"The weak will die, but you''re not enough now." fuluda withdrew his followers and walked into the room at the end of the straight passage at the bottom of the stairs.


    It is not accurate to say that he is the only one. There is a terrible owner in the room in his shadow. The disciples knew this existence, but they did not know that the terrible existence in the room had succumbed to her.


    The death knight, who was locked on the central pillar by a huge iron chain, blinked and licked the coming fuluda.


    This is the death knight that granbelle once subdued, and the control has been untied. As a test, fuluda knocked down and caught it again.


    Although the way to defeat the death knight is to fly a kite - hanging at a distance that the death knight can''t reach, it''s just an additional position for magic continuous shooting. Although he knew that this level of strength could not hold much in front of granbelle, he was still very happy to see his progress by personally defeating and catching the undead with the strength to destroy the country.


    Now he wants to take on a new challenge and launch the newly learned magic at the death knight: "[summon the sixth level undead]."


    Summoning Magic is not only to summon the magic of the specified object, but also includes the option to call wild units for their own use after changing from the game to reality.


    The magic worked and nothing happened.


    "Can''t you control it?" fuluda said with regret. But I was not too disappointed - it was the magic released by just learning to draw gourds and ladles.


    "Belle used this magic to dominate the death knight. What''s the problem?" asked granbelle in the shadow.


    The simplest possibility: vruda is weaker than the death knight. But since we can catch the death knight and make him have no hope of resistance, it shouldn''t be so.


    "It''s just pure speculation," fuluda said of his own opinion, "There is actually a more complicated mechanism for controlling the undead by magic. Basically speaking, controlling or destroying the undead is a field of divine power, that is, a profession biased towards priests and magistrates. Magic chanters are simply replaced by more simple magic power. In theory, only an abundant amount of magic can improve the success rate, and it is natural that there will be all kinds of mistakes..."


    When fluda started chattering mode, granbelle was writing hard.


    "Don''t patronize writing with a pen. It''s also necessary to review and think about yourself later. Writing down every word without omission will create the illusion of thinking." finally, fuluda added.


    Although her strength is not as good as that of granbelle, her theoretical knowledge is all above it. Granbelle also humbly accepted it: "I understand, teacher."


    "Well, the class time in the Imperial Academy of magic is coming. Go first."


    Although fuluda wanted to teach goblins in person, granbelle was very reasonable. Fuluda''s research was more important, and Goblins who had no theoretical basis had to learn from scratch. It was almost the same for anyone to teach at this stage, so she went to the school of magic.


    "Yes, sir. See you in the evening."


    With granbelle''s dark departure, fuluda, who walked out of the room and sealed the door, felt that the black jealousy in her heart seemed to have a strong trend.


    "Continue the experiment and observation, and I''ll leave it to you." fuludaphene told everyone present to go back to his residence.


    He''s not going back to his house. On the one hand, he''s still reading Ruo Luji''s magic book from the king of eight desires. On the other hand, for the sake of his jealousy, he''s trying to use the content to cross the racial hierarchy gap. If it''s said that the undead will be denounced by the church state and the temple, this research will let them send assassins directly or even kill them openly, No matter how slow the progress is, you can''t ask for assistance. You must keep it secret until you succeed.


    "Teacher!" just as he was about to walk out of the door, a deputy person in charge of the police called him.


    "What happened? Is there an emergency?"


    "No, it''s not an emergency," and the guard looked confused and said, "Princess vacati (Ruo Luji) claimed to have received a letter from the goblin and was going to receive it and asked to inform the teacher."


    No wonder he was confused. Demons are not strong enemies in human knowledge, but meeting in the woods will become very troublesome. Therefore, it is very puzzling that such things happen. The guard had to report as they were.


    "Location! I''ll tidy up and go right away."


    This is really an "emergency" for fluda.


    ……………………………………………………


    He is riding the virtuous king of the forest in the city.


    "Hoo hoo, look at these strange expressions of human beings. It''s funny enough."


    "It''s basically my credit."


    "Did you say anything just now?"


    "... nothing."


    He and Lin Xianwang are still doing non nutritional interaction.


    Although it''s accurate to say "show off", it''s just a passing thing. Of course, she has made good progress towards the slave market. But the people around her are talking in a tone of surprise, appreciation and fear, which makes her a little complacent.


    Although they are actually talking about the "terrible" forest king of Warcraft, it is worth showing off to ride such a obedient forest king. Now the forest wise king has a chance of winning by gathering a team of Mithril adventurers. However, tame can never do it. Besides——


    The Mithril level seems not very good compared with the highest level of human beings, but the current population of the empire is about 3 million, while there are only more than 200 human beings including Mithril level.


    So it''s worth showing off that you can let this level of Warcraft ride for yourself.


    The end of the street seemed to be windy. Because it was all dirt roads, a large amount of dust was raised. Passers-by couldn''t help covering their faces or covering their clothes.


    "That''s..." she narrowed her eyes. Of course she knew it was definitely not the wind.


    "Wow... What terrible thing is coming?" the forest wise king couldn''t see clearly, but he still found something higher than ordinary people''s senses.


    "Whew!"


    "Sonny, when did you run so fast?" he asked Sonny who rushed by.


    "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who.


    Sonny held the tail of the forest king and dragged the huge hamster with the above dog, so she continued to rush and disappeared into the sight of ordinary people.


    "You''re kidding! You have so much strength?! how can it be... Is Sonny in noumenon form now?!"


    (to be continued)