"Allen...... Let's find a place to rest for a while, you're in terrible shape. Ignoring the pain in her left hand for a moment, Eve pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped Alan's sweaty forehead dry.

Eren wanted to push Eve's hand away, but as soon as his left hand was raised, he quickly covered his chest, and his eyebrows tightened.

Eve was half-kneeling in front of Alan, and the zombie in the distance sensed the human breath and threw the wooden paddle in his hand aside.

Their rotten, sluggish faces were scarred, and their long tongues spat out of their mouths, bouncing up and coming forward as if they hadn't smelled a living person in a long time. The slight bloodshot from the corners of Allen's lips made their tongues sway, and a bright light appeared in their godless eyes, eager to fill their stomachs that had been hungry for many years.

Eve couldn't help but grab the hem of Alan's shirt and whisper his name.

After being sucked by zombies, people are first slaughtered in the mountains and forests, and then slowly decay, evolving into the shells of newborn zombies from a pile of carrion, and finally becoming their kind.

That's really ...... It's worse than death.

Seeing more and more zombies jumping forward with wooden paddles, Eve could only rely on Alan, with her right hand wrapped around the back of his neck, and there was nothing she could do but pray for the gods' favor and protection.

"Alan, Alan." Eren suddenly raised his head, and Eve called out to him with joy, and they quickly outlined a magic circle similar to the edge of the cliff, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed the moat from the zombie-infested place to a wide field.

As soon as Eve's hanging heart fell, she immediately hung high when she saw a row of zombies in armor and swords patrolling around. Zombies smell the breath of the living, like mastiffs that smell their prey. They were once the bravest soldiers on the battlefield, and the badges on their bodies show their brave deeds and glorious war records during their lifetimes. Ironically, in the aftermath of the fire, the heroic soldiers became the zombies they had hated in the past, devouring flesh and blood.

They let out ugly cries from their mouths, and as they run, they raise their swords and shout at the zombies in the distance, signaling them to rally and defend this ancient castle, a symbol of power and glory.

The zombies in the distance rode at a gallop of necromantic creatures that looked like horses and not horses, and Eve helped Eren without thinking, and quickly hid in the nearest round stone tower, and before the zombies entered, she almost used all her strength to close the stone door that raised thick dust.

The tower was a defensive fortress left over from the pre-Nadis era and could accommodate about ten soldiers in armor. There were no windows in the tower, only a few square holes, large on the outside and small on the inside, so that the defending soldiers could shoot through the arrow holes without being injured by the enemy outside.

Because of their age, the tables and chairs had a thick layer of dust, which rose up as they stepped in.

Even though Allen was devoured by the magic power, he still chanted a spell to sweep away the dust around him. Only then did Eve help him sit on the ground and wipe the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"It's his hands and feet." Alan gritted his teeth with hatred, "This time I will definitely bulldoze his castle and throw all his bottles and cans into the Black Forest Swamp." ”

Later...... I don't know if there will be a future, and after what to say, Eve hung her head and asked in frustration, "Now...... Now what? ”

It's rare that Eren didn't refuse Eve, and she wiped away the cold sweat for herself. Eve wiped her sweat and looked back at the stone gate worriedly, "There are a lot of zombies out there, all with weapons, maybe it won't be long before they knock the stone gate open." ”

"Before the Nadis War, the Holy See spent two hundred years and invested a huge amount of money to build Shandelburg in order to consolidate its rule. Shandelburg is known for being easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the defensive towers are so strong that they can't be knocked open for a while. Eren let go of Eve and pulled out a test bench from the storage ring, on which lay a huge crucible, beaker, stirring rod, graduated cylinder, and many strange materials, from dancing, glowing flowers and leaves to the organs of rare animals, including the scales, beard, and palm skin of the dragon Lauren, all of which Alan had taken out of the dragon's cave.

"You...... Help? Eve looked at the devices curiously, thinking he was going to make some potions against zombies, so she volunteered

Alan coughed and raised his head palely, "Although I don't want to, since you pleaded, it's not a gentleman's practice to refuse again." ”

“……”

Eve, who was temporarily acting as a potions-making apprentice, held the knife and did as Alan commanded.

"Remove the roots of the dragonfly grass, chop the stems and leaves, pluck out the lilac buds, leave the blue ones, and pound them into fine pieces."

"The unicorn's spleen and stomach are all cut into thin strips, and the filaments are to be rectangular. It is five millimeters long, eight millimeters wide and three centimeters high. ”

Eve cut through her bloody spleen, covered her nose with the back of her hand for a moment, and frowned at the small cauldron in front of her. There was a new black thing added to it, boiling bubbles appeared on the hot liquid surface, wafting out bursts of strange smells, and the color kept changing with the addition of materials, suddenly goose yellow, suddenly tender green, and even as bright red as blood, Eve couldn't help but think of the potion in the wizard's story, those potions that turned into leprosy □□ when drunk.

