Chapter 252: The End of the Volume
"I've done something bad, and I plan to continue, what's the use of saying I'm sorry, in order to make my conscience better?"
I'm sorry that's how you used it badly.
Loria observed the abandoned farm she was in, and there was no place for an ambush except for a small house that was not yet rotten, "Why did you trick me into coming here?"
The woman didn't answer her, but distanced herself from Loria, whispering sorry all the time—as if she hadn't intended to deceive Loria.
There was a small sound in the broken house, and Loria turned her head to look there and shouted, "Come out, your accomplice can't play anymore." ”
Loria couldn't figure out if she had stumbled upon the robbers' bait, or if they had come at her in the first place.
Two slimy ghouls chained in chains were the first to show their shapes, followed by their controller, an undead.
"Well done, another human. The undead said to the woman who had deceived Loria, and he stopped the two ghouls who were eager to attack Loria.
He was dressed like an alchemist, but there was a slight difference from the alchemist costume Loria had seen in the Undercity...... Loria didn't know him, and judging by his words, the undead didn't look like it was aimed at Loria.
"A natural calamity alchemist from Ye Luzi?"
Loria tilted her head and muttered to herself in a voice that everyone could hear.
She couldn't see the dead man's face change, but the undead whose professionalism had been questioned still expressed his anger with chattering teeth.
The wild alchemist cursed loudly in some strange language...... It sounds like undead language (someone has actually studied this new language seriously), and Loria understands most of the words in the undead language, which is born out of the lingua franca and Salas.
He didn't deny that he was a natural disaster, but he should be a natural disaster worshipper among the forsaken...... Loria thought to herself that she was not in a hurry to go home anyway, so she should take out this little kidnapping gang by the way - he actually provoked Miss Loria with only two ghouls and a human with little combat power, and his brain burned out.
There was probably nothing wrong with the undead's brain, except for Loria's deceptive appearance—not only did she look much younger, but she also looked sickly.
"I need a corpse to do the thing!" the undead, who had finally cursed, pointed at Loria and the woman in turn, and threw a short sword at the latter's feet, saying, "Duel! Those who survive will have the honor to serve me!"
A bloody villain's methods, is there anyone who will be instigated by such a clumsy trick now...... Loria laughed at the undead in front of her, who didn't know that she was dying, but she didn't want that woman to really pick up the dagger.
"I'm sorry......" she said that she didn't know how many times she was sorry today, and approached Loria step by step, "My daughter is in his hands......"
The undead laughed.
Say it's a fair duel...... But on the surface, it was an adult with a sharp weapon bullying an unarmed Lori, and the undead didn't intend to let Loria survive in the first place - the woman whose child was captured was better controlled, and Loria clearly angered the undead.
"Even if there are extenuating circumstances, there are some bottom lines that cannot be crossed. ”
Not wanting to satisfy the bad taste of the undead, Loria didn't want to pretend to be afraid, she stared into the eyes of the woman who was approaching and said slowly, "If you lay down your weapon now, I can still forgive you." ”
The woman began to cry, not knowing whether it was because of guilt or pity for her own plight, she whispered and begged the Light to forgive her sins, and went up to Loria...... Raise the dagger alof.
"Quack!"
Loria clutched her chest and slowly fell to the ground.
The undead were somewhat unhappy, and the most exciting scene was blocked by the woman's back...... When the tearful murderer walked to the side empty-handed, he was happy again...... Of course, he could just let the two ghouls shred up that pesky loli, but he didn't care if he could make his human tools suffer from pain inside.
Not every undead becomes evil after death, but those who are evil do have many scruples after death.
"Bring the corpses in, don't steal them!"
The undead let go of the chains in his hand, ordered the two ghouls to move Loria's body, and turned into the dilapidated house to prepare him, not noticing that the woman was walking farther and farther away.
As he walked back into the house, the ghoul roared, and the undead who hurried out to check on it saw that his short sword was stuck in the back of one of the ghouls, and it fell to the ground covered in cuts, struggling to get up but unable to do anything.
The pink-haired Lori that should have died was alive and kicking at the moment, without even a wound on her body, and the undead saw her bend down and pull out her short sword, and at the same time lightly dodge the attack of another ghoul, she grabbed its chain and dragged the ghoul directly to the ground, and pinned it to the ground with a short sword.
Vampires have never been known for their strength, and if they wrestle their wrists, they will definitely be killed by orcs, but among humans, they can be regarded as strange powers.
"Do you think the style of painting will mutate into a bloody ethics drama, idiot? Loria stuck out her tongue at the undead and grimaced, her red eyes looking very strange at the moment, "Don't underestimate me!"
Of course, it wasn't the woman's conscience that let Loria go—for ordinary humans who were weak and emotionally on the verge of collapse, the hypnotic trick was so effective -- no matter how long she could live in a place full of undead spirits, she would be tortured by her soul forever if she thought she had killed her.
The undead was shocked, and he froze, unable to believe what was happening before him.
"Humph!"
Loria snorted viciously, she was a little excited, she didn't expect that she would also have a day of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, staying around the powerful Sylvanas and a large group of terror guards all day long, she had the illusion that she was as weak as Shoumei...... Miss Loria imitated the image of a strong man in her imagination, and pressed the knuckles of her other hand with her palm, trying to make some handsome joint sounds before beating people.
With a faint muffled snort, Miss Loria, whose paws hurt, failed.
Just as she was holding back the pain in her fingers, the undead began to flee.
He hadn't even taken a few steps before he tripped over Loria's outstretched foot, which suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Come and experience the power of the three-stage vampire queen~ I'm very good at dismantling the undead alchemist!"
Loria jumped onto the back of the undead, trying to pick up a quick stone from the ground to make a weapon...... But gravel is not something that can be found just by looking for it.
Simply, Loria untied the small hourglass hanging from her neck, held down the undead and began to hit him on the head with the hourglass.
The undead alchemist who was held down by Loria felt like he was being pinned to the ground and couldn't move at all...... Loria, who is in the third stage of vampires, is no less powerful than an ordinary crusader, and this undead with a weak constitution is powerless to resist.
Let you underestimate Lori.
Let you cause me to go the wrong way.
Makes you worship the stalker Woo Meow King.
As Loria was having fun, the hourglass in her hand cracked, scattering the yellow sand inside.
Bronze Dragon Production...... Is the quality so bad?
Loria let go of the undead who had long since ceased to move, and took the shattered hourglass to her eyes to take a closer look, she remembered that her future self had introduced this little thing as if it were an artifact.
Now it seems that it is just a mass-produced inferior prop.
Feeling bored, Loria threw the remains of the hourglass to the ground, and Alice, who was sleeping in Loria's pocket, writhed uneasily, patted her pocket slightly to soothe Alice, and Loria turned back to pick up her bag.
Just as she saddled her backpack, the storm descended silently, and the roaring yellow sand swallowed up everything around her.
The two ghouls, who were not mortally wounded, howled and died in a matter of moments...... Loria is pushed back by the storm to the place where the hourglass broke, which is the center of the storm.
Loria looked around in a daze, Alice in her pocket cried loudly, her voice full of pain, and the corpses of the undead at her feet weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye......
First the clothes, then the bones, all of them turned to dust.