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Darko rummaged through the corpses with a solemn expression, not knowing what he was looking for, but his instincts told him that there might be some clues somewhere. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, let's retreat. Ah Wu's mental fluctuations trembled a little, "I always feel that there will be a lot of caterpillars with feet in this pile of bones." ”

"Caterpillar, are you burning the swamp, are you leaving a psychological shadow on the burning swamp?" Darko ignored Fog and continued to rummage through the skeletons and dust beneath his feet.

I don't know how many skeletons he examined, Darko found a piece of hard parchment, on which traces of words could be faintly seen, these words turned out to be the lingua franca of Amessia! The leather was not corroded, but like the skin of a zombie, soaked with the breath of death in the hell of the undead. The leather had been badly damaged, and the text on it was so worn that it needed to be carefully recognized, and Darko looked down with great difficulty and found that it was a copy.

"On June 5, 1993, it had been three days since I entered this terrible plane, and this was the time known through the magic clock I carried with me, otherwise it would have been impossible to tell the time in the gray haze here. All of Ben's paper had rotted under the damn gray gas, and the leather had become so hard that it could only be remembered with this piece of parchment. The whole team was in a slump, except for the captain of Ankara, who kept encouraging everyone, saying that the church would not leave us alone and would definitely come to save us from here. The first thing to do in an unfamiliar place is not to panic, and the only sign here is the mountain, so we go in the direction of the mountain, and when the church comes to help us, it is also convenient for them to find their way. ”

"On June 9, 1993, another batch of ugly undead creatures were defeated, this time among the zombies was a kind of zombie that could discharge, and several of their companions were injured by the electric light. Their injuries weren't serious, but they began to rot extensively when they were contaminated by the mist, and they died not long after. The Hill Magister died to cover us too, and I saw with my own eyes a dozen strong zombies tearing the Hill Magister's body into pieces, and the indistinguishable internal organs flowed all over the floor. Oh no, I'm going to throw up. ”

"On June 17, 1993, I encountered a terrifying undead creature today, and the Great Magician of Anno said that it was a ghost, and that the samurai must attach a fighting spirit to it when attacking it in order to damage it. It was terrible that the two companions who died at its hands were devoured by their souls because they couldn't hurt it with their swords, and they became like dementia, and they couldn't even speak. Thankfully, there's the Grand Magister Anno, whose light magic is the nemesis of ghosts, able to purify that terrible thing. ”

"On June 29, 1993, when there was a rumor today that the Church would not come to our rescue, the captain of Ankara scolded the person who spread the rumor, but the man was the priest of the god of life, and the injured partner still wanted him to be treated, and the captain could not deal with him. I don't think the gods will give up on us, we lost half of us to kill the doppelganger of the god of death, which is a great achievement. Although the Gate of Hell, a holy artifact released by Him before his death, sucked us in, we did not give up hope, and the only hope was for the Church to come to the rescue. ”

"On July 10, 1993, I couldn't run, so I just died, right? What was that thing called an abomination, and how could it form such a mess of flesh? Like a pile of corpses of different creatures stitched together, the priest of the god of life was swallowed up by a huge mass of flesh, and then his arm with a dark green ring became a piece of flesh on the body of the abomination. Will one day I be a piece of rotten meat in it? ”

"On July 12, 1993, I was so hungry. This world is desolate, there is no place to resupply, the food we carry was eaten yesterday, and if we continue like this, we will gnaw on those zombies, how can we return to our plane? If we can't go back, we will all starve to death here. ”

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Seeing this, Daktronics understood. There are both light mages and life priests, and it is clear that this is a coalition of major churches. The year 1993 was the year of the fall of the Grim Reaper. According to the history of Amecia, for the sake of billions of living beings in the world, the gods will destroy the god of death. In the process, churches have also lost countless believers, and apparently these people are part of it, and they are a relatively unlucky group.

The Grim Reaper pinned his divinity on mortal incarnations in order to escape the hunt. The gods also sent their most elite pursuit team and succeeded in killing it, leading to the final fall of the Grim Reaper. In the aftermath of the Divine War, the soldiers of the pursuit regiment who had made great achievements fell into the land of death's contract, the Hell of the Dead. They had been waiting for the gods to come to their rescue, but they didn't have to look at Darko to know that they hadn't been able to wait until the end. The members of these pursuit groups have become outcasts in the chess game of the gods.

Darko himself is in the Hell of the Undead, as long as he does not venture into the territory of the lords, there is no danger. Unexpectedly, the alien race that is a human being here will be besieged by all kinds of sieges as soon as they enter, and even rare electric zombies and abomination have appeared. So Darko was very glad that he was an undead creature, but then he thought that if it were not for the undead, it would be difficult for him to enter the undead hell, and the group of people in it were sent here by the gates of hell.

Darko's heart moved, could the hell gate mentioned here be the hell gate of the current master? I just heard the master say that this ring only puts some undead out, and it is of no great use. That ring turned out to be an artifact-level existence, how did the master get it? Does she have enough strength to use it? It seems that the master hasn't learned to use the hell gate to suck the enemy in, otherwise wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

Thinking of his master, Darko laughed unconsciously, and then Bright's consciousness came, "Darko, you try to channel your faith out and contact those resentful spirits." ”

"Release the credibility? what is that?" Darko wondered as he unleashed his light credibility.

