The necropolis of Fire Dance City is a public cemetery for civilians. This kind of urban area design is older than the history of the empire, and it is also a tradition left by the Holy Lord Church.
The reasons for all this may be traced back nearly a thousand years ago. At that time, human beings' understanding of magic was only limited to the legends of distant countries talked about by traveling merchants, the rumors in the countryside about widows who were good at cooking, and the ghosts wearing animal skins who haunted the wilderness.
Strange figures, the deeds of saints preached by priests in the chapel.
However, in some unverifiable corner, the first corpse reawakened by magic crawled out of the cemetery, and necromancy appeared.
Even today's mages who are extremely accomplished in necromancy cannot deny the most fundamental driving force for the development of necromancy - the fear of death.
This has led to the development of necromancy. It was not laid down by any spellcaster with extraordinary wisdom, special blood, and noble status. Necromancy seemed to have appeared naturally, and it was not left behind in many spellcasters.
In the hands of the predecessors, it can be continuously passed on and developed.
The contemporary mages who are still committed to justifying the name of necromancy believe that due to the oppression of the Holy Lord Church, the constraints of the social environment, and the general ignorance of the people, necromancy had to be spread in secret. They even think that
, long before the emergence of necromancy in human society, there were various necromancy species that possessed similar magical abilities.
But no matter what, after the emergence of necromancy, it brought a great impact to human society at that time, both physically and cognitively. Dead corpses crawled out of the ground, attacked living people, and even returned to
What kind of intense terror and fright would this bring to the deceased's original home?
At first, there were only sporadic cases, and corpses attacking living people were regarded as distant rumors. Until about five hundred years ago, an undead disaster occurred that affected almost the entire human settlement in the Old World.
At that time, humans in the Old World were still in a state of dotted with large and small kingdoms. Although there were several relatively large kingdoms, they were far less vast than the later Great Londinium Empire.
The location where the undead disaster first broke out was the snowfield area at the easternmost point of the Old World known to mankind at that time. That place was mainly the location for the survival activities of various chiefdoms. Due to the distance and lack of information, those large countries in relatively wealthy areas
Don't see it as a threat.
So much so that the vast army of the dead wiped out villages, towns, cities, and countries one after another. Countless refugees frantically fled westward. Only when the catastrophe was completely caused did it attract attention.
Faced with such a situation, those wealthy countries closed their city gates, destroyed bridges, and pierced ships, just to block the countless refugees. And the refugees who were able to escape thousands of miles alive had already experienced countless cruel and inhumane horrors along the way.
Through experience, they used the dead as food to satisfy their hunger and survive, used flesh and blood as ladders to climb up the city walls, and used bones and stones as soldiers to fight madly.
In the end, it was impossible to estimate whether the casualties were more caused by the refugees or the army of the dead. People at that time could not even tell which ones were the refugees and which ones were the walking corpses.
Unfortunately, the refugees destroyed cities and villages along the way, leaving behind a large number of corpses. This in turn provided sufficient "sources of troops" for the army of the dead approaching from behind, almost turning the old continent into a kingdom of the dead.
The Holy Lord Church was almost a beacon of human civilization in that era. Although the territory of the living was shrinking, it relied on the church’s pastors, armed guards, and literate priests of all sizes at that time to provide the remaining human beings with services.
The only remaining hope.
At that time, the Holy Bishop had three earthly saints, namely the "Mother of Love", the "Bishop Copyist" and the "Spear of Mission". It was they who eliminated the disaster of the dead.
The "Mother of Love" took in a large number of refugees, used miracles to create a large amount of food every day to save the refugees from hunger, and sent priests to treat the sick and pacify people's hearts; the "biblical bishop" assigned the refugees different tasks and let them build buildings
Fortifications were built, wasteland was reclaimed for farmland, priests were sent to count the population and manage the refugees; the "Spear of Mission" trained the refugees to become soldiers and armed guards, established the "Salvation Army", and became the main force to resist the army of the dead.
People in later generations are used to seeing it as an ultimate battle between the living and the dead, justice and evil, light and darkness. In fact, there is no such thing as a saint on earth who can instantly wipe out the army of the dead as soon as he takes action.
Although the power of miracles is indeed an excellent weapon to destroy the army of the dead and fight against necromancy, in the end, it took the Holy Lord Church, together with the remaining human countries, nearly two generations to subside the necromantic plague in the Old World.
Go down.
In this process, the Holy Lord Church has summarized a large number of methods to deal with necromancy. This is not only limited to how to use miraculous power to fight, but also includes how to deal with dead bodies and appease the souls of the dead.
Since cremation is similar to fire punishment, being cremated and reduced to ashes is considered by the church to be a punishment for unclean people. Therefore, how to properly handle the buried corpse has become the key to preventing the disaster of the undead.
