Sensing that there was something unusual in the atmosphere, Asri next to Rhodes took the initiative to say to Linda: "You can call me Asri, he is the powerful Lord Rhodes. We have something urgent and need to see Smyr.
Lord De, little girl, please lead the way for us."
Seeing what Asri said, Linda nodded, while not forgetting to glare at Rhodes: "The people who have come from afar and walked out of the teleportation monument are all our distinguished guests. I will take you to see Si Rui."
Lord Mad's."
Sensing the directness in Linda's words, Rhodes curled his lips. He didn't care about the hostility of such a powerless ordinary creature.
Soon, under the leadership of Linda, Rhodes and his party headed towards the center of the valley.
In the perception, there were more and more living things, and there was a town not far away. Rhodes was a little strange for a moment, and said to Asri: "This is not the city of the undead. What is Smede doing? Has he learned
What secret method requires the help of these ordinary creatures?"
Asri shook his head: "It's not what you think. A long time ago, Smede used to be a knight of glory. Later, because he sheltered an underground demon, the entire territory was implicated and was purified by those angels. He was
He became a lich due to the curse. I think that everything he does in his current territory is to recreate the past situation."
"Interesting..." Rhodes said in a deep voice.
In the front, Linda, who was responsible for leading the way, listened to the conversation between Rhodes and Asri, with curiosity in her eyes. She kept looking back, hoping to get more information about Lord Smede from them.
Perhaps because she was focused on the situation behind her, Linda accidentally tripped over a tree root protruding from the ground and stumbled forward a few steps before she regained her balance.
"What are you doing? Lead your way!" Rhodes reprimanded unceremoniously.
Linda touched her heels, then stuck out her tongue at Rod, pouted and continued moving forward.
"Where are you talking about?" Asri thought for a moment and then said, "Smede once found me, brought the remains of his men, and begged me to resurrect them, but I couldn't do this."<
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"Why? Aren't you very good at reincarnation?"
Asri shook his head: "Those remains looked intact, but they were missing the most critical part, which was the soul. Their souls had long been purified by those angels, and reincarnation cannot resurrect creatures whose souls have been purified.
Spiritualism might be possible, but he obviously doesn't want to."
Hearing what Asri said, Rhodes thought of something, and his expression became serious.
Rowling's soul was also taken away by those angels. Once purified, she will not be able to be reincarnated and resurrected.
"Can spiritualism be used to transform a corpse whose soul has been taken away?" Rhodes asked.
"You should know this question better than me. Your attainments in spiritualism surpass all the lichs." Asri replied slowly.
Seeing Linda in front of her eavesdropping, Asri smiled helplessly and continued:
"I know what you are thinking. The soul contains all the memories of living creatures and their awakened will. Once the soul is purified, these will no longer exist. The body with a purified soul can be transformed into an undead creature, but
But they cannot be transformed into death knights. Their heroic will has long been erased with their souls."
Hearing what Asri said, Rhodes' heart sank.
As Asri said, once Rowling's soul is purified, she will not be able to be reborn in any form, which is something Rhode does not want to see.
Linda, who was leading the way, heard the conversation between the two people behind her. A look of shock appeared on her face, and she was also a little confused. She had never heard of these mysterious information before.
Soon, a simple wooden house appeared in Linda's eyes, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "We are here. Lord Smede lives in this wooden house on weekdays."
Perhaps sensing the approach of the powerful death energy, the door of the wooden house opened with Linda's words, and a special figure slowly walked out of the wooden house.
"Smed." Rhodes recognized that the person in front of him was Smed, who had appeared at the Lich Gathering. Then things would undoubtedly be much easier to handle. "Submit to me. You will obey my orders.
There won’t be any dissatisfaction in my heart.”
Rhode's words, which contained some kind of magic, resounded in Smed's ears.
"Are you crazy? You actually spoke to the lord like this." Linda said in a panic.
Smed walked forward slowly, looked at Rhodes and said, "I remember you, you are the holder of the prophesied artifact, your name is Rhodes."
Seeing Rhodes saying such words, Linda quickly lowered her head and said sincerely to Smede: "Lord, he didn't mean to offend you. He doesn't understand your identity at all. I beg you to forgive him." p>
However, Smed ignored Linda at all. He went straight to Rhodes, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "I surrender to you, Lord Rhodes. From now on, you are my master."
."
Linda was stunned, opened her mouth wide, and spoke for a long time.
"Great." Rhodes said in a deep voice, "How many powerful men do you have? Let them assemble and prepare to attack the capital of Erathia."
"This..." Smede looked embarrassed, "I don't like controlling undead creatures, and I hate those necromancers. The only creature in the territory that I can control is probably myself."
Rhodes frowned, and then said: "In this case, let me transform some Corpse Witch Kings for you."
As he spoke, pitch-black death energy surged from Rhode's body and immediately overflowed into the town.
Dispersing the Death Cloud in this way will undoubtedly reduce the damage of this magic. However, when facing low-level or ordinary creatures, casting the Death Cloud in this way can maximize the scope of the effect.
"What are you doing? Stop!" Linda, who noticed the ominous aura in the black cloud and recovered from the shock, hurried forward, grabbed Rhodes' black robe, and tried to make him stop.
In the distance, the cloud of death has touched the bodies of the creatures in the city. For a moment, cries and screams spread from the city.
"Lord, please think of a way to stop his actions..."
Facing Linda's pleading, Smede looked calm, and looked at Rhodes with an inexplicable fanaticism in his eyes: "Thank you, Master, for the reward."
Before Linda could say anything more, the next moment, her throat was blocked by a strong, big hand.
She struggled with her body, trying to escape the grip of this hand, but to no avail. Linda only felt that her breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
The cold sharp blade pierced her body, but Linda did not feel any pain. Her struggling movements became smaller and she could no longer muster any strength. Finally, she was thrown to the ground like garbage, and her consciousness fell into darkness.