This wasn't the first time Pique had seen the corpse of a dead man, but it was the most sudden and completely unexpected. He still had in his mind the image of an undead warrior jumping into the black coffin one after another, which was bizarre, because the capacity of the black coffin was far beyond his imagination. At this time, he did not see any of the corpses of the undead warriors in the black coffin, to be precise, the "things" in it should not be considered a complete corpse:

He had no skull, was as short as a seven-year-old child, and his chest to his lower abdomen was completely collapsed, and black clotted blood covered his body. A vague black mist drifted through the coffin, and was slowly absorbed by the headless corpse in the coffin. Soon, the collapsed chest of the headless corpse blew up like a balloon and returned to the appearance of a normal person. The black mist still hung through the black coffin. Seeing this, Peake tightened his teeth and pulled his gaze away from the black coffin. He was afraid that the headless corpse inside would suddenly grow a head.

His gaze has become meaningful for some reason, and it contains many emotions such as shock and incomprehension.

He looked at the necromancer Gargamel and saw that his face was full of pride and satisfaction.

This man was an apostle of Sisoo, and at the beginning of the battle, he stood with the sixteenth apostle, and then the sixteenth apostle was wounded, and ran towards him.

Standing silently for more than ten seconds, Peake was ready in his heart and asked in a low voice:

"Do you want to turn the people inside the coffin into undead creatures?"

"Undead creatures? No, how could I turn my master into an undead creature? That's a blasphemy against the great Sisoo. Gargamel, dressed in black robes, clasped his hands on the edge of the black coffin, blood on his pale face with excitement. "What I'm going to do! is something no one on this continent has ever done again, and that is to complete the resurrection technique!"

Sisoo ...... Resurrection......

Peake hid his surprised gaze and reached down to lower the brim of his hat.

His identity had already been recognized by the Sixteenth Apostle, and the Sixteenth Apostle should still remember himself at the Battle of Joson that day. If the Sixteenth Apostle suddenly came out of the woods, it would be a catastrophe for himself!

Thinking of the battle that lasted all night, thinking of the half of the dead mercenaries and the wooden stick party, thinking of the broad-faced man who swore revenge and stubbornly crawled on the ground, Peake couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Does the necromancer Gargamel have another identity?

He had collected so many undead warriors just to extract the undead qi from them to complete that so-called resurrection technique?

Did the headless body inside the black coffin really belong to Sisoo?

Countless questions crossed Pique's mind, and he didn't know how many of the forty apostles of the forty apostles in front of him could be this powerful necromancer.

When Gargamel had finished admiring his masterpiece, he had just finished some kind of ritual, and he tapped the lid of the coffin on the ground with the black wand in his hand. A trace of black mist emanated from the black hexagonal crystal at the top of his staff, as if guided by the power of the undead, and the coffin lid flew up from the ground, accurately merging with the black coffin.

Peake was startled, and looked up to see that Gargamel's magic wasn't directed at him.

When all this was done, the necromancer Gargamel put away the irrepressible excitement on his face. "I have absorbed the undead qi of nearly a hundred people, and the master's body has almost recovered. After thinking for a moment, he turned to Pique and said, "You must have heard of Lord Thesoo's name." ”

I've not only heard of him, I've seen him! Peake's heart could not be described as panicked. After a few seconds of silence, he said expressionlessly:

"He is the number one horse thief in the mainland. ”

Gargamel's white pupils looked around, looking left and right while casually saying, "The number one horse thief in the mainland is the general opinion of the world. ”

Peake saw Gargamel walking towards the edge of the woods, thought for a moment, and slowly followed him.

"And what do you think of Sisoo?"

"He is the greatest magician on the road today, and he has a deep knowledge of magic. "Before I met my master, I was an unknown groom, but he took him as the Fifth Apostle, and in a decade or so, I became a powerful necromancer. Gargamel's voice was deep and hoarse, and his timbre was so special that a single turn in his voice was like chanting a magic spell.

"It turns out that he still has such an identity. ”

Indeed, Sisoo is a powerful magician, as Pique has seen with his own eyes.

"It's hard to imagine that a magician as talented and powerful as my master could be killed, and when the irresponsible fellow of the sixteenth told me the news, I almost killed him by mistake. The master died, but he did not die, with only some minor injuries on his body. I wasn't satisfied, so I cast an undead curse on him. ”

"Curse of the Dead?" Pique replied subconsciously in confusion.

Gargamel's sheer strength made him completely lose the confidence to resist. At this time, he was worried about something in his heart, and from Gargamel's tone, he could tell that the Sixteenth Apostle should still be alive. What is certain is that the Sixteenth Apostle must know himself, and if he meets the Sixteenth Apostle......

