Chapter 2082: Encapsulation

"Could it be that reason?"

King Gulas touched his chin and muttered to himself. He remembered that he had specifically asked Giant Axe about the Wangyou series of drinks before leaving the Hearthstone Tavern.

The Great Axe didn't know much about this, and he was actually not interested in it. In the opinion of the dwarf elder, as long as it had an effect, it was enough, so what to do?

However, Great Axe told King Gulaas what he knew, including the concept of "encapsulation".

"what?"

The flame of the soul in Elizabeth's eyes was beating, and she was already interested in it.

"Um, I don't know much." Wang Gulas organized the language in his heart, "According to the information I know, this is actually a special method of engraving magic inscriptions, integrated in a specific environment. In it, as if it cannot be observed by others without special methods."

The sound of words in the room disappeared, and the patter of rain and faint thunder came from outside, and it sounded dimly and vaguely, as if they were separated by a long distance.

Elizabeth's boned fingers wrapped in bandages lightly touched the table top, and the crisp voice sounded quite harsh in such an environment.

The spirit and other undead creatures in the room were silent, and seemed to be quite afraid of it.

"And then? Nothing?" Elizabeth broke the silence.

"Nothing." Wang Gulas also noticed the strange atmosphere, the cold atmosphere seemed to be able to directly penetrate deep into the bones, "The boss was not there when I went to the Hearthstone Tavern, and the people there didn't know the specifics. What the situation is like, I can't find anyone if I want to ask."

Fortunately, the lich lord was reasonable, and after a palpitating silence lasted for a few seconds, the chill quietly dissipated, causing King Gulas to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"I need a detailed analysis." Elizabeth stood up and picked up the bottle of Wangyou wine again. "Do you still use this thing?"

"Bring it here for you to analyze." Wang Gulas waved his hand quite casually. "Besides, there are only ten gold coins, which can be purchased at any time. That is, the tavern has a special rule. You can only buy it once a day. ."

"Oh? Is there such a rule?" Elizabeth let out a hoarse laugh, "Can't you let other people buy it?"

King Gulas was stunned, and to be honest, he hadn't thought about it in this direction.

Reaching out and grabbing his hair, Wang Gulas said uncertainly: "It should be... okay?"

If there is no clear statement, then the label is not forbidden, at least he thinks so.

"Oh, I have some interest in this tavern."

After leaving this sentence, Elizabeth's figure disappeared in the room like a mirror flower.

As a powerful lich, and still in his own territory, he can easily teleport magic instantly.

With Elizabeth's departure, the atmosphere in the room became significantly more relaxed. The originally silent creatures gradually became active. The specific manifestations were the lamp holder stretched out, the rag wiped the red wine spilled on the table before, and the two tea cups were talking with the teapot. The taste of tea today, the spoon feels that the temperature is a bit low...

King Gulas continued to eat.

Anyway, I'm here, so I'll have enough to eat.

The room is noisy, and various undead creatures talk and gossip, telling many unknown things in the death woodland and the death castle.

As the only living person here, Wang Gulas was immersed in the food and feasted.

In fact, from a realistic point of view, as an undead creature, a powerful lich, Elizabeth actually has no need to eat at all. The other undead in the death castle are the same, at least not having to eat normal food.

But even so, there are still places like kitchens in the castle, and these undead had no shortage of master chef-level existences.

As for the specific reasons, it is actually very simple to think about.

From a human being to a lich, there are many things that I have lost, maybe I just don’t want to forget my past as a human...

"thanks for treatment."

Wang Gulas quickly put down the tableware, took a napkin and wiped his mouth to thank him politely.

There is still a lot of food on the table. He must not be able to finish it alone. As for the other undead in the room, they don't need to eat.

"Your satisfaction is my pleasure."

The girl in the white maid costume leaned slightly, impeccable etiquette.

Wang Gulas naturally recognized her, Wakaba, the maid of Death Castle, and also the housekeeper here, with a very high talent for cooking.

"Then what, if there is nothing wrong, I will leave first." Wang Gulas stood up and said goodbye, mainly because he felt that Elizabeth would not get any useful conclusions for a while, "You will go directly to the City of Steel to find me. That’s fine, I usually don’t have much to do."

There is a distance between the Death Woodland and the City of Steel. After all, such a place where countless undeads are entrenched, if it is directly located on the edge of the City of Steel, the residents of the city would not dare to sleep at night.

King Gulas came here mainly through the natural transmission channel, which is very common in scenes like the world of Koror, and the stable space channel connects two different areas.

"Understood." Ruoye replied gracefully, then did not know where he took out an umbrella and handed it to Wang Gulaas, "It is raining outside. If the guests don't mind, you can stay in the castle overnight or wait for the rain. Stop and leave."

Wang Gulas glanced out the window: "Forget it, I don't think the rain will stop for a while."

To be honest, he didn't want to stay here overnight at all.

Although there is not much to worry about safety, but as a living being among countless undead, it is not quite right.

The door of the castle slowly opened, and the sound of violent rain instantly filled the ears, and the violent wind wrapped in fine drops of water on the skin, bringing bursts of coolness.

Boom!

The sound of thunder resounded across the sky, and the snake-like thunder illuminates the entire sky in an instant. The dark and ink clouds are like viscous and muddy mud surging, and they seem to be some kind of soft living creatures, firmly entrenched. Above the entire sky, covering the sun and the moon.

The forests in the distance have also turned into shadowy shadows in the dark, full of malice against the living.

King Gulas opened the black umbrella in his hand, thought about it, and stretched out his other palm. The magic power gathered at his fingertips, shining brightly in the dark sky.

As the fingers flicked across, the magic inscriptions gradually converged into a complete magic, which turned into an invisible barrier around the body of King Gulas, blocking out the cold wind and rain.

As for the umbrella, it is still necessary, after all, this is a human habit.