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Morgiana raised the potion chalice in her hand.
The energy in the potion chalice was rolling, and the stored magic wind energy was released by the Lake God Witch. There was a rumble of thunder in the clouds, and Morgiana whispered the magic spell and guided the power of lightning.
"Uh ah ah!" This male serf looked to be about thirty years old. He was frightened to death. He sat on the ground and backed away. What appeared in front of him were more than a dozen zombies and several cannibals.
ghost.
Zombies are the lowest level of undead after the corpse is immediately resurrected. These undead have lost their minds and even their instincts. They only know how to attack the enemy under the control of the necromancer or vampire leader. The eyes of these corpses exude blue light.
The soul fire approached the serf step by step.
"Help~Help!" The serfs screamed miserably. At the same time, the Lake God Prophet had finished chanting the spell, and the Lake God Prophet raised his hand: "Thorn Shield!"
Dense thorn plants grew directly on the snow-covered land, separating the serfs from the zombies. The zombies were blocked by the thorns, and the sharp thorns pierced into their decaying bodies, but it had no effect. The zombies
Blocked by thorns, their claws and teeth were not sharp enough, so they could only try in vain to break free.
Ghouls are much stronger than zombies, and their sharp claws can tear apart these thorns. Within a few seconds, some thorns were torn apart, and the serfs rolled up and seemed to be running for their lives again.
"Urenor Lightning Bolt!" At this moment, Morgiana finally completed the casting of Lightning Bolt. The light blue magical energy opened the thick clouds. From the sky, a powerful lightning ball cut through the clouds.
It smashed into the group of zombies and ghouls, and the explosive lightning blasted the group of zombies and ghouls into pieces and turned them into ashes.
Some ghouls cunningly hid behind the zombies and were lucky enough to survive. When they saw Morgiana's appearance, they immediately ran away and ran wildly, disappearing into the woods.
The remaining zombies disintegrated themselves almost at the same time and turned into real corpses and pieces of flesh.
Morgiana narrowed her eyes. There must be a vampire or necromancer controlling these zombies nearby! Seeing her appearance, it must have immediately cut off the control so that she could not detect its existence.
With her golden eyebrows furrowed, Morgiana thought to herself: Are the vampires in the Principality of Belion so corrupt? Can these undead creatures be seen openly operating near the village in broad daylight?
"Ahhhh~ I'm saved~" The male serf rolled around on the floor a few times and finally got up. He seemed to be so frightened that he almost peed his pants. The expression on his face was that of someone who would survive the disaster. When he saw
Seeing Morgiana with a cold face, she immediately crawled towards her on her knees: "Your Highness the Lake God Witch... Your Highness the Lake God Witch..."
"Qiang!" The sharp sword was unsheathed, and a shimmering rune sword was held in Morgiana's hand. The Lake God Witch said sternly: "That's enough! Just right there, don't come close to me!"
"Yes, yes!" The serf quickly stopped. Just as he was about to raise his head and say something, Morgiana suddenly heard a burst of footsteps behind her and the exclamation of Clement, the prophet of the Lake God.
: "Your Highness Morgiana, behind you!"
A dire wolf with blue fire in its eyes rushed towards Morgiana at an extremely fast speed. It roared, kicked its hind legs hard, and rushed directly towards Morgiana's back. The smell was disgusting and disgusting.
Saliva spurted out from its bloody mouth.
Morgiana's eyes tightened, without any panic at all. She held the hilt of the rune sword firmly in her right hand. The sword came straight out, and the sharp rune sword blade went straight into the dire wolf's bloody mouth, and then followed the dire wolf's body.
Pierce it in.
In a bloody storm, the dire wolf was disemboweled by Morgiana's sword, and its intestines and blood were scattered all over the floor. Under the protection of the golden belt, none of the fishy blood and disgusting body fluids could get close to Morgiana.
The body is blocked by the shield.
"Your Highness Morgiana? Are you okay?" The Lake God Prophet quickly rode to Morgiana's side.
"It's okay..." Morgiana's alluring face was full of seriousness. She looked at the corpse of the dire wolf and said, "It's just a despicable sneak attacker."
