Lifting the curse on his body, Glitter had just stepped outside the palace with half a foot, but he saw a scene that shocked him.

A dull red light descended from the sky, and all the necromancers gathered on the periphery of the palace fell to the ground at the same moment, and their bodies twitched unnaturally.

This discovery immediately shocked Gretel's heart, he was keenly aware of the danger coming, and subconsciously hid in the palace, not daring to take a step outside, let alone look at the source of the red light, he could only observe secretly.

"What's going on?" Gretel muttered to himself, realizing that a change was taking place throughout the Shadow City that he could not comprehend.

At this moment, Gretel couldn't help but think of the Rod he met before, although he didn't understand what Rod did, but I am afraid that everything is inseparable from him.

After lifting the curse on his body, the only thing Grett wanted to do was to flee from here as soon as possible, whether it was a necromancer or anything else, it was not something he could be involved in.

Seeing that all the necromancers fell to the ground, and there was an obvious abnormality in the crowd, Glitter gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and rushed out of the palace where there was an unknown danger.

There was no unusual feeling coming, and Gretel was overjoyed. In his sight, the necromancer, who had fallen first in the distance, stood up with a terrifying appearance at this time, and his pupils had completely turned red.

Feeling the terrifying aura of these necromancers, Grett wisely avoided them and ran as far as he could in the direction where the number of fallen people was smaller.

He had just run a short distance when Grett stumbled and fell straight to the ground, causing pain all over his body, especially the one that had tripped up.

He looked back in pain, only to see a bruise-purple palm, firmly grasping his left ankle, and a hideous-looking necromancer lying on the ground, constantly exerting force, dragging himself backwards.

Gretel was careless, and his body was violently dragged backwards, and then he felt an unbearable sharp pain in his calf, and the necromancer had already tore it up.

"Let go of me......" Gretel let out a painful wail as he pulled an old dagger from his bosom and slashed it across the necromancer's face in a panic.

Who would have thought that Gretel's move, instead of forcing the necromancer back, made him even more bloodthirsty, if it wasn't for Gretel's timely withdrawal, I'm afraid that even his hand would have been bitten by this necromancer.

Looking at the necromancer, whose face was covered in blood and couldn't tell whether it belonged to either of the two, Grett felt a strong sense of crisis. In this state, he was calmer, and the distractions that originally existed in his mind, whether it was pain or fear, were all discarded by him at this time.

Curled up slightly, held the dagger backwards, and took advantage of the necromancer's bite, Gretel stabbed it directly into the necromancer's eye socket.

Gretel only felt that his feet were loose, and the necromancer was in pain, and covered his injured eyes in a panic, unable to continue to control him, which also gave Gretel a chance to escape.

Looking at the necromancer waving his arms in the back, Grett was overjoyed, and the crisis seemed to have been temporarily resolved.

Dragging his painful left leg, Gretel just wanted to continue to flee out of the city, but the scene he saw in front of him suddenly stopped him.

In the time he was being held back by the necromancer, all the necromancers in the vicinity got up from the ground, their eyes flashing with the same scarlet light, and they were sniffing around.

Greta swallowed his saliva secretly, and he noticed that all the hideous-looking necromancers in the vicinity finally focused their eyes on one place, that is, his left leg, which had just been injured and was still bleeding at this time.

Gretel's body trembled faintly, and a sound from behind him also attracted his attention.

Looking back, the necromancer had already pulled out the dagger in his eye socket, and under Gretel's gaze, he wiped aside the blood stains around his eye socket and opened his eyes again.

"This can't ......," Gretel muttered. The necromancer, who had been so badly injured, recovered in a matter of moments.

Not only that, but after being nourished by blood, the necromancer's momentum increased more and more, reaching a point that made Gretel fearful, and he rushed towards Gretel with a kick from his feet, no matter how wide Gretel's eyes were, he couldn't see his movements clearly.

"......No," Gretel exclaimed, he had already felt the coming of death, and no matter what he did, he could not escape this fate, so he had to close his eyes as if appointed.

However, the attack in the premonition did not come, and when Gretel reopened his eyes, all the necromancers in the vicinity were trembling and kneeling on the ground, and at the same time, Gretel also felt a familiar aura.

Looking back, Rod's figure appeared in Gretel's sight.

"You've failed." Rod's cold words reached Gretel's ears, as if they contained no emotion.

"I ...... What's wrong? Glitter looked at Rod with some confusion, as if he didn't understand his words.

Rod shook his head and continued: "I thought that you had the potential to become a hero, so I gave you the opportunity to prove yourself, but unfortunately, you completely failed. ”

What made Gretel care was that the necromancers with powerful breaths nearby lowered their heads one after another, not daring to glance at Roddo at all, which also made Gretel realize something.

"When a crisis comes, you may be able to survive with everything around you, whether it's your companions or other objects, as long as you can survive, you can make good use of it." As if thinking of something, Rod continued, "Unfortunately, when everything that can be used does not exist and requires you to gather your will to fight the danger that is coming, you fail. ”

"You don't have the will of a hero in your heart. Your last choice is to give up like an appointment, and the end of giving up also means death. ”

Gretel's body trembled, and he seemed to want to say something, but Rhodes didn't give him the chance.

"You're not going to be a vampire, you're going to be a corpse witch, working for me as an undead creature." With that, flames erupted from Rod's feet, and his figure vanished.

Gretel, who stayed where he was, looked at Rhodes in the distance in a daze, and behind him, the necromancer who had initially grabbed him also pounced again.