Chapter 2241: : Not so good news

As long as it wasn't for the king-level power to take the shot himself, there would never be anything wrong with Donghuang.
So there is no need to say any extra words, as long as they are well informed.
It's all about being familiar with the road, and it's nothing to be sad.
It's not that I'm not coming back, so why bother.
So Qi Le returned to his bedroom after eating supper with Yue Xi'er and Yue Shuangxue.
Then opened the barrier gate.
"It's the third time. I don't know if this time, I will appear in a world where I believe in a god."
Qi Le didn't hesitate, just sighed, and walked into the barrier gate.
...
Somewhere outside of the Warcraft Forest.
Here, there is a small manor with a two-story log cabin.
The small wooden house is in the style of a stilted building, with a courtyard in the front and a vegetable garden in the back, which seems to have a sense of a hidden residence.
However, it should have been an elegant scene, but it was destroyed by the skeleton soldiers surrounding the manor.
Wearing ragged armor and holding a knife in their hands, they are bound to be infected with the old weapons of tetanus. The skeleton soldiers burning under fire in their eye sockets make this place look particularly horrible.
In the courtyard of the manor, a middle-aged man holding a long sword half kneeled on the ground.
The long sword was inserted on the ground, supporting the body of the middle-aged man, but he couldn't stop the blood flowing out of his chest.
What's more terrifying is that the blood flowing from the middle-aged man turned out to be shocking black.
Obviously it is a color that only appears when it is poisoned.
"Snapped--!"
Opposite the middle-aged man, a man wearing a robe and his face completely hidden by the shadow of his hood kicked away and fell to the middle-aged man's feet, the mask that was split in half.
"The legendary Dragon Slayer Sword Saint would actually live in seclusion in such a place, but I didn't expect it."
The man in the robe said gloomily.
However, in the tone, there was no unexpected emotion, as if it was directed at this middle-aged man.
"Damn Palace of the Undead, you are as despicable as ever! Shameless!"
"What kind of hero is poisoning?"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and made a low voice from his throat.
He is highly poisonous, no matter how strong he was in the past, he is just a lamb to be slaughtered at this moment.
However, even if death was approaching, the middle-aged man did not choose to surrender.
"It's just a winner."
"Dragon Slayer Sword Saint, we have always acted like this in the Palace of the Dead, why should we compare us with you who are upright and upright."
The man in the robe smiled nonchalantly, and a trace of killing intent appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man.
Although the middle-aged man in front of him has been completely corroded by the death toxin unique to the Palace of the Dead, covering his entire body, there is no possibility of living anymore.
However, nothing is absolute, it is better to deal with it on the spot.
So as the man in the robe thought, the skeleton soldiers surrounding him immediately walked up.
Don't look at the sluggishness of the skeleton soldiers' movements, and their combat effectiveness is not strong.
But when it comes to fighting, the infinite number alone is enough to cause headaches.
"kill!"
The man in the robe gestured on his neck with his fingers.
As a result, there will be no surprises. Faced with so many skeleton soldiers, the middle-aged man has no hope at all.
Such things as anti-killing generally only exist in imagination.
What combat power is left for people who are poisoned and dying?
"We dealt with another one, these heretics who resisted the Palace of the Dead, deserve to die."
The man in the robe snorted coldly and was about to leave here.
But at this moment, anomalies suddenly occurred.
"what--!"
"You two pen system, can't you just put me on the ground!? Must appear in the sky?!"
Along with a roar of anger, a figure fell from the sky and hit the ground fiercely.
The location is just outside this manor.
"Boom--!"
The man in the robe was so shocked that he was stunned and didn't recover for a long while.
"What's the situation? Why did someone suddenly fall from the sky? Is he dead?"
"Cough cough cough..."
A choking cough came out of the smoke.
The figure that fell from the sky is naturally Qi Le who came to this world through the barrier gate.
Opening the exit of the barrier gate to the sky is a systematic traditional performance, which has long been expected by Qi Le.
It's just that you should scold.
"Alive?"
A stunned light flashed in the eyes of the man in the robe.
Falling down from such a high place, he was not dead yet, how terrible is this guy's physical strength!
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Thinking of this, the man in the robe suddenly became alert.
The surrounding skeleton soldiers also gathered around, raised their weapons, and only waited for an order.
"Cough cough cough... I still want to ask you, who are you?"
As Qi Le spoke, he fanned in front of him with his hands, trying to fan the smoke in front of him.
Although with Qi Le's current physical strength, even if it fell from the sky, nothing would happen.
But who would want to play this way?
"Who am I?"
The man in the robe frowned and said coldly, "You don't even know the Palace of the Dead?"
"Why do I need to know the Palace of the Dead? When I hear the name, I don't think it is a good thing."
Qi Le replied with some confusion.
Could it be that the biggest power in this world is the Palace of the Dead?
Which does this world believe in, the of the undead?
To be honest, after seeing the skeleton soldiers around, Qi Le thought of a rank-Necromancer.
If this rank had to be counted, it could actually be classified as magician, and then subdivided into summoners.
However, because of the evil attributes of the Necromancer, the wizard and the summoner are reluctant to recognize the identity of the Necromancer, instead they separate the Necromancer into one category.
This is very interesting.
That's why Qi Le feels a little confused now.
System: "Host, this system has a bad news for you."
"Bad news when I come?"
Qi Le frowned, always feeling that today may not be a lucky day.
But it's all here, what can I do?
Utterly...
"Say it, I'll listen."
Qi Le can only choose to endure silently.
System: "There is more than one power of belief in this world. This system suspects that it may be a conflict between the gods who collect the power of belief, which caused this situation."
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