Vol 9 Chapter 53: Waiting for you to return
After several changes of ownership, Baron Brunzel's manor became more and more ruined. The hills behind the manor were covered with weeds, and dew was rolling under the morning sun.
With a click, the dew drops dropped on a pile of bones that had been coiled up, leaving a faint wet mark.
The bones of the giant snakes trembled slightly, but soon regained their tranquility. Around it, a dorsal winged giant tiger's fur was decayed, flesh was rotten, and yellow pus was flowing across the river. The ghost flaunts its own stink; countless ghosts are floating in the air, and there is no fear of the falling sun ... The hill seems to become a legendary underworld, full of undead.
In the midst of these undead creatures, a skinny man sits on the boulder, his pale and dreary left hand gently strokes the stone surface, and the dark and deep eyes stare quietly at the direction of the city.
At the gate of Wucheng, a middle-aged man in a bishop's robe was walking towards the church with a serious expression.
"Good morning, Lord Bishop." People who passed him said hello. He is the bishop of the city cathedral, Arroyo, second only to the cardinal, a very severe clergyman.
罗 Arroyo drew a cross on his chest and blessed habitually: "The Lord will bless you all."
In this way, he slowly reached the door of the church, stepped down the stairs and entered the gate with the homage of several Paladin servants.
Above the gate, a faint divine light dazzles everything, so that everything looks solemn, and makes the soul clean.
罗 Arroyo stopped in the hall, and prayed earnestly: "Only truth will last!"
Then he left the side door and reported to the Cardinal the beliefs of nearby towns, manors and villages.
After waiting for the report, he started a tour of the entire church to check for omissions and disrespect. After the tour, it will be time to pray, repent and learn.
This is his monotonous life over the past thirty years, but with this life, he has gradually changed from the apprentice pastor following the bishop to the most prominent of this church in the city. The bishop witnessed the rise and fall of many families in the city.
"Thank you for the gift of the Lord." He prayed heartily.
After praying, he found that he had inspected the room with the teleportation array, so he became vigilant and began to confirm that the place was intact. No one else was allowed to enter except for those who were allowed.
"Very good, nothing abnormal." A smile appeared on his serious face, his eyes watching the faint rays of teleportation.
Suddenly, he frowned, and felt that the teleportation array was abnormally abominable and full of evil breath, like the door to **** or the abyss.
想法 An idea popped up in his mind automatically: a clergyman betrayed, "Lord of Hell" invaded here!
"No, you must destroy it!" He who had just made up his mind suddenly had Enlightenment. He could not destroy this teleportation array in a short time by his own magical power. The only way was to concentrate all the power. Explode!
The sacred sense of martyrdom suddenly rises in his heart. Take a step forward and yell:
"Truth lasts forever!"
见 Several apprentice priests who followed him were stunned and looked at the light of Lord Arroyo's body, and then a loud noise made the world dark.
Boom!
The puppet teleportation team was blown apart and the room collapsed.
The Cardinal who presided over this important church sensed this scene in shock, and couldn't believe that the Bishop would betray the Lord and voluntarily destroy the Lord's teleportation array.
Soon after, two nine-ring magic appeared in his mind: invading his mind and weaving memories!
Even the legendary magician may not be able to play these two spells so magically. There is no flaw in the subject, and the subject has no resistance. Voluntarily and automatically achieve the purpose for the caster!
This magician is the hardest to prevent and the most terrible!
Boom!
In another part of the city, the core of the God of Defense array was overwhelmed by self-exploding light.
Boom! Bang!
He listened to the two consecutive explosions. The skinny man in Yanyang in the hills outside the city stood up with half tenderness and coldness in his eyes.
Roar!
The undead creatures on the hills of Qiu uttered the howling of death together, and climbed up from the place, all over the mountains.
The dry skinny man floated into the air, flew towards the city, and behind him were all undead creatures returning from the "Avenge of Revenge"!
The soldiers at the gate of Gaocheng were inspecting the troops entering the city. Suddenly, the sky became dark, and they looked up subconsciously. They were frightened and turned pale.
I saw in the air that a monster with only bones or carrion obscured the sun and brought a call to death. Among them, an evil necromancer with a cape not pulled up.
Their legs were soft, and they sat directly on the ground. The crowd lined up scared and fled, but they were soon scared to the ground by the army of undead around them.
The undead creatures didn't make noise, didn't rush forward, and ignored these people. They swarmed directly to the gate of the city, or entered the city through the door or through the wall or flying.
"Enemy attack!"
神 A clergyman and a knight stood up from different parts of the city and greeted the necromancer in midair.
The Necromancer seemed a little shy, saying to himself: "I'm Vicente, I'm back ..."
"Kill him!" A ray of light, a spear, all attacked Vicente.
Vicente's skinny face showed ingrained hatred, raised his head, and made a scream of howl.
The sound waves spread out in circles, all the fuzzy banshees danced, all the flying clerics and knights fell like raindrops, but those who could not fly, looked at the scene in the air, shaking with trembling.
Vicent's expression became cold, watching the Cardinal who was struggling to resist the "Sorceress of the Banshee", raised his left hand, and gently.
Suddenly, the Cardinal burst out countless black gas, and the whole person became dry and thin, like a corpse. Then, he fell weakly from the air into several pieces, but there was no blood spilling.
Vicent looked down at the city, landed suddenly, and fell in front of a middle-aged knight with a sword.
"No, no, don't kill me ..." The middle-aged knight waved his hands in trepidation and kept back. The knights around him had been scared away, and none of them dared to step forward to help him.
Vicent said hoarsely, "Andrew."
"You, you know me, you, you are Vicente!" Middle-aged knight Andrew widened his eyes in horror, recognizing the identity of the horrifying necromancer in front of him, except that his face had no flesh and flesh, was abnormal, There was no difference more than twenty years ago!
Vicent walked slowly towards Andrew: "It's you, it's you who reported me and killed Shirley."
"No, it's none of my business, it's all‘ crazy dog, this lunatic did, I, I never thought it would kill Shirley. ”Andrew burst into tears.
"Crazy dog? Where is he?" Vicente asked coldly, invading his mind without answering.
Andrew is willing to be frank in order to save his life: "’ Crazy dog, because he did n’t talk about evidence and killed many magicians, he was appreciated by the Cardinal of the Principality and transferred to Cux
"Is Cux? I will definitely look for you ..." Vicente looked into the distance, his eyes were extremely cold, and he could not resolve the hatred.
Then he continued to look at Andrew: "Who else was there?"
"Also, Lothar, and, moreover, Gaoen, 'Animal Trainer, Interrogator', Bonedigger, they are here in the tribunal." Andrew confessed all the characters involved in the year .
很好 "Fine, to thank you for your frankness. I won't kill you with my own hands." Vicente showed a cruel smile, and the army of undead behind him swarmed up, drowning Andrew.
"Do not!"
The painful howl sounded and kept ringing, and the undead were biting and devouring Andrew's flesh and blood, one by one, to the bones.
Vicent looked at the aristocrats gathered here, watching them push Lotar and Goun out, and then waved his hands to make the two nobles rot and flesh into zombies.
"Vicent, the original thing has nothing to do with us. We regret the death of Shirley and Brunzell. You want revenge, we will not stop it, but please don't involve innocent people." The leading noble knight worked hard Calming his emotions, earnestly begging for permission.
Vicent looked coldly, "You have a chance to save her, you did nothing.
Immediately after the chanting, the army of undead swarmed and drowned all the nobles.
A few minutes later, Vicente stepped on the exhausted bones and walked to the door of the tribunal. Most of the night watchmen, including the "tamer trainer", had already died in the war just now.
"The Lord will not let you go!" The remaining interrogators at the referee looked at Vicente fiercely.
Vicent didn't say anything, let the undead army directly swallow them up, leaving only a scream and the "bone digger" with gray hair.
"I only regret not being able to torture your whereabouts at the beginning!" "Bonedigger" looks like a fervent and devout.
"You will have a lot of time to regret." Vicente said hoarsely, without any contention A pale flame came out of the soul of the "Bone Miner", Burned him screaming again and again.
"Lord, ah! I will punish you!"
"Do not!"
"Ah! Damn it, forgive me, forgive me!"
"forgive me!"
In begging for mercy, Vicente walked to the cemetery without turning his head. Gradually, the screams subsided, and with ordinary people who did not dare to breathe normally, the whole city was dead and silent.
In this silence, Vicente walked to the cemetery and to the grave where the soul was dreaming.
The tomb was cracked silently, and the coffin floated directly.
Vicent walked to the coffin, kneeling on one knee, and gently pushed the coffin lid away like a gentleman.
"Shirley, I'm here, I'm here to pick you up." As the gap widened, his cold eyes became softer and softer, full of love, compassion, and self-blame.
Inside the coffin, a bone lay quietly there.
Vicent leaned down and kissed the position of Bone's mouth softly, dreamily: "Shirley, it will be fine, everything will be fine, we will always be together."
There was a tear dripping from the corner of his eye, and it fell on Shirley's face.
Fallen souls, chasing death, not for eternal life, just for your return! [To be continued [This text is provided by Daybreak Update Group @ 我 爱 小娃 t]. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to genuine, vote for recommendation, monthly pass. 】