependents...wait, did you just say they were dependents of the undead?"

"Yes."

Li Ziyu was silent.

"My dependents" and "Dependents of the undead tribe" are very big articles. "My dependents" means the dependents collected by Li Ziyu himself, while "the dependents of the undead tribe" may be collected by other undead travellers. dependents, such as Li Wendi (Cinnabar Pigeon Blood) who owns the Castle of Dead Souls.

There is another possibility, that they are the relatives of the real undead from another world!

Another world is not a game, it has its own history. When Li Ziyu can do it now, the undead aborigines can do it too, or even do it better.

The other party is definitely not a dependent collected by me. It is a dependent collected by other undead travellers, or a dependent collected by the undead tribe. It is worth thinking about.

If you are a dependent of a time traveler, you will be in danger. The so-called hatred between peers is pure and simple. Only when both parties have the ability to overturn the table can there be peace.

He has even lost his moving castle now. If he really encounters a time traveler, he will definitely not mind killing him.

If they are the dependents of the undead aborigines, the risk factor will be reduced a lot, and they may even get help.

Li Ziyu quickly asked the black warrior what the other party said, and the black warrior told him everything. When he heard that the other party said it was ancestral, he was relieved.

They are the dependents accepted by the undead aborigines!

Then he had a thought in his mind. He didn't expect that he would be thrown into a world with undead. Isn't this a coincidence? He just happened to see what the undead aborigines were like.

"Let him come in and see me." Li Ziyu ordered the Black Warrior.

To be fair, not to mention that he now has a broken bone and needs to recover, but as the Lord of the Undead, he controls tens of thousands of skeletons and undead, so he cannot condescend to meet a dependent noble.