MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 256 distant

  The final solution is to detain all these people.

   "They are unaware of the fact that they are dead, which is a good thing in a sense. But I still don't understand how they managed to maintain this level of intelligence?"

   After controlling everyone, Flaro asked suspiciously.

  The undead magic is driven by memory, it is the echo after death, or in other words, it is the reverberation inscribed in time. How much memory can be awakened directly determines the strength of a Necromancer's ability. However, even the strongest necromancer could not create an undead that resembled a resurrection state like the one in front of him.

   "Their self-consciousness is almost alive...except that they don't admit they're dead."

   Nezmaar, who helped take care of the survivors, added.

   Said, the two of them turned their eyes to William, as if expecting to get an answer from him.

   As the theoretically strongest undead magic caster in the world, if even he can’t answer this question, I’m afraid no one will know the answer to the question.

   "This matter will be discussed later... The immediate priority is the disposal of these people."

   For their expectant gaze, William could only bluntly divert the topic.

   Because he doesn't know how the rotten lady does it.

  There is an iron law in undead magic, that is: the caster may be able to summon undead stronger than the corpse's strength, but it cannot restore the undead that is exactly the same as the corpse.

The essence of undead magic is to awaken memory, but memory itself is an ambiguous thing, and there is often a huge difference between memory and truth - all legends and history are memories that have been distorted and exaggerated to a certain extent, so The more on the ancient corpse, the more exaggerated power can be awakened.

   This is also why necromancers are not very interested in freshly dead corpses, but are keen to collect older corpses. Without the bonus of history and legends, the upper limit of those fresh corpses will not exceed the strength of the deceased.

   And the undead of the forest elves in front of them broke this iron law. Not only do they have the same intelligence as ordinary people, but their strength is exactly the same as "before they were alive", and they can even use their soulless bodies to enslave those beast spirits engraved on their skins.

  William can only temporarily think that this is the embodiment of some kind of power of Camilla, although he does not know which power of the other party corresponds to this phenomenon.

But just a glimpse of another timeline earlier shows that the timeline that really gave birth to "Lady Hungry and Rotten" should be composed of a group of undead self-directed and self-acted, one purely "dead" Kingdom" of Ravenwood.

   Hundreds of thousands of deceased people, pretending that they are not dead, play the role of the stage, and maintain synchronization with the current timeline.

   "Also...also."

   Flaro looked at William's serious expression and nodded, not daring to question his words. However, after she looked around suspiciously for a few times, she couldn't help but ask:

   "So what should we do with it?"

  's proposal to send them all to the Ruins of Ossis or the Land of Eternal Night in the Far North has been rejected by William.

   "Send them all to the Moon Realm."

  William answered briefly.

   "Moon Realm?!"

   For this suggestion, Flaro was shocked.

   "The concept of time in the moon realm is different from the present world..."

   "But if you do this, don't you have to make deals with those Moon Lords or Void Kings?"

  Once these people are sent into the hands of those high-ranking lunar existences, what will happen is beyond their control.

"unnecessary."

   But the other party just shook his head and replied. As he spoke, he took out a few blue-blue gems and threw them into the air.

   In Flaro's puzzled eyes, the gems outlined a connection made of electro-optical connections in mid-air, and then opened a portal to an unknown area.

"But if you don't make deals with those high-ranking existences in the moon realm, do you plan to send them all to the unowned area of ​​the moon realm? In that case, as long as they don't pay attention for a while, they will be lost in the storm of the moon realm forever. also…"

The sudden neighing of crows covered the words behind her-in an instant, it seemed that thousands of crows emerged from the temporary portal, they gathered in a flock on the sky of the tree hole, and then they became a group of crows. Thousands of blood-red eyes opened in that cloud.

  Except for William and Nezemar, everyone else covered their heads subconsciously and bent over.

   "I don't need to make a deal with the high-level existence of the moon, at least not for such small things..."

  William looked up at the crow cloud filled with ominousness and despair and answered.

   Following his words, the crows coiled in mid-air swirled and gathered into a dark and reddish tornado, and then gradually transformed into a human shape.

   A slender and tall young man with pale skin like a drowned person appeared in front of William. He gave a deep salute and then said respectfully:

   "I came here by order of the father of crows. Lord of my lord, is there anything I need to use here?"

   Seeing this young man again, William smiled unconsciously.

   "I'm glad to see you back, but then again, what should I call you now? It's impossible to continue calling you Crowfeather Prophet, right?"

With the gradual deepening of Black's mastery of the Black Crow's Hope, the current father of the crows can already start to divide his authority like those illusory kings, and create a high-level moon-level existence similar to the "magic general". . However, because the behavior of the demon commander completely composed of authority would be too loyal to his nature, Black reconvened the organization "crows" created by Jackdaw in the past, intending to find people who can and are willing to be upgraded to the existence of the moon, so as to control the authority negative impact.

   In short, it is the authoritative creator of the moon.

   After learning of Black's plan, William recommended him the Crowfeather Prophet who had gone to Black Light City with him to capture the soul fragments, and was then controlled by Jackdaw and eventually abandoned as a candidate.

  After defeating the jackdaws and returning to the world, William visited the throne of Coles that had been silent at sea for hundreds of years. Luckily, there he found the remnant of the Ravenfeather Prophet, which was beyond repair.

   And by elevating it to a high-level existence in the moon realm, it just happens to be able to save his soul that is about to dissipate.

   "Far away, Lord of my lords. My name and authority are far away."

   Saved by William and Black, the demon general named "Distant" replied slightly with his head lowered.

  The despair that comes from being too far away—not just physical distance, but the implicit concept of being able to see the goal and the unreachable.

  Black has divided a total of three powers. "Distant" is the power he divided that is closest to the concept of "despair" itself, which is stronger than "loss" and "helplessness".

  William nodded when he heard the words:

"Distant? No wonder Blake said that there is no one better suited for this task than you... Flallo, please cooperate with this gentleman's work to move those people over and make sure they stay in absolute safety until the end of the matter. place."

   "Ah? Sir William, please wait a moment, are you sure..."

  , who was beside him, didn't dare to speak until this time.

On the one hand, it is because of the existence of a demon general-level Moon Realm, who came to his own city like a visit, which is a challenge to his common sense; on the other hand... This Demon General seems to claim to be a subordinate of the Moon Realm Disaster. ?

   Is she crazy or the world is crazy?

   "Are you sure you want to hand over those people to him... This is a demon-level moon monster, can you trust it?"

   Flaro walked over to William and asked in a low voice.

   In fact, her actions didn't hide anything, she was just showing her vigilance to the other party.

   "He's on my side."

   To this, William just gave a short answer.

"I do not quite understand…"

  Frallo still watched vigilantly at this lunar monster who seemed to be standing in front of him, but as if he would never be able to touch the other side.

"simply put…"

   Yuan Yuan heard the words and turned to look at Flaro, and then explained very politely:

   "My master and I both serve Lord Judge, and his will is our destiny - even if his will is to completely destroy the Moon Realm, we will not hesitate."

   "So, can we begin to do our due diligence, ma'am?"

   Shocked by the emotional aura emanating from the other party, Flaro nodded subconsciously.

   She turned her head, only to see William himself walking towards the teleportation gate that was flashing with electric light.

   "Lord William, where are you going?"

   she asked involuntarily. At this juncture, does he have to leave Cuiyu Province?

   Before stepping into the portal, William replied:

   "Library, regarding the timeline, I need to check some materials."

   There is something about jumping between different histories, and William always feels like he has seen similar accounts in the past.