Chapter 914

Naji once used a small tavern to lure the border patrol to change their patrol route. This kind of thing doesn't stand up to investigation. Once investigated, it can be traced to Naji. Once traced to Naji, it will involve his clansmen.

For safety, Naji moved his clansmen away from the original place in advance and moved into the Burning Wind Forest. With the protection of the World Tree, he was not afraid at all that anyone could find them from the forest.

However, for his descendants to be involved in such a storm that could move the whole clan, Naji's ancestor grandmother, Ishiani, was still very dissatisfied. Hearing that the leader of the other party was a Mourning Lord, today the ancestor grandmother was going to meet this Mourning Lord.

Mourning Lords were still very rare. A mercenary group on the Shenguang Chamber of Commerce side caught a wild mourning skeleton and could pass it to the Feilie Empire.

Don't look at the two places being so far apart, but that was only relative to large-scale military invasion. Small-scale contact was not far at all. As long as passing through six teleportation array jumps, one could travel between the two places. If rushing time, one could teleport over in a day.

Of course, the teleportation fee would be a bit expensive, basically costing about one hundred magic crystals per person.

However, wild mourning skeletons were rare, but man-made mourning ones were not rare. Ishiani had seen mourning undead soldiers several times in the Shenguang Chamber of Commerce in the past and had also killed one with her own hands.

Although she was also seriously injured and forced to flee to the Feilie Empire, to her, the mourning level was just like that, not an invincible existence. Let's chat well, let them take Naji out, so as not to implicate herself when killing the whole clan.

Ishiani also regretted letting Naji take those two liches. Originally, she wanted to find a way out for them. Who could have thought that these employers would only do things that destroy clans and exterminate species.

However, it was too late to regret. Those two liches dedicated their souls. It was easy to take Naji out, but it was too difficult to make the other party interrupt the soul connection. What to do? Should she fight with the other party and force them to interrupt the soul connection?

With a stomach full of resentment, Ishiani stepped into the teleportation array. With a flash of light, before she could come out of the teleportation array, she felt a powerful intention fall on her.

So strong! Ishiani was startled in her heart, subconsciously supporting a mental barrier, shielding the other party's intention, and then swept back with intention without showing weakness.

"Hmm?" Ishiani heard a suspicious muffled hum in her soul, and then a soul shock blasted over.

Soul shock, it's like being hit on the head with a stick, but have you ever been hit with a row of sticks? Ishiani encountered it now.

Soul shock is like a row of sticks swinging over. Each one is not heavy, but after a row, Ishiani was already dizzy.

However, Ishiani gritted her teeth fiercely, a ferocious head phantom floated on her body, let out a roar, and then she shivered all over, forcefully waking up.

"Eh?" That powerful intention was surprised for a moment, but then blasted her again. A stronger row of soul shocks pulled onto the phantom, forcefully breaking the phantom, and finally bound to her soul, as if it could pinch her to death if she moved again.

A majestic voice sounded: "Naji, didn't you say your ancestor grandmother was coming? Why did this guy move as soon as she was looked at? Is this your grandmother?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Your Majesty. My grandmother hasn't been looked at for many years. She didn't mean it. Definitely didn't mean to offend. She is... she is... she is shy. Right, right, she is shy," Naji said incoherently.

God, ancestor grandmother said she wanted to come and see the boss, but she didn't say this kind of 'seeing' method.

If it were before, encountering such a guy who moved as soon as he was looked at, Locke would have gone over to beat him up. Now Locke was not by his side, and doing it himself was a bit degrading. Forget it, the Monarch released the restraint on Ishiani's soul.

Ishiani, who lost the restraint, 'breathed' forcefully. Of course, it was not the breathing of the body, but the breathing of the soul. Just now, the Monarch's binding almost extinguished her soul.

Too terrifying. Wasn't it said to be a Mourning Lord? Is this a Mourning Lord? Does a Mourning Lord have such terror? Why could his soul shock produce a mountain-toppling and sea-draining effect? Even her own main body couldn't block it?

Just when she was terrified, a two-legged construct bird paced in front of her, looking her up and down, then a dragon head floated on the bird head, asking curiously: "Dragon Soul Lich?"

Ishiani was shocked: "You... you are also?"

Negris responded casually: "Considered to be. On the contrary, you, you used the Dragon Clan Transformation Technique to turn into a gnome, and then died and reincarnated into a humanoid lich? Too magical, right?"

Ishiani was so shocked that her eyeballs were about to pop out: "You... how do you know? Who are you?"

Also having eyeballs about to pop out was Naji: "Dragon? Ancestor grandmother, are you a dragon?"

A gnome who had lived for so many years suddenly discovered that his ancestor was transformed from a dragon. What kind of human ethics plot is this?

Negris didn't care about this, continuing to say: "So you sealed the dragon soul, relied on the soul fire to survive until now, and by the way, tempered the soul fire into a soul heart. Encountering an enemy you couldn't beat, then called the dragon soul out?"

"Unexpected, right? It's useless even if you summon the dragon soul. Playing with souls? In front of the old immortal, you are like a child," Negris said happily.

Ishiani's expression condensed, asking solemnly: "Who exactly are you people?"

"Didn't Naji tell you who we are?" Negris asked.

"Yes, he said you are something like 'King of All Undead in the Void' and 'Co-Master of Dark Origin and Abyss Origin, King of All Ancient Gods in the Void'. I am asking for your real identity, not this kind of messy name used to fool people," Ishiani said.

Negris said: "Is it possible that this is not fooling you."

Ishiani looked left, looked right, and simply changed the topic: "Offended just now, it was my overreaction. Very sorry, hope your Excellencies don't take offense, and don't make things difficult for Naji. You are all big figures. Naji, this child, has always been timid and can't bear your career. Hope you can allow me to take him back and discipline him strictly."

The Monarch and Negris looked at each other. Sure enough, it was coming to ask for guilt. No wonder it was this reaction. This was quite troublesome. Naji, this guy, had ability and cooperated very well with Silver Coin.

If Naji left, it would be very difficult for Silver Coin to find such a subordinate who was familiar with the local market, worthy of trust, and had strong ability to handle things.

But coming hard wouldn't work either. One couldn't catch his grandmother, forcefully engrave a brand, and then threaten Naji, right? The Monarch was not that kind of person.

Having a headache, the Monarch looked at Ang.

Ang scratched his head distressingly, suddenly thought of something, walked up to hold Ishiani's hand, and asked: "Do you believe, in the Beauty God?"

Following Ang's words, the hand holding the other party lit up with holy radiance.