In the study room with collapsed walls, the pale light cannot harm the spirit body, and naturally it will not bring any warmth to the living. And the Count and Count Sicomaire who exist in that light have completely lost the breath of the living.
, existing in front of their only daughter in another posture.
Their form at this time was so unfamiliar that some of the expectations in the heart of little Earl Sharon were completely shattered at this moment.
She felt quite painful in her heart, and even wanted to shed tears. However, the vampire's inability to shed tears allowed her to maintain her last dignity as a lord. However, little Sharon was not a person who would be defeated by changes in mood, so after a brief silence
Later, under the vigilance of the knights of Valander guarding him with swords, she raised her head and asked:
"You didn't talk like this before. Either death has changed you, or the bastards who turned you into this have instilled some bad things in you. Although the whole city is boiling, we should still have some time.
Father, and mother, please tell me more inside stories that I don't know.
About the undercurrents of Xiko City, about your experiences after death, and those bastards who hide their heads and show their tails!"
"Well, kid, you have too many questions, but it's a pity that we have so little time."
Old Count Sicomaire said with his withered voice:
"I can feel the death call from afar, they have noticed the waves here, the evil will will soon strip us of our last sanity, so let's keep this short.
The plague two years ago was not just a simple act of war. We guess that even General Loren, who ordered the release of the plague, did not know what was hidden in the barrel of plague he threw out.
He is not innocent.
But what happened next in Xico City really had little to do with him.
That painful and cruel death was just a part of a grand plan. Loren and we were a miserable pawn, and the destruction of Xico City was even just a backup plan for another plan. That proves that you have become a vampire.
Everything they planned in the Blood Eagle Clan has failed, which means that our 'dark chess' is about to be put on the chessboard.
There's not much I can tell you, kid.
We are just executioners of death who have been summoned from Hades. They don’t need us to help them think, but this is all related to the Black Disaster.
Those people do not want the fifth black plague to repeat the mistakes of the previous four. They have made up their minds to clear away all the factors that hinder the gnoll beast army from slaughtering the continent.
Transia bears the brunt!
Perhaps the same is true for the Dwarves' brass fortress.
We can tell you with certainty that what happened in Transia is just one link in a web that has been woven over a long period of time.
We're not even the most important."
Little Earl Sharon bit his lip.
She glanced at her father and said:
"Lord Murphy told me a name. Are they manipulating you at dusk? Are they manipulating the destruction of Xiko City and your rebirth?"
"Stay away from this name, it will bring misfortune."
Mrs. Sicomaire reminded sternly:
"Their eyes have never been far away from us. They are right beside us. They have existed for more than a hundred years. They are behind many major events that have happened on the mainland in the past hundred years, and the secret promotion of all this is
It was for the scene five months later.
Their patience is frightening, and the power they wield is unfathomable.
What they preach is a dangerous doomsday theory, and what I have just said is imprinted by them in the resurrection contract of Hades, and is firmly engraved in our souls.
They believe that the entire era we live in is a mistake that must be corrected, and everything that happened in Xiko City is enough to prove that the Ring Tower, which claims to be indestructible, has long been in their shadow.
We've said enough.
Sandra, it’s time for you to leave!”
"The book in the fifth row and fourth column of the third bookshelf contains what you need."
Count Sycomer could obviously understand why his daughter and the most loyal knight would take the risk of returning to these ruins. He said simply:
"Sandra, you must re-sign a guardianship contract with the spirit of the mountain forest as Count Siko to rebuild the traditional power of the Siko Winged Cavalry. The ceremonial items for signing the contract are in the ancestral tombs of the Siko Maier family.
.
The place has been destroyed by war, but you must find the Forest Holy Grail again!
Without the blessings from the mountains and forests, the reconstruction of the Hussars is destined to be just an empty frame that cannot stop any evil.
Wallander.”
"exist!"
The Eagle Knight straightened his back and looked at his former master with a long sword in his hand. The old earl, who had become the lord of Hades, said hoarsely:
"Protect my daughter as you protect me, as you protect your glory."
"I swear!"
The knight responded solemnly.
"Go quickly, the call of death is imminent."
Mrs. Sicomaire's spirit body was constantly vibrating. She showed a painful expression and screamed:
"Leave here! Never set foot in these ruins at night. Their eyes will patrol the ruins of death at night. We can still control the undead under the city, but when the inevitable moment of separation comes, you will
Weapons must be pointed at us!”
