Chapter 352: Sandro the Necromancer

The two watched the sunset quietly. The afterglow of the sunset was not as hot and gentle as the noonday sun, which filled the heart with a warm warmth.
Xiao Ling stood on the lookout, looked into the distance, turned his head, looked at his father and asked, "Can I know why I met you here?"
Xiao Ling had some grievances and some doubts. He was still in school. One day he suddenly got the news that he was about to move. He never saw his father again. Under the of the person arranged by his father, he was sent to the empty space The plane, embarked on a journey, and was arranged into the game, so Xiao Ling began a long game journey, and until today, he did not see his father.
Xiao Ling's father tells his story. It turned out that the company of the world developed the game of Enzers Continental, and some employees of the company were arranged into the game and became the game, maintaining order in the game, and Xiao Ling’s father, as one of the major shareholders of the company, then Became the king of Brakada in the warlock kingdom, Arland.
"My job is to maintain the order and balance of the entire Bracada. Under the setting of the master brain, do some maintenance work." Xiao Ling's father replied, looking at Xiao Ling with a smile, "Child, I like this Job. As for your opinion that you are placed in the game, it is my opinion, and your mother agrees. Although it is only a game, it is also an experience of life. It seems that you have achieved good results and you are proud of us."
Xiao Ling’s father glanced at the Golden Feather Griffon not far from Xiao Ling. On the mainland of Enzes, there are probably one or two players who can ride the Golden Feather Griffin. And Xiao Ling is also a heroic professional player, with so many powerful pets. Xiao Ling's experience may not be complete in a few words.
Thinking of his previous experience, Xiao Ling was very emotional, indeed. I didn't know anything about this game at first, but based on some previous knowledge of the game, I played this completely different game. Now, Xiao Ling has become one of the top players in the mainland of Enzes. Listen to my mother. When his father was young, he was also a professional player, and he was the best. Xiao Ling doubted her mother's words, but after entering the game, Xiao Ling gradually discovered. The talent for playing games by myself seems to be innate, coupled with the rigorous training he had experienced as a child, his physical fitness is very good, which made Xiao Ling feel at home when playing games, and achieved such achievements. It turned out that excellence is also a heredity.
Xiao Ling is very curious about his father's land work. As a country's leader, Brahada's King Arand, I am afraid it is not as simple as playing games to maintain order and balance in a large country. The work done must be very fortunate.
"Actually, I’m doing nothing, I’m afraid it’s no different from a computer programmer. The main brain will send its calculation data to me, and I will calculate whether the game is running normally according to these calculation data, and what errors have occurred. To solve the problem and correct the error." Xiao Ling's father said with a smile.
Although his father said it easily, Xiao Ling knew that this work must be very tedious. But there is no game to have fun.
"Every work I do. It is within the framework set by the master brain and cannot be exceeded. Nor can it reveal any top-secret information related to the game. Every big action must also be restricted by the master brain, because I have The power is too strong and can easily change the entire continent." Xiao Ling's father said that even though he is a shareholder of the world's company, he can't do things beyond his authority, which will destroy the balance of the game.
Xiao Ling knew from an early age that his father was one of the shareholders of the world’s companies and had countless wealth, but his father did not relax his education on Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling received strict military training since childhood, and Xiao Ling’s own physical fitness I am afraid that some specially trained special soldiers may not be his opponents, and some of Xiao Ling’s qualities are the legacy of his father.
"Everything must be obtained by your own efforts." This is a sentence that my father often said when he was a child.
Xiao Ling and his father chatted a lot.
"My mother, how is she now?" Xiao Ling asked.
"She's fine. She is now in the Sien town of Bracada and is doing one thing. This is also her job." Father said with a smile.
"Well." Xiao Ling nodded. Although missing her mother, Xiao Ling knew that she shouldn't bother her work now.
Xiao Ling remembers that his father said that he can meet all his requirements. Although his father is King Alander, he can give himself everything within the rules of the main brain. Xiao Ling doesn’t want it. Then make some achievements to show his father. After entering the game, Xiao Ling feels that he has grown a lot. Perhaps this is the purpose of his father to let himself enter the game.
The dragons flew again, hovering over Eddings, and a man in a black robe riding a bone dragon flew over from a distance.
"Lord Necromancer, you have entered the airspace of Edins, the free kingdom of Bracada." A majestic voice rang in the sky, and one of the dragons spoke.
Xiao Ling remembered that this dragon was the one summoned by King Aland.
"Are you going to work again?" Xiao Ling looked at his father and asked.
He smiled apologetically and said: "The main brain's prompt, I still have ten minutes of free time, and I can chat with you again."
Xiao Ling shook his head and said, "No need, I understand your job. I'm here to send the letter. This is the letter from the Eldersia Presbyterian Church."
Wang Aland is his role and his job. In the game, he is still the Wang Aland. Xiao Ling does not want to affect his work.
Xiao Ling handed him the letter.
He took the letter from Xiao Ling.
"I'm leaving now." Xiao Ling said to his father.
There was a glimmer of sadness in his eyes and nodded.
