"Sister, I'm afraid." In the dim underground passage, a seven or eight-year-old boy wearing a complicated robe clutched a corner of a girl's dress with a look of panic and sadness on his face.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister will protect you." The girl, who was holding a short stick tightly in her hand, heard her brother's call and quickly lowered her head, with a very stiff smile on her face.
"Not only will my sister protect you, but these brave and fearless battles will also protect you." The girl in a white aristocratic dress knelt down, looked at her brother's young face, and pointed at the more than 20 people in front of and behind her wearing
A guard wearing stainless steel armor, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.
"I don't want them to protect me, I want my father to protect me." When the child heard his sister's comfort, the tears in his eyes fell down. He threw himself into his sister's arms and let out a slight sob:
"Sister, can you tell me when dad will come back?"
"..." The girl felt her brother's efforts to suppress the whimpering in her arms, and her eyes turned red for a moment, "Father has gone out to protect Ansel's people, and he will not be able to come back for the time being."
"I want daddy." The eight-year-old child sobbed in a low voice. He had received a complete aristocratic education since he could remember, and his intelligence was comparable to that of some fifteen or sixteen-year-old civilians.
Therefore, through his current position, this child knows that this is not the place where he can vent his negative emotions wantonly, and he knows that he must control his emotions.
When following his sister under the protection of the family's guardian knight, he entered the escape tunnel prepared under his family's castle. When he saw the undead skeletons that were almost crowded in the tunnel, the child knew that their situation was very bad and they were not playing tricks on their own now.
Temper, when you are willful.
The child recalled what happened not long ago - he was sitting in his room, accepting questions from his private teacher, while his father was watching with a smile, but for some reason, the air suddenly changed in an instant.
It was very depressing and made him feel uncomfortable, just like the feeling he had when he was five years old and drowning.
He saw with his own eyes his white-haired teacher covering his chest, his face so pale and limp that he fell to the ground. At the same time, he heard a deafening explosion and vague roars and screams outside the window.
He also saw his father standing aside. At that moment, a bright red light of fighting spirit erupted, instantly dispelling the cold feeling that enveloped his body.
Just when he was about to throw himself into his father's arms, his father grabbed him with a serious face and handed him over to his sister who ran over in a hurry.
The next moment, lying in his sister's arms, he saw his father, holding a sword, donning armor, and rising into the sky. Before leaving, he heard the last words his father said to his sister:
"Olina, take your brother, run, do everything you can to go to Asriel City and seek asylum from Lord Marquis Luther."
The child knew that that was probably the last time he would see his father, because he had never seen his father so serious and solemn before.
..."Miss, what should we do now?" A guard looked at the two siblings who were protected in the middle with a look of fear on his face, and asked in a low voice.
"According to my father's final order, we will do everything possible to go to Asriel Territory and seek asylum from Lord Marquis Luther." The young girl Olena replied with determination.
"But, Miss, you also know that all the teleportation arrays in the castle are no longer usable, and the three escape passages under the castle are all filled with skeletons. We have no way to get to Asriel City.
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"There is another way." A look of determination appeared on Olena's face, "Just walk on the ground."
"But, Miss, there are undead everywhere in Ansel City now. If we want to take you out, it will be too risky and difficult. It is difficult for us to guarantee that you will not be harmed."
"I am a second-level silver mage and I don't need your protection." Olina said with a serious face. "You only need to protect my brother."
"Sister, can't we stay in the castle?" At this time, the young child who was lying in the girl's flat arms raised his head and said timidly.
"No." Olina shook her head without hesitation, "We can't stay in the castle."
"Why can't you stay in the castle?" the young guard asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Miss, according to the young master, stay in the castle, just activate the defensive array and wait for rescue. Ansel City
Those low-level undead skeletons will never be able to shake the castle's defense, and we will be safe."
"Safety is only temporary. If we don't run now, in the end, we will end up like those skeletons.
Why do you think the corpses buried in the cemetery move, and why do the dead bones buried deep in the ground turn into undead and crawl out?"
"Why?" the young guard asked in a daze. He didn't know why everything that was originally peaceful and beautiful turned into this.
"Because someone has cast a top necromancy spell that envelopes the whole city, the Scourge of the Undead." Olena's face turned blue. The more she knew, the more frightened she became, "That's why the dead will resurrect."
"The coverage and duration of the Scourge of the Undead are determined by the caster's level of understanding and strength. And the person who casts the Scourge of the Undead against our city of Ansel is most likely a legendary necromancer."
"Legend? How is that possible?"
"Yeah, how is it possible? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I don't believe that a legendary mage would have come to Ansel City."
Olina recalled the horrific scenes before the disaster that almost made her suffocate.
At that time, Olena was holding a spell book, swinging on a swing in the castle garden, and reading a book, quite leisurely. But when she felt a cold and biting wave sweep across the ground under her feet.
The aristocratic girl watched helplessly as white skeletal arms protruded from the soil under the colorful flowers in front of her, and then low-level skeleton soldiers with mutilated bodies crawled out, forming a very impactful scene.
Of course, this was just scary, not shocking. What happened next was truly unforgettable for this noble girl.
A thick white bone giant hand, like a skeleton soldier crawling out of the ground, suddenly appeared above the temple area in Ansel City, and then wrapped in a terrifying death aura and curse, it slapped all the temples.
Amidst the scolding of the archbishop and the roar of the paladin, the giant white-bone hand wiped out the temple area with a slap...