A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Melinda followed her superior through the door.

She curiously and cautiously sized up everyone who was already present.

In just an instant.

Her pupils contracted violently because she saw an extremely tall and burly figure sitting in the middle of the conference room.

The weight of that person, or rather, the weight of the armour on his back, was too exaggerated. He actually collapsed the table in the middle of the conference room.

However, facing this scene…

The others sitting next to him were indifferent.

This was because the person in front of them, who was covered in super armour, was the number two figure in the entire space undead force.

[General].

His status was even higher than the exiled Prince of Undead.

Under the hint of her superior's gaze.

Melinda obediently found a corner and sat down.

Soon, she identified the identities of most of the members in the meeting.

Other than the second-in-command, the general.

There were also three captains.

The old system of " military rank" was still followed within the Storluk industry.

Space spirits usually didn't have names.

However, they would definitely have their own positions or military ranks.

After joining Storluk Industries for so many years, Melinda had long known that the existence of a captain was second only to the " Frost King," " General," and " Prince."

Storluk Industries originally had six captains.

These captains did not have names.

When they interacted with each other, they would address each other by the Totem God that their respective troops worshipped in ancient times.

Therefore, these six captains were given the six prefixing names of eagle, monkey, dog, cow, snake, and elephant.

In theory.

A major meeting personally convened by the general.

Other than Captain Elephant, who was on good terms with the Frost King and was responsible for guarding the port, the other captains should have attended.

However, there were only three people in front of her.

Moreover, the three of them also emitted an unusual aura.

Melinda couldn't help but feel a strange atmosphere.

She could feel it.

The atmosphere in the conference room was different from before.

This was very rare for space undead.

In her past knowledge, these spirit bodies that wrapped themselves in iron cans would definitely not have any emotional fluctuations!

This was an old troop of the Antu Empire.

They possessed powerful spiritual energy and the unique energy of the universe, the Source of Death.

These two factors ensured that the space undead could have extremely strong individual strength, and at the same time, developed a relatively advanced industrial production civilization.

Compared to Aindor.

Everything that the space dead souls displayed had the temperament of an invincible expert.

This made Melinda extremely fascinated.

She had once studied the psionic powers of the space spirits in depth. Unlike the Giza people, who were unrestrained in the development of psionic powers, the psionic powers of the space spirits were more inclined to actual combat and application.

Most of the time, their spiritual energy was dependent on various weapons to be effective.

Moreover, this weapon had to be forged from a special metal.

Even so.

By conquering the planet of Storluk, they had successfully developed the industrial chain they wanted and developed all kinds of psionic equipment that suited them.

All of this greatly armed the space undead, who had become extremely weak due to wandering in space.

Because she had personally witnessed the space undead's demonstration of psionic powers and actual combat.

Melinda was so adamant that they would conquer Aindor sooner or later.

Moreover, she benefited from Storluk Industries.

Originally, Melinda was just an ordinary person with some Purgatory blood.

However, under the psionic modification of Storluk Industries, she had mastered extraordinary magic power.

Unfortunately.

The necromancer who had recruited her to join the Storluk industry had left for some reason a few years ago.

Although the boss who later took over the management of the magic consultant department was also very easy to talk to, Melinda was more or less treated as a fringe.

Otherwise, according to the transcendental status of the Magic Counseling Department, which was directly under the military committee of the Antu Empire's expeditionary army, the Magic Counseling Department would be able to handle the military affairs of the expedition army.

She should have gotten the chance to advance to Legend a long time ago…

No.

There was still a chance!

She knew how much Storluk Industries wanted the land of Aindor.

As long as she could help them.

Legend was not a dream!

"You have to give us an explanation!

" All of our men have vanished into thin air. Not a single one of them is left, including Gondola. Do you know how great an alchemist he is? We sent a total of three Da Zhi to Aindor to work with you, and now two of them are dead!

" If you can't give me a satisfactory result, we will consider placing you on the enemy list!"

A fierce roar sounded in the meeting room.

Melinda's imagination was interrupted.

She focused her eyes.

A three-dimensional light screen hung from the ceiling of the first meeting room. On the light screen was an alchemist carrying a huge gas tank.

His head was pointy, and there was a shining golden lightning nameplate on his forehead. Even if it were a projection, it would still make people feel that it was too bright.

It was the alchemist, Hu Mang.

The upper echelons of the Squid Fleet.

It was also one of the twelve 'Da Zhi' that alchemists admired the most.

According to Melinda's understanding.

The " Da Zhi " of the squid alchemists was probably stronger than ordinary legendary mages, and some of them might have the power of a superior legend or even higher.