Chapter 359: The Battlefield of the Gods

In the second world of death, in the square before the Demon Tower, the Great Sage was the last one to cross the air. As soon as he returned to his territory, the Great Sage, who had always been calm, suddenly his face collapsed. Others were not sure about Samorson's condition, but he knew that there was something like forced soul imprint in the world. The Lord of One Realm, the Immortal King who commanded billions of undead creatures, was actually forced by a skeleton that had just broken through the realm of the Lord of Death. What a ridiculous thing.

If Samolson hadn't confirmed it twice, he would have thought the king was joking with him, although it wasn't funny.

"Call all wise men, wise men, scholars, including souls who have engaged in any educational research during their lifetime to the Magic Tower. Use all means to capture scholars and wise men from high IQ races such as humans, gnomes, goblins, etc., such races as dark elves and black iron dwarves, who have special achievements in certain fields, try to catch them as much as possible." The Great Sage issued a series of orders in one breath.

This is a very difficult task. Anyone with extremely high racial wisdom is an important figure at the racial leadership level. Their own strength and the protection of their groups are all the most powerful. At that time, the four planes sent the top dark gnome assassin and the great magicians in the human world. One is to make a sudden move, and the other is to make a profit. All the dark gnomes sent died.

The difficulty of capturing alive is several times more difficult than assassination. Even if you can catch a person, how to bring him back to the world of death safely is a problem. And there is no limit on the number, and it sounds like the more the better. This task, which requires the entire plane resources and manpower to operate is too difficult, and no one understands how the great sage issued such an order.

The Great Sage is not the supreme immortal king. His orders cannot reach the point where people will fulfill them desperately. If they are unreasonable, they will still be questioned.

He sighed in his heart, and the great sage looked around at the hundreds of upper undead creatures surrounding him. Among these undead creatures, there were undead saints, lich kings, black warrior emperors, and seven immortal dragons. These powerful beings that are enough to control one side in any world, but there are hundreds of them in front of him.

They are the top presence in the Second Death World and the most powerful reliance of Samolson.

"We must save our king. He is now facing some difficult problems that he has never encountered before and needs our assistance. This problem is the last one, and has not appeared before, and has no solution. We need to gather the wisdom of everyone." The Great Sage explained, but he did not explain what difficult problems Samolson encountered, because it was too horrible and he did not guarantee that everyone could accept it.

Samolson is their king, and everyone has a deep soul connection with him. Samolson was branded with a soul, which also means that everyone here is indirectly controlled. No one would like to suddenly have a king who can control his life and death, his soul and even his thoughts.

All the undead creatures were still a little surprised and a shadow suddenly gathered and formed beside the Great Sage, turning into a tall and plump human woman in a tight robe.

A vivid human image suddenly appeared among a group of dry and withered lich undeads. The whole scene suddenly showed a strong sense of incongruity, just like a strange thing that suddenly broke into a small sheep in a group of wild animals.

However, all the creatures in the field did not regard her as a sheep, and some even quietly moved back a little helplessly, obviously they were afraid of this human female-like creature.

As soon as he appeared, this creature of unknown type asked: "What problem did the king encounter? What did the king tell you at that time? Why didn't he tell us directly?"

The great sage suddenly raised his face and glared at the other party with a sharp look: "If you don't tell you, there is naturally the truth about the king. Meng Mei, are you going to question the king's decision??" The tone became more and more severe.

"Mengmei dared not." With a bang, Mengmei fell to the ground on one knee and refused to lower her head in panic. Rather than saying that she was frightened by the question of "questioning the king's decision", it would be better to say that she was frightened by the tone of the Great Sage, who had never spoken in such a stern tone.

The Great Sage is the most knowledgeable wise man in the world and the wisest person under the command of the King. Many times, even the King must obey his advice. But the Great Sage has never lost his temper. No one has ever seen him look so harsh now. Not only Meng Mei, but also the more than a hundred superior undead creatures were scared and kneeled down.

The great sage felt a little depressed, and after a while, he waved his hand: "Go, Mengmei stay." The reason was unable to explain to everyone. He could only rely on his prestige to forcibly suppress everyone's doubts.

The group of the superior undead creatures dispersed, leaving Meng Mei, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Looking at Meng Mei in front of him, the great sage looked a little hesitant, as if he was making a decision.

"Only you can accomplish this, but your personality is too impulsive. I don't know if I should hand over this task to you."

Meng Mei raised her head and blinked her eyes with an innocent look, as if she didn't understand the meaning of the Great Sage's words.

The Great Sage said angrily: "Don't pretend, you know that you still retain too many human memories and lack the depth of time."

Meng Mei tilted her mouth and looked dissatisfied. Obviously, this was also a habit preserved when she was alive.

Although I think Meng Mei is not very reliable, this task is really only possible for her to complete successfully. The Great Sage has no choice: "You go to the abyss of rebirth and look for a territory in a wasteland called the immortal life. Their lord is this person. After finding it, you carefully argue that if it is a low-level skeleton but has a soul stamp, you can quietly catch a few back."

"Low-level skeleton? Inscribed brand? What brand?" Soul brand requires dedication. Low-level skeletons do not have this skill to dedicate their souls, and they have nothing to do with the soul brand.

The Great Sage did not explain any more, but used his thoughts to convey Gris' image and rough destination into Meng Mei's soul.

The abyss they mentioned were obviously the death world where Gris was. After receiving these materials, Meng Mei said in a little puzzled manner: "The abyss of rebirth has no lord at all, and it is close to us. Why didn't the king occupy there directly? I really don't understand you, so you don't suggest to the king, and you have to enter a material plane."
Chapter completed!