I saw my father again, although the time was so short. Knowing that their loved ones are still well, Xiao Ling was satisfied, stepped on the Golden Feather Griffon, and waved to his father. I patted the back of the Golden Feather Griffon, and the Golden Feather Griffon flew up.
Xiao Ling originally wanted to ask Wang Aland to support Elasia, but after knowing that Wang Aland was his own father, Xiao Ling dispelled the idea that he could not because of this special relationship. Influencing his decision makes him embarrassed, and everything he does is done within the framework set by the game's main brain. If you do something that violates the rules, you will be sanctioned.
The Golden Feather Griffon hovered over Edins, looking at his father's back. Xiao Ling's heart became firmer, and he must make some achievements, because this is his father's expectations.
After riding the golden feather griffin, Xiao Ling finally saw the whole picture of the bone dragon. After flying to high altitude, Xiao Ling found that this bone dragon was several times the size of the ordinary bone dragon. It was astonishingly powerful and much stronger than any bone dragon Xiao Ling had seen before. On the back of the bone dragon stood a necromancer in a black robe.
The necromancer was also too bold, and he broke into Edins’s airspace on his own, did he come to fight against Edins? Or is it provoking his father?
Xiao Ling wondered what would happen next. Riding the golden feather griffin hovering around, due to the order of King Aland. Those magic dragons did not expel Xiao Ling.
The necromancer made a sharp, raspy laugh and looked to the distant lookout.
"Old friends, let's narrate." The Necromancer said, his voice spread far away, and almost the entire Edins could be heard.
Unexpectedly, this necromancer would actually speak to King Aland in such a tone, Xiao Ling had some doubts about the identity of this necromancer, the entire continent of Enzes. Can talk to Wang Aland like this. I'm afraid not much.
"Sir Sandro, I haven't seen you for a long time." Wang Aland slowly rose into the air. It landed on the back of a huge dragon.
Unexpectedly, this necromancer was actually Sandro, the necromancer, that mythical existence. Xiao Ling was shocked, but at the same time, there were some doubts. What did the undead wizard Sandro come to do here? Do Brakada and Diya want to form an alliance? Doesn't it mean that oneself and the madness will become enemies? After careful calculation, the server should not engage in this kind of oolong. If this happens, the server will have a lot of changes, affecting the player's normal game.
Xiao Ling was curious about the content of their subsequent conversations. What would they talk about? I don’t know what Elasia elders will know what kind of thoughts will come when King Arland meets with the undead wizard Sandro. The two god-level figures face each other in the sky.
"The next Anthony was assassinated by me, and my dagger was coated with my special poison. Even if someone can change his life to resurrect him, I am afraid that he will be unable to fight. After three days, I can When I beat Elasia, I am afraid that you will be too late to rescue you at that time." Sandro, the necromancer, looked at King Aland with some pride.
"He was supposed to die, because he was one of the first people to come in contact with that group of people, a traitor from Elasia." Wang Aland said lightly.
The undead wizard Sandro froze for a moment, looked at Wang Arand, and asked, "How much authenticity are there in the people you said, does it really exist?"
"Is it really there? You can know at most one month." Wang Aland replied.
It seems to prove that the two are open and not involved. The conversation between the two is clear and audible.
Xiao Ling also heard their conversation clearly and frowned slightly. Who are the people in their mouths? Is it the third force besides the evil alliance and angel alliance? Why make King Aland and the Necromancer Sandruh so cautious? Who are they, Anthony first contacted, is it the dead Naders? Of course, this is just Xiao Ling's guess, yet to be verified.
"Do you dare to swear in the name of Telshide?" said the undead wizard Sandroar, growling. He did not believe Wang Arand's words, thinking he was a lie made to save Elasia.
"I swear in the name of the true Telhead. Aland never told any lies." Wang Aland said frankly.
"You are much prettier than the cowardly mice of the Elasia Presbyterian Church." Looking at Wang Arand's serious expression, the undead wizard Sandro said.
After hearing this, Xiao Ling almost fell from the Golden Feather Griffon. The undead wizard Sandro actually said that his father was cute, and Xiao Ling's expression was a little weird.
"So, you should let your troops leave Elasia, because a month later. We have a common enemy. They are not here to fight for land, but to destroy the mainland of Enzes." Wang Aland said solemnly. "At that time, I am afraid that each of our countries will face an endless disaster. The reason why I did not let my people get involved in the war between the two alliances is to let my country have more power to protect itself in the disaster. ."
Third-party forces want to destroy Enzes. Should the two alliances also form an alliance? The server wants to open a new piece of information?
The conversation between Wang Aland and the undead wizard Sandro was heard by the entire Edins, that is to say, this matter has been confirmed without doubt.
"Can't just do it. I won't make them feel better. You never understand the hatred between me and my people. They expelled us from Elasia and drove us to the barren land. People starved to death. If it weren’t for finding the dark fountain of death, I’m afraid our people would have disappeared on this continent. Now that we are strong, I must let them pay.
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Xiao Ling understands why Sandro hated Elasia so much, the undead tribe almost wiped out the tribe. This hatred has accumulated over thousands of years. I am afraid it is not clear in a few words, there are Hell and Orc. Including warlocks, when Erasia was strong, it caused a lot of enemies.
