Listening to Lyudmila's recounts, Roland was in awe of her father. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPeople often say that the times create heroes, but in fact, aren't the so-called heroes those who can change the power of the times and turn the tide with their own strength?

If there is no hero Igor who fought bravely under the city of Kitland, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to seriously injure the orc king, who can ensure that there will be a second Igor who will stand up in time to be the mainstay?

If it weren't for Igor's self-sacrifice, Thorge would not have withdrawn from his injuries at the critical moment of the siege battle, and he would not have died so suddenly, and the orc royal court would not have fallen into internal strife due to the leaderless dragons and quickly collapsed.

It is no exaggeration to say that Igor sacrificed himself to change the contemporary history of the Northlands and the entire Far East, and without this hero, Kitland would have ceased to exist long ago, and the Northlands would be divided equally between the Orc Court and the Dragon's Eye.

Thinking so, Roland walked to the tombstone and knelt down on one knee, holding the bouquet of white roses in both hands and offering his blessings respectfully.

"Dear Mr. Igor, my name is Roland Kolas, and I am a friend of your daughter Lyudmila, and Aunt Evgenia and Mila have suffered a lot over the years, but fortunately all misfortunes have passed, and now they live very happily, and I wish you all the best in heaven."

Lyudmila knelt in front of the tombstone, and her eyes blurred with tears at the sound of his prayers.

Roland put down the flowers and was about to get up, when he looked up, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a strange black shadow, which was quietly attached to the tombstone, at first glance it looked like a humanoid silhouette, but the outline was extremely sharp, and the minions were hideous, exuding a cold undead atmosphere!

"Huh! There are only two of us here, how can there be a third shadow? Lyudmila also noticed the abnormality, looked at the dark shadow on the tombstone and muttered, "Could it be...... Igor's ghost? ”

"This thing...... Not like ghosts. Roland stared at the strange black shadow on the tombstone, and his eyes flashed with vigilance, "Although the ghost is also an imaginary undead creature, it will retain the image of his life, when he appears, his dress and appearance before life can be seen clearly, and the human ghost will also retain intelligence and memory, and can communicate with people in the language of his life, but the guy on the tombstone has a human figure but can't see his face, just a black shadow with negative energy condensation, it looks like an evil imaginary creature born in the shadow world - Phantom!" ”

Just as he was suspicious, the black shadow on the tombstone suddenly leaned forward, and two black hands pinched his neck.

"Beware!" Lyudmila hurriedly pulled him back, dodging the shadow's sneak attack.

The shadow squirmed violently like boiling mud after the blow fell, and the body that lacked thickness stretched thin and long, and the two ghost claws broke away from the tombstone and grabbed at Lyudmila.

"Go back!" Lyudmila opened her bow and fired a rapid shot, both of which hit the Phantom almost simultaneously, but only one wounded the monster, causing it to let out a piercing scream, and the other shot through its illusory body in front of the tombstone, and the cluster of arrows drove into the rock and burst into a cloud of sparks.

Lyudmila knew that it would be difficult for a physical weapon to hit the virtual undead, so she grabbed the quiver behind her backhand, intending to take out two "force field arrows".

Force field spells and weapons can crack the special constitution of imaginary undead creatures, but the price is very expensive, and there is one less arrow with one, so she is reluctant to use it until the last resort.

At this time, Roland suddenly held her hand and pointed to the tombstone and reminded: "Look, that's the real ghost!" ”

Lyudmila looked over in surprise, and at some point a tall phantom appeared next to the tombstone, standing in the air, with her head bowed, revealing a hint of melancholy temperament.

The shadow didn't seem to notice that a distant relative was emerging behind it, and it was still crawling towards Lyudmila in a vicious shape, stretching out its dark ghost claws, trying to snatch the girl's life.

The ghost behind him fluttered in the air, silently approaching the tombstone, and suddenly stretched out his right palm, grabbed the ghost's slender neck from behind, and forcibly ripped it off the tombstone, holding it in the air.

The shadow was horrified, grappling desperately with both hands on the ghost's arm, a painful "uh-uh" scream coming from deep in its throat.

However, the ghost's strength was far greater than it could resist, and it struggled to the death, its slender arms not moving, its fingers folded, and the ghost's head immediately tilted to one side, and its limbs fell limply.

The killing, which took place between the spiritual world, the shadow world, and the real world, did not make a single movement, and the silence only deepened the terrifying atmosphere.

Lyudmila was dumbfounded, and it wasn't until the tall ghost casually threw away the dead ghost and slowly raised her head that she suddenly let out a surprise call: "Daddy! ”

Roland's heart moved, and he stepped forward to carefully observe the ghost, the other party's clothes matched his memories before death, the simple leather armor set off the tall and straight figure, and the translucent face could vaguely show the appearance before death.

Unlike what Roland imagined, Igor is not the kind of arrogant man with a full beard, but a beautiful man with a cold temperament, with deep eyes that are slightly melancholy, and he looks like the kind of man with an introverted personality - he usually doesn't say much, and he shows his true character as a hot-blooded hero at critical moments.

"Dad, it's really you?!" Lyudmila couldn't control her excitement and rushed up to try to hug her father, but she was empty, after all, it was just a disembodied ghost.

Igor couldn't help but show excitement on his face, he reached out and gently stroked his daughter's cheek, even if the father and daughter were in different worlds and couldn't feel each other's body temperature, it was difficult to stop the blood connection.

Roland looked at this warm scene and felt deeply in his heart. Whether Igor was voluntarily or forced to wake up from his long sleep, it was a blessing for Lyudmila. If it weren't for the coincidence, she probably wouldn't have had the opportunity to see her father again in this life.

When he was sighing, there was a sudden burst of scorching energy fluctuations behind him, and he was suddenly shocked, and before he could open his mouth to remind the father and daughter to be careful, a scorching and dazzling beam of light had already hit Igor in the air.

Laugh at! The 3-Ring Divine Technique "Scorching Radiance" acts like a laser cannon that deals double damage to undead creatures that fear sunlight.

Igor had quasi-legendary strength during his lifetime, and it was no big deal to carry a scorching glow, but after death, he turned into a ghost but couldn't withstand such an attack, and his body was almost scattered by the brilliance, and he quickly escaped back to the spirit world.

"Hehehe, cunning ghost, I've spent three nights searching for your trail, and now it's time to end this game of hide and seek."

With a sneer, a woman in a gray sacrificial robe strode forward, holding a dark wooden scepter in her right hand, the head of which was inlaid with an unknown black orb, emitting a ghostly light. With the movement of footsteps, there was a