"Dear Lord Soth!

I just invite you to a fun game on behalf of the great host.

Passing through the portal in front of you, you will arrive at an ancient tomb deep in the desert.

It is filled with various mechanisms, traps, undead creatures and monsters.

As long as you can solve them and find the entrance to the next level, you can get corresponding rewards.

At the bottom of the tomb, there is a "Book of the Dead" which records a series of precious necromancy knowledge, including the transformation of liches and vampires.

If you can find it, it's yours.

And I promise that no one will harass or attack the caravan while you are in the game."

After reading the contents of the letter, Zuo Si immediately frowned subconsciously: "An invitation letter? Asking me to participate in a game? And there are rewards? What on earth does the other party want to do?"

He really couldn't believe that the mastermind behind such a big fuss would actually make such a seemingly "ridiculous" and simple request.

Because he was always used to analyzing problems from a rational and logical perspective, Zuo Si was simply unable to understand the motives behind it.

Especially the mysterious man on the sand dune not far away, who has at least mastered high-level magic of the seventh to eighth rings.

But even so, he was just a servant who obeyed the orders of his "master".

How powerful should the "master" who hides behind the scenes and controls everything be?

"What's in the letter?" Ai Luolin asked warily.

If it weren't for the education she received since childhood that prevented her from doing anything too rude, she would have snatched it away and taken a look to see if there was any evil conspiracy.

"Don't worry, it's just an invitation.

You mentioned before the powerful evil force that looms over this land and hoped that I could play a game with them.

Also, I really don't recommend you touch this letter.

Because if I am not mistaken, this thing is made of specially processed humanoid scalps and contains extremely powerful necromancy magic power."

As he spoke, Zuo Si spread out the piece of paper with a very special touch in his hand and showed it to Ai Luolin.

As we all know, human skin is a "material" that is often used in necromancy magic.

Some books and scrolls that record evil and forbidden knowledge often use a large amount of human skin.

In addition, a few mentally twisted and crazy necromancers will use human skin to make gloves, cloaks, boots, belts and other equipment.

Just to be able to add more and more powerful necromancy magic on it.

But few people know that the "skin" on a person's body that can carry the most magical energy is actually the area above the brow bone and close to the crown of the head.

The great necromancer Asta once used a large number of scalps peeled off from slaves to create a "Scroll of Commanding the Dead".

It can be used directly to control large numbers of low-level undead creatures with little intelligence.

"Human skin! How did you tell the difference?" Ai Luolin's face changed slightly.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."

Zuo Si replied meaningfully, then turned around and said to the merchant who was about to piss his pants with fear: "Sorry, Bernard. I may have to leave for a while. You and the caravan stay where you are and don't move."

"Are you...are you sure you want to accept such an invitation?" Bernard asked in a slightly trembling voice.

Obviously! The huge portal made of bones and flesh standing not far away really scared him.

After all, a mere pirate captain Harlet was able to force him into a helpless state, let alone a high-level spellcaster who looked very difficult to deal with.

He knew very well that with his current strength, he could at best deal with spellcasters who mastered spells below the sixth ring, which was between LV11 and LV12.

A mysterious force like this that can treat spellcasters of the seventh and eighth rings as servants will be useless even if it joins forces with Alena.

What's more, the other party did not force Zuo Si into a desperate situation at all, but only invited him to participate in a "small game".

He had been forced to participate in similar "games" more than once by the Archnecromancer Asta when he was in the tower of the floating city.

Almost every few months, all apprentices would be thrown into some unknown wilderness, underground cave, or ancient tomb for assessment.

Only those who find the exit alive are qualified.

As for those who didn't make it out alive, they either turned into a rotten and smelly corpse, or were eaten by wild beasts until they were unrecognizable and only bones remained.

"Oh - all right. Please be careful. I will lead the caravan here to wait for your safe return."

Bernard sighed slightly, turned back to the caravan, and organized the hired civilians and slaves to calm the frightened camels one by one.

Zuo Si stared at the soldiers and followers summoned by the cards and asked: "Are you ready?"

"Of course! I can't wait to burn something."

Alena raised her right index finger and released a blinding red flame from her fingertip.

The soldier patted his chest hard and replied in a deep voice: "Obeying your orders is the meaning of my existence!"

Hearing the two's statements, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "Very good! Then let's go, the sooner we go, the sooner we can return."

"Wait! Master! We also want to go with you!" the werewolf girl Fangus shouted hurriedly.

"you?"

Looking at these eager little werewolves, Zuo Si couldn't help but smiled and shook his head: "Forget it. It's better for you to stay here and protect the caravan. At least before you complete all the training, you are not qualified to participate in this kind of game."

"What about me?"

The orc warrior Rhett pointed at his nose.

"You can follow us. But I have to warn you in advance that the mortality rate of participating in this kind of game is very high." Zuo Si issued a direct warning.

This is why he initially chose to bring only two creatures summoned by cards into the portal.

After all, you can be resurrected after death.

But Rhett shrugged his shoulders and said generously: "It doesn't matter. From the moment I became a warrior, I knew I was destined to fight and die. I would rather die gloriously in battle against a powerful enemy than be a coward who runs away."

"I like brave and fearless warriors. Come on, let's go and see what interesting things are hidden in this ancient tomb."

After saying that, Zuo Si signaled the soldier to take the lead and walk into the portal first, followed by himself as the second, and then Alena and Rhett.

Finally, there was the holy knight Ai Luolin, who swore an oath to follow Zuo Si wherever he went.

When all five people passed through the energy vortex and disappeared without a trace, the portal suddenly began to become extremely unstable.

It automatically shuts down in about ten seconds.

Only a huge and bloody portal of flesh and bones remained standing in the desert.

The mysterious man on the sand dunes in the distance stood silently, neither leaving nor approaching, making everyone in the caravan feel very nervous.

After all, the necromancy spells he had cast before were enough to make most people feel fear and despair.

(End of this chapter)