Then, the Lake God Witch returned her gaze to the serf in front of her. It seemed that she was being chased by a vampire creature. Morgiana's Mirror told her that the serf in front of her was also filled with the disgusting stench of vampires and traces of undead magic.
: "Are you a nearby villager?"
"Yes, I am a villager from nearby Feuerbach. My name is Allen." The serf knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you very much, my highness, for saving my life!"
"Feuerbach..." Morgiana and Clement looked at each other. That was the village they were going to. The girl in the prophecy was in Feuerbach: "Are you a resident there?
How is Feuerbach doing now?"
"The situation is not very good, my highness. Since the continuous war, the number of residents in the town has dropped sharply. There used to be three to five hundred people, but now there may not even be two hundred." The serf kowtowed: "This year the knights
The master wanted to collect taxes again, and we saw that we couldn't survive, so I wanted to go into the woods to see if I could find something to eat, but I met the undead again. Hey, if His Highness hadn't saved me, I would definitely be dead.
, but there is only some rye and bran left at home..."
"That's enough, shut up and take us to Feuerbach." The Lake God Prophet didn't bother to listen to the serfs' complaints. If the Saint's Convent was a charity organization that allowed serfs to complain, then Brittania would be queuing up to complain.
The serf could go around the old world half a time, so she decisively stopped the serf from what he said next.
Morgiana's face was stern and she remained silent. It was obvious that she did not take the serf's words to heart.
So the serfs took the Lake God Witch and the Lake God Prophet together to Feuerbach.
This is a village that has shown signs of decline. In the rain and snow, there are still a few militiamen and guards standing guard on the low wooden city walls and sentries, but the residents are rarely seen. Looking around, the entire village
Almost buried in the snow, like a half-dead old man, panting hard, trying to find his last glimmer of hope.
The big tree man at the entrance of the village was hung with an astonishing number of corpses. The corpses were composed of the army from Estalia, unwelcome outsiders and criminal serfs. Morgiana looked up and knew that there were at least three or four corpses.
Ten tools.
The authority of the Lake God Witch is absolute. Under her order, the knight of the kingdom who was granted the title in this village immediately ordered all the serfs to come out of the house and accept the Lake God Witch's questioning.
In the middle of winter, heavy snow fell, and all the townspeople in their early 200s were called out. Morgiana immediately found the girl with excellent spellcasting talent. Then she ignored the serf parents' kneeling and crying and ordered
Clement took the girl away.
This is not because Morgiana is cold-blooded, but because the Witch of the Lake God knows very well that if these children with magical talents are not taken away early and sent to the kingdom of the Lake Fairy for training, their fate will almost be the same when they grow up.
Destined to be corrupted by Chaos in the process of trying to cast spells, and then corrupted. In the end, these children will become high-quality portals for Chaos demons, helping the demons appear in the main material plane.
With rare exceptions, it is only a matter of time before one becomes corrupted.
When the serf parents begged not to take these children away, did they also understand in their hearts whether they had the right to keep these children alive? And then watch them become portals for the devil? Eventually, they would bring destruction to the entire village and even to the
nation?
No, the serfs will not understand, so Morgiana will not explain. The Witch of the Lake God has given the opportunity. If the families of these prodigies have the ability to send them to study at the Imperial Royal Wizarding Academy, Morgiana will not either.
Prevent.
After the handover was completed, Morgiana signaled Clement to take the girl away. The Lake God Witch directly used her powerful magic to open the portal: "Clement, you go back first, I want to go to Belion.
Go to the castle to find Theodoric."
"Yes, your highness." The Lake God Prophet took the girl and disappeared into the portal.
Morgiana's face was indifferent, she nodded, and then rode Hilfain toward the outside of the village. However, in the wind and snow, a lonely figure stopped her: "Your Highness the Lake God Witch!"
"It's you, what's the matter?" Morgiana frowned, what is this serf going to do?
"My Highness, thank you for saving my life!" The serf named Allen said on his knees.
"If that's what you're going to say, there's no need to say it anymore, I understand." Morgiana said impatiently, and then motioned for the unicorn to continue walking.
"Well, my Highness, I know I have nothing to repay you with." What Morgiana didn't expect was that the serf stopped her again, and he tremblingly took out something from his body.
