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"Uncle **** Kuta, you call me?"

Dongdong asked strangely, holding a kettle in her hand, with dead leaves and grass stems attached to her hair, as if she had just come out of the garden.

"Hmm...... Knock knock, someone will take you away in a while, I want to tell you something. ”

The mayor of Maria Town's face was not good, and his head even burst out one by one, if Dongdong still had the keen emotional perception ability before, she would be horrified to find that this good fat uncle had been surrounded by unwilling flames.

However, these anger was not directed at her...... **** Kuta forcibly suppressed the resentment and said to her in the most gentle tone possible.

"The guys who take you away are ruthless people, do whatever they want you to do, or they will torture you."

The Cult of the Damned had just sent someone to ask him for someone, because the Cult's researchers needed the Great Light to do something.

After hearing this, the little guy immediately asked with his neck curled.

"I ...... Can I not go? ”

"I can't help you if you can't go, Miss Great Light...... However, what **** Kuta said is right, obediently cooperate will not suffer. ”

A skeleton with a cold body walked into the room, and its cold tone made little Mao Yu shiver even more.

The porcelain gardening kettle fell to the ground and shattered, and Knock squatted down with his head in his trembling hands, hoping to escape.

Dongdong was still very afraid of these existences that used the power of the undead scourges, and only a small number of undead disasters would not frighten her.

Kuta and his subordinates are not afraid of these people because they have been with Dongdong for a long time and behave very much in line with Dongdong's perception of 'good people', while the Nameless Knight is afraid of these people because of the intimacy of the Jade of the Four Souls.

Kuta looked at Dongdong's frightened look, gritted his teeth, and took an amulet from his neck under the watchful gaze of the escort lich, and then parted Dongdong's trembling hands and hung it around the little one's neck.

"This amulet will protect you, you have to be obedient, don't resist those beings, don't let yourself be hurt......"

Although Dongdong was still very scared, the amulet and the fat uncle's words reassured the little guy a lot, and the lich who escorted her called two death knights to take her out of the house, and waited for the little one to leave step by step.

"**** Kuta, you just did a very good job, with a small bribe to make this girl lower her fear and vigilance, worthy of being a cunning tax officer, but are you really willing to 'magic shield talisman'? It was a precious sixth-level treasure. ”

"It's just a sixth-level treasure, and my loyalty to the Divine Sect is a hundred and ten thousand times more valuable than it."

In the face of the lich's yin and yang weird praise, **** Kuta showed a flattering smile at the right time and said to the upper class in front of him.

"Haha! Very good! Very good! The Cult of God needs loyal believers like you, and ...... Don't forget why you want to join the Cult. ”

The groveling appearance of the master necromancer made the escorted lich very happy, and after he left the **** Kuta mansion happily, the fat mayor immediately locked himself in the hut, he stared at the beautiful fragment with bloodshot eyes, and at the same time bit his arm as if he was crazy, and at the same time made a very useless whimpering sound, just like a wreck.

Knock was taken to the testing ground, a place she knew very well, the smell of rancidity, the wailing of grievances, the stains of blood that seemed to never be washed away...... The little one was carried to the testing ground, because she was too frightened to walk.

The Great Elder looked condescendingly at the little girl who had been frightened and weakened, as if he wanted to see something different from her.

Hundreds of thousands of humans believed in her miracles, tens of thousands of valiant warriors fought to the death chanting her name, and a large number of nobles were willing to bow their knees to her and offer her their land as a tribute, but she was just a good-for-nothing little girl.

Their faith was now surrounded by thousands of skeletons, and at the command of the Great Elder, these skeleton warriors would cut her into meat sauce, and the pleasure of blaspheming the beliefs of others made the leader of the lich suddenly feel as if he had become a god on high.

"Oh hehe! O great light! If you can pour your blessings on those stupid humans, you won't be stingy with us poor undead, right? Show us your light! ”

The appearance of the great elder taking it from above did not affect Dong Dong, but the little guy remembered the words of **** Kuta.

Dong Dong released the power of the Jade of the Four Souls, just like when he was abused before, but this time the light was black.

The tainted jade power of the four souls was poured out in one go, and the skeleton warriors who were irradiated by this dark power began to become uneasy, they opened their jaws that only left the bones, silently roared at the sky, or raised their weapons and bravely slammed the shield on the other hand, these mechanical killing golems all became real monster warriors at this time.

It wasn't just the skeleton warriors who benefited from it, the Great Elder was also enhanced, and his skeleton was instantly doubled.

"Haha! That's it! That's it! Our great light...... Hey! Hey, hey, haha! Well? ”

Feeling the surging magic in his body, the lich felt the black light suddenly stop before he could be in a hurry.

