Chapter 1510 Holy Grail

"In trouble? What trouble?" Li Zhenbang asked anxiously, frowning.

Li Zhenbang knew very well that the old ghost had spoken well in the previous two evil places, and even expressed extraordinary emotions. However, when he arrived at the Misty Swamp, he suddenly changed the subject. Obviously, there was definitely something going on here in the Misty Swamp.

Under normal circumstances, Li Zhenbang would definitely force the old ghost to continue talking. But the old ghost talked about the undead saint, and what he said was that the saint encountered trouble during the transformation process. How could Li Zhenbang care about the foggy swamp.

"It seems that you are still very concerned about our Saint of the Dead? Have you seen her before? I guess so! Although I have never seen the Saint of the Dead, it is said that she is from the Carlo Empire, and she is beautiful and beautiful. , I think she studied at Carlo Royal Academy in Dragon City before, and she was the school beauty!"

"As a member of the Carlo Empire, you must have been lucky enough to meet me. If you had studied at Carlo Royal Academy, you would still be alumni!" The old ghost saw Li Zhenbang's appearance and thought that Li Zhenbang was interested in the saint. Having an idea made me feel a little more relaxed.

"What kind of trouble did she get into?" Li Zhenbang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone, and the air became a bit colder.

"You don't really have a story with our saint, do you? If that's the case, I advise you to give up on this idea!"

"Although I have never seen the Saint, I have heard that once the Saint is completely transformed, she will lose all her previous memories, and then she will regain the memory of the daughter of the God of Death, and how she led the undead tribe to rise." The old ghost looked at Li Zhenbang with some regret.

"Li Zhenbang, I advise you to be more open-minded! The saints of the Undead Clan and the saints of the Holy See are different. The saints of the Undead Clan are the reincarnation of the daughters of the God of Death, while the saints of the Holy See are dedicated to the God of Light. lifetime."

"The Saint of the Holy See may still have a way to have a secret love affair in private, but the daughter of the God of Death will never have an affair with anyone, because we mortals can't get into her eyes at all," the old ghost advised.

"Shut up!" Li Zhenbang's eyes became terrifying. "What kind of trouble did she encounter? What went wrong? Is she in danger? Answer me honestly!"

The old ghost was startled by Li Zhenbang's eyes. At this time, Li Zhenbang's pressure on him was so strong that even the high priest of the undead clan would not give in.

"You...who are you?" The old ghost stared at Li Zhenbang and asked in shock, his voice trembling slightly due to nervousness.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Li Zhenbang's eyes widened, and his murderous aura turned towards the old ghost as if it were real.

Judging from that posture, if the old ghost dares to say anything more, he will definitely be rude. Maybe he won't kill the old ghost, but he will definitely be dealt with severely.

"Understand, understand, understand!" The old ghost hurriedly raised his hands and shouted, fearing that if he spoke too late, he would experience the trembling whipping of God again.

"Say!" Li Zhenbang didn't make any nonsense this time.

"That... is like this. In fact, I also heard about it." The old ghost took it out first. No matter whether what he said next was true or false, or whether it was of any use, it had nothing to do with him. After all, he heard about it.

"It is actually not very easy for a person to transform into an undead mage or undead warrior. Not only does one have to go through the transformation ritual, but one also has to soak in a blood pool for a period of time. Only in this way can one completely change his body and become an undead warrior. One member.”

"Not everyone can endure this kind of pain. Once they can't hold on, the only thing waiting for them is death and nutrients in the blood pool."

"On this point, I, the person who was transformed into a necromancer in the blood pool, actually have a say. I saw many people who entered the blood pool with me at that time." When the old ghost said this, there was a look in his eyes. There was a hint of pride, but a trace of fear inadvertently flashed deep in his eyes.

"What do you mean? Is this the trouble you are talking about? Is Li Ruoyue in danger of turning into nutrients in the blood pool?" Li Zhenbang asked hurriedly.

"Li Ruoyue? Who is Li Ruoyue?" The old ghost looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion. He was very unfamiliar with this name. Obviously, he did not know that the original name of the saint in his mouth was Li Ruoyue.

"That's the saint you call her!" Li Zhenbang said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, you're talking about the saint! It turns out her name is Li Ruoyue! But her name in our undead tribe is Saphiel." The old ghost wanted to continue to say something, but when he saw Li Zhenbang's murderous behavior With a look in his eyes, he hurriedly got back to business.

"Although the Saint also needs to revive her memory in the blood pool, she is not in danger of being dissolved by the blood pool. Don't think about it either. The Saint is the daughter of the God of Death. If there is a risk of the awakened memory being backlashed, wouldn't it be true? It's so funny!" The old ghost felt Li Zhenbang's eagerness, so he tried to lighten the atmosphere.