A string of pearls strung together with silk thread.
"What is this?" The pearl in the serf's hand looked bright and round, very beautiful.
"I picked this up at the beach. I took it home and strung it up myself. After thinking about it, I think this is the only thing that can repay His Majesty the Lake God Witch's kindness. Please accept it, Your Majesty!" The serf named Allen kowtowed.
, and then kneeled on the ground.
When Morgiana saw such a beautiful pearl, she fell in love with it at first glance. When she thought that the serf in front of her was indeed saved by her, Morgiana sighed softly. She got off Sylphan's body, and under her gray dress
, Xianchen's white short boots stepped on the ground, and the jade hand wrapped in lace gloves shook, and the pearl chain in Allen's hand flew into Morgiana's hand.
The cautious Lake God Witch checked and made sure there were no traces of magic on the pearl. She nodded: "Okay, I'll take the things and you can go back."
After saying that, Morgiana ignored the serf and left on Sylphan.
Allen watched the Lake God Witch walk away, and then he walked step by step towards his town.
At this time, some people began to talk about the serf who survived the catastrophe.
"I say Allen is really lucky. Three days ago, he encountered a pack of dire wolves in the wild. He was rescued by a passing wizard, and today he was rescued by the Lake God Witch."
"Yeah, I even doubt whether he is the one favored by the goddess of luck?"
The serfs were talking a lot, but Allen didn't respond at all. He walked towards his house step by step.
After closing the door, Allen looked blankly at his family's four-armed house, and then walked to the middle of the room. Then, the serf fell to the ground as if his bones had been removed, losing all vitality and hot blood.
Flowing all over the place.
In the rapid bleeding, he turned into a mummy.
In the darkness of the room, a decayed and dry voice spoke, "Don't be anxious, everything is going according to plan."
"Yes, Godfather." There was some confusion in the young voice: "But... Godfather, the flood in Bichi has seriously damaged Connaught's economy. Our originally planned attack on Bordeaux next year can only be postponed.
Already."
"It doesn't matter, for us, the most important thing is time... Morgiana is not that easy to win, we need to be patient, my godson." The dry voice said: "Have you seen Morgiana's power?
"
"...very powerful."
"As long as we fail to capture her immediately, the nearby knights will come to support within fifteen minutes, and then more knights..."
"I understand, Godfather."
"Very good, then, according to the information sent back from Belion, Theodoric will hold a singing concert in Belion's singing hall tonight. Depending on the time, Morgiana will arrive at about that time.
Berlion Castle." The withered voice continued, and it seemed happy that the young voice could understand the key points: "At that time, it is time for us to take action."
"I will summon an army of undead to attack the singing hall of Belion Castle, and you, take advantage of this opportunity, immediately go find the nine volumes hidden in the Library of Belion! Haha~ hundreds of years ago
It’s time for accumulation and latency to take effect.”
"yes!"
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At dusk that day, the heavy snow finally stopped, and Morgiana also arrived at Berlion Castle.
The main castle of Belion is located at the commanding heights of the city and the island's peaks. Many small turrets are located in the coordinated and integrated civilian buildings along the mountain to control the sea. The tall and sturdy towers in the streets can resist the army with only one person. Many gardens and houses are
It is a confined space, and the invaders will be cut off from each other by the above-mentioned building structures and annihilated one by one. Therefore, the invaders of Estalia have attacked the castle several times but returned without success every time.
"Where is your Excellency the Duke? I have something to ask him." The castle door opened, Morgiana's face was as cold as ice, and she asked directly towards the guard.
"My Royal Highness, His Excellency the Duke is in the singing hall. There is a concert tonight. You can go directly to him." The guard responded with some pride.
A flash of displeasure flashed in Morgiana's eyes. Compared to the Red Dragon Duke Berhemond, who is a model of chivalry, Theodoric, the Duke of Belion, is the opposite of Berhemond.
Both sides.
Theodoric wielded a huge battle ax and charged in the battle, ruthlessly and cruelly split open the enemies who were unable to fight, and threw their corpses to the ground. He always attacked frontally but rarely returned with injuries.
The knight claimed that the power of war had come to the Duke, and any opponent who was knocked down by him would have to finish off the opponent only after finishing the attack.