Even if it is polluted, the Jade of the Four Souls is still the power source to maintain Dongdong's heartbeat, and the excessive release of soul light will cause the little one's heartbeat rate to decrease rapidly, and finally cause her to fall into a coma.

"Cut...... Useless waste, can't you just hold on for a while? But I'd like to be able to experiment with the undead who have been strengthened by our great light, and Abaddon should be struggling in the walls, right? Just let me help him! ”

The Hell Lord was indeed struggling as the Great Elder thought, and the situation he was facing was getting worse.

Outside, the humans mobilized more than 200 assembled trebuchets and bombarded the Eye of Fear fortress in a frenzied manner, and the scorching red rolling stones smashed the towers and fortifications around the fortress to pieces on the first day after the siege began.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to assemble trebuchets in large numbers in a place full of wreckage, Abaddon estimated that the commander of the human alliance would have completely destroyed his fortress and army with a long-range advantage.

Even more of Abaddon's headache was the reinforcements that arrived one after another, whether it was the Teutonic Foot Knights or the Viking Berserkers, all of whom had the ability to fight the vicious undead in street battles, and a much larger number of ragtag warriors joined the battle.

Although it is said to be a ragtag, the combat effectiveness of these troops is not weak, among them are the knights who want to exchange the heads of monsters for glory, there are also the 'friends' of the local tyrant of Bologna, and even some pagan troops who want to wash away their shame.

These were all big rocks on Abaddon's chest, and he was always under pressure, but there were still some crises that were imminent.

The Hell Lord gritted his teeth and cursed the white-haired girl who led the charge, she was dressed in black leather and used a long, thin sword, too thin to slash and too soft to stab, and it was simply an ornament.

But this girl has used this decorative sword with her own martial arts, and it is difficult for a ghoul, a skeleton warrior, an abomination, or even a death knight to hold on to ten breaths in the constant flickering shadow of her sword.

There were many human commanders who led the charge, and the commander-in-chief of the Alliance Army even led the cavalry to launch three charges on the main road of the city ruins, and the man with a face full of wounds uglier than hatred was also a troublesome opponent, he was simply a madman!

And then there's the damn Bologna tyrant, he and his Gothguard are always in the right place, either to consolidate the newly captured defense zone or to plug the gap that has been broken away by the undead, and when the Goths advance with their big shields and shouting trumpets, there is always a force of the undead who are unlucky, these guys are cunning wolves who can bite a piece of meat every time.

But the three of them together were not as threatening as the white-haired girl, and Abaddon at least knew how to block the attacks of the three commanders, but the Hell Lord was powerless when facing the white-haired girl.

She and the commando team she led were a sharp dagger, and she could only use her flesh to block its blade, and every time this white-haired girl appeared on the battlefield, Abaddon had to personally lead a high-ranking death knight to block it, and this time was the same......

"The Cult of God will not abandon me! They won't give up their biggest soldier factory, and they won't give up mine! ”

Abaddon muttered to himself as he put on his armor at the service of several banshees, ready to stop the approaching daggers.

Exelia didn't know how long she had been dancing among the monsters, and the melees between humans and the undead had been going on in the ruins of the city for more than a week or so, during which time ruthless street fighting had become commonplace.

In the girl's distant hometown, the name is De? In the good warring states of the Rus' Empire, there is a school of swordsmanship called 'Sword Flow', which is as powerful as the ghost swordsmen used. Ghost swordsmanship is not divided into upper and lower, because the power of this kind of swordsmanship is too huge, so De? The Rus Empire decreed that 'only those permitted by the Empire should use swordsmanship, or they would die'.

Ethel is the inheritor of this kind of swordsmanship, the only qualified swordsman in the Imperial Age, this world does not have the power system of a hundred schools of thought in the Arad Continent, and the girl and the ice hunt are the natural enemies of the warriors of this world.

After removing the ghoul from the head in front of her, Ethelia felt a little sore in her arm, and she took the moment to look back at her team, and saw that the warriors, while still in high spirits, had a somewhat tired look on their faces.

Exelia knew that some old friends would show up at this time, and just before she was ready to leave, the Death Knights appeared.

"I want to take advantage every time...... Are you vultures who only eat carrion? Can you have some backbone? ”

Exelia taunted the Death Knights under Abaddon's leadership, who would only show up after she had stopped attacking, and was very annoying.

Ethelia, a knightly nobleman, looked down on these courageless creatures, and decided to use her power as a ghost swordsman to attack them head-on.

The suppressor on the back of the white-haired girl's hand began to glow, and the sword in her hand began to deform strangely.

"Summoning! Snake ......"

Ethelia bit her lip and reluctantly changed her words.

"Cat's Belly Sword ......"

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