Chapter 1010: Who Are You People Anyway

A clean lich crawled out of the ruins and flew quickly to everyone, carefully wanting to poke Anthony, but didn't dare, stretched out his hand several times and retracted it.

Anthony glanced at him and found that it was just a tough-skinned lich with no threat, so he took the initiative to stretch out his arm.

The lich pressed on it carefully, watched the skin dent and bounce back, and smiled happily: "Alive, really alive, finally saw something alive, hello, hello."

After saying this, he turned to Negris.

Negris didn't let people poke him so casually, and puffed a dragon breath at the lich. This miniature dragon breath had no threat at all, but it expressed Negris's attitude.

The lich didn't get angry either, retracted his arm with a smile. This dragon breath had already proven that Negris was also alive, and that was enough.

"Great, all alive. I've never seen living things in my life. Hello, where do you come from? Come, come, come, sit at my place." The lich said enthusiastically.

Anthony wanted to understand the situation here deeply, so he naturally said: "Just in time to rest for a while. How about it? Is life going well? Are there any difficulties or something?"

An old god-stick, opening his mouth was a taste of inspection.

However, Kabu Twelve ate this set, and Anthony's words made his tone choke: "Bitter, too bitter. What kind of life is there? Sleeping dead in the ground every day. Speaking of difficulties, there are too many. I thought you were a caravan, thinking about whether we could exchange something, otherwise I wouldn't want to get up. It's uncomfortable to be awake."

A low-level lich, what can he do here? He can't do anything. Everything around is empty. He can't fly, and he can't even leave this ruin.

"It's not that we really can't leave. Find a rope, tie it to your waist, tie a big stone to the other end, throw the stone out with force, and you can take us to the next ruin. Jumping like this, section by section, you can reach the Undead City. But what to go to the Undead City for? I don't even have pants." Kabu Twelve spread his hands, troubled.

Anthony patted his shoulder and said: "It's too hard. If we are a caravan, what are you planning to buy?"

"Pants. If there are none, buying some cloth is fine." While speaking, he looked at the robe on Anthony, looking envious.

"Then what do you use to pay?" Anthony asked curiously.

Honestly, it's easy to give him a set of clothes, but Anthony wanted to know what valuable things he could take out in this kind of place.

"Gold, is it okay?" Kabu Twelve ran back to his nest and dug out a small piece of dog-head gold.

Anthony suddenly realized. The plane shattered, so gold shouldn't be lacking, but precious metals need a place where the economy is operating normally to have value. Is this place considered a place where the economy is operating normally?

"It seems the Undead City still retains a certain amount of economic activity. But gold can't be eaten or used. Are there any other things?" Anthony asked.

Kabu Twelve took out some precious metals and gems, magic crystals, and so on. But these things should belong to items without value in this kind of environment. Anthony was studying the economic laws here, so he still shook his head.

Finally, Kabu Twelve had to clench his fists forcefully, a ball of soul energy surged into his palm, and when he opened it, a soul crystal had already condensed in his palm.

Condensing the soul crystal, Kabu Twelve, whose soul was a bit withered, said: "This is my last wealth. If you don't want it, I have nothing else to exchange."

"Soul crystal? That's too much. How long does it take for your soul to condense a soul crystal? Forget it, give me a magic crystal, and I'll give you a set of clothes." Anthony said.

Soul crystal is the condensation of soul energy. Just like the magic crystal added to a magic carriage, a No. 95 magic crystal can run, and a No. 92 magic crystal can also run.

Anthony just wanted to study the economy here, not really coveting his soul crystal.

Kabu Twelve was overjoyed and was about to put it away, but Ang took out two soul crystals and said: "Exchange."

Two for one? Only a fool would disagree. Kabu Twelve hurriedly exchanged, fearing Ang would go back on his word.

This kind of thing, soul crystal, is pure soul energy.

Negris hurriedly leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything special about this soul crystal?"

Ang nodded: "Has impurities, Chaos Origin."

"Hiss... Has Chaos Origin? Impurities? Alright, treating Chaos Origin as impurities, you really have your ways." Negris was speechless. If anyone in the void is qualified to treat Chaos Origin as impurities, Ang is definitely one of them.

Kabu Twelve used an earth-element magic crystal to exchange for a set of Anthony's casual clothes, and put it on happily: "Thank you so much. I know magic crystals have no value to you. Being willing to exchange is your mercy. Thank you. If you are going to the Undead City, please be careful of the King of Soul-Devouring, Rigo. He likes to devour the souls of living people the most and plunder other people's memories."

Anthony's heart moved, and he asked: "Is the King of Soul-Devouring a Lich King or an Undead Saint?"

"He is a lich. What does Undead Saint mean?" Kabu Twelve asked.

It was a bit unclear to explain, so Anthony turned to say: "Forget it. How many liches and undead of the strength of the King of Soul-Devouring are there in the Undead City?"

Kabu Twelve said: "Only one."

"Then in the Undead City, how many undead creatures with wisdom are there?" Anthony asked.

"Hundreds of thousands, right? Are there undead creatures without wisdom?"

Bidding farewell to Kabu Twelve, Ang and his party flew toward the Undead City, making Kabu Twelve look envious. He also wanted to fly freely in the void like this. Unfortunately, for a low-level undead creature like him, it was too difficult.

After turning to another floating object, Anthony turned to say: "My lord, it seems it's not convenient for living things to move in the Undead City. Let's change our identities."

Ang nodded, soul energy surged, armed, and then stuffed Negris into the Little Ghost's mouth.

Anthony also patted his chest, soul energy flowed, Du Luo Ken was the same, and soon the team took on a new look.

Only the sacrificial mask looked stunned: "Who are you people anyway?"

Kabu Twelve said, "Only one."

"How many intelligent undead creatures are there in that Undead City?" Anthony asked.

"Several hundred thousand, perhaps. And what about the unintelligent undead creatures?"

Bidding farewell to Kabu Twelve, Ang and his group flew toward the Undead City, which Kabu Twelve watched with a face full of envy; he also wanted to fly freely in the void like that, but unfortunately, for a low-level undead creature like him, it was too difficult.

After turning behind another floating object, Anthony switched topics and said, "My lord, it seems inconvenient for living beings to act in the Undead City. Let's change our identities."

Ang nodded, soul energy surged out, arming himself, and then he stuffed Nage Lisi into the mouth of a small ghost.

Anthony also patted his chest, soul energy flowed, and Du Luo Ken did the same; soon, the team had a brand-new look.

Only the Ritual Mask watched, stunned: "What kind of people are you exactly?"