"Vera, when do you think we can return to Gwen Island again?"
On the green and pleasant magic plain, a young girl was frowning. She looked at the green scene and sighed deeply, as if something was touching her heart.
"Don't think about these things when camping. We agreed, didn't we?" Beside her, Vera, who was trying to set up the tent, couldn't help but put down what she was doing after hearing her question. This was originally a military tent prepared for a few legion members, but now it is used as a camping tent by Vera. If the commander saw this scene, he would be furious.
"However, you can rest assured that according to my understanding of Lord Rhodes, he will definitely find a way to take back the island. It is just a matter of time." Thinking of everything about Rhodes, Vera showed a somewhat complicated expression. p>
"Stop chatting! I can feel that this place is very close to my broken body... We are almost there. When I get that part of my body back, I might be able to recall my past memories."
A sound of urging interrupted Vera's thoughts, which made him tense up. Fortunately, the girl beside him didn't notice anything unusual. She seemed to be unable to hear the sound at all, and she still stared at the sky in the distance with a sad look on her face.
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Following the sound, Vera saw a strange-looking creature in the camp. To be precise, it was not a complete creature at all, but just a part of a certain body, the part that belonged to the mouth.
"Don't waste time, act quickly. Don't you want me to help you remove all the constraints on your body, whether it is the spiritual mark or the power of the Holy Word? Then use my body in exchange."
Vera froze on the spot, and her mouth quickly urged, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her words. As she approached the body, she also became urgent.
On the side, the girl's attention seems to be attracted by the flowers deep in the magic plain, and she walks alone among the flowers.
Seeing that she didn't notice what was going on here, Vera asked in a low voice: "Zui, are you sure your body is really here?"
"Of course, nothing I say is wrong. You just need to do what I say and you will find what I want." It affirmed.
Although Vera didn't know why other parts of the mouth appeared in this magical plain, since it said so, it was certainly certain.
At this time, Vera paused in his camp action. He glanced at the girl not far away, then looked at the mouth in front of him, and finally made a decision.
"What are you doing? Um..."
Vera grabbed the mouth and stuffed it into the bag she was carrying.
Although he really wanted to follow the advice of the mouth, retrieve the body that belonged to it, and exchange it for the opportunity to escape from the bondage, at this moment, Vera had more important things to do.
After a lot of effort, Vera finally set up the tent. The death knight's body would not tire easily. Vera looked at the tent in front of her with satisfaction. The waxed canvas was enough to protect against wind and rain, and the tent exuded bursts of...
Fragrance, that is the precious spice that Vera obtained from the members of the Chamber of Commerce as a death knight in the city of Saou, and it can be put to use now.
Ignoring the nagging and complaining mouth in her luggage, Vera walked towards the girl in the flowers. Vera was more willing to enjoy the moment in front of her than the uncertain future.
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Shadows passed over the ground, and with violent gasps, a huge thing fell from the sky onto the wasteland of Crulod.
As the smoke and dust subsided, the creature revealed its true appearance. It turned out to be a huge thunderbird. At this moment, it was covered in wounds, with most of its golden feathers falling off, revealing the tragic wounds underneath.
Behind the thunderbird, a barbarian with a blackened body rolled down from it and fell to the ground. He coughed up a burst of blood foam from his mouth. The lace tied on his head also tilted to the side at this moment. p>
"Rhode..." He murmured the name of the person who seriously injured him.
Although as a hero, he had exhausted his life's experience and commanded the Thunderbird troops to fight with all his strength, but the man's attack immediately defeated the entire Thunderbird troop, in front of the Titan's arrow, which was even more blazing than the Thunderbirds.
, he was lucky enough to escape, but he also ended up dying soon.
At this moment, his memory seemed to go back to the beginning, when Rhodes defeated his Thunderbird so easily. He didn't expect that things had not changed after so long.
"Hero Tanan...I'm sorry, I couldn't take your remains back from that necromancer...I failed you in teaching me..." As he spoke, he coughed up bursts of blood. He could feel it.
It turns out that his body is rapidly depleting under the power of the necromancer. The death cloud containing a strong curse has already completely eroded his body and is slowly draining the last life force from his body.
"Don't say that, Ricky... If Tanan knew what you did, he would be proud of you." Beside Ricky, the seriously injured Thunderbird seemed to hear his whisper, and uttered words at this moment.
Words.
However, the Thunderbird's words failed to receive a response for a long time. It turned its gaze tremblingly, only to see Ricky tilting his head to the side, and the pupils were spreading little by little under his unclosed eyelids.
"Ricky?" The Thunderbird let out a loud whine. At this moment, it no longer cared whether the whine would attract the enemy's attention. It curled its head slightly and put its wings on Ricky's body.
At this moment, a slight vibration came from under the wings of the Thunderbird. The already dead Ricky was slowly moving his body with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"No..."
As if it had realized something, the Thunderbird showed a somewhat desperate expression. It remembered the power that belonged to the Necromancer. The souls of any creature that died in his hands would not have a moment of rest, but would endure his power forever.
of slavery.
Even just thinking about it, Thunderbird can feel the horror of that power. It is not a power that should exist in the world. Even the mages of Brakada cannot have the ability to enslave souls like that. p>
Looking at the resurrected Ricky, lightning condensed from the thunderbird's beak. The Ricky in front of him was no longer his friend or his master, but the enemy he must kill. From the experience on the battlefield,
Let the Thunderbirds have to do this.
"Wait!" Ricky noticed Thunderbird's movements and shouted quickly, but Thunderbird's spellcasting would not stop because of this.
The next moment, thick lightning burst out, and powerful magic shot towards the newly awakened Ricky.