It's spring again.

Snow-covered trails.

A convoy of trains was moving forward in the dust.

The huge wheels of the carriage left a row of deep ruts in the snow.

The road is lined with snow white.

In the carriage at the front, an elderly necromancer watched alertly.

Every once in a while.

He would stop the convoy and take turns using "life detection" and "lookout" against the vast snow.

Until the spell effect is shown to be correct.

He will direct the convoy to move on.

Thus a train of carriages huggled over the thick snowdrifts.

When passing by an ordinary snowfield.

"Yikes! Sigh! ”

The bone horses suddenly wandered in place, and the ghost fire in their eyes began to flicker and flicker.

"Something is wrong, withdraw!"

The necromancer in the carriage at the front pulled the bone horse and turned around to leave.

Right now.

A large amount of snow was thrown out of the snow on both sides of the road that he had detected with his spell!

Bottomless holes emerge from the snowdrifts.

But I saw a horned demon jump out of it and rush to the carriage with a roar!

They passed near the convoy like a whirlwind cloud.

A moment later.

All that's left is a mess.

……

"You killed 1 necromancer, a total of 189 necromancers, and your milestone, Necromancer, has set a new record."

"You gain 6 XP and 17 Chivalry."

"You have earned 1 Honor Point"

……

"You have obtained a Perception Fragment*2"

[Total Perception Fragments: 103 (400 redeemed)"

……

Neatly exchange Perception Fragments for attributes.

And so it goes.

Roger's perception has risen to 19 points, and he is only one step away from transcendence!

But there was no trace of relief on his face.

Skillfully command the juniors to pack up the spoils.

Roger's eyes looked to the north, and his thoughts gradually floated:

This is already the sixth month since the campaign mode was launched.

After the winter of last year.

Graystone City took the initiative to shrink the defensive line, using the four southern towns as the fulcrum, and used the cover of the cold winter to play a tug-of-war.

It stands to reason that winter has a much lower effect on necromancy than humans.

Both Roger and Alain anticipate that the enemy will launch a strong attack during the coldest time.

But the other party did not do so.

They are simply mechanically sending out armies of necromancers to disrupt the border.

The leading necromancers showed laziness one by one, and they almost wrote the grinder into their formal tactics.

This severely affected Roger's spawning efficiency.

For this reason, he had to venture westward and take his younger brothers to play tunnel warfare behind enemy lines.

Relying on intercepting the supply convoys that traveled between Greystone City and the four southern towns, Roger's shards of perception spilled up.

But the honor points are not very optimistic, and it took a winter to break through 7W points.

Considering the weaker performance of Limestone City.

He was really afraid that he would attack these bones too hard and surrender.

At that point, the campaign mode ends automatically.

He couldn't stop crying.

……

Between thoughts.

The figure of the gargoyle appears slowly.

"Alain's secret letter?"

Roger was a little surprised.

Counting the days, it's not yet time for regular communication.

He quickly unwrapped the letter.

The above content made his face change.

……

"Confirmed urgent news: two months ago, Limestone City was destroyed by a mysterious force, and now only ruins remain."

……

"Two months ago?"

Roger felt a little sore tooth, and the spring breeze slapped on his face, and the chill was still bone-chilling.

He looked back at the carriages.

Suddenly there was a creepy feeling:

"If that's true."

"And where did these convoys come from?"

……

A day later.

Autumn windy woodland.

It lurks like a chow chow in the middle of a bunker complex in the snow.

In an open basement, three people sit.

Alain, as always, sat upright.

To his left was a heavily armed gray dwarf woman with a long beard and sharp, clear eyes.

According to Alain.

This is the leader of the grey dwarves of Bander, General Mowgli.

These bunkers in the Autumn Wind Woodland were built by Mowgli and his people.

It played a very good role in the fight against the army of necromancy.

Roger sat across from them, unable to see any expression.

"Let's get down to business."

Alain said in a serious tone:

"The news of the destruction of Greystone City has been confirmed. It happened just two months or two-and-a-half months ago. ”

"But just in the last two months, we've been harassed by the necromancy; Roger also intercepted a number of supply convoys disguised as sending from Greystone. ”

"It doesn't make sense."

Roger said calmly:

"It was abnormal from the beginning."

Alain nodded in agreement.

This southward invasion of Greystone City gives people a sense of anticlimactic.

The necromantic army is menacing, but it is fought in a haphazard manner, and many decisions are completely unbelievable.

If there is any pattern to follow.

That's Wellington maliciously giving people heads.

"The destruction of Greystone, Wellington's anomaly, combined with the Bone Tax......"

"I already have a guess in my mind."

Alain raised his head and looked at Roger:

"Remember the piece of information I sent you about the Serra River?"

Roger nodded.

There is no need for an Alain reminder.

He had long thought of the information, which recorded a lot of research and investigation by Alain on the Serra River, as well as many unconfirmed legends.

One of them is mentioned in an old legend.

The Serra River is not an ordinary river.

It's a "boundary river"!

