The nobles wearing masks and gorgeous clothes are still enjoying the crazy, decadent, decadent and dark party.
Music, grinning, slapping, cursing, mixed with moaning, screaming, crying, and begging for mercy.
However, just when the nobles were indulging in beastly indulgence, the crystal lamp in the hall suddenly flickered, and bloody mist surged sharply from the gaps in the floor...
Accompanied by sharp and resentful cries, countless twisted resentful spirits poured into the hall, rushing towards the nobles with glorious appearances one after another!
The nobles who were enjoying themselves had no time to react before they were swarmed by ferocious resentful spirits, biting their flesh and souls.
Screams suddenly sounded in the hall, and Zuimeng Salon quickly fell into chaos.
"What?! What is this?!"
"Ahhh! My hand...my hand...!"
"Evil spirits! They are evil spirits and monsters!"
"Don't come over! Don't come over!"
"ah--!"
The resentful spirits were running around, taking revenge on the nobles in the hall.
Thousands of dead souls attacked at the same time, and the nobles who were caught off guard had no time to resist. Some without extraordinary strength or those who had not entered the rank were quickly torn into pieces...
However, if you look carefully, you will find that the attacks of these dead souls are not irregular.
Although the girls imprisoned in cages and the music playing girls were also in fear, they were not attacked by them.
Their target... is only the nobles present.
"Get away! You dirty things!"
Some powerful participating nobles reacted quickly.
They didn't bother to put on their clothes and picked up weapons to fight the resentful spirits. However, their counterattack soon aroused even greater anger from the resentful spirits, and they were suddenly swarmed by countless resentful spirits.
"Ahhhhh!"
Accompanied by shrill screams, a powerful nobleman whose strength almost touched the second level of Silver Moon was directly bitten into a pile of minced meat by hundreds of resentful spirits...
Seeing the manor turned into a living hell in an instant, Jordan, the son of Count Gaston, who served as the auctioneer, was stunned.
Exclaiming in surprise, Jordan looked frightened and his legs became weak.
He gritted his teeth and crawled out of the hall, but soon he felt something grabbing his hind legs...
Jordan shuddered slightly and turned back stiffly. He saw a female corpse with empty eyes crawling on the ground, her sharp nails embedded in his flesh and blood, and her dark eyes with bloody tears were facing his eyes. Her voice was hoarse and terrifying:
"If... Er... Dan..."
Jordan's eyes suddenly widened.
He recognized it. It was the common girl who dug out the other person's eyes because he hated the purity in her eyes when he first attended the Drunken Dream Salon...
After being grabbed by the hind legs, more resentful spirits crawled towards him.
And when he looked through the black mist of the resentful spirit and saw the twisted cheeks under the spirit body, and when he saw those familiar girls, he finally understood what happened:
"She...them! It's them...!"
"They're alive! They're here for revenge!"
"Don't... don't! I... I was wrong...! I was wrong!"
Ruoerdan collapsed to the ground, excreting urine and tears.
He looked at the resentful spirit crawling towards him in horror, and kept begging for mercy.
But no one listened to him.
The resentful spirits swarmed up and drowned him in the darkness.
"ah……!"
He just let out a shrill scream, and soon... he became completely silent.
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Dungeon study.
The magic pool was destroyed by Sebastian, and Count Tulip, who completely lost his extraordinary power, turned pale.
While he was watching the motionless blood servant outside the door with vigilance, he endured the severe pain of the magic pool being destroyed and used his hidden knife to cut the rope behind him bit by bit.
However, just when he was halfway through, he heard a faint scream coming from above.
His movements paused slightly, then he quickly lowered his head and began to untie the rope at a faster speed.
And just when Tulip was about to succeed, black mist gradually spread in the study, and one after another resentful spirits slowly emerged from the ceiling, from the walls, and from the cracks in the door...
More and more resentful spirits gather...
When Count Tulip finally regained his freedom, the entire study was almost filled with evil spirits.
Before he even mentioned the joy of regaining his freedom, Earl Tulip raised his head and saw the twisted and terrifying figures surrounded by black mist.
Looking at the ferocious-looking "girls", his expression froze.
Struggling to smile, he murmured dryly:
"So this is ah."
The next second, the resentful spirits howled in unison and swarmed up, completely engulfing him...
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Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night in Boulder City.
As the overwhelming resentment erupted, almost all the extraordinary people in Boulder City sensed it and looked towards the place where the outer city and the western city meet.
Among them, mages and church clergy especially feel it most deeply.
In their perception, the astonishing resentment surged out like an erupting volcano, almost covering the sky...
As for the manor where Drunken Dream Salon is located, it has been completely engulfed by the black evil spirit.
On the ground, the demon hunting knight who discovered the problem had already taken action and rushed towards the location where the resentment broke out as quickly as possible.
However, someone is faster.
In the eastern city, in the direction of the Cathedral and the Duke's Palace, two powerful auras rose up.
In the darkness of the night, two meteors rose into the sky and rushed towards the direction where the resentment broke out.
It was the High Priest Linus and the Duke of Bold Andre.
"Where did the Necromancer come from? How dare you summon the undead in Bold City?!"
The faster high priest looked shocked and angry.
He was angry, really angry.
He is preparing to compete for the position of officiant!
Let alone the death of the great knight, that is a power beyond the blazing sun.
As long as he operates it properly and rake it down, even if the evil god is discovered to have resurrected, it may not necessarily be blamed on him.
But if something evil like the plague of the undead breaks out again in Boulder City at this time, his dream of being the chief priest will really be in danger.
The high priest was anxious and angry, and wished he could rush to the scene immediately and cut the necromancer who caused the trouble into pieces with a thousand knives.
However, as he gradually approached the place where his resentment broke out, he soon fell into panic again.
etc……
This direction...
Could it be...the Drunken Dream Salon?!
It is not that the high priest had never attended the salon while concealing his identity.
As the protective umbrella of Drunken Dream Salon, he certainly knew that there was a shadow of the Blood Demon Order in it.
The expression of the great priest suddenly changed.
It’s just a disaster of the undead.
If the secret of Zuimeng Salon is exposed, if his relationship with Zuimeng Salon is made public, then his dream of being the priest will really be shattered!
be quick……
Must be fast!
He must rush before everyone else to kill this undead mage who is suffering from cramps, and then completely destroy the secret of Drunken Dream Salon!
Feeling the approaching aura from the Duke's Mansion, the high priest took a deep breath and rushed towards the location of the incident at a faster speed.
However, as soon as he arrived at the scene, he suddenly stopped suddenly and looked at the manor filled with resentment and uncertainty.
As a priest, he can see more things than ordinary extraordinary people...
In the midst of the overwhelming resentment, he felt a familiar aura.
That breath is vicissitudes of life, ancient, deep, and dark.
Make him tremble, make him frightened.
That was the aura of the evil god he sensed from the destroyed holy emblem of the great knight Erd!
The high priest swallowed hard and tremblingly opened his eyes of faith that could directly see the power of God.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the dazzling crimson light in the black evil spirit, like the blood moon hanging high!
Evil God!
The one who caused this undead disaster... was the evil god who descended!
That evil god is now in the manor of Zuimeng Salon!
Realizing the culprit of the undead disaster, the great priest's face instantly turned pale.
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