The cold rain fell on the ground, and the gloomy fog shrouded the low hills on the outskirts of Changxia City. The dilapidated chapel with air leakage on all sides no longer echoed with the sound of hymns and praises, and the bright candlelight illuminated the dim night.
The gloomy blue-green will-o'-the-wisps swayed and swayed, illuminating the vines on the wall like growing filthy sins, and the rebellious "evil habitation" shrouded the chapel. All kinds of undead creatures wandered around the chapel: from low-level rotten zombies to
to the powerful and terrifying demon soul corpse; from the motionless flesh and blood golem to the wandering and vigilant corpse hound.
The smell of rotting corpses rises as the rain falls. The smell of death lingers around. The murmurs and cries of the dead can be vaguely heard in the air. When ordinary people come here, even if they are not attacked by undead creatures, they will be killed.
Shocked to death.
Suddenly, a sound of flapping wings came from mid-air, and a large group of bats flew towards the chapel, landing on the ground and forming a tall and thin figure.
It was a handsome and enchanting man. His face was as pale as a marble statue, and there was still a trace of wet blood on his thin lips. This handsome man wore an old-style black stand-up collar leather coat with gorgeous
The complex patterns and floral decorations, and the scarlet cloak fluttering on the back, are extremely unusual.
"Sure enough, times are developing and society is progressing. The blood of virgins these days is much mellower than in the past." The handsome man licked his lips lightly.
At this time, a gloomy-looking necromancer walked out of the chapel, gave a slight salute and said: "Count Gulig, the third stage of the ceremony is about to end."
"Oh? You are very diligent." Count Gulig followed the Necromancer and walked around the chapel. From a distance, he could see a large pit surrounded by seven low hills.
There are no lights around the pit, but there are square tombstones standing there, emitting a pale green light like thick smoke. Behind each tombstone, there is a necromancer, and the sounds of blasphemous curses on the dead come and go, making the pale green light shine.
They rise and gather together to form a bowl that is placed upside down above the corpse pit.
Count Gulig, who saw this scene, said boredly: "I really admire you. Seven or eight hundred years ago, even if you knew one or two tricks of magic, you had to be careful for fear of being targeted by the church's magicians. Even if you lived in the countryside,
, those farmers and villagers who are full of martial virtue can pick up a hoe and a pitchfork at any time and open the heads of those wandering wizards.
But things are different these days. Mages like you obviously have enough food and clothing, high status, and live a life many times better than a shabby earl like me. The officials and nobles will all turn to please you. The church's
The magic stick has lost its glory as it used to be. And yet you still have to work so hard and suffer from the cold and rain in this damn weather, why bother?"
"Our long-cherished wish is to become an absolute existence above life and death." The Necromancer on the side said: "Whether it is the Eye of Mystery or the Tower of Pentagram, they are all obsessed with the struggle for worldly interests and power. What's more,
A large number of mages have forgotten their responsibility to pursue the ultimate truth, and are left with all kinds of material enjoyment to satisfy the physical senses."
Count Gulig couldn't help but laugh: "You are the weird one, right? In order to pursue the ultimate in necromancy, you have become neither human nor ghost. There are more rules and commandments than the church, and the more senior you are, the less you enjoy. This is a violation of
Human nature, even a vampire like me can’t stand it anymore.”
"Count Gulig, you are a vampire blessed by the 'Primary Dead', why can't you understand our pursuit?" The necromancer asked: "All living things will eventually decay, and this world will eventually decline and die. Only
Only by transcending life and death can we understand the essence of existence.”
"You are making such big words, my brain is almost boiling." Count Gulig tapped his forehead and sighed: "Hurry up and complete the ceremony. Anyway, you just want to use the 'original dead' in me.
The power of corruption. If you want to preach, you might as well talk to the poor people who are about to starve to death."
The Necromancer bowed his head slightly, then stepped aside.
As a vampire elder who has existed for more than two thousand years, Count Gulig can be said to be "high in seniority and powerful". Many famous and powerful vampires who have become legends were created by his transformation. As for his title of count, it is really
While traveling and adventuring in human society, he was canonized by accident, even though the country that originally conferred him had long been lost in the long river of history.
