: Endgame (7)

Before Lothar learned necromantic magic, his views on demons were only at the level that they should be some kind of very strange killing race.

But after learning necromantic magic, Lothar’s ability to perceive life and death is not the slightest bit stronger. The big catfish in front of him does not have any life breath exposed, but it has no connection with the surrounding black mist. Wrinkling and smiling at Lothar flexibly, Lothar thought he was a statue with some mechanism.

“Your Excellency seems to be wary of me.” Seeing Lothar sizing him up for a long time, Tam took the initiative to say, “But please rest assured, I am different from the demons you have seen.”

“It’s different.” Lothar didn’t believe it. “Then let me hear, what’s the difference between you and your compatriots.”

“Compatriots, no, no, although we are all called demons, we have nothing to do with each other. Rather, I don’t think much of those guys who only drink blood for fun.” Tam stroked his catfish beard, The look is extremely funny, “I prefer to be called a civilized person.”

“Civilized man” Lothar sneered, “You are not very civilized in the legends of Bilgewater, Tam Kench who likes to eat people alive.”

“Look at what you said, no one in Bilgewater has ever killed anyone.” Tam waved his hand, “They kill people for no reason, and a golden siren can turn them into bloody lunatics, and those who see meat Wild dogs are no different. I am different, I abide by the rules, as long as I reach a treaty, I will not take any more money.”

“So you came to make a deal with me.” Lothar stared at Tam, “Unfortunately, I’m not very interested in dealing with a demon. I also knew a female demon who was full of fluff when I was a child. I know that even what the demon said can’t letter.”

“Hahaha, I didn’t expect a gentleman like you to be racist.” Tam sighed helplessly, “Since the devil’s reputation is not good, then I can always trust my reputation as a gluttonous market.”

“Why do you insist on making a deal with me?” Lothar asked, “I’m just a spirit body, and I have nothing to trade with you.”

“Of course I have a good deal with you.” Tam laughed. Every time he smiled, he looked ugly. “Bilgewater has a very powerful undead.”

Lothar was startled: “You know who it is?”

“Hahaha, if this world is a river, then I am its king.” Tam said arrogantly with a humble attitude, “There is nothing I don’t know.”

“Then tell me what the name of that undead is?”

“Karthus.”

Lothar’s expression sank: “Where is he?”

“This is what I traded with you.” Tam smiled. “I tell you where he is, and you have to do something for me.”

“do what”

“I’ll tell you later.”

“Then I refuse.” Lothar would not believe a demon’s sweet words, “I have many subordinates, and I will find Karthus sooner or later.”

“No, you won’t be in time.” Tam said, “Karthus is quasi [resources’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2?. 0′. 5,, 8″5. ;6 Prepare a very… very special magic, when you find him, there will be no living people in the whole of Bilgewater. ”

“Sure enough…” Lothar was caught in a dilemma, but he didn’t have time to weigh carefully, “I’ll listen to what you want me to do first, otherwise we won’t talk about it.”

“I want you to help me kill someone.” Tam said, “I can only tell you so much.”

“Human?”

“That’s right.”

“It’s like” Lothar obviously knew that there was a ghost in it, and he quickly gave the condition, “It can’t be my lover or friend, it must be a stranger I don’t know at all.”

“No problem.” To Lothar’s surprise, Tam readily agreed. He stretched out his stubby, deformed hand, “Then wish us a happy cooperation.”

Lothar looked at Tam’s hand, and he added: “If you lie to me, I won’t admit to this deal.”

“Of course no problem.” Tam said sincerely, but it was really difficult for his face to express this emotion, “I guarantee it with the reputation of gluttonous market.”

Lothar finally shook Tam’s hand: “Where is he?”

The entrance to the bunker of the Hook Gang.

Dubin was staying comfortably in the inner circle, looking at the pirates in the outer circle who were driving away the undead.

“Sure enough, it was right to leave Miss Fortune.” Dubin thought happily.

Not long ago, Dubin was shocked when he learned that Miss Fortune had a fiancé. He reluctantly gave up the opportunity to appreciate the beautiful captain every day and came to Iron Hook to help the headquarters. Unexpectedly, he was really betting right. He made two small achievements by mistake, and was promoted to the position of team leader, only three steps away from the status of Miss Fortune. Dubin very much hoped that one day he would be as good as Miss Fortune, and enjoy a glorious life. What kind of expression would that beautiful woman have when she went back to find him, maybe she fell in love with him immediately? Anyway, Miss Fortune’s fiancé also disappeared at sea, and probably won’t come back.

As the team leader, he can stay on the second line of defense outside the bunker when Soul Eater comes. The bunker of the Hook Gang is the most luxurious in Bilgewater. [King of Pirates] Planck paid a lot of money to hire him.The Taoist from Ionia filled the inside and outside of the bunker with an exorcism circle, but Planck shot the Taoist down after it was done.

The bunkers of the Iron Hook Gang are impenetrable, and ordinary ghosts dare not even approach them. Even the pirates in charge of fighting in the outer circle basically don’t have any fear of their lives, let alone Dubin in the inner circle. They are very safe.

“La… la la la…”

Dubin heard a faint singing voice coming from his ear, and he turned his head to look at a guy who was lying on a couch singing softly.

Du Bin has never seen him before, but judging from the relaxed appearance of him lying comfortably and covering his body with a blanket to cover his face, he should not be an ordinary person. How can ordinary people sing in such a haunted and howling Soul Eater night.

Du Bin had just joined the Iron Hook Gang’s main gang not long ago, and he still didn’t recognize the whole person. He thought that even if that guy was just a small leader like himself, it’s best not to offend him. He had nothing to do, so he decided to build a good relationship.

“Well, big brother.” Dubin smiled and walked over with a bottle of wine, “Aren’t you thirsty after singing for so long, have some rum.”

The man ignored Dubin and continued to sing on his own.

Du Bin was a little embarrassed, but he knew that the more this happened, the higher the status of this person might be, so he continued to say with a shy face: “Brother, please tell me, what song is the elder brother singing? I haven’t heard it, hometown songs?” ?”

Just as Dubin approached the man, a ghostly green hand stretched out from under the blanket, about to grab Dubin’s neck.

“There is a situation!”

Suddenly an alarm sounded from the outer circle, and Du Bin hurriedly turned his head, but didn’t see the dark green hand.

The ghost hand quickly retracted the blanket, and the man continued to sing as if nothing had happened.

Dupin put down the rum, picked up the loudspeaker and shouted to the outer circle: “What happened!”

“It’s [Shadow of War]! [Shadow of War] is here! And his cavalry regiment!” A pirate responded.

“[Shadow of War]!” Dubin almost didn’t get scared, “He’s here, can the brothers stand it?”

“He…he didn’t attack us!”

“What is he doing?”

“I’m chasing a girl… or a deer… It’s like chasing a girl riding a deer!”

“What”

“They’re running too fast! I can’t see clearly! That girl seems to be still crying! Ah! She’s about to be caught up! Wait! She speeds up and throws off again! The two sides are very tight!”

“What a mess!”

Section 269

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La la… la la…

——Unknown singing voice

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