Under the leadership of Priest Siel, the three of Klein walked out of the local quaint spire and the main entrance of the black church.
The priests here are actually vegetarian...Are they all so "retro"? Did the priests here have to shave their heads a few decades ago? I remember that on Earth, medieval monks shaved their heads in the middle
Shaved, right?
Coupled with the "immortal cultivation" effect of "Sleepless One", wouldn't this make him completely bald? Klein's mind wandered as he thought.
He secretly glanced at the slightly bald Priest Siel and complained in his heart:
"Fortunately times have changed, otherwise judging from the captain's condition, he would be more suitable to believe in the Buddha."
Just as Klein was daydreaming, Leonard approached Priest Sear and asked seriously in a low voice:
"Do you know where those scary dead souls usually appear?"
Priest Siel looked around and found that during lunch time, most of the townspeople had gone home to eat, and no one was paying attention to them, so he also lowered his voice and said:
"Well, it's next to the cemetery and on the wasteland on the outskirts of the town. The undead never step out there. They seem to be trapped inside. They can only scare people. As long as they don't take the initiative to approach, they will ignore passers-by."
Leonard thought thoughtfully for a while, asked Priest Sier for the specific location, and entrusted him to go to the church to prepare mass and hold off the residents of the town.
He put on his usual relaxed smile again and said casually:
"Let's go, we've controlled the ordinary townspeople, now it's time for the professionals to appear."
Is this the Nighthawk who has served for more than three years? He is really professional... Klein nodded and asked:
"Then how do we deal with those undead? If they are really resentful souls, we probably won't be able to deal with them all at once. We need to defeat them one by one."
Cornley, who was at a lower altitude next to him, also nodded, seeming to agree with this statement.
Leonard's eyes first stayed on Klein, and then moved to Cohen Li, who was lower next to him. Then he turned his eyes back to Klein's face, straightened up slightly and said:
"Aren't we carrying purified bullets? What era has it been? Since they can't come out, why don't we take advantage of modern weapons and shoot them to death outside their operating range, and finally use 3-0782 to eliminate the hidden dangers. This
Isn’t there no problem at all?”
Cornley was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed: "Okay."
Isn't this my style? Poet fellow, you are stuck in a bug... Klein smiled, shook his head, and agreed:
"There's nothing wrong with me."
Only ten minutes later, they had arrived at the edge of the town and saw the slightly deserted cemetery and the large wasteland surrounding it.
They stood far away at the edge of the cemetery. With the good eyesight brought by the potion, they could clearly see three transparent figures wandering aimlessly in the cemetery.
Their appearance seemed to have changed the environment here to a certain extent. The leaden gray clouds covered the sun, and only a small amount of sunlight managed to penetrate through the clouds, allowing these ghosts to move freely during the day.
Klein looked at the most powerful of the three undead, a half-giant who was conservatively estimated to be over two meters tall, with bulging muscles and wearing armor. He nodded slightly and said:
"Using purification bullets to eliminate them directly is indeed a wise choice."
"We should not be entering their 'territory' at this distance. Let's shoot them here..." Leonard said as he raised his arm and raised his gun, aiming first at the giant.
Klein watched Cohen Li also raise his gun and aim at the target, so he symbolically pulled out his own gun and aimed at the blind man who seemed to be the best to hit.
I probably can't hit that far... Klein thought this, but still half-closed one eye and tried hard to aim. Then, he was pleasantly surprised to see the giant turn around.
He turned around and ran straight towards him.
"Damn! Didn't you say that he won't get out of this area?" Klein cursed secretly, turned to look at his two teammates, and saw Cornley who was equally flustered as him, and further away who looked calm and still maintained his attitude.
Leonard in shooting pose.
He watched Leonard pull the trigger skillfully, and purifying bullets dragging the holy light shot out from the barrel at high speed, hitting the faceplate of the half-giant who was running towards them.
The visor shattered, directly lifting the illusory undead's Heavenly Spirit Cap, and half of the helmet flew backwards.
boom!
The half-giant wearing armor collapsed to the ground, and his body gradually turned into stars, leaving only a neck armor covered with mottled marks.
Klein was just about to praise Leonard, but found that Leonard had already abandoned himself and Cohen and ran out, shouting as he ran:
"What are you doing standing still? Chase after me!"
"The remaining two are going to run away!"
After hearing the other party's words, Cornley ran up belatedly, and Klein quickly followed suit.
"What was I doing just now? I knew clearly that these were all caused by Mr. Azik, and could not really pose a threat. It just looked a little scary. Alas, it seemed just now that Leonard really looked like a protagonist.
..." Klein thought as he fell behind Cornley.
Soon, with the efforts of Leonard and Cornley, they surrounded the two undead who were trying to escape, and sent them to the goddess' kingdom with one bullet each.
Klein followed behind and picked up the items dropped from the undead, catching up with the two teammates.