Count Gulig slowly came to the edge of the corpse pit. This huge sunken pit was filled with a large number of undead creatures. The majestic resentment surged upwards. Even Count Gulig couldn't help but be speechless:
"Tsk, tsk, it is indeed the plane distortion caused by the arrival of the 'primary dead', which is equivalent to a magical fountain dedicated to necromancy. Look at this situation, after hundreds of years of low ebb, the necromantic disaster is about to start again
?”
Without thinking too much, Count Gulig raised his hands. The fingertips of one hand suddenly became long and sharp, and he severely scratched the palm of the other hand. Black blood as thick as asphalt slowly flowed out towards the corpse.
The pit drips.
Compared to the corpse pits that could bury hundreds of thousands of corpses, these few drops of black blood were inconspicuous, but they were like throwing flames into a hot oil pan, causing a shocking shock.
In an instant, there was an uneasy commotion deep in the corpse pit. Count Gulig's move seemed to awaken the sleeping ancient existence, the sky, the earth, the living, and the dead. At the same time, there was a strong response. Even Count Gulig felt it.
There is power inside the body that is moving crazily.
The spells of the necromancers in a circle around the corpse pit became louder, and the green smoke rising from the tombstones was as thick as a curtain, suppressing the power of decay rising from the corpse pit.
Seeing that the ceremony was about to be completed, Count Gulig breathed a sigh of relief. He did not plan to continue to follow these necromancers in the future. He finally ended his slumber, which coincided with the weakening of the church's magic stick on the surface.
He hopes to enjoy this new human society. The level of material wealth these days is far beyond the era he experienced in the past. The daughter of the governor of Changxia City seems to be quite good, why not start with her first...
Whoosh!
The cold night rain and blasphemous spells covered up the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the wind, but they still made this reverie vampire elder aware. The early warning instinct immediately made his skin appear with a layer of crystal luster, which was stronger than "iron bones".
It requires a tough "diamond skin", and even adamantine weapons can barely leave scratches on the surface.
However, the sharp arrow did not hit Count Gulig, but accurately hit a necromancer who was casting a spell. The arrow was so powerful that it not only penetrated all the protective spell effects in one breath, but also shot the mage directly in the neck.
Broken, blood spurted out from the fracture.
"Wow--"
Count Gulig was still surprised by the flying head of the necromancer. Arrows and magic suddenly came from all directions, directly destroying the spell-casting ceremony.
Once any spell-casting ritual is interrupted, it will inevitably cause the disintegration and imbalance of magical energy. At least the ritual will fail, and at worst it will immediately cause magical backlash and disorder.
The ritual that was about to succeed failed at the last moment. The decaying power and magical energy that had been accumulated to the limit were no longer restrained and vented outward like a storm. As the light and smoke of the tombstone stopped, a strange and hoarse baby cry filled the room.
There were sounds coming from the corpse pit, and it looked like the belly of a pregnant woman was gradually bulging beneath the pit!
"What's going on?! Where did the attack come from?! Aren't the undead guards outside all on alert?!"
"Attacks are launched at least a thousand feet away! They are distance-increasing super demons, and high-level warriors shoot cold arrows!"
"Come quickly! Stabilize the magic circle first! Just leave the enemies to the undead guards to deal with!"
"No! The offensive outside is very fierce. It's not just one or two people coming, but a group of powerful people!"
The necromancers immediately responded in a panic. The situation was about to get out of control, and the things under the corpse pit were about to lose control and rush out. Only Count Gulig looked excitedly, looking forward to what was inside.
"Count Gulig! Please help us!" Immediately a Necromancer came running: "With your help, no enemy will be worried!"
"Huh? Me?" The vampire elder waved his hand: "It was agreed upon at the beginning that you would provide me with various knowledge of this era and I would assist you with your magic rituals. I have no obligation to help you with the specific matters of killing.
you."
The necromancer on the other side said anxiously: "Don't forget, Count Gulig! The thing we are about to create is using your blood as the medium! Looking at the current situation, even if the ritual fails, he will still be born, and you will be
The nutrients He needs most to grow and thrive!”
"Damn it, are you plotting against me?!" The vampire appeared in front of the necromancer, grabbed his neck and lifted him up: "It seems that what those church bastards said is true, you mages are really bad to the bone!
Even a vampire like me is willing to be defeated!"
