After getting acquainted with the Savage Players, Gu Xi put away the Godslayer Army, jumped onto the wyvern, and followed them up to the top of the valley.
By then, quite a few Savage Players had gathered above the valley.
Some carried things while others hauled them, moving large quantities of supplies out of the overturned train cars.
Gu Xi noticed that what they valued most were the several cars of coffins.
Whenever a coffin was brought out, it was specially sent to a player who looked like a Necromancer for processing.
This player looked to be around thirty. His white hair resembled withered grass, and his hands were so dry they looked as though they had just been dug out of the earth.
When Gu Xi arrived, the player sensed something as well and looked up in his direction.
Gu Xi noticed that the player's face had shriveled considerably, and beneath his eyes, he did not even have a nose.
"Ju Chou of Gale Bull, who is this?"
"Fan Qiang of Dead Soul. This big brother, he is..."
The Savage Player who had brought Gu Xi up was visibly stunned. After talking with Gu Xi for so long, he still did not know what to call him.
"Undead Breath."
Gu Xi calmly gave his name. "Did you organize this train robbery?"
Upon hearing that, the Necromancer before him sized Gu Xi up once more.
He found that Gu Xi did not look like a Necromancer at all. He wore an ordinary set of leather armor casually, held a Civilization Staff in his hand, and seemed to be...
Wait.
A thought suddenly flashed through Necromancer Fan Qiang's mind.
"A Death Lord? You must be insane. How could someone like you appear in the wilderness? They never should have let you