The Holy Lord Church requires that the deceased be buried in a centralized manner, and that the clergy of the church oversee and pray, and use miraculous power to prevent necromancy from acting on the corpse.
As a result, every city in the Old World has set up a public cemetery, and there must be people sent by the church to take care of it. Rich families have private tombs, and they can specially invite priests to perform miracles to protect the tombs of their ancestors.
This tradition was later brought to the New World along with the colonial expansion. However, the New World was more of an arena for mages, and it was difficult for the Holy Lord Church to have a profound intervention. Although Huowu City has a large cemetery, there are only a few people in the city.
The few church members are also concentrated there.
Their daily job is to collect the corpses of civilians and transport them to the cemetery for burial. Compared with the saints on the ground with halos on their heads and wings on their backs in the murals of the cathedral, they are not at all bright and sacred.
When Xuan Weizi followed the middle-aged doctor to the corpse collector's hut, it did not have the miraculous aura of the chapel built by Sir Salemi. It was not only dim and lifeless, but there was even a strong sense of "death" lingering there.
"Qi", if a living person lives here for a long time, he is afraid that the meridians will be blocked, the muscles and bones will decay, and the vitality will be continuously consumed.
"Is this the negative energy that is free from reality?" Xuanweizi Yuanshen sensed this abnormality. It would be better to say that the dark and lightless cemetery next to it was also filled with negative energy.
Xuanweizi's understanding of necromancy is limited to the fact that negative energy is its main component. Contrary to the fact that positive energy can heal injuries and illnesses, negative energy is a life-threatening ghost for living people, constantly succumbing to any creature that is unable to resist it.
Extract vitality, heat, and life from the body.
Xuan Weizi himself practices alchemy and condenses his vitality, so he is naturally not afraid of this free negative energy, but ordinary people without protection cannot withstand the accumulated wear and tear over time. Even if they have immunity, they can still wear it out day by day.
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"Living in a place like this, I'm afraid that just treating the disease is not enough to change the problem." Xuan Weizi said: "Didn't you say that the body collectors are church members? Why don't you use a miracle to completely purify the cemetery?"
The middle-aged doctor knocked on the door of the corpse collector's cabin, turned around and said with a gloomy face: "They don't know how to perform miracles. Huowu City has always rejected church clergy, and the few who do it work in rich people's homes."
Family pastors don’t dare to show up casually.”
Xuan Weizi asked again: "Don't ordinary people have the need to pray? I see that many people in Huowu City are not living a good life."
Xuan Weizi does not believe that the rule of the Master can eliminate the accumulated habits in the hearts of ordinary people. People have endured long-term suffering and inevitably place their spirits on the salvation of the Almighty. This cannot be easily reversed by eliminating worship and belief.
"Yes, but the mage masters don't allow it, so what else can you do? That is, buy the holy statue and holy emblem from the black market, take it home and worship it, and worship if you have anything or nothing to do." The middle-aged doctor knocked on the door again.
Xuan Weizi narrowed his eyes, and his sight seemed to penetrate the obstacle. He then pushed aside the middle-aged doctor, raised his hand and smashed the door bolt in the air. The door seemed to be rushed open by the strong breath inside, and a blast of air blew out.
The smell of rancid stock.
"Vomit--" The middle-aged doctor was so stupefied by the rancid smell that hit his face that he couldn't keep his eyes open. He turned away and vomited. Even though he was a doctor who was used to seeing dead bodies, he was still shocked by the smell.
Xuan Weizi had long since shut down his outer breath and circulated his inner breath. The lingering subtle vitality protected his internal organs. The protective spiritual energy automatically unfolded and he stepped into the hut.
With a flick of his finger, a cold light rose up. In the humid and hot corpse collector's hut, eight simple camp beds were placed against the wall, with corpses with blackened and swollen skin lying on them. All the corpse collectors in the room were actually
They all died of a strange disease!
Xuan Weizi made no move. The middle-aged doctor held on to the door frame and approached the hut. When he saw the situation inside the house, he was about to shout when he saw the corpses of all the corpse collectors rapidly expanding and bursting like balloons.
The next moment, a field that prohibited teleportation and communication spells suddenly enveloped the corpse collector's hut, followed by an earth-shattering explosion!
A ball of vicious green smog, like a swollen vesicle that exploded and splashed out countless disgusting thick juices. It blew up the entire body collector's hut. The masonry was acid-etched, the beams and columns were reduced to slag, and the explosion without any trace of fire corroded the surrounding ground.
The ground was pitch black, and the vast expanse of weeds that were lush and fertile due to the decay of corpses all year round were turned into wisps of white smoke by the sweeping smoke miasma, and completely melted away in the blink of an eye.
