Chapter 206: The Name of My Lord

"I am a servant of the Lord of the Undead, patrolling the world on his behalf."

A deep and loud voice suddenly rang out from the dog people's minds, startling them. They looked at the Skeleton Knight with uncertainty in their eyes.

Can this undead speak?

Being able to speak means being able to communicate!

When they reach the level of Skeleton Knights, their soul fire is condensed enough, and their wisdom is not inferior to that of humans, or even surpasses that of humans. They no longer rely entirely on the soul network. If they want to communicate, they can directly vibrate the other party's soul, so that the other party can hear their voice and understand what they mean.

The Skeleton Knight's words revealed a lot of information. The old patriarch pondered. From the meaning of his words, it seemed that the other party did not regard them as enemies and had no intention of killing them. Instead, he killed the lizardmen riding on dragon beasts and saved them. So, it can be inferred that the other party regarded himself as a person from the undead territory?

Are we subordinates of the undead?

When did this happen? How come I don’t know?

The old dog-man chief was confused for a moment, and suddenly felt at a loss, standing there in a daze.

The Skeleton Knight waited for a moment, and when he saw that the old patriarch hadn't moved, his soul fire flickered twice, and he asked with some dissatisfaction, "Why are you silent? Are you dissatisfied with my lord?"

Sensing the dissatisfaction of the voice in his head, the old dog-man chief immediately came to his senses. His knees gave way and he fell to the ground, burying his head in the dirt. He trembled and said, "No, I dare not. We are honored to be a member of the great Lord of the Undead."

Satisfied, the Skeleton Knight nodded and said, "We are here to track down those dragon lizardmen. Do you know where those cavalrymen came from?"

Before leaving, Li Ziyu had already warned the Skeleton Knights that the tribes living in this wasteland would be of use to him in the future. He told the Skeleton Knights not to kill indiscriminately. Their mission was to find the trace of the Dragon Lizard Lord and try their best to protect the tribes in the wasteland.

This is how the Skeleton Knight strangled the Dragon Lizard Knight.

Hearing the Skeleton Knight's question, the old Dogman chief said with a bitter expression, "I don't know either. Everything was peaceful at first, but they suddenly attacked our tribe. We didn't even realize it. Look around us, so many of us have died, let alone where they came from."

The Skeleton Knight looked around and saw that the things left outside by the Dogmen were in a mess. Many houses had collapsed and some places were on fire. If they didn't show up, the Dragon Lizard Knight would kill all the Dogmen, steal their supplies, and probably burn the entire tribe to ashes.

This was also their usual practice. On the way here, the Skeleton Knight had discovered several such tribes. The tribesmen who failed to escape were killed and burned into dry bones.

Since the old dog-man chief didn't know where the dragon-lizard cavalry came from, they were useless. The Skeleton Knight was too lazy to waste any more time and turned his horse around to leave, but the old chief hurriedly stood up and blocked his way.

"Powerful Undead Knight, please stay."

"Um?"

"Are we now the descendants of the Great Lord of the Dead?"

This question has just been lingering in the mind of the old dog-man chief. He couldn't understand why he became the side of the undead when he saw them for the first time today. What was going on?

The Skeleton Knight stared at the old patriarch who was blocking his way and spoke again in a deep and powerful voice, "This land, this wasteland, all belongs to my Undead Clan. The tribes on it, and the people within them, are all my Undead subordinates. Do you have any doubts?"

After defeating the coalition of cancerous races, the Undead became the most powerful in this remote wasteland, and no other indigenous people could compete with them. So this land and its various tribes belonged to the Undead.

Of course, Li Ziyu is not that overbearing. You can choose not to acknowledge it, it doesn't matter. The ending will just not be good. Li Ziyu will not attack the indigenous people at will and will try to live in peace with them as much as possible. But if they are ungrateful, want to make trouble, and hinder his development, then they are his enemies, and Li Ziyu will not show mercy to his enemies.

He sent out the Skeleton Knights, whose first mission was to find the whereabouts of the Dragon Lizard Lord, and whose second mission was to tell the tribes in this wasteland that they all belonged to him. He was notifying them.

I was busy with research before and skipped over this matter, but now I’m making up for it.

He dared not have any doubts. The old dog-man chief was very self-aware. Facing the skeleton knights who were more powerful than the lizardmen, he dared not speak carelessly. In case the other party listed him as an enemy, they would die very quickly.

Compared with face, what the tribesmen need is to survive. As for the so-called freedom, many small and medium-sized tribesmen actually do not value it. Survival is hard enough without enough food and clothing. What is the point of face and freedom? The key is to make a living first. Survival is the key.

It is not a bad thing to rely on the strong, but the environment in the wilderness makes the tribes not trust the strong. The strong may not be good to them, may not let them have enough to eat, and will more often plunder their already limited supplies, making their situation even more difficult.

This is like a poor person who finds a landlord to rely on. The landlord takes advantage of you and extorts you every day, depriving you of the little food you already have. When you are in trouble, the landlord says to you, "I am poor too, and you don't have any surplus food. You have to figure it out yourself." It's the same principle.

Therefore, most tribes in the wilderness are shouting for freedom. They would rather live a hard life than become dependent on large tribes.

But now it is not a question of whether they depend on us or not. The undead have declared that this land belongs to them, and the tribes on the land are under their control. I am not asking you to depend on me, but I am making this unilateral declaration.

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