The whole cemetery covers an extremely wide area, in order to better manage the cemetery, the royal family divided the whole cemetery into six large areas, the soldiers who died in the war and the ordinary poor people each stand in three areas, in general, the cemetery of the soldiers is in the north and deeper, quieter, and the poor are souther, and the entrance is closer, often appear to visit the relatives of the deceased.

At this time, it was almost dark, and the people who came out of the cemetery came in twos and threes, and Roy was the only one who went in, and the civilians who came out whispered, after all, the cemetery is not a place for high-ranking people like Roy in beautiful clothes to come.

Roy didn't mind, and walked slowly forward, and soon came to the vicinity of a tombstone, which was the destination of his trip.

Most of these tombstones are made of wood, inserted into the earth, and the lives of some of the deceased are written on them, and the tombstones on many of the cemeteries have been a little rotten by the wind and rain, and the handwriting on them is also blurred.

Roy walked to the nearest cemetery, the tombstone was still very new, and a flower was placed in front of the tomb, which was already wilting, and it looked like it had only come to pay its respects in the morning.

Roy stood in front of the tombstone, put his right hand on top of the tombstone, the golden runes on the back of his hand flashed one after another, and a pure holy light power went down the tombstone towards the ground, Roy closed his eyes, carefully feeling the response of the magic power released.

Generally speaking, pure energy will stay on the corpse after it comes into contact with the corpse, and it is easy to cause the corpse to ossify after a long time, and even use the introduction of this residual power to reincarnate the corpse into an undead.

However, the power of the Holy Light is different, as a very hostile force to the dead and chaotic necromancer, the remnants of the Holy Light power will continue to purify the body of the deceased, and can prevent the dead from becoming a dead soul, so many people with conditions will go to the church of the Holy Light to buy a small bottle of holy water to wipe the body of the deceased after death.

So Roy wasn't worried that the magic he had left on the corpse would cause other unnecessary troubles.

The power of the Holy Light poured down the tombstone, and soon reached the coffin where the dead were placed, and most of the ordinary poor people did not have the money to buy some coffins, which were all nailed casually on thin wooden boards, and along the slightest crack, Roy's Holy Light power got into it, and probed around.

Sure enough, as he expected, the tomb that had just been buried had been stolen by the soul manipulation of the wild mage, and the thin wooden coffin was empty.

Drawing the power of the Holy Light out of the ground, the dead wild mage in this tomb will not be visited again for a short time, so Roy is not afraid to leave some traces.

Walking down the tomb towards the middle, and constantly looking at the tombstones, if Roy remembers correctly, the dead wild mage was named Akmund, Akmund Soroy.

This wild mage was once a declining aristocrat living in the Upper East Side, and after obtaining a point of the Magician's Spell Casting Codex, he spent all his ancestral savings to buy a potion that could stimulate his magical talent: Weeping Face, and only then did he reluctantly stimulate his water magic talent.

After that, Akmund learned magic based on some of the things recorded in the spell-casting codex, and successfully released several low-level small spells, which made him very excited, became very confident, and gradually sank into the study of magic experiments.

Before his death, he was studying the conditions for the Frost Nova, and in order to continue his research on magic after his death, Akmund borrowed the method of transforming the necromancy and invented a spell in which the soul resides on objects.

He used the resources in his hands to make a jujube crown, and when he was wearing this jujube crown, he used a dagger with a spell to kill himself, and his soul was attracted to it by the jujube crown, and his soul power became much stronger than that of civilians due to learning magic, which made his soul easily penetrate the jujube wood crown to manipulate the dead corpse under the crown.

However, this method soon discovered the drawbacks, the corpse under the crown had no soul to live in, and there was corruption and collapse at a very fast speed, in order to maintain the body, he needed to release frost spells for his body every day to delay the decay of the corpse, but this still could not solve the basic problem, and there was no way, Akmund began to look at the idea of the dead corpses around him.

In order to obtain fresh corpses, he created a contagious potion, which produced a disease that was slow to act but very subtle and undetectable, and could cause a special power fluctuation on the body of the deceased, allowing him to feel the presence of the corpses.

After the bodies were buried, Akmund dragged them from the coffin into the underground laboratory during the night, and used magic to create ice to freeze them until they were taken out of control and put the rotting bodies back in their place.

This is the reason why the mercenary union, after investigating, found that the decomposing corpse did not match the actual time.

After Roy's constant search, he soon saw the words Akmund on a tattered wooden tombstone, because all his savings and earned gold coins were used for magical research, and there was no extra money after his death, so the official came forward to bury him in the cemetery.

Grabbing the tombstone with his hand, under the surge of golden holy light, Roy carefully urged the power to reach underground, this place is Akmund's graveyard, the closest to his laboratory, and he needs to be very careful not to startle the snake.

Soon the power of the holy light went down, and there was a dead body in the coffin that was rotten to the extreme, which made Roy choke with nausea, and this feeling of returning with his own power was more intuitive and clear than the senses of sight and smell.

Holding back retching, Roy urged the power to go around the coffin and continue to walk down, the more below, the denser the soil became, and the invasion of the Holy Light power became more slow, until the entire Holy Light Power touched a huge stone wall, Roy breathed a sigh of relief, he was not looking for the wrong place, this is the location of the Akmund laboratory.

Carefully withdrawing his holy light power, and carefully erasing the traces left around him, Roy withdrew his hand, wiped it on his clothes, and walked quickly towards the outside of the cemetery.

Tomorrow morning, he would bring men to open the laboratory under the tomb, and bring to justice Akmund, who had killed so many people and desecrated their bodies, and would be able to obtain the jujube crown on his head.