"What puzzles me most is, why did you choose to form an alliance with Elasia instead of our Diya?" asked the undead wizard Sandro, puzzled. This is his most puzzled place.
Xiao Ling also has this doubt, in terms of geopolitics. The alliance between Bracada and Erasia is indeed a good choice. But the grievances between the two countries should make Brakada and Elasia impossible to form an alliance, but why did they succeed again? Why did Bracada choose Elasia instead of Dia?
"Do you want to know why? The reason is only two words. Balance." Wang Aland said lightly.
"Balance?" Sandro, the necromancer, bowed his head in contemplation, if he understood.
"There are no absolute friends in the world, only absolute interests, and so is the country." Wang Aland said.
Xiao Ling thought about it and realized that the decision made by Bracada was undoubtedly wise. If Bracada casts to the evil alliance, the barbarians of Evremont Island who made good contact with Bracada, as well as the swamp tribe of Bairdes, will turn to the evil alliance, and the two alliances on the mainland of Enz will form In the one-sided situation, Elasia, Over, and Hammond will be destroyed in the war, and many countries of the Evil Alliance will divide up the territory of these three countries and enslave the people there, but what next? Undead tribes are different from other countries. War will not weaken their strength, but will provide them with more corpses for resurrection. Undead tribes will form a unique situation. At that time, whether the alliance can be maintained is a problem. The powerful undead can use various reasons to launch wars against other countries, and the mainland of Enzes will become the back garden of the undead.
"I can guarantee that after the destruction of Elasia, our undead tribe will never attack our allies, and I can swear to the Underworld." The undead wizard Sandro said, he was sincere when he spoke.
"Even if you promise not to attack other countries, what about hundreds or thousands of years later? Can you guarantee that your children and grandchildren will have no ambitions?" Wang Aland asked.
The undead wizard Sandro fell silent, and he couldn't guarantee it.
The undead wizard Sandro smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect to see you for thousands of years. You are still so wise, so you still don't like what you say."
In the early days of the Erasian Empire, King Aland and the undead wizard Sandro met each other. The two former geniuses and old classmates finally got together.
"Erasia is like a hot potato. Although I have to throw it away at the end, I have to let the rats of the Elasia Presbyterian Church taste the bitter fruits they planted. I must burn them and insert them. The flag at the top of their parliament." Sandru, the necromancer said with a grudge.
"Why are you this. If those people came to the mainland of Enzes, Elasia will bear the brunt, and they will naturally be punished as they should be, and you still go back and think about how to form an alliance to resist them and protect the dark holy spring. Right." Wang Aland said.
Hearing the mention of the dark holy spring by King Arendt, the undead wizard Sandro felt discoloration. The dark holy spring is the lifeblood of the undead clan and is absolutely not allowed to be touched by outsiders. Not down?
"I let out a city gate and let them withdraw from the city of light. I promise not to hurt them alone. I must step on my feet on the flag of the Elasia Presbyterian Conference." Necromancer Sandrew said bitterly.
After hearing the words of Sandreu, the necromancer, Wang Aland suddenly laughed, even Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling didn't expect that this demon of the outside world has changed its color, killing and not blinking the demon, which is so childish and cute, so that Xiao Ling's impression of the undead family is greatly improved. Perhaps the undead wizard Sandro was only trying to breathe a bad breath.
"This, it would be a very difficult thing for Erasia to accept it." Wang Arand has a headache. For thousands of years, Erasia has been the center of the world, thinking that humans are the most noble race. With thousands of years of knighthood tradition, they are afraid that they would rather destroy the city and kill them than to suffer such humiliation.
"Hum, then I'll beat Elasia." Sandro, the necromancer, said viciously.
"Whether you want to beat Erasia is your business. I won't manage it, nor will I send someone to intervene." Wang Aland looked away.
The undead wizard Sandro followed King Aland's eyes and found that many people in Brakada were carrying huge stones to raise and strengthen the walls of Edins. Towers are being built around the outer city of Edins. EbookFREE.me~ This is the unique defensive structure of Eddings. It can cast the light of destruction and is more powerful than war machines such as giant crossbows and catapults during wartime.
The meaning of Wang Arand is obvious. The third party is about to attack. Wang Arand will not put his energy on the battlefield of Erasia, but consolidate the local defense of Bracada to deal with future crises. If Diya and Egypt The war between Lassia caused their strength to be compromised. When a third party attacked, it was dangerous. Wang Aland would not control it.
The undead wizard Sandro was in deep contemplation. The undead wizard Sandro would not know the importance. Although King Aland said nothing, he saved the entire Elasia.
"No matter what happens in the future, I will capture that city." Sandrew, the necromancer, grumbled and rode away from the bone dragon.
The words of the undead wizard Sandro seem to be that the child is losing his temper, Xiao Ling knows that because of the warning of King Arand, the undead wizard Sandro will never fight badly, even if Elasia is hit hard, To the point of ruining the country.
What will happen in a month? Who is that third-party force? Xiao Ling felt a little anticipated and uneasy, but Xiao Ling knew that after a month, the mainland of Enzes would be another scene.