Suddenly, more than a dozen resentful spirits in the cave that had been forced into darkness by the magic of light, regardless of the scorching of light, gathered towards Dakko from all directions, and the gathered resentful spirits were exposed to the scope of the illumination technique, and wisps of green smoke immediately emitted wisps, and a shrill howl filled the entire cave.

"Ahh Wu circled around Darko uneasily.

This change also stunned Darko, but Bright muttered to himself, "It seems that my guess is true, the rescue that these souls hoped for before death never came, so this deep resentment has maintained the independence of the soul, and it has not dissipated until now." And your light faith actually has something in common, some of those souls were light believers in their lifetime, and when they saw your faith, they naturally thought that the long-awaited rescue had arrived. ”

Listening to Bright's analysis, Darko was completely stunned, he didn't expect that the trust he had accidentally transformed would have such an effect, he asked at a loss, "Then what next?"

"They treat you as a rescuer, so they won't do you any favor, so take away the illumination scrolls. Darko hesitated, but still obeyed Bright, the moment the light magic dissipated, more than a dozen resentful spirits couldn't wait to rush into Darko's eyebrows, and the huge spiritual power was like a sea of rivers, enriching Darko's soul, and the slightest resentment contained in it disappeared in Darko's little trust. But while resolving those grievances, the light faith in his soul also decreased a little, and the light faith that was already small was dried up like this.

"Master, are you alright?, how did those resentful spirits melt in?" Ah Wu continued to cry out in shock, "Their resentment is very strong, don't go crazy, master!"

Darko only felt that his soul was a lot stronger in an instant, and this feeling was much, much stronger than the pleasure of devouring the fragments of the souls of other undead creatures. Dakko couldn't grasp such a huge amount of mental power for a while, and gave up control of his body to Bright.

Bright took over control of his body, and he looked up and sighed. First, he put his hands in front of his chest and made a gesture of light redemption, and after thinking about it, it seemed that he was now in darkness, and those who wanted to be redeemed were also resentful spirits who believed in darkness. So the arms are flat, and the body is in a cross posture to spread darkness. But he felt that it didn't match his habits, so he simply stood upright.

"You were devout believers and brave warriors. Until the body decays, the soul is still unwilling to give up the obsession of life. Even if there is no salvation in this world, dignity does not allow you to hide in the pit, and your feats should not be so lost. No one can hide your glory, believe me, stop wailing, that should be your voice. Be a part of my spirit, and your obsessions will be fulfilled with my help and liberate you with my dark faith. Only darkness lasts forever. ”

The screams of a number of wraiths came to an abrupt halt and merged into Bright's soul, all of whom were once dark believers. The resentment contained in the spirit of these resentful spirits gradually disappeared under the inspiration of the dark faith, and then turned into pure spiritual power and merged into their souls. Bright only felt that his mental power had expanded several times, and the feeling of spiritual fullness filled his entire body and mind, making him want to moan.

Dacko and Bright's spiritual power is far more powerful than before, and they know everything around them without deliberately releasing it, as if they have an extra sense. If you don't experience this kind of pleasure in your life, you won't be nostalgic and nostalgic, and after tasting this taste at this time, you will continue to pursue and enjoy it in the future, and the nostalgia for life comes from this. However, there are gains and losses, and while gaining a lot of spiritual power, the power of faith in their souls also disappears as the price of resolving grievances.

At this time, Darko's mental fluctuations came, "Bright, what did you just say there? They don't seem to understand, do they?"

"They are all spiritual beings who have been wandering for thousands of years, and they have long lost their wisdom, so naturally they can't understand what I say. I'm just doing this for myself, and it's also a sign of respect for those heroes, which is a ritual. ”

"Ahh ”

Looking at the still large number of resentful spirits in the cave, Brett was a little stunned, after all, he and Darko had limited abilities, and only the souls of light and darkness could be redeemed. Releasing the illumination, he returned his gaze to the book.

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"The magic clock was destroyed in the battle with the Black Knight, and it is no longer possible to tell the time, but so what, time has no meaning to us anymore. Laura, he's crazy! He even said that the dead are useless, we might as well eat them, and he got into a fight with Evette, oh my God, stop this madness! Let me die!"

"From afar there is a tide of corpses and skeletons! They swallow everything like a torrent of transit! They are not fast, but we dare not sleep, and we can only run forward with all our might, where can we avoid this terrible tide!"

"Oh my God, I can't believe what I saw, there was a sorcerer from the Ice Temple who turned himself into a lich, he said that living beings would be attacked in this hell, and that it would be safe to turn themselves into undead, and he wanted to convince his fellow companions to become undead. ”

"All of them are crazy! Everyone is crazy! I don't know when I'm going to go crazy! More than two hundred people have followed the lich, and now there are only one hundred and sixty people left in the team, less than one-tenth of the original number, and the tide of death is still chasing us, when will I die?"

"Finally to the edge of this mountain range, but there are more and more powerful undead here, are we going to die? Captain Ankara found a pit at the foot of the mountain, he died to cover us, can we hold on to this pit? can we hold out until help comes?"

The whole thing came to an abrupt end here, and Bright knew that they were all dead in the end, and in the endless resentment and obsession, they turned into resentful spirits, releasing their resentment all the time, never at peace.

No, there are some people who are not dead, and there is a sorcerer who turned himself into a lich with necromancy, but I don't know what happened to the lich and the two hundred or so people who were with him.

In this dark and hopeless environment, even though those people were the most elite and devout believers chosen by the various temples, in the end more than 200 people followed the lich and chose to die. The role of faith in the choice between life and death seems so insignificant.