"How should I save you?"
Little Sharon flew over and hugged the big thick-covered book her father said was locked up with a lock. Before being carried out of the study by Knight Valander, she screamed:
"Tell me! At least tell me a way! Father, mother! Tell me!"
"Only rest is the best blessing for the deceased, my child."
The old count's deep voice echoed and surged in the darkness, with a suppressed desire for destruction. He said:
"When we meet again on the battlefield, please purify us with your own hands."
"boom"
The doors of the Broken Castle were closed one after another in the cold wind. As Sharon watched, a layer of cold black frost stretched from the ground, quickly sealing all the ways into it.
This represents farewell.
It also represents the sealing of oneself.
This is enough to prove that the old earl and his wife still maintain their final sanity and sobriety, but as they said, as awakened persons, after the forced order is given, it is difficult for them to resist resolutely.
"We have to leave, Sharon."
Knight Valander listened to the goings on around him.
The uneasy restlessness has gradually spread, and it seems that the entire ruins of Xiko City are "alive" in a horrifying way under the call of some kind of power. He must save the little Earl of Sharon before things develop to the point of irreversibility.
Take it out.
To his surprise, little Sharon didn't beat her chest and beat her chest desperately.
On the contrary, she acted very calmly, tightly holding the book containing the hussar armor and weapon forging diagrams in her arms, and after taking a deep breath, she took the initiative to move quickly in the opposite direction.
"I thought you would cry, my lord."
Knight Valander followed quickly and whispered:
"You used to love crying in front of your parents."
"I'm crying, Wallander."
Sharon said with a sullen face:
"But I am a vampire, and vampires don't shed tears. This is a good thing, so that no one can see my weak side. We must rush back to the forest immediately to gather the elders of the tribe. My father wants me to recast the Hussars.
A guardianship contract with the spirit of the forest.
He actually didn’t even think about admitting defeat!
He also wanted to see the proud hussars galloping across the land of Transia again!
I have to do it all for him."
"But the family mausoleum has been severely damaged by the war."
Knight Valander said helplessly:
"We went in and took a look, and almost everything inside it collapsed."
"Miss Dorothy of the Blood Rat Gang used to be a tomb robber. She must have a way to bring back the 'Forest Holy Grail' that her father mentioned from the collapsed tomb."
Xiao Sharon blinked her blood-red eyes and said:
"In addition, I hope to invite the witch hunters from the Church of Avalon to come and observe our ceremony."
"No! This is not traditional!"
Wallander was furious immediately.
This old-fashioned and serious mountain knight said in a deep voice:
"The grudges between our mountain people and the old religion have been going on for hundreds of years. Your Majesty, they have been claiming that our ancient faith is a branch of the Avalon sect. This is an insult to our tradition! Our faith has existed for as long as that
There are too many old bullshit priests.”
"Alas, Wallander, we are all like this now, and the old religion has been buried in the remnants of history. What's the point of still worrying about it?"
Xiao Sharon whispered:
"Now I hope that the nonsense of those witch hunters is true, which means that the power of their beliefs can be used by us. The beliefs of the mountain people combined with the rituals of the old religion may benefit both parties.
.
You also heard the warnings from your father and mother.
The situation we are facing is too serious. Now is no longer the time to dwell on the past. Since I am the current Count of Xico, I have the right to command this mountain forest and the mountain tribes.
I said that I would invite President Natalie and her followers to come and observe our ceremony!
I've made up my mind!
If the elder has different opinions, let him go directly to Scarlet Castle to complain to Governor Murphy! That’s it, I have to tell Murphy the information we just collected, which will definitely help him.”
——
"Ah, I have a headache! How come this damn dusk is like pulling out a radish, pulling out a bunch of them!"
In the Blood Vulture Corridor of the Scarlet Castle, Murphy's face was as dark as water after he had finished talking to Xiao Sharon. Even though the lord was always optimistic, he was not happy about what happened in the past two days. He even wanted to sit in a convertible.
Take Tris out to relax.
There are unscientific things like the Undead Army in the filthy swamp in the south and Xiko City in the north. And now little Sharon has confirmed from the old count that this is the work of "Dusk".
Combined with the previous interrogation records of Plague King Zweig, it can be basically confirmed that the time and method of Dusk's arrangement in Transia were far beyond the imagination of Murphy and Tris.
What's worse is that there seems to be a part of this incident related to Tris.