"Yes, it's the Curse of the Dead," Gargamel said with a slow nod, "The Curse of the Dead will always be with him, and every night, he will feel that his body is surrounded by countless demons, and his dreams will inevitably be accompanied by terrible demons." I'm going to lift the curse on my master after I've revived him. ”

This is a wooded area more than 100 miles away from the town of peace, in the east direction of the town of peace. Pique struggled to make out the bearings, and realized that the nearest city to here should be Josun City to the northwest. As for how far it will be to get to the next city, it is not for him to know. Twenty years of life, he had not traveled outside of Peace Town and Josun City.

The two men had reached the edge of the woods by this time, and as they came here, Peake asked:

"Don't we have to take the black coffin from the woods?"

Gargamel replied, "Would you like to carry the coffin, and though it contained the great Sisoo, I didn't want such a huge coffin to weigh on my back, and someone would carry it for us later." ”

"Sixteenth Apostle?" asked Peake, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and frowning.

"Yes. Gargamel replied in the affirmative. "He didn't protect his master well, the punishment of the curse of the dead was not enough, he needed to walk with the coffin on his back every day. ”

So I'm going to see the Sixteenth Apostle in a moment? Wouldn't my identity be revealed after meeting that guy? What would the necromancer in front of him think if he knew that he was also involved in killing Sisoo?

Peake was shocked, wiped the sweat from his head and said:

"Necromancer, where are we going now?"

"Wait here for the sixteenth, and he should return with the twenty-first and twenty-second. ”

"Twenty-one?"

"Oh, that's two new friends for you. Hehe...... Don't be nervous. Gargamel paused for a moment, and a hoarse voice continued, "Twenty-one is the guy in heavy armor, and he likes to use a heavy hammer. Twenty-second, he went to complete a more important task, which is really exciting to think about. Gargamel stopped at the edge of the forest and looked north. Peake stood three steps away from him.

Sure enough, just as Pique feared, three men on horseback slowly drove from the northern horizon!

One of them is the Sixteenth Apostle!

The two men had met twice, and an hour ago, and Peake was no stranger to him. The Sixteenth Apostle was in the middle of the two knights, to his left was the Twenty-First Apostle in heavy armor, and to his right was the Twenty-Second Apostle in Gargamel's mouth!

At this moment, Pique is not only worried about his own safety, but he is also worried in his heart whether Frank and the others will finally escape the poisonous hands of the necromancer Gargamel.

Slowly clenching his fists, Peake watched as the three knights approached at breakneck speed. Fifty paces away, Peake saw the general silhouette of the Twenty-Second Apostle: a medium-sized, red-haired Chiya man carrying a wooden box like a lunch box. When he approached and took off the black windshield on his face, Pique saw his face and was instantly stunned!

Dosol King

He knew the twenty-second apostle!

The carpenter shop owner with the slogan "No brown-haired people and brown-haired dogs" hanging at the door!

How could Pique, who is also a carpenter, not know this Dosol King, who has been running a carpenter shop in Peace Town for more than ten years!?

Who would have thought that Dosol King, a carpenter who stayed in the town of peace, was the twenty-second apostle of Sisoo!

When Pique was looking at Dosol King, the other party obviously noticed him too!

When he was five steps away from Pique and Gargamel, Dosol King put on the black hood again, hiding the face of the Chia under the mask.

"Fifth!" the Sixteenth Apostle rushed within three paces of Peake and abruptly stopped the black horse. I only heard him dismount and shout, "Why are you standing with this guy!?"

Pique knew his worst fears were about to happen.

"Do you know Bafant?" Gargamel's hoarse, unhurried voice, "Looks like I don't have to go out of my way to accept our new friend. ”

"His name is Bafant?" said the Sixteenth Apostle, "No, Bafont is dead!

"His name is Zhu Tian. Dosol King, still on his horse, said, "He's from the town of peace. ”

"Oh, so our twenty-second apostle knows our new friend?" the necromancer Gargamel looked meaningfully at Pique. "What? Do you have a surname for the Yodelmans? Are you called Jutian Bafant? Or do you have a five-character name?"

I am neither called Zhu Tian nor Ba Fengte. Cold sweat was already soaking his back, and Pique was silent.

The twenty-first apostle, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "I saw this man in the battle just now! Fifth, you have to be careful of him!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Pique.

Even Gargamel, the necromancer, took a fresh look at Pique. After a while, he laughed and said, "He's my friend now! Everything before doesn't matter!"

Gargamel's words, however, did not ease the atmosphere in the arena in the slightest.

A cold voice spat out of the mouth of the sixteenth apostle:

"Isn't it important that he killed his master?"