However, his cold jokes obviously did not relieve the atmosphere, and Li Zhenbang still looked at him coldly. However, the old ghost's words were not without effect. At least after Li Zhenbang heard his words, his murderous intention towards him was slightly reduced.

"As far as I know, before the Saint entered the blood pool, she had just successfully transformed four people into the undead tribe at the same time. This has never happened before."

"Although it is a good thing that the undead tribe has four more people, if the blood pool wants to transform one person into a member of the undead tribe, it will consume quite terrifying energy, let alone transforming four people at the same time? Therefore, the energy in the blood pool must be It is much weaker than before. I guess it took a long time for the Saint to awaken this time, which may have something to do with the decrease in blood pool energy."

"Actually, we still have many ways to restore the energy of the blood pool as soon as possible, such as continuing to invest a large number of people and monsters in the blood pool. After all, the probability of successfully transforming people is still relatively low. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of 10,000 First, if any of these people and monsters are successfully transformed into members of the undead tribe, the energy in the blood pool may become even thinner. No one at the top wants to take this risk, and no one dares to take the risk with the Saint. This risk."

"Actually, there is another way to solve the problem of thin energy in the blood pool, and that is to use the Holy Grail, one of the undead tribe's treasures. Unfortunately, the Holy Grail seemed to have been lost some time ago and is still missing." The old ghost shook his head and was very surprised. He said helplessly.

"Holy Grail? Can the treasure of your undead clan be lost? Are you kidding me? Let alone the treasure, it is just an ordinary treasure. They should be heavily guarded. How could it be lost? And who else can be among you? Can you enter and leave the Divine Palace freely without being suspected? Could it be that you are guarding and stealing?" Li Zhenbang curled his lips.

"How did you know that the Holy Grail was stolen from the Divine Mansion? How did you know that the Holy Grail was stolen by someone who was guarding it?" The old ghost frowned slightly and looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion.

He only said that the Holy Grail was stolen, but he did not say where or how the Holy Grail was stolen. Why did Li Zhenbang seem to know everything? Could it be that this matter has something to do with Li Zhenbang?

"Isn't this an obvious thing? If what you said is true, the Holy Grail is the holy weapon of your undead tribe, then it must be placed in the safest place for you. In a place like your undead tribe, except God’s Mansion, I really can’t think of a second suitable place.”

"Since the Holy Grail is protected by the Divine Palace, the defense must be extremely tight. It is absolutely impossible for one person to protect it. Then it is obvious who can steal the Holy Grail!"

"It is well known how mysterious the Divine Mansion is, otherwise it would not have been discovered for so many years. Furthermore, the Divine Mansion is not an ordinary house of cats and dogs. Anyone who wants to can enter can enter. Even if outsiders discover it accidentally After entering the Divine Mansion, it may not be realistic to leave easily, otherwise the location of the Divine Mansion would have been made public to the world."

"To be able to steal an extremely well-guarded important sacred artifact from a mysterious and powerful organization, either the person who does such a thing is not a human but a god, or the person who can do such a thing can only be one of our own."

"I don't believe that there is a perfect existence in this world. It's like no matter how powerful a person is, there will inevitably be weaknesses, and no matter how tight the defense is, there will inevitably be loopholes. The first person to know the weaknesses can only be yourself, and the first to discover them Those who make such loopholes are often our own people." Li Zhenbang put on a sophisticated look that sees through the world.

The old ghost's brows relaxed slightly. Although Li Zhenbang looked like he didn't deserve a beating, Li Zhenbang's words did make some sense. Moreover, the old ghost couldn't beat Li Zhenbang, so he could only let Li Zhenbang pretend.

"By the way, as far as I know, there is no news about the Holy Grail of the Undead on the market. According to what you said, the Holy Grail is missing. Even if no one finds it, there should be some news in the world." Li Zhenbang suddenly asked road. .c0m

The old ghost raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Zhenbang proudly. The meaning is obvious. Wasn't your kid very crazy just now? Aren't you pretending to know astronomy from above, geography from below, people and people, five hundred years in advance and five hundred years in the future? Why did you come to ask me about something difficult so quickly?

"Are you going to say it or not?" Li Zhenbang glared at the old ghost fiercely, the threat in his eyes was clear.

Li Zhenbang doesn't care or care about the value and significance of this Holy Grail to the undead tribe. What Li Zhenbang cares about is what impact the Holy Grail will have on Li Ruoyue!

"Actually, there is no news about the Holy Grail in the world. The Holy Grail is the name of our undead clan. Others call our Holy Grail the Blood Demon Bowl." The old ghost responded hurriedly.

"What? Blood Demon Bowl?" Li Zhenbang's pupils shrank and he couldn't help blurting out. Remember the website address of this website, www. Biquxu． Com for easy reading next time, or enter " " in Baidu to enter this site