"Don't look around." Alan stirred the liquid, knocked on the wall of the crucible, and said sternly, "Potion making requires rigor and concentration. ”

"Yes, I'm sorry." Eve bowed her head, and in the tower, there was only the sound of tinkering for a while.

Time flows quietly like a meandering river. After gradually adapting to Allen's speed, the two cooperated very well.

Eve plucked the yellow petals of the sparrow, removed the flower columns, put them in a white porcelain plate, and handed them to Alan.

Alan grinded the dragon scales, and didn't raise his head to catch it, but he didn't carefully touch Eve's fingertips, like tens of thousands of volts of electricity suddenly jumped into his fingertips, and Alan stiffened to dodge.

"What's wrong?" Eve was tinkering with the root flower with one hand without raising her head.

"It's okay, you continue." Alan lowered his eyelashes, took the small saucer from Eve's hand again, mixed the powdered dragon scales with the petals, and sprinkled them into the cauldron little by little. It's the same as a chef sprinkling salt.

"Dragon's whiskers and palm skins." Alan took a deep breath and finally held back his feelings, not seeing any emotional fluctuations. And the light green in the crucible has turned dark green.

He held his breath, careful not to make contact with Eve, carefully took something from Eve's hand and threw it into the crucible, stirring it three times with the stir bar, and finally closed the lid and took out his pocket watch.

"One hour, three minutes and four seconds." Alan looked at his pocket watch, his face was slightly pleasant, "Rest for a while." ”

They sat side by side, relatively silent, until there was a "bang" at the stone door.

Eve panicked for a moment, she stiffened her neck and whispered, "Yes...... Is it a zombie banging on the door? ”

"Yes." As if to respond to Allen, there was a zombie roar and "bang bang" from the stone gate, and the impact continued one after another, and with each impact, Eve's heart felt like someone was being pricked with a small needle.

Eve reflexively looked at Alan, who didn't know how to be in a hurry and leisurely pinched the stopwatch, "No...... Whatever it is? In case they knock the door open, the zombies outside ...... It's going to all pour in. ”

Thinking of those rotting bodies, blocking the towers with water, they frantically biting at their snow-white skin, sucking fresh blood from it, Eve's stomach burst with acid.

Alan picked up the ancient arrow from the ground, and he walked to the wall and opened the special arrow mechanism, which was two arrows at the zombie in the doorway.

The zombie responsible for striking the stone gate with the iron pillar fell in response, and a hole in the door of the head appeared through the arrowhead. The zombie behind him hissed, and continued to step forward to hit the stone door with an iron pillar, Alan took a few ancient arrows from Eve's hand, and just wanted to shoot two more, when he suddenly covered his chest, his pupils contracted sharply, and he fell down like a suddenly collapsed wall.

"Has your injury returned?" Just like before the army came, the main general suddenly fell ill, and Eve's head and two were almost big.

Sweat dripped onto the floor, forming several circular imprints. Alan looked in pain, his five fingers clutching his chest deeply, as if he wanted to tear the flesh apart and take out the monster to be soothed.

Zombies crashed against the walls with a dull sound, and Eve listened worriedly to the noise outside.

They bumped into each other for a moment, and then fell silent. Eve's feet were already weak, unable to support her body, and she knelt directly on the ground. But in the next second, she didn't even have the strength to kneel, and those zombies took out the column-shaped iron tool and were hitting the wall with it!

Eve slumped beside Eren and kept calling Alan's name, hoping for a miracle. But Alan was even more painful than before, in addition to sweat on the ground, there were small pools of blood, like small red lakes, which pierced his eyes.

The sound outside the door became louder and louder, and a crack was slammed open in the stone door, revealing a zombie's eye bulging out with radial bloodshot streaks.

The zombie slammed its head into the gap, knocking a small gap out of a larger hole, and time in the tower seemed to freeze instantly.

The space seemed to be cut apart, and Eve clutched her temples, and the blood all over her body flowed upwards together, as if two people were holding ropes around her head, pulling left and right.

She looked painedly at the zombie's rotting face and hideous expression, clutching Allen's fingers and knuckles blue. In a daze, Eve met Ellen's blood-red pupils, blood still flowing from the corners of his mouth, and grabbed her like a beast.

The powerful spiritual oppression also tore at the zombies outside the stone gate, and they fell to the ground, and the wails from their mouths were similar to the terrible screams of killing pigs.

"Allen......" The chest cavity was dull and blocked, and Eve grabbed Allen's front placket, and a large stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, staining his black robe, adding a bit of death.

The blue eyes were imprinted with a crimson reflection, like the rising sun throwing its reflection into the blue lake, and the figure in Eve's eyes began to blur, appearing phantoms, and finally becoming more and more invisible.

Her grip on Allen's collar let go, hanging limply at her side.