Chapter 5: The Ghost King and the Funeral
Time: Afternoon of March 4, 23 / Place: Next to Tomb No. 77
I didn't have time to think about the details of this magic and the side effects, I just felt weak, slumped to the ground, one hand raised in vain, trying to stop Demi's next move, but it was too late, I don't know where Demi found a machete, the head of the knife rushed up, against her own throat, both hands thrust through the chin, the tip of the knife drilled out of the heavenly spirit cover. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoI haven't drunk water for more than three months, I can't cry anymore, my eyes are dark, and I faint.
When I woke up again, it was already duskγγγγγγ A few minutes passed, and I was still lying on my stomach.
The shouting around me was louder, but no one cared about me, and it was so easy for a corpse to pretend to be a corpse. My eyes were fixed on the two corpses, all because of the kindness of my woman, who killed two close friends who did not want to ask about the world.
The tragedy of life and death continues to spread on the battlefield, and the situation of both sides losing is a foregone conclusion. Both sides were shouting and swearing. I don't want them to fight anymore, but there's nothing they can do.
Avenger A: "Reinforcements have arrived !!"
Crusader B: "Reinforcements, better, as many as they come." Behold my Great Crusade doing the way for heaven today. β
I struggled to my feet, I just wanted to find my mom and live in seclusion like a zombie couple. But the death of the two suddenly gave me a more long-term ambition.
I'm going to stop all the wars, I'm going to make my two friends blind, I'm going to make it happen again. As I slowly stood up, I touched the [Crow Divine Tree] that was still pinned to my waist. With a single wave, Crusader B vanished from where it had been. I don't know where he went, but at least they won't fight again.
Walk all the way, wave all the way, I'm afraid that the Crusaders and the Avengers will be teleported to the same place, so I only cast spells on the Crusaders.
Seeing that the crusaders on the cemetery battlefield were getting fewer and fewer, reinforcements did arrive, but to my puzzlement, there was only one reinforcement.
I saw the general who came running on a horse, wearing a purple bronze armor, half draped and half hung with a flowing red battle coat, embroidered with a skull logo, and a pair of thick-soled leather-covered big wool boots under his feet. His face was pale, his nose was straight, his cheekbones were wide, his two large eyes were shining with yellow light, and he was holding a stone broadsword about two meters long.
His mount, like himself, had gone through the cycle of life and death, his flesh and skin had rotted away, his legs were long, his ribs were like plates, and he had a red mane behind his head.
The general, who had already cut down more than twenty crusaders as soon as he ran into the crowd, sat on his skeletal horse, saw from afar that I had just swung his staff, and ran straight at me.
I subconsciously took two steps back, and then realized that the comer was my own kind, and immediately stood still.
The man's horse stopped in front of me, and he flicked the purple hair that blocked the side of his face, and pulled a leather band from his wrist, and tied the hair behind his head, turning it into a small tug, this man must have been a handsome man when he was alive.
General: "Hello, (Bang Dang!) He killed a crusader who was about to sneak attack), I am Finn the Ghost King. Sent by the Queen to reinforce {Death Knell Town}, are you Mordo the Undertaker?It's better to be famous, your spells are so powerful! If I'm not mistaken, you should be using space magic. β
"No... No, I ... I am a newborn man who has just been resurrected. I don't know the person you're talking about. β
Finn suddenly realized, but still maintained his tone of respect for me: "Oh, it doesn't matter, whatever the enemy opposes, we will support." How about you? Would you like to serve the Queen? Let's build a new country together. As a brick of the motherland, where it is needed, it is moved. β
"I... I don't know, I don't like war. Two friends have just died in this scuffle. With that, I looked back at the direction in which Demi and Andy had died, and choked up again.
Finn: "Oh, are they undead?"
I nodded.
Finn: "That's easy, I'll ask Jeremia the Psychic of the Undercity to help you resurrect them." β
"Huh?" "And so convenient, it turns out that dead people have such benefits!" I wiped my face with my sleeve and thanked Finn again and again.
Fein disagreed: "10,000 years is too long, only for the morning and twilight." Go and bring their corpses, and when I'm done with this war, we'll go back to the Undercity!"
My heart fluttered instantly, and I jumped back to the corpse. Finn ran away behind him, and he seemed to be saying something in a different way, and I didn't have the heart to listen to it. Find an empty tomb that has been dug up, carry out the thin-skinned coffin inside, put one person in it one by one, and carry the coffin on his shoulders with both hands.
I immediately realized that I was too anxious because the war was not over yet.
But sooner than I expected, Finn's greatsword was a big piece with a swing. Occasionally, when they accidentally hit the Avengers, they slapped their butts and stood up, but the Crusaders were not, and they were injured in the lungs and vomited blood to death. Finn's sword didn't cut at all, and he used the greatsword as a blunt weapon, slashing and slashing. In a few moments, the crusaders, who had less than a hundred men left, crawled out of the {Sorico Valley}.
Finn rode back to me: "Our future is bright, friend. Let's get on the horse!"
I struggled to lift the coffin to my horse, but Finn stopped me: "The road is tortuous! β
"What then?"
Finn thought for a moment, "You can take the [Transport Bat] and I'll be waiting for you at the flight point in {Undercity}." With that, Finn galloped away.
Before I could ask where the transport bat was, he ran away... I think Brother Fein is a straight man, and he is in a hurry to do everything.
I leaned the coffin against the fence of the cemetery and wandered around town to look for bats.
Many of the Avenger warriors who had just seen me cast spells did a strange military salute (feet upright and hands crossed over chest) as I passed.
I found someone who seemed to be smarter, and when I opened my mouth, I asked, "Brother, where are the transport bats?"?
Avengers Arrow: "What? β
"Big brother, where are you from?"
"I am from the northern part of the Eastern Kingdom - {Talon County}. β
"Oh, okay. thanks_the_sameγ β
It occurred to me that there was still a place to go. Andy told me to go to the church and have a look. Thinking of this, I turned around and asked the big-headed soldier {Talon County}, "Excuse me, where is the church in Deathknell?"
"Big brother, you go west along the avenue, and you will arrive not far away. β
"Thank you!"
In a short time, the six-pointed star blocked by the canopy of several large trees stood in front of me (the top of the church usually has a six-pointed star mark to ward off evil).
"Hey, buddy!"
A gloomy voice suddenly appeared behind me, I turned my head, and the person who came, regardless of whether I understood it or not, continued as if talking to himself: "It's nice to see you wake up, you're lucky, the experimental version of the preservative doesn't work for everyone, come, give you a bottle, take it every day after meals... Unless you don't like to eat. He handed me a small bottle of green slime.
Half of this guy's face was burned a long time ago, and he has a small board with a brush, and the other side of his face is actually not much better.
"Who are you?"
Half-faced: "My name is Mordo, and because of my work, they all call me the Undertaker." β
Carrying a shovel in his right hand and a tin jug in his left, Mordo gulped down as he spoke, and the drink leaked from the wound in his back.
When I looked back, the excavated tombs in the cemetery were probably his masterpieces.
Before he could ask anything more, Mordo suddenly jumped to his feet and said, "Oh! I don't know how many coffins I have to dig up every day, and I have to prepare a corresponding amount of preservatives." Oh my God, please forgive me for not having much time. He said hysterically as he walked away. And the direction he ran away was the small church next to the cemeteryγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγ (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)
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