Chapter 641: The Holy Light Has Never Forsaken Those Who Have Gone Astray, and Will Surely Drop the Blade That Judges Sin (2)

When Loria noticed the subtle sound and shifted her gaze in the direction it came from, she noticed that another undead horse had disappeared at some point, the rope on which the horse had been cut with a sharp blade, and some cunning creature had apparently slipped away while her attention was drawn to the necromancer.

Looking at the increasingly blurred black dots in the distance, she scratched at her hair in annoyance.

Are you going to race against a four-legged guy this time?

She's really, really going to get a means of transportation.

……

Elise opened her eyes, and horror immediately crept up on her face.

She was locked in a small cage, and when she tried to look around, the world shook instantly.

It wasn't the world that shook, it was the cage she was in, and it wasn't until the cacophony of the rusty chains that frightened her finally subsided that she noticed that she was hanging in mid-air, and there were other cages around her, but they were all empty, and if you looked closely, she could notice that the edges of the bars had a dark red color different from the rust.

It was as if someone inside had struggled and wailed, pounding the cage in despair.

"Our guests seemed to wake up. ”

"Your Excellency...... Those goods ......"

Elise recognized the second voice, that the guy had tricked her out of the camp and had somehow numbed her, and she immediately threw herself at the edge of the cage in anger, but screamed at the shaking of the cage, and when she finally regained her balance and looked down, she saw that the person who had kidnapped her was kneeling on the ground with a frightened face, and a man with a ggalli's skull on his head was facing away from him.

"Tell me, what about the others, why are you the only one coming back?"

"Your Excellency...... I was ordered to bring this woman back alive as a matter of priority...... She is the key to the next step. The gloomy man on his knees trembled and explained, "The great master wants to rely on her influence to ......"

"I don't care about this woman!

"There's a mage chasing us, she's intercepting the carriage, and I'll have to ...... first"

The gloomy man was interrupted again, this time by Elise's roar.

"You two are faint, let me go, it's too late to let me go, or my mighty explorer friend will make you regret being born in this world. ”

"Hahaha!"

The strange man with the skull of a argali-sheep on his head suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard some funny joke, and he laughed so hard that he even bent down, and the man kneeling in front of him laughed cautiously.

"You've done a good job, at least you've brought back a little parrot that can tell jokes as a reward...... "He turned around and picked up a bottle from the table and threw it at the terrified man, who suddenly scratched his throat frantically when it shattered on the ground.

"I'll let you be my test subject. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the gloomy man fell to the ground, dying with a hideous face that Elise had never seen before.

"Failed again, Subject 37 died of Quick-Acting Plague 6," the strange man muttered to himself as he turned his back to Elise and wrote something on paper with a pen, "The reagent kills the subject too quickly, and the contradiction between lethality and conversion rate must be balanced. ”

It was here, that Elise witnessed a murder, her eyes wide open and her mouth open, the first time she had seen a living person killed.

"What a fuss. The strange man suddenly laughed again, and he was turning his head to look at Elise, "Come on, tell me about your friend, how is she going to make me regret being born in this world?"

Only then did Elise notice the maniac's skeletal face, shriveled skin wrapped around his face, and there were only two holes in the place of the eyes, and there was a green light underneath.

The undead who can talk and have a mind of their own are terrible to think about.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am, I won't do anything to you. The mad undead shook his head lightly in regret, "You are the one Kel'thugad wants, and he wants you to live." ”

Elise was too scared to speak, and she tried to compose herself and come up with a way out of it, but the hollow eyes of the undead seemed to eat away at her courage and sanity.

"Speaking of Kel'thugad, I have a joke for you. Even though Elise didn't respond, the undead muttered happily to herself, "He's the last one I've ever seen when I'm alive...... Well, the last friend, he killed me in the middle of the night and made me what I am now...... Tsk, I was on the verge of developing an antidote to the plague of the undead, but now I'm working on an even more deadly plague...... Hahahahahaha! But he's right, I prefer to explore poisons and mass murder methods rather than antidotes, and I'm so grateful to him that there's no more mess to get in the way of my research!"

"Don't rejoice too soon, it will only be more miserable if you fall into the hands of Kel'thugad...... Tsk tsk, I hope your friend is strong enough to break through an entire legion of undead soldiers outside, I just don't have a test subject on hand that can be killed casually, hahahahaha!"

With the undead's maniacal laughter, Elise fell into despair.

She only hoped that Loria would retreat, although Elise Prutcolet's life was worth a fortune, but since it was destined to be bad, one bad was better than two, following the empty gaze of the undead, she seemed to see the lovely little girl standing there, holding the hem of her skirt in both hands and wanting to curtsy, and after finding that she was wearing shorts, she changed her posture very elegantly, bowed slightly, and was not embarrassed at all.

Hey, she looks like she's really standing down there.

…… Loria touched the walls curiously, she hadn't known that the inside of the tower was as cold and hard as stone, the pyramid-shaped structure had no pillars, but there was a wall at the entrance that divided the passage into two—a design of unknown meaning that seemed to be of no use other than to give her a good seat to hide and eavesdrop.

A few minutes ago, she had tried to get into the largest psychic tower, and it turned out that she had guessed correctly, and she had almost heard it, and she walked in with a loud bang. The large hall was filled with cabinets of various colors, several long tables with alchemical tools, and a boiling flask with a green solution flowing through a long tube into a distant container.

She finally saw the funny undead, one of the few things she couldn't help laughing at lately, and Loria, who was in a good mood at the moment, even had the urge to joke now, and she saluted the undead.

"Your takeaway has arrived. ”

"What takeaway?"

Rao is undead whose brain is a little twitching, and he can't keep up with the rhythm of this little girl who suddenly swaggered in.

"Of course, it's a great experience that will make you regret being born into this world. ”