Chapter 427: The Street of Bones

Chapter 421 – Corpse Bone Street

Owen just looked for a few moments before coming to the desk and finding a few slightly outdated notebooks according to his memory, obviously the predecessor was not a serious person, because he kept a diary.

Looking for these diaries mainly because the predecessor’s soul has long been eroded by the power of death tattered and incomplete, the brain is also damaged, even if Owen is also difficult to dig out all the memories, can only be obtained from the diary for more information, so as to better disguise the identity of the eye.

The sad and happy life recorded in the diary did not set off any waves in Owen’s heart, because there are many more miserable than the predecessor, such as the poor in the lower city who are not even worth much to be recycled as garbage.

However, although the predecessor’s experience was a bit miserable, it had a slight bottom line, rarely taking the initiative to buy goods, that is, going out and catching the living back to be processed, unless there is an order, otherwise most of them chose to pay money to acquire, no matter if it was sent by someone or sent to the door by themselves, it was the same, and then processed and sold it to the undead casters who were not willing to spend more time to deal with the corpses and bones.

Then Owen rummaged through the back of the jar in which the organs had been soaked to retrieve his predecessor’s stash of family money, not much more than a bag of gold coins, a book of spells, a few rare materials, and a slightly outdated swivel pistol.

Although the shape was a bit peculiar, it couldn’t change the fact that it was a revolver.

Skillfully pouting open the pistol, revealing the nest of bullets loaded with six rounds of ammunition, pouring the bullets into his hand, the cartridge, the cartridge case, the primer, all of them are decent, and after the alchemy treatment, the shelf life is long.

Seeing this thing outside the territory, Owen was not much surprised.

As I said before, the empire actually developed firearms a long time ago, and even equipped a large number of troops, only to be limited by a variety of problems and canceled, but the principle of firearms is not difficult, so it has been circulating everywhere, if the alchemist is willing to, it is easy to hand rub a hand, but in this world is not very practical, cost-effective is not high.

First of all, the maker must know alchemy, and secondly, the user has to go through a period of training, during which the ammunition consumed can be money.

This leads to firearms simply can not be equipped on a large scale military, at least like this kind of ammunition in one of the exquisite firearms can not, the cost is too high, even before Owen’s territory has been initially realized steam industrialization can not be done.

And a small amount of equipment to the elite professionals is also not very suitable, because the strength of the low can not play a big role, the strength of the high simply do not see, after all, a simple protection magic and a piece of defensive magic equipment is enough to make the projectile lose lethality, that is, the advantages of this point of surprise.

Nowadays, the rate of firearms equipment in the Northland is very high, at the same time, with the expansion of the sacred shield which is also equipped with firearms, firearms are back in vogue, but it is still very restrictive, and it is difficult to occupy the mainstream position.

The predecessor was only an apprentice and lacked the means, so he purchased one at a high price for self-defense, but he didn’t dare to be practical easily because most of his customers here were undead casters, and the deterrence brought by firearms really wasn’t as high as he imagined, so that’s why he kept it hidden inside.

After inspecting it, Owen casually put it back, and then began to organize the papers and books on the table.

Because most of the undead casters had no bottom line, the research in human body and biology had advanced by leaps and bounds, such as muscles, bones, internal organs, blood vessels, nerves, hormones and so on, the undead casters had already had a very deep understanding, only to use all these in the creation of the undead and torture.

The predecessor’s mind is not yet fully warped, so the research is a bit skewed, but not out of the range of tolerance, most of which is the transformation of itself and the research of sewing monsters.

The former was due to a desperate desire for power, trying to increase its affinity for the power of death, such as implanting undead parts.

As for whether it was reliable or not, we’d know when we saw Owen’s success in taking over the body.

The latter was purely for preparation after advancing to necromancer, but it was slightly brighter. Overall, this knowledge was of little value to Owen, after the body became a god, the data base stockpiled at the Flame Empress had long since been copied by him in the Divine Kingdom, and could be called upon at any time, so there was only a little reference value.

Owen, who had little interest, simply cleaned up a bit, then familiarized himself with those tools, then went to the attic.

The attic was the place where the predecessor slept and rested, it was very monotonous, apart from the necessary living items, there wasn’t a single extra one, obviously in pursuit of a breakthrough, living a life of austerity.

After wandering around, Owen had a number in mind.

Now he needed to disguise himself as an undead caster apprentice who had made a lucky breakthrough, then slowly show some strength and credit it to the Death Shadow Cult, using it to influence the undead casters in Corpse Street.

The plan was simple, but the difficulty was not low, after all, there were just too many bullies in Secret Silver City, in case they touched anyone’s interests, war was inevitable.

Fighting is not afraid, even if the war of the gods, Owen is not false, after all, the main world is currently known only the noble goddess of a median god, and the other is not a lower god, or can only project the power over the extra-terrestrial evil gods, but not open him.

That is, once the war, he this dark chess is finished, it seems to be more careful.

Originally just a casual move, but Owen began to be concerned, one is in the secret silver city found a demigod, there are many evil god sects, another reason is in the depths of the secret silver city seems to hide something, he vaguely feel related to himself, this makes him very curious.

At first, Owen thought that it was an illusion, but to be able to attract a demigod and a group of evil gods to pile up here, his feeling was nine times out of ten true, he just didn’t know what was hidden.

Owen didn’t like surprises, so developing forces and nailing down nails in Secret Silver City became a crucial thing.

Time passed quickly in his thoughts, the long bells gradually spread down from the upper city, the middle city also rang the bells, and this represented the alternation of day and night.

The underground world is not divided into day and night, but the residents still need to rest, but also to facilitate business transactions, so according to the surface of the black and white rotation, every time the bell rings, it represents the beginning of the rotation.

After the bell rang, the midtown area gradually calmed down, because all the residents here knew that the time belonging to them had already passed, and if they didn’t want to die on the streets, then going home as soon as possible would be the best choice.

However, the street of corpses and bones was an exception, with a mist rising for no reason, this place became lively instead, the skeletons piled up on the street corners, the zombies sleeping in the cellars, the ghosts perched in the attics, and the bloods living in the castle began to stroll on the streets, and occasionally even said hello, looking very harmonious.

The stores on the street were also open for business, with good grave soil, delicious souls, fresh blood, and carefully prepared corpse oil, able to satisfy all the needs of the undead.

Although there were many messy things in Secret Silver City, the undead were still the most special, because the boundary between life and death could not be broken, so slowly, the undead would only start to move after the bells that represented the night had rung, and this also meant that Owen’s business had begun.

(End of chapter)