"Dear Sir!" The big skeleton was in a panic. Of course it knew what was going on - and facing Knob Four was much more cause for alarm than facing Willy Shaw. "As for Mr. Devil's assassination plan... I say! I will tell you right now!"
"Okay." Knob Four manipulated the body of the arcane scholar and used his hand to grab the upper arm bone of the foreman in front of him, making it surrender. Willy Xiao's eyes, which were originally an anxious dark yellow, were superimposed on the ghost's gray eyes. Instead, it appears shrewd, majestic, and unfathomable. The big skeleton was so frightened by such a gaze that its joints shook and its throat creaked.
Knob four supports it, allowing those messy sound fragments to gradually spell out complete words:
"Each necropolis has its own killing team. You know." Foreman Skeleton began to say, "And the members of the killer organization are selected from the elite. You can ask them. Dear sir." It said in a trembling voice Weiwei, Knob Four slightly released the bones in his hand, allowing it to relax a little.
The skeleton engineer took a breath:
"Your family has given you the honor of living in resentment. I believe you can just cross that swamp. Ask them directly.
Alternatively, you can walk into the heart of the crypt and find the Killing Squad in the chamber of blood and ash. They may also be able to tell you a few words. And that’s all I know. Absolutely true. Please believe me. "
"Very good. Especially the part about my family. I believe you." Knob Four encouraged coldly without blinking an eye, "Unfortunately, everything you said was already known to me in advance. ."
"Then...what else do you want from me?" The skeleton foreman was confused. Knob Four had a straight face and was confident - he knew what he looked like in the eyes of others, but he was the only one who knew that he had no intention of asking the Skeleton Foreman for anything now. He had already done half of what he should have done - to prevent Willy Shaw from revealing the secrets that should obviously be kept.
The other half he planned to do immediately: make sure the Big Skull kept the same secret.
"No matter what we just said to you, or what we are about to say to you. You have to act like you didn't hear it."
He put his translucent hand on the gray skull of the skeleton foreman and pulled out the iron nail.
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"The Killing Realm is the place where truth is decomposed. Here, undead creatures living in groups gather in the 'necropolis' with multiple defenses, and spend most of their time living in those lightless catacombs.
There are no creatures more suitable for living in groups than they are.
The fundamental reason is that in such a place, compared to ghosts, insect brains and soul-like creatures, undead creatures - that is, undead creatures, as a kind of material creatures, are a truly vulnerable group. Undead creatures move slowly, have ordinary minds, and have limited abilities. They cannot understand many concepts due to material limitations. It is difficult for individuals wandering around to survive alone.
But the other side of the coin is: these guys don’t have to survive alone out there. These guys don't like light, don't like water, don't like fresh air - 'dislike' here doesn't mean likes or dislikes, it's just an expression of their lack of desire. They do not require most known energy sources to provide biopower.
What many residents of the non-killing realm cannot imagine is that undead creatures can be said to be the most gentle and docile creatures. They can stick together like building blocks and be manipulated at will. The block at the bottom will never complain about the block at the top. They smell bad but sit very close to each other. They don't talk bad about each other behind each other's backs - because it's just too difficult for these guys.
When you beat them with all your strength, you don't have to worry that they will waste your energy and energy, try a struggle that you can't subdue, or make an escape that you can't catch up with. When you eat them, they don't deliberately make themselves difficult to digest, thereby embarrassing your digestive system.
For predators and bullies, they give the greatest degree of obedience and response, so that the other party can feel absolutely satisfied with this harming process without any psychological burden——
This is their natural ability:
public enemy.
Of course, there are always exceptions. Other creatures are more or less resistant to this natural ability. In some peace-loving areas, even undead creatures can be treated gently when faced with certain races. Such a discussion once broke out in Yuhengzhe Garden:
Should a guy who is hated by all other creatures and can be harmed without any empathy have the same rights as other creatures? These guys were originally dead, so are they still alive?
The result was naturally the absence of all members of the Killing Domain representatives, putting this debate on hold almost permanently.
In any case, in the Killing Domain, undead creatures are treated fairly. The bug brain preys on them normally - not playing with them for too long. The ghosts just messed around with them casually. All violence is in moderation.
It must be mentioned that six centuries ago, several outstanding spirits worked together to help these guys build the prototype of the underground palace, which was also their initial shelter. These spirits also nurtured and transformed the undead's own leaders - these guys were called necromancers, and later the graveyard lords.
The current necropolis is the expansion of the shelter that was first built for the undead in that era. The strong protection between the inner and outer caves is still in effect today and requires permission to enter.
Why do these undead neighbors help them? The resistance caused by living together for a long time is naturally one aspect, but the disruptive discoveries introduced by new cognitive advances also need to be mentioned here——
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From the latest discoveries, it can be concluded that undead creatures are the creatures that most obey the laws of the plane in the Killing Domain. The process of these guys transforming into new members is part of the decomposition, and they themselves are constantly rotting and decaying. This allows those patterns to run smoothly and have somewhere to go.
It is these listless skeletons, zombies, and zombies that can be seen everywhere, which are the basis for the stable operation and stable existence of the killing domain plane. Rather than the insect brain that most scholars had previously believed to be dominant in terms of strength and size.
Maybe that's why these guys are protected by this plane.
Or, the real reason is even simpler than this..."
——"Nine Planes Comprehensive Edition·Killing Realm·Undead Gathering Group"
Written by Chant Sinkardez
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Knob Four took the iron nail and floated towards the inner cave of the necropolis. Suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind.