This requires Murphy to immediately pay attention to both the public and private aspects.
But he also knew very well that at the current stage when Scarlet Castle had just completed the big hunt for the Jackals and was preparing to move into construction, he simply did not have enough resources to solve these two problems quickly.
Not to mention the Filthy Swamp, the undead army in Xiko City alone is already a problem that cannot be solved at all.
Seco City is not a "little country place" like Cadman City.
Before the city was destroyed, there were nearly half a million people in the city, and those killed by the plague were all the elite soldiers of the Confederation of Portia.
"No, even if I give out all the quotas I have now, I can't even crack this bone if I rely on players to survive for three days."
Murphy made a quick decision.
He must ask for support from "outside forces".
Of course, it is impossible to find the Wolf Girl or Marshal Loren. Those two guys will not use their precious power just because of these things.
The truth is cruel.
If Transia cannot withstand the raging gnolls, then the elites of both sides will still be left to protect their borders. In this situation, being enthusiastic about helping neighbors is not a decision that a normal commander can make.
Therefore, Murphy plans to ask for help from another "golden thigh".
"When it comes to such a critical situation, it turns out that only 'my family' can be relied upon."
His Excellency the Governor complained as he spread his wings at the entrance of the cloister and flew silently over the inner city that had been completely cleared by the witch hunters.
The tent of the Adventurer's Guild stands here in a planned manner, and some young people who have been transferred are building wooden houses that are relatively stronger and more suitable for living.
President Natalie also wants a solid and beautiful stone house. Unfortunately, the work teams led by the gray dusters and brick movers are still busy at the collective farm. They will not have time to build new ones in the next stage.
The Church of Avalon builds a house.
Murphy looked towards the outer city farther away in the night, and it was still deserted.
But a "residential area" composed of several square, three-story buildings that have been capped has begun to take shape. These houses will soon be tested by Transia in late autumn and early winter. If they can maintain a good thermal insulation effect, then
The lord does not have to worry about getting angry for his subjects to survive the winter.
He desperately hoped that everything would go smoothly, after all, this suffering land really needed some good news.
A minute later, Murphy landed lightly in the camp of the advance army of the Blood Alliance Knights.
It was also empty here. Murphy knew that the reserve Blood Knights and their followers would be practicing with their own young players in the Fight Club to polish their combat skills. The commander of this advance team, Ms. Leonia,
Walked out of his tent.
This bow knight is carrying his big bow and is fully armed as if he is about to go out to "hunt."
"What are you and Maxim doing out at night these days?"
Murphy asked with strange eyes:
"Going out on a date?"
"I think so."
The knight archer snorted and replied very disdainfully:
"Who told you that this damn place in Transia has too many troubles to deal with? I want to go with him to take a walk in the Under Armor Hills tonight.
I heard that Wolfsbane cubs from the Cato area appeared over there and were attacking the transport team.
Perhaps the remnants of the Gray Claw faction."
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Murphy sincerely expressed his gratitude to the proud bow knight in front of him, but then he said seriously:
"I need you to help me contact the Blood Alliance Knights. I have some important news to tell your leader."
"Ms. Yvette must have gone out to have fun by now. I suggest you come over in the early morning."
Leonia answered simply:
"The lady doesn't want to be disturbed when she is enjoying her lustful pleasure. Believe me, Lord Lord, you are so handsome and you don't want to be taken care of by a crazy female hunter who is of golden rank and is always hungry."
"Is it really okay for you to be so venomous towards your elders?"
Murphy complained, then shook his head and corrected:
"Instead of asking you to contact Ms. Yvette, I want to talk to Lord Paying directly. I know that you have a secret technique that can contact the headquarters of the Blood Alliance clan."
"This is impossible!"
Leonia immediately refused:
"This is against the rules! Anyone who wants to meet the Lord needs to make an appointment fifteen days in advance. It's not that the Lord is really busy, but mainly because of his personality. He likes everything to be organized. What's more, people on the mainland want to meet
The Lord has too many vampires.
Although you have a special status, with all due respect, Sir Murphy, the Lord will not look at you differently just because of your series of titles.
Because that’s the rule!
I can help you report it now, and you can see the Lord in half a month."
"No! I want to see him right away, and I am sure that the Lord will take the initiative to have a long talk with me tonight."
Murphy rubbed his neck and whispered to the disbelieving arch knight in front of him:
