The streets of the town were very deserted, with only Gallo walking alone. Although it was already dark, a town with a population of thousands should not be like this...
On the other hand, the windows of the houses around the street were opened one after another. The residents inside stood by the windows, staring at Gallo just like the two guards. Their eyes looked complicated and weird, with normal curiosity and deep inside.
There is some kind of hostility hidden there.
They had the same weird smiles on their faces, looking particularly weird, as if they were looking at a delicious plate of dinner.
The surroundings were completely silent, and not a single extra sound could be heard.
Gallo continued to walk deeper into the town. Along the way, more and more windows were opened, and more and more residents were watching him, as if he was being stared at by the entire town.
Enjoying this silent gaze, Gallo couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and regretted that he shouldn't have been lazy and didn't bring the Skull Crusher's outfit with him.
Finally, Gallo arrived at a square in the middle of the town. Many residents gathered here, with their backs to him, standing upright like wooden stakes. After feeling someone approaching, they all turned their heads.
Turned 180 degrees, turned around and looked at him with a smile.
The corners of their grinned mouths revealed rows of white teeth, as if they couldn't wait any longer.
"Does anyone among you know how to speak?"
Gallo asked.
The crowd moved a few steps, revealing a figure surrounded by them in the middle.
The man looked very well-dressed and wore a gorgeous gold necklace around his neck. He looked wealthy and wealthy. He looked like a big shot like the mayor, but his eyes were filled with a hint of green, as if he had two eyes.
The flames were leaping.
He looked at Gallo first, and then looked at the holy flame in Gallo's palm, with a smile on his face that was different from those around him, as if he was mocking and mocking.
After Gallo looked at the other party carefully for a while, he tentatively asked:
"Lich?"
"Haha, although you are weak, you don't seem to be stupid..."
The mayor answered, his voice sounding low and hoarse, as if he had just crawled out of the earth.
"You are really a lich! But why do you look like this?"
Gallo asked very curiously.
As a very special kind of undead creature, lichs are transformed from those mages who are dissatisfied with their short life and have not lived enough. They all have at least the strength of the seventh level master level, which is the so-called great magician level.
Not only do they possess all kinds of powerful magic, but they also master more dangerous necromancy arts. Coupled with the undead creatures controlled by them, one person is an army, and their strength is extremely terrifying, far beyond the seventh level.
If people want to defeat a lich, they often need to recruit a lot of people, risk huge risks, fight bloody battles, and pay a heavy price before they can defeat it.
It's just a matter of repelling the lich. It's difficult to really kill the lich. They have phylacteries, which are specially used to save their lives. The phylacteries are not destroyed and their souls are immortal. They can borrow corpses to resurrect them at any time.
Fortunately, most lichs are relatively low-key. They usually hide in Diga, the country of the undead, and rarely appear outside. Moreover, their image should be that of a skeleton, not the fat-headed one in front of them.
Fat bald man.
That's why Gallo was particularly curious.
"Interesting, you dare to come to my field just for this ridiculous curiosity?"
"Who gave you the confidence? Is this a pitiful fourth-level holy flame like a flame?"
The Lich sneered mercilessly, and the flames in his eyes jumped again.
A group of residents poured out from behind Gallo, took heavy and slow steps, and surrounded him in the middle of the square.
Gallo did not answer his question, but continued:
"You plan to turn the residents here into living corpses?"
"Jie Jie Jie, I just gave them eternal life..."
The Lich Monster smiled and continued:
"Come on, join us! As a reward for making me laugh, I will let you retain some sanity and become a resentful spirit..."
"What would a resentful soul made by a priest look like? This is really exciting."
The other party's malice was already very obvious, but Gallo was still calm and continued to ask:
"Why are you so impatient? Can't you be more patient? I still have many questions to ask. Don't you lichs like to answer other people's questions and show off your knowledge and abilities?"
These words sounded a bit strange, and the lich was stunned for a moment, then asked back:
"Have you ever met other lichs?"
"Yes, I met a very kind lich. He answered many of my questions and helped me understand a lot about lichs..."
"It's a pity that his patience is only slightly better than yours. He rushed into action without answering a few questions."
The lich couldn't help being stunned again:
"You could actually escape from a lich?"
"Maybe I underestimated you a little?"
Gallo quickly waved his hands and defended:
"No, no, I didn't escape..."
"I just accidentally killed it..."
The flames in the eyes of the lich across from him suddenly froze, as if they were in a daze.
Gallo continued:
"So I hope you can cooperate and answer my questions well."
"Can these townspeople be saved? Can they turn back into humans?"
The reason why he didn't rush to take action at the beginning was because he wanted to ask this. He thought that these townspeople might be able to save something.
The Lich answered him with practical actions.
"Kill him! Tear him to pieces!"
The Lich roared loudly, and the green flames in his eyes burned brightly.
And the surrounding townspeople who originally had a little bit of the atmosphere of the living have completely turned into zombies and reduced to undead creatures. They no longer have the slightest flavor of the living.
They let out dry roars from their mouths and rushed towards Gallo at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people.
Shields appeared in front of Gallo, wrapping him in all directions.
The zombies hit the shield one after another, making a muffled sound of "dong dong dong".
And his free right hand quickly formed mudra and chanted the revised prayer:
"The flower of hope connects the bond..."
Then, he held the holy flame with his left hand and scattered it casually in front of him, like throwing flower petals.
At the same time, he whispered to the townspeople who were completely hopeless:
"Feel sorry..."
The holy flame, which was originally just the size of a flame, suddenly exploded and shattered into a large mass of tiny dust, which spread to the surroundings with Gallo as the center.
These dusts vaguely form the shape of a flower, which looks like a holy epiphyllum blooming at night.
Level 7 Holy Flame: Funeral Flower.
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Thanks to the book friends of Wuyan Xinshen and The Stormy Night in the Second Dimension for their generous reward.