Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"My lord, there are a few seriously injured people who need to rest urgently, why don't we just spend the night in this town and go back tomorrow morning?" As soon as the troll left, Liante came up.

Unas looked up at the thick night, there were wounded and dragged down, even if he set out now, he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the stronghold until nearly midnight, and this area was far from the monastery, and there might be an unknown enemy lurking in the mountains and forests, and the risk of marching at night was not small.

"Do as you say, and don't forget to send scouts back to report on the battle." Unas agreed to his suggestion, the town is the necromancer's sphere of influence, there should be no other enemies around, and it is safe for the time being.

A fire broke out next to the collapsed bell tower, and the remains of all the dead were gathered and burned, and it seemed that the momentum might burn until dawn.

As one of the last days of the aftermath was to take care of the fire, Lente directed them to the southeast corner of the town, where he had chosen a suitable dwelling to be stationed in.

This is obviously a rich area, the streets are neat and wide, and the houses are all high-door households with courtyards, the elite team chose a big house on the outermost side to settle in, and after a simple dinner, Unas said: "You have worked hard today, I will keep vigil at night, you should rest quickly." ”

The exhausted men didn't make much excuse and went to their own rooms to rest.

Unas didn't feel too tired, maybe this is the benefit of the priesthood, the holy energy can constantly enhance the body's stamina, so that the paladin can fight for much longer than others.

He looked back on the day's battle, relying on the night moon too many times, this is not a good sign, I hope the other lads can grow up quickly.

The power of the Blood Elf Mage can be seen today, and Arenas - Fire Leaf is the biggest contributor, and his two high-level fire spells have laid the foundation for today's victory.

I heard that there are still more than a dozen mid-level and low-level blood elf mages in the stronghold who are weakened by their deep demon addiction, and now that they have the Fire Element Crystal Mine, it should only be a matter of time before they can recover their combat effectiveness, and when the time comes, I can form a small group of mages for my use.

"Your Excellency." Hex's voice rang out outside the courtyard, interrupting the garrison who was dreaming.

Unas opened the door, only to see the troll standing outside with the necromancer's head, and the overlord spider lying motionless on the street farther away, "How's the study?" ”

"This spider is just a walking dead to scare people," the troll's face was a little disappointed, "but I can do something to make the other spiders think it's still alive." ”

"Great, we need its escort on our way to the swamp," Unas comforted, "you don't have to be disappointed, it's just an extra bonus, hurry up and get some rest." ”

"Yes, sir." The troll returned his head to the guard in front of him, and hunched down into the house.

Unas sat back in the courtyard with the necromancer's head, and the two stared at each other for a moment, and he couldn't help but say, "Don't think that the spider is safe for us, as I said just now, it's just an extra bonus, and I can give up using it at any time." ”

The necromancer said, "I have never placed my safety on a brute, and I have survived by your kindness and credibility. ”

"Don't come with me, you and I both know the ultimate fate of a necromancer being caught by humans, what is the purpose of your life for this little time?"

Unas suddenly opened the skylight and said something bright made the necromancer very uncomfortable, he was speechless for a while, and after a while he said: "As the Lord said, of course, living is to live longer, I finally got eternal life, and I don't want to give up any hope of survival." ”

The necromancer's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and there was no sign of wavering, and it was impossible to tell if he was lying.

Unas doesn't know if he really doesn't understand or fake, the necromancer is basically dead, and after squeezing out his use value, everyone who uses it will advise Unas to purify him, and the creed of not killing captives does not apply to the undead.

And listening to what he said, the desire to survive is very strong, and he will not wait for death in vain, so what means will he have to escape when the time comes?

And now he must be through him to control the Overlord Spider, in case he suddenly makes a mistake while going deep into the canyon, the damage caused is immeasurable.

If you don't know what the necromancer really thinks, Unas can't feel at ease, and he can't ask for verbal interrogation, so he has no choice but to turn to an expert.

Unas immediately entered a meditative state, his consciousness passed through the vortex in his chest to his heart, and jokingly, "Lord Demon King, have you woken up?" ”

Unexpectedly, there was an immediate response: "I don't need sleep like you mortals." ”

Unas was very proud of the Vortex of Holy Light in his body, "So how is the extraordinary Demon King living in the golden cage I built for you during this time?" ”

"There is no outside interference, I have recovered a lot, thank you for your hospitality." Beseryth countered.

Unas said: "How about giving you a little favor tonight and doing me a little favor by the way?" ”

"You are me, I am you," the Dreadlord repeated his usual idea of cleansing Unas's brain, "What's wrong with helping myself?" ”

Unas didn't talk nonsense, took the skull, and then controlled the center of the energy pool vortex to open a small slit, allowing the Dreadlord to sense the outside world.

"Garon Master, Gunther's men, I thought he was dead a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to fall into your hands now." Bethrith immediately recognized his former colleague.

"Who is Guntel again?"

"A lich who disappeared in that rebellion, that's a powerful fellow."

To be called "powerful" by the Dreadlord must be a character to mess with, Unas secretly jotted down the name and got down to business: "Can you delve into Garon's soul to spy on his true thoughts?" ”

"With the ability of my remnant soul, if he doesn't resist, he can only give it a try."

"His head is in my hands, and I'll keep him from resisting."

Unas instructed the necromancer to open his heart and not to resist no matter what the situation, otherwise he would smash his head, which Garon obediently did.

A light purple light shot from Unas's chest to the center of his skull's eyebrows, connecting the two sides, and in a few moments, streams of information were transmitted, perhaps because of the fusion with Bethrys's soul, and Unas could also see a little bit of information.

It was a series of broken images, probably necromancer memories or something, polluted mountains and forests, dark caves, broken limbs, a bunch of messy images, and they couldn't be connected at all.

When the light faded, Unas asked, "How is it, have you discovered any useful secrets?" ”

"Aren't you curious why he's so obedient? I found the answer: he thought someone would come to his rescue, and that person was the Lich Guntel I just mentioned. ”

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