After the dust settled, Xuan Weizi stood there expressionlessly, motionless. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the middle-aged doctor beside him. All that was left was a skeleton with some incomplete muscles attached, and a wide open jaw.
The bones represent the panic and confusion in the last moment of life.
"Come out, we have to take action anyway." Xuan Weizi turned around and faced the direction of the cemetery. He moved his shoulders slightly, and the rolling thunder was emptied. The shock wave spread in all directions, and the ground around his feet sank and cracked like a spider web.
Extravagance, sweeping out a vague outline from the darkness of night invisible to the naked eye.
They were two tall figures. Xuan Weizi pointed his sword, and the cold light source shone outward in a radius of a hundred feet. The two people wearing cloaks could clearly be seen. Each held an epee, a battle axe, a flail, an axe, and a sickle in both hands. Their physiques
He was three points taller than Wolf, and he looked very tough just standing there.
However, Xuan Weizi just glanced at them, and then focused his gaze on an uninhabited space in the sky. He moved his lips slightly and said slowly: "Place a doctor who has been hypnotized by hypnosis next to me and lead me to a place like this."
Launching a sneak attack, using a room full of corpses as a trap, and planning to fight in a place where negative energy is free. Are you a necromancer?"
Archmage Diant in mid-air was hidden by the dark shadows generated by the "Twilight Curtain", but he could clearly hear the voice of Xuan Weizi on the ground. Before he was about to respond, Xuan Weizi on the ground said again: "Now
The only one who is eager to kill me, after thinking about it, is the Commander of the Fursman Army. Regardless of whether he hates conspiracies as much as the rumors say, the staff secretary of Finn Byron next to him does not have such taboos.
But if you just want to kill me, out of self-protection, Nelem will definitely drive Fusman and the Imperial Legion out of Fire Dance City. Nelem, who has aroused vigilance, is under heavy protection. You may not be able to
It was easy to win, let alone attack the Huowu City with its towering walls and complete weapons.
So while setting up an ambush to kill me, you must have gone to deal with Nelem. To ensure the chance of winning, Fusman can only deal with Nelem himself. As for the gentleman in mid-air, you should be the Tower of Pentagram.
Some high-ranking figure in the country, right? Were you invited by Fusman to assassinate me?"
Diante was a little surprised. He implanted the death sacs he cultivated into the bodies of the corpse collectors in advance, and used their corpses to decay to cover up the magic aura, just to ensure the effect of the trap. As a result, it could not hurt Xuan Weizi at all, and it also made him
He completely saw through his joint plan with Fusman.
No matter what, the priority now is to kill this "Doctor Olenso" here!
"Hmph! As long as the 'wide-area dimensional lock' and 'message interference field' are still in effect, you won't be able to inform that old pervert Nelum!" Dianthe just laughed in his heart and had no intention of showing up.
Under the command, the two tall figures on the ground held heavy weapons and rushed towards Xuan Weizi.
The two tall figures opened their cloaks at the same time, revealing lifeless purple-gray skin and dense centipede-shaped sutures. Rich negative energy flowed through their bodies, driving every inch of unnatural muscle tissue to move at high speed, and they strode forward.
OK.
The four heavy weapons in their hands all have level three magic effects, and are each enchanted with additional elements of ice, fire, and electronic music.
"Servant of flesh and blood?" Xuan Weizi remembered the saying he had read in the book. Before the two big men could rush towards him, Diante in the sky chanted a spell. Under the cover of the "twilight curtain", the sound of his spell was not transmitted.
He raised his hand slightly, adjusted the distance, and pointed his finger directly at Xuan Weizi without hesitation. The sinister "finger of death" struck down like black lightning!
Black lightning broke through the air and hit Xuan Weizi's body. Xuan Weizi showed a horrified expression, his face was broken, he let out a silent scream, and his whole body twisted unnaturally.
Without further ado, two flesh-and-blood servant spirits flew over, slashing head-on and slashing across the waist, cutting Xuan Weizi into several pieces on the spot.
When Diante was pleasantly surprised, he suddenly saw Xuan Weizi's body turned into several groups of slime crystals with silver light flowing around, scurrying outward like living creatures, and directly turned into groups of astral tentacles to imprison the two flesh-and-blood servants.
Trapped tightly.
The cracked ground like a spider web broke into dense fine sand, flowing downwards, revealing Xuan Weizi's leisurely figure leaning towards Biyun Ruyi. He drew it from the air, and the two flesh-and-blood servant spirits flew out with great force.
, like two huge human cannonballs, directly knocked Dianthe out of the "twilight curtain" and revealed his body!