Chapter 230: The Three Saints of the Necronomicon Descend
"Are you sure it's the thirteenth ring?" The already familiar Silver Warrior looked at David Hill with his bright eyes.
He wanted to hear a different answer.
"It's thirteen rings, that's right!" David didn't need to answer, someone beside him agreed.
When the news was confirmed, the soldiers of the List family could not remain calm.
He hurriedly explained to the steward here and left quickly.
It would definitely be an extremely terrifying event that could affect the fate of the entire human race.
Is it good or bad?
Since the lord's children can be accommodated in this residence, of course it is also the territory of the Lister family.
This is a small manor located in the city, and of course there will be no planting of various crops.
No matter how pragmatic the Lister family is, they cannot grow food crops or vegetables in such a manor.
That’s too low a price!
The manor is half of the garden and corresponding buildings and the other half of the warehouse.
Because behind the small manor, there are shops along the street owned by the Lister family.
There is a creeper alien sacred plant in the garden.
It can be said that the place where the lord's children temporarily live is particularly generous.
With the power of Gouzi's mid-level battle pet, David Hill easily found a satisfactory room.
Owen Lister has regained a small level of cultivation strength in the past few days.
Vaguely, Owen List felt that there seemed to be some changes in the restored strength compared to before.
Just when David Hill and the others officially settled in, figures flew towards Anshan City on birds at high speed.
That magical ancient bell that has been passed down along with Anshan City since ancient times has a strong spreading power.
Thirteen consecutive rings means that there have been strategic changes within human beings.
Senior leaders of many forces need to know accurate information as soon as possible.
It’s also a good idea to make plans for future responses.
Anshan City is a building artificially blocking the gap between two high mountains.
At this moment, the central government hall was overcrowded.
And people keep coming.
"Quiet! The situation is urgent. I will announce the news here first. If you are late, please let me know.
The Grand Duke of the Marne River in the Glory Zone was not satisfied that he could not advance to the Holy Domain at the end of his life. He used forbidden methods to massacre everyone in the territory and reincarnated lichs. As a result, he caused void cracks, and countless undead creatures penetrated them.
out.
The entire Marne River Basin is already densely populated with various undead creatures, including at least three sacred level undead creatures!" It's still the old but energetic old man.
But at this time, his face was very serious.
The Holy Domain is already the limit of power in this world!
In the past, the appearance of three levels of undead creatures would cause huge casualties to humans. When three holy-level undead creatures lead densely packed undead creatures to attack city-states and countries, it would definitely be a disaster.
"I want to know right now whether the Marne River Basin has enough power to resist the invasion of those undead monsters, only to prevent the support forces from gathering and arriving!" A man in armor said seriously.
People at the bottom simply don’t understand the seriousness of this problem.
The Glory Zone has been safe for too long.
Not only are there no attacks from various undead creatures, but the beasts of the underworld are almost non-existent.
Countries are bound by various rules and regulations, and there are rules jointly formulated by the Thirteen Saints above their heads, so there is no large-scale war.
At most it's just some duels.
The people there are generally very weak!
Many awakened people with some strength have either lost their enterprising spirit and fallen into decline, or they have come to places like Anshan City to hone themselves through life and death experiences.
This state of affairs has lasted for many years.
There have been no problems in the past.
But now...the problem is big!
"Can't the Saint Realm expert take the lead and kill the three Saint-level undead monsters?" Someone asked.
"In today's situation, it is difficult for every saint to walk away. Even if they walk away, they cannot send out more than three at a time. Once their guarding position changes, the consequences will be more serious!"
I guess this is the worst news.
…
The personal freedom of the lords' children entering this sub-city is not restricted.
I was just assigned morning and evening classes.
Study for two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon.
The main content is the general history of the continent, human geography, types, distribution, strengths and weaknesses of monsters.
Since they have accepted these teenagers and young men and women as hostages, the List family is still very dedicated.
If it were other small-minded forces, they could raise people like David directly as pigs, saving time and effort.
When this arrangement was handed down, everyone was very satisfied.
Food, food and housing are taken care of, free teaching is provided, and you are not tired. This is a great thing!
The first three days of settling in the small manor allowed the lord's children to familiarize themselves with the environment and walk around the city.
This immediately caused a round of cheers.
They are all young people. When they come to such a prosperous place, they can no longer hold back. Even David Hill wants to go out for a walk.
I also got some news by the way.
You should at least know what those thirteen bells mean, right?
I thought that in order to appease everyone, such a big event should be spread out.
However, before these young men and women could rush out the door, a dark wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, and everyone vaguely felt as if a ghost was screaming next to their ears!
This is an important city of humanity, protected by a light shield supported by countless alienated divine plants.
In the city where David is currently located, no undead creatures below level three dare to approach!
The light emitted by the alienated divine plant is too great!
But these changes...
"This is a natural change! There are... undead creatures entering the sanctuary!" After David Hill had the memories of Martin, Owen and others, he immediately found the truth.
But he would rather not have this kind of truth.
As the saying goes, the more you know, the more trouble you will have. The ignorant are fearless!
In an instant, the entire city seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
Such a big scene was recognized by more people.
In fact, in the final analysis, this is the change brought about by one's own strength and the interaction between heaven and earth when one successfully advances to the Holy Realm in the late third level.
If a person undergoes such a change, there will be a variety of changes that match the attributes and perceptions of that strong person.
Only undead creatures, once they advance to the sanctuary, will resonate with the nether mist of the entire world!
The scene is much more exaggerated than the advancement of a strong human being.
Only when they advance will they show various strange signs.
"Could the thirteen bells be related to the undead creature that advanced to the sanctuary?" David Hill came up with a guess.
This kind of speculation also appears in the speculations of many people.
I have to say that the two are really related, but not directly.
The senior officials of Anshan City, who were still discussing how to send manpower to support, were stunned!