The necromancer struggled to kick his legs and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all. The magic circle on the side was collapsing faster and faster. Count Gulig said softly: "I will save your lives first. After this incident, I will
Transform all of you into my spawn!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Count Gulig threw the Necromancer down, and then his body shattered into a large group of bats and flew away into the distance.
…
Taylor exhaled gently. He held a silver-patterned longbow in his hand, and the bowstring was still trembling. His face was painted with camouflage paint, and the illusion effect made it impossible to identify his face and appearance.
This was the experience that Taylor had accumulated when he was a scout in the army. After all, he was now trying to kill a group of necromancers who might have colluded with the senior officials of Changxia City, so it was impossible not to make some preparations.
Currently, those participating in the attack on the corpse pit are not only Taylor, but also a group of spiritual guards summoned by the Star Religion under his command, as well as the spiritual warriors assigned to him by Xuan Weizi. Under Taylor's planning, they carried out a
A night raid.
Tyro knew very well that if he really wanted to attack head-on, not to mention fighting to the edge of the corpse pit, the pile of undead creatures outside would be difficult enough. So when he confirmed that the necromancer was performing a ritual and had no time to look around, he decided to let him
Everyone adopted a flexible offensive. After launching the first wave of attacks, regardless of whether it was effective or not, they immediately moved to another position and launched another attack. When the undead began to encircle them, they immediately evacuated and no longer wanted to fight.
"Get ready to leave." Taylor said to Jeanne, the female priest next to her who also had her face painted with oil paint.
"Leave?" Jeanne said excitedly: "The ritual of those necromancers will fail soon! Just shoot a few more arrows!"
"Do you think it's just a child playing with a slingshot, shooting as many as he wants?" Taylor was too lazy to explain: "The effect of the camouflage potion cannot completely cover up our living aura. Now the undead creatures around are pulling up nets to investigate.
Sooner or later we will be found. While there is still room in the encirclement, retreat quickly! This battle cannot be fought in a day or two!"
In fact, Tyro never thought about wiping out all these necromancers in one go. He had a sense of justice, but he was definitely not reckless. If those necromancers hadn't been focused on ritual casting, he might not have been able to kill the necromancers with all his strength just now.
enemy.
"It would be nice if there was a high-level spellcaster in the sky to provide support and strikes at this time, like the teacher." Taylor took Jeanna all the way to avoid the investigation of the hordes of undead creatures, and muttered in his heart: "No, I can't always
It’s relying on the teacher. Teacher, he sent the spiritual warrior to me but didn’t take action himself. Could it be that he was testing me? Changxia City should have noticed such a huge movement of filling the corpse pit, so where is the teacher hiding?”
Taylor hid in a bush and heard the news that all parties had successfully evacuated. He told everyone to go to the scheduled rendezvous point. As soon as he got up, he heard the sound of intensive flapping of wings and a cold voice:
"Oh? He's actually a strong young man. He's not bad. I'm not picky either."
Count Gulig's figure gathered in front of Taylor, and his eyes burst out with a scarlet dominating gaze. Taylor's body shook, and he actually succeeded in overcoming the control, which surprised the vampire elder.
But before Count Gulig could understand it carefully, a figure emerged from behind Taylor, took out a lantern from under his robe, and a beam of "scorching light" shot straight out, immediately igniting the scarlet cloak of the vampire elder, causing him to fall to the ground in a panic.
"Church's miracle?!" Count Gulig screamed and threw away his scarlet cloak. He felt the piercing pain from the power of the miracle, and was filled with shock and anger.
The next moment, Count Gulig was pierced through the chest by a sharp arrow. The simple incantation on the arrow shaft immediately lit up, a ball of fire exploded, and a large hole was blown out of his upper body. This attack obviously came from Tai.
Luo's bow and arrow.
"Good guy, what a good guy!" The vampire elder looked at Taro and Jeanne who were flying away, and said: "I've been sleeping for too long, I almost forgot how to fight. Well, let's try it with you.
hand."
As he spoke, the hole in the vampire elder's chest quickly healed. He licked his thin lips, a ferocious smile appeared on his handsome face, a pair of bat wings popped out from his back, and the nails on his hands quickly became as sharp as blades.
Then they saw Earl Gulig kicking his legs suddenly, causing a large piece of earth and stone to sink into a pit. His figure was like a cannon being ejected from the chamber, and with a roaring sound, he pounced towards Taylor and the two of them!