History is always surprisingly similar.

Thousands of years ago, the three deans of Maple Leaf Danlin fought bloody battles on the simple city top of Maple Leaf Danlin without retreating. Finally, human reinforcements arrived and drove back the undead coalition.

And now, the same three deans of Maple Leaf Danlin have successfully ambushed the High Priest of the Undead and killed him.

The rest of the people did not dare to disturb him at this time, but they patted each other on the shoulders and celebrated each other with joy on their faces.

Lester looked at the sky silently, and while sighing for victory, he suddenly felt a sense of loss.

Human history has turned another page.

That powerful, arrogant, most powerful person under the starry sky was wiped out like this? The shadow that had been hanging over the human world for two thousand years disappeared like this?

At this time, he couldn't help but feel awe: no matter how powerful he was, he still couldn't escape the mercy of fate.

Only at this time did he truly realize the true meaning of "the wheels of history are rolling forward".

Suddenly, a seagull flapped its wings and screamed happily as it flew past them.

The three Lesters looked at each other and smiled.

Wabador turned around and shouted loudly: "Young men, bring the best wine, we will have a good celebration."

His words immediately caused everyone present to cheer.

Immediately afterwards, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds were heard, and the champagne that had been prepared long ago was opened one after another.

The foaming wine was flowing everywhere.

People held wine bottles, either raising them to take a swig, or holding down the mouth of the bottle and shaking it, spreading the wine everywhere.

At this time, someone in the crowd whispered: "By the way. What happened to the eyes in the mushroom cloud? Why did I feel that there was something evil about that thing?"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly condensed.

Everyone present also had doubts about that eye. But they had just killed the high priest, and everyone was celebrating, and no one was disappointed.

But now, someone has pointed it out, and everyone can no longer turn a blind eye to it like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

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Lorraine sat in her tent, listened carefully to Lester's story, and then asked with concern: "How is Hilmeria? Is she injured? Is it serious?"

Lester couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and glanced at him angrily: This bastard is really a bastard. Everyone worked hard to kill the undead high priest, and there were countless urgent matters that needed to be dealt with. But he only cared about it.

His mistress.

He said patiently: "She is very good. In order to avoid being discovered by the high priest, the Vatican Lion was on another island dozens of kilometers away.

She was just a little helpless. Now she has returned to Vatican."

Lorraine just said "Oh", and then sat in a chair in silence, seriously considering how to skip work and see her girlfriend.

Lester gave him a strange look and said, "Don't you want to ask something else?"

Lorraine was stunned for a moment. At this moment, the prince only cared about his girlfriend. As for the others, he loved her to death.

But looking at the look of fire in Lester's eyes, he had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay. Didn't you just say that the high priest is dead? Then you said that he is still alive, so what?

What's going on?"

Lester glanced at him approvingly, then coughed slightly, and then said: "The thing is like this. We studied a lot of reference materials.

Then we searched for various clues, and then carefully analyzed various clues. Finally, we unanimously concluded that what we killed was only the clone of the high priest.

His true identity must be hidden somewhere?"

Lorraine couldn't help but hesitated, looked at Lester and said: "Master, are you kidding me? A person as awesome as the high priest is just a clone? He died as if a nuclear bomb exploded.

If this is really the case, wouldn't his real body be even more awesome? Once the real body comes, if you use it casually, won't everyone be pissed off?

How can we still use Semitic and Lich weapons? It’s so hard to fight against us.”

Lester shook his head, and then said: "In fact, according to our inference, the High Priest of the Undead was already the strongest person under the starry sky a thousand years ago. So after a thousand years, his strength should be even stronger. But

Judging from the actual situation, there is not much progress.

Therefore, we consider that it is possible that his real body encountered some difficulties during practice, was trapped, or suffered severe injuries. He can only rely on his clone to move around."

He paused, and then said seriously: "We believe that he was seriously injured thousands of years ago. That's why he started the war to cover up the fact that he was injured.

As a necromancer, actually..."

He hesitated for a moment, looked at Lorraine and said: "I only say this here, I won't admit it when I go out."

Lorraine was stunned and couldn't help but become serious.

Lester shook out a bomb and said: "After our research, we found that in fact, at the beginning, the necromancers were not evil people. In fact, they were believers of the goddess of life."

Lorraine looked at Lester blankly and said, "Don't you...have a fever?"

As he spoke, he reached out with concern, wanting to test the temperature of his forehead.

Lester snorted coldly, slapped his hand away, and said: "I'm fine. Please listen to me carefully.

Necromancers are just a branch of magicians. Their research direction is to pursue immortality. From this perspective, they are actually believers of the goddess of life.

But later, they went awry.

Because all life in the world is limited. So for their own eternal life, they began to take the lives of other people by any means.

Gradually, because of their perverted methods, horrifying images, and no scruples, they took human lives wantonly and dedicated other lives to Hades in exchange for their own survival, so people began to think that they were followers of Hades.

.”

Lorraine listened to his explanation and couldn't help but nodded repeatedly. This was like talking about the laws of physics. Although it seemed a bit incredible, one had to admit that it was a correct explanation.

Lorraine pondered for a moment and said: "In your opinion, how much strength does that clone have of the real body?"

Lester thought for a while and said: "Two to 30%, at most 30%, no more."

Lorraine couldn't help but sigh and said: "This also means that we must launch an expedition as soon as possible, otherwise as soon as he comes back and sends a clone out, everything you have done will be meaningless."
Chapter completed!