"Right now, I just think of a rookie who is picking up equipment behind the boss. When I played games with my roommates, I was obviously the one who led them to points." After making a rant, Klein ran to Cornley's side.
, the other party was kind enough to give Klein an item, freeing his hands.
Leonard looked around the cemetery, tilted his head slightly, and after a moment of silence he said:
"Klein, come and divine the reason for the sudden appearance of ghosts here. Most of the corpses here were purified when they were buried, so it is unlikely that the undead will appear."
"No problem." Klein nodded quickly.
Although he knew that Mr. Azik had awakened these superficially undead souls, he still became extremely interested in Mr. Azik's identity, especially since he had had contact with that "mysterious" person in the past.
Klein immediately squatted down, placed the three items dropped from the undead in front of him, took out the pen and paper he carried with him, and skillfully wrote down the divination sentence:
"The reason why the undead appear here."
Then he sat down and entered the dreamland directly.
In the blurry, hazy dream world, Klein seemed to be lifted up in the air by something, surrounded by invisible wind walls surrounding him.
Below him is thick darkness. If you look carefully, you can see a huge black mausoleum.
It is similar to a pyramid, but it is upside down and embedded in the ground, almost buried.
Klein tried his best to open his eyes wide, his sight penetrated the appearance of the pyramid, and vaguely saw through the black fog that filled the interior of the pyramid.
He "heard" the sound of water waves hitting the wall, saw huge wings and dark green scales, and saw a ferryman rowing a boat, quietly "floating" on the black mist inside the mausoleum.
Suddenly, his eyes hurt, and the spiritual warning sounded crazily.
Klein suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.
"What did you find?" Cornelius asked with concern, looking at Klein's slightly frowning brow.
Klein rubbed his slightly aching temples while recalling the scene he just saw.
"The huge wings and dark green scales gave me the same feeling as the part that appeared when Mr. Azik seemed to have lost control that day. But why was there the sound of water waves lapping in the mausoleum, and why was there that strange ferryman?
"Klein asked himself in his mind.
After consideration, Klein concealed the parts that might be related to Mr. Azik, described most of the content about the state of the mausoleum in detail, and added at the end:
"That's definitely not the style of a mausoleum from any country in the Northern Continent, at least not from the Fifth Age. I'm considered an expert in this area."
Leonard still tilted his head and nodded seriously as if thinking:
"That should be the 'Inverted Pyramid' of the Southern Continent. It is an important bridge that symbolizes the connection between mortal world and the kingdom of death - the underworld. And whether it is in the former Balam Empire or the branches such as the Highland Kingdom that were later established, this will be
It is regarded as a symbol of the bloodline of the God of Death, and only the so-called descendants of the God of Death can build such a mausoleum."
"In a sense, this is a symbol of death."
"Oh, the divination of the dead revealed the symbol of death. There is no problem with the result."
Klein didn't pay attention to Leonard's ridicule, but instead paid attention to a detail in his words.
If this kind of mausoleum can only be built by the descendants of the God of Death, then Mr. Azik is not a descendant of the God of Death, right? Besides, the image he showed that day was almost the same as the vague wings I saw in my dream.
Or did Mr. Azik make some kind of deal with the God of Death? The great being who handed the note to him was the God of Death, or his angel?
An angel is enough to be called a great being!
…………
After confirming that the cemetery and nearby wasteland were not polluted by the remaining undead, Klein and his team returned to the quaint black church with a steeple in the small town of Morse.
"So we only need to stay here for more than three hours before we can go back?" Cornley asked slightly excitedly.
Klein suppressed his inner excitement, pretended to be calm and nodded, agreeing:
“We were even able to catch dinner in downtown Tingen.”
Cohen Li went back to see his fiancée. Why did you go to pick up your sister from school? Leonard curled his lips helplessly and glanced at Klein.
I want to see what you are expecting... Leonard smiled and said to Klein:
"We have wasted a long time in the cemetery just now. Each of us can hold on for 2 hours at most. My suggestion is to be on the safe side. Two people guard 3-0782 together to ensure that no nighthawk praises the sun."
Klein looked at the other party, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said:
"It's indeed a good suggestion. Then we can first calculate how long each person should be guarded and how long they should rest, and formulate a reasonable rotation method. It would be terrible if any Nighthawks convert because of this. We can't do it.
Sinners of the Church.”
Leonard froze on the spot for a moment, while Cornley on the side meditated seriously and calculated, as if he really wanted to calculate the right time.
Leonard turned to look at his teammates who had fallen into a math cycle. His green eyes were full of fear, as if he had recalled some bad memories, and he said immediately:
"Heh, I think it's good to rotate one person at a time. Of course, we have to clear out the people in the church in advance, and we can't involve innocent people. I'm going to find Priest Siel right now!"
After saying that, Leonard pulled up Cornley, who was also having a headache from mathematics, and "escaped" from the church hall together, leaving only a "confused" looking Klein still standing there.