The creatures north of the Boundary River are all descendants of the sinful ones!

If these people want to "cross the boundary", they must either have the power to transcend the boundary river itself, or they can only be approved by the "boundary keeper".

In this legend.

There used to be "border keepers" on the bridge over the Serra River.

Any adventurer who only needs to pass the trial of the Guardian? You will be able to travel safely to and from both sides of the Serra River.

And not, as is the case now, only in the coldest days of winter, there is a chance to pass.

And even in the last few years.

What are the coldest days of winter? The Serra River also did not freeze.

The banks of the Serra River have been completely lost.

The Serra River, which has lost its Guardian, is like a locked prison that has been sealed.

Lock the creatures of the North Shore firmly to this land.

Never leave for ever.

……

"If this legend is true."

"Then all of Wellington's actions are to break through the boundary river."

"The problem? Why now? Why last year? ”

Roger said analytically.

But I actually have a guess in my heart, but that guess is too heavy? He won't talk nonsense without definite evidence.

"Because of the 'extinguishing embers.'"

The person who answered was the gray dwarf general.

Her voice was full of anger:

"In the legends of our people, the appearance of the ember cloud? It means absolute destruction. No city is immune. ”

"And in recent years? Ember clouds are appearing more and more often. ”

"We've observed it three times alone."

Roger pursed his lips:

"Three times?"

The gray dwarf general nodded and said:

"The first time was twelve years ago, when it appeared above a dungeon near the city of Bander; It didn't take long for the city to be in ruins. ”

"The second time it was two years ago, near a small town in the north. That time? We also found a survivor in one of the town's cellars afterwards? But she's in a very bad situation......"

"The third time is this time in Greystone City."

Roger frowned.

He just wanted to ask for more details.

Alain preemptively said:

"Greystone City may be destroyed, but Wellington must not be dead."

"He has set up the four southern towns and other strongholds in advance, and he continues to deploy troops to draw our attention - he just doesn't want us to perceive his true purpose."

"On the one hand, we must stop him—his actions, whether successful or not, will attract the attention of Ember Cloud; On the other hand, we must also be prepared to face the ember cloud. ”

"So."

Speaking of which? His gaze slowly swept over the two people present, and then he said firmly:

"I'm going to be away for a while."

Roger wasn't surprised.

Alain has long expressed his intention to go to the source of the Bondrey River? If the legend of the Ember Cloud was true, there was no reason for him to spend time with Wellington here.

"You can leave it to me here."

Roger didn't shirk.

"Bander's city is your most loyal ally."

Mowgli showed great respect for Alain.

Alain nodded slightly? There was still a melancholy look on his brow.

The three of them discussed it for a while.

Alain and Mowgli had a lively conversation.

All the way to the end.

was caught by Roger for a chance.

He asked the grey dwarf female general in the calmest tone possible:

"Can I meet the survivor you spoke of?"

……

The other side of the bunker complex.

In a small but cosy bunker.

Roger asked the girl who was sewing clothes in the gentlest tone:

"Do you remember me?"

"I'm Roger."

The girl's expression is numb, but her hands are moving quickly? It seems that his voice is not heard at all.

Roger changed a few more questions.

But it's the same as Mowgli said.

The other party simply ignored him? It's just a stuffy job.

"May I ask? She's ...... with you now."

Roger struggled with his words.

Mowgli seemed to see through his thoughts, and shouted loudly:

"I won't treat her badly."

"She is the best tailor and cook in Band City, although she ignores people, no one dares to bully her!"

Roger looked her in the eye and took a long time to grab her hand and say thank you.

Mowgli was stunned for a moment.

Spread out your palms.

More than a dozen silver horns shone brightly.

Roger gave the girl a deep look, then walked away quickly.

"Do you know her name?"

Mowgli chased after him and asked loudly:

"We haven't named her!"

"Teriya."

Roger's voice floated from afar:

"It's her name."

……

Return to your bunker as fast as you can.

He sat on the bed.

Wearing a crow crown on his head, holding a crescent jade pendant.

Not much.

Tranquility is restored.

The next moment.

He took a deep breath.

……

"Do you assign 1 free attribute point to 'Perception'?"

"Your perception is increased to 20 points, and you gain transcendent perception."

……

"You've Gained Extraordinary Specialty: A Complete Sixth Sense"

"Hint: Gain 'Full Sixth Sense' for the first time and you'll have a chance to 'Look Down on the World'"

……

The scene began to blur.

Roger came to an unattainable overlook as if his soul had ascended to heaven.

That moment.

The view north of the Serra River, in full view!

Unspeakable whispers rang in his ears.

There were many horrible scenes of chaos and disorder before his eyes.

In the midst of these chaos.

He struggled to discern.

His gaze pierced through some of the barriers of hypocrisy.

Finally saw a huge ship!

The ship was made entirely of human heads.

The mast and deck are tied with thick thigh bones.

It's a veritable ship of bones!

And it was at the first glance that Roger saw it.

Human faces appeared on all the skeletons on that boat.

And looked at him coldly.

……