Thanks to the blood of the adventurer Dance of Justice (it is said to be blood full of divine power), the funeral mold has been contained, and the Ashes Wilderness has been gradually purified. But this cannot make up for the pain of the family members of the deceased. In order to prevent the corpse from becoming a breeding ground for funeral mold

, the deceased must be cremated, and the ashes must be thrown into the sea. There is not even a tombstone, how can the family members pay tribute to the deceased? Therefore, today, as more and more adventurers appreciate the bone tyrant, the aborigines hate the undead even more.

Biologically, the number of people joining the army has actually increased instead of decreasing.

This is not only an opportunity for the military, but also an opportunity for the Holy See.[]

In the capital of Astante, Dance of Justice walked down the road with a smile on his face, while countless residents saluted him. Although the adventurer's face was ruddy, according to some well-informed people, every drop of Dance of Justice "

"Holy Blood" consumes the combat experience he accumulated in the past, and also causes his strength to decline. In this world where strength is supreme and the strong are respected, there are very few people who can sacrifice their own strength to save the public. Because of this

, the people's favorability towards him has almost reached its peak, and they fervently hope to do things for him. Although they can replenish potions or repair equipment at low prices wherever they go, Dance of Justice still stubbornly trades at the original price, which is more worthy of respect.

Everyone knew that this adventurer had a noble character and did not value money, so they praised him as a true saint. A wave of religious belief arose among the common people, and churches were built in Astante. For a while, even the previous

The hated Iron Hoof Knights also benefited from the glory, and their image has been restored a lot. Although its leader Jonny is cruel and rough, his starting point is also to deal with all evil undead creatures, isn't it? So, this is indeed the development of the Holy See.

A great opportunity for believers.

However, in the circles of nobles and officials, the reputation of Justice Dance is average, even a little bad. The reason is that Justice Dance once said: "Everyone is born equal, and everyone has the right to live and enjoy happiness."

." Although Astante has been nurtured to be more liberal in the academic atmosphere for many years, the hierarchy is still insurmountable, and the nobles still have many advantages over the common people. Some nobles who think highly of themselves really feel that the "sacred blood"

There is no need to benefit even the common people, priority should be given to people with noble blood. To this, Dance of Justice's answer is: "It is precisely because everyone is given an equal chance of redemption that it can be called 'Holy Blood'."

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Another city in Astante.

In the courtyard, Jonny, the leader of the Iron Heel Knights, was silently practicing his combat skills, while the other members of the group looked on on both sides. He made all kinds of ridiculous and awkward movements one after another, but he never tired of it. Only the members of the group knew that when doing this

+When the movements are used coherently in actual combat, it is the fastest way to kill people. Under the light of the oil lamp, the shadows of everyone trembled in the wind.

After completing a set of martial arts, Jonny adjusted his breathing slightly and began to practice again. This time, his hammer turned into a gray band of light, as if it was half melted. The eyes of the team members became eager, because

The essence of this martial skill is the unique combat skill [Quying] of the former guardian hero of the Kingdom of Orquila. It is rare for many people to see it in their lifetime. With the fall of this hero, it has become unheard of. The leader fights the opponent, and from then on

Only when one has a deep understanding of this move from body to mind can one imitate 30% of its power and let it reappear in the world.

"You are like a sponge. You absorb knowledge crazily, but it's a pity that you can't learn combat skills from me. After all, I am an archer." When Jonny put down his hammer, he leaned against Junmei who was sitting by the door.

The man smiled. "Elegant" Oliver Queen, a student of Astante's guardian hero, is not inferior to Jonny in combat power. Although he is dressed casually, he has a different kind of free and easy, which makes his clothes suddenly appear.

Looks good.

After listening to Oliver's words, Jonny rubbed his forehead vigorously, then stood up, raised his left hand flat, bent his right arm back, and drew an invisible big bow! His eyes were directly illuminated by white light, and the momentum was concentrated in his thoughts.

On the arrowhead, it was so hot that it almost burned the air to a point! When he slowly loosened the string, more than one person heard the rattling sound of the bow. After careful identification, it was coming from between his joints.

.

After putting down the fictitious longbow, Jonny drooped his eyelids and still became dull, saying: "You are right, I don't know how to shoot arrows."

"Already, um, good enough." Oliver shook his head with a smile, paused, and sighed: "Your learning ability is really unprecedented, and you actually know how to combine 'stretch and relaxation' with archery.

, to deepen my understanding. If you were an archer, I would never be surprised, but you are a knight."

Regarding this compliment, Jonny was still noncommittal, and just said to the group members: "Everyone, everyone, go back to your room to meditate." Soon, he and Oliver were the only two people left in the yard. He asked: "Tell me, why are you so attitude?"

Suddenly changed? Is it what your teacher meant?"

"It has nothing to do with my teacher." Oliver twisted the iron wrench between the index and middle fingers of his right hand and answered casually. Then he was startled, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Although I respect my teacher, I also have my own judgment."

Jonny stared at the other person's face and said, "Judgement? I can't tell."

"You're so annoying, Jonny." Oliver turned away. In the dim light, his profile was like an exquisite work of art, emitting a mysterious light on the stand.

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In the frontline military camp of Astante, a fireplace was set up in a certain room very luxuriously.

The handsome young man Rasputin, the general person in charge of the Dark Church in Astante, was sitting in front of the fireplace, wearing a thick fur coat, not wanting to move, enjoying the warmth like an old man. There was no one else around at this time, so he

His eyebrows did not need to be raised high. His short staff inlaid with Death Star crystal was placed on the table, next to the birdcage. It would jump from time to time, scaring the crows in the birdcage to make a noise.

There is a tall figure behind him. This is a knight wearing solid armor, holding an iron spear in his hand. The surface of the armor has ferocious patterns, which look like an animal head and a dragon's mouth. The knight stands just like

He is as majestic as a god, but his face is more terrifying than any devil, because the devil at least has a face. His face has no flesh at all, it is completely a skull. There are no eyes in his eye sockets, only two condensed ones.

The gray spot of fire was so disgusting that people didn't want to look at it. The firelight from the fireplace magnified his shadow, covering most of the indoor space.

"Stay back, idiot." Rasputin cursed lazily, raising his eyebrows. His eyes were originally black, but slowly lit up red, and finally the red completely replaced the black. "You are so close.

, made me a little cold."

The knight took a step back mechanically and resumed his original stance.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a haggard face entered from the door, bowed and said: "Master, I can see from your eyes that your magic power has been strengthened."

"Stop flattering, Diesel." Rasputin smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Is it time for you to write a letter and report the situation to the deacon?" The middle-aged man said in a low voice and did not straighten up rashly. If the ages of the two people were exchanged, then this scene would be very reliable.

"Yeah, I forgot if you didn't tell me. Bring me a pen and paper. Also, I want to drink coffee, don't fool me with randomly crushed coffee beans!"

Laying the letter paper on the table, Rasputin thought about it and wrote:

"Dear Dad:"

"Merry Christmas! Although this holiday has passed, and most of the celebrants are adventurers. From the letter, I know that you are doing well. I am glad that you and your mother have not had any quarrels or fights during this time. That's the end of the opening remarks, let us

Let’s talk about business.”

"In my last letter, I said that all of us were forced to live in military camps, and that the 'paranoid' and the 'candidate saints' were about to join forces. At that time, I almost made up my mind to leave, but I

Courage welled up in my heart. I stayed for one more day, and things turned around - the funerary fungus emerged, routing Astante's army and causing all the countries in the continent to panic. In this case, 'paranoia' must not

If he does not exert his messianic spirit and eliminate disasters everywhere, he cannot join forces with the 'candidate saints'."

"The combined strength of three quasi-heroes will be very terrifying, but just one 'Ya Ren' and one 'Candidate Saint' can't make me retreat. Dad, I'm not exaggerating at all, because I have

Netherland. My strength has improved by leaps and bounds. This is a feeling that I can’t describe. It seems that the theories that I couldn’t understand before are suddenly understood, and those tedious spell-casting skills and super-magic skills have become particularly easy to master. This is a kind of feeling.

A leap in the soul! I even feel like I have the majesty of the King of the Undead. I can summon the fire of the soul out of thin air without the need for rituals or spells!"

"Of course, I didn't get carried away by the power. I hid the underworld, after all, I still have to rely on Pers's power. Although Pers is not something to be afraid of (his strength is barely at a high level), the 'barbarian',

The 'villain' and the blood elves all follow him. I can't offend four forces at once. It's strange to say that I like this feeling...this feeling of dancing on the blade! You know, I haven't liked it since I was a child.

Taking risks may be due to the strength of the soul. I think taking a risk once in a while can still be a necromancer’s true nature!”

"As for our current situation? In front of the funeral fungus, all countries are in chaos and have no time to pay attention to us. A guy who doesn't know whether he is a baron or a viscount came to the disaster relief with troops and 'special antibiotics' and 'exorcism disinfectant'. I put

He killed him. In addition to taking over his title, position, and identity, I also took over his fur coat. We can continue to hang out in Astante until the disaster is brought under control and this unfortunate nobleman is remembered."

"There is a connection between the soul fragments and the body. I believe that the Bone Tyrant who has lost contact with the underworld has already suspected us. If you want to do it, be bigger, dad, although you may not believe it, but I still have to say,

I want to capture the Bone Tyrant too."

"Let's just write this, the coffee won't taste good when it's cold. I'm sending a tube each of 'Exorcist Disinfectant', 'Special Antibiotic' and 'Funeral Mold' with the letter. They can compete even across glass. During the research

Please treat it with care."

"Your faithful little Gregory"
Chapter completed!