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Chapter 317 *Memories

The dry skin was like a vague layer of window paper in the flames, unable to cover up the inner fiery red bones, and looked like a skeleton held by translucent materials. Combined with the incomplete thick armor on his body, Craig felt like a tragic hero that had been beautified on the stage, neutralizing the gloomy and horror that belonged to most of the undead.

"Chenchen, will it be wrong for him like this?" Verona, who had felt the power of the real seventh-level flame, was a little worried that the dark-stationed opponent would not be able to withstand this continuous burn.

But just as Lu Chen finished saying "It's okay", the other party's defensive armor was burned off the chain belt and left his body; and Craig, who had human consciousness, immediately put away his strength and quickly grabbed the belt that linked the lower body armor with both hands.

Suddenly, this withered area fell into a silence of death, and then a "ghostly" smile came from...

When Lu Chen took out a set of formal armor with sweat on his forehead, Craig took it without hesitation and replaced it behind the withered tree, everyone laughed out loud and disgraced, even Heather no longer looked like a goddess; but in this way, the original atmosphere was eased. When Craig replaced with brand new armor and came out from behind the tree, everyone's attitude was no longer the same as before.

Craig seemed very embarrassed in front of a group of beauties, but he was not a young boy who had just started a cottage. He would not have found a hole to hide because of this. He took a deep breath of useless air and walked to Lu Chen, holding the ground with his right sword in his right hand, and half-kneeled on the ground with his head held high and his chest raised his head and chest: "I, Craig, swear with his soul, and from now on, Lord Lucien will be the main one, regardless of life or death, until his soul dissipates into the world."

Unexpectedly, such a scene would happen, Lu Chen was stunned. He was also loyal to others, and he didn't know what kind of response to it. Fortunately, he was not alone, and the three girls knew that he had no common sense, so they immediately told him about human etiquette. As for how to choose, it was only him who decided on it himself.

"Uh Craig, right? Get up first. As long as you are not afraid that I will sell you and don't care that I will let you burn, kill, loot, just follow me." He carefully used the words. Lu Chen deliberately did not do what his wives taught him.

Although he values ​​the other party's strength very much, and now it is the time to need that strength, but without the habit of a noble in this world, Lu Chen is unwilling to accept unilateral efforts just like this. Moreover, in his opinion, whether it is emotional or material, only when the efforts and rewards are balanced can the two parties establish an unbreakable connection, and oaths are empty words.

The girls showed sighs and dissatisfaction. Craig, who had human nature, aroused their sympathy. If he was not a dead soul hated and afraid of by the world, he would want to drag Lu Chen, his lover into the woods, and simply rejecting the party would be better than saying that.

However, after listening to it, Craig himself replied with joy: "Yes. Master." Because of the bastard like Lu Chen, he felt a different kind of sincerity. That would not be what a person who can play with power and treats his subordinates as chess pieces would say.

He took a seventh-level undead unexpectedly and looked at Heather a little worriedly. Seeing her nodding with a smile, he asked about Craig and the others with confidence.

Things go back to when Lu Chen and Red Thorn Flower returned from completing the academy mission together. Malcolm, who was not brave, accepted the investigation into the strength of the Necromancer. Since he could not have any relevant information, he could not even find the shadow of the Necromancer. He could only escape back to Papua City with his tail and ask his father for help.

When he returned home that time, Malcolm did not see his father in the city lord's mansion. He was anxious and asked the guards. He also learned that his father had not left the mansion, so he recklessly broke into the secret room of the city lord's mansion, but he encountered more than a dozen zombies that scared him.

Fortunately, Craig and eight other guards had not left him yet. After an experienced fight, they solved the undead in the secret room, but unfortunately also came to them at that moment. Lord Litt should have heard the movement and came out of the open wall in the secret room.

When he saw everyone, Litt did not show too much emotion. He just waved his hand and interrupted what his son wanted to say, and signaled that all nine people would follow him and enter the secret room in the secret room.

No matter how he couldn't stand Malcolm, the city lord was still very nice to them. The eight of them were very loyal to him and followed without any hesitation. However, when they entered the innermost part and the door on the wall closed automatically, drowsy gas spewed out around them. The last thing they saw was that a man in black robe handed Lit a bottle of things and asked his son to take it.

When he woke up, Craig saw himself and five companions tied to the wall. On the three stone platforms in the middle, two companions were gasping weakly, their chests were opened by some terrifying tools. The man in the black robe was conducting some cruel experiment with the body of another stone, and from the gloomy laughter he made, he could guess that he had succeeded.

Not long after that, it was all their turn, and there were pain and wailing sounds left in their ears and minds. The memories that followed were blurred, but they did the same movements every day, and their chests were constantly opened and closed, and they could often see their shriveled heart that no longer beat.

Then, on one day, they were taken away from Papua City by the man in black robes, and went to a small village with a stranger. They quickly established four undead legions, and marched here day and night to the Trial Forest.

"Not long after I arrived here, I accidentally encountered an army. The Necromance Mage did not hold back at all. Even the other strong men killed them directly and quickly captured the two closest military camps. After Malcolm and his father each led a legion to capture the other two camps. Although they were still one step late, they accidentally discovered that a nearby military camp was occupied by a few cadets, so he came up with the idea of ​​training skeleton soldiers. I was also lucky to be assigned to Malcolm as his deputy and guard; and Malcolm did not trust me and always thought I was sent by the Necromance Mage to monitor him, so I was responsible for transporting advanced skeleton soldiers." Craig recalled his experience hard, and said it without reservation no matter how painful it was for him.

Although there were many confusing things, everyone who listened carefully did not ask any more questions. No one wanted to deepen his pain. They even used the weather as an excuse to build a bonfire early and cook a meal.

After the three wives robbed their jobs, Lu Chen felt so idle that he could only accompany Craig to talk about some good things about the undead, and adapted the story of "The Frozen Throne" into the undead to save the world to comfort him; but as he was talking, for some reason, he was involved in strength and even fantasticly asked him to try whether the armor he was wearing now could burn out.

Considering the problem of making a fool of himself in the future, Craig agreed readily with human nature, and regardless of why he, a dead soul, was afraid of not wearing pants, he was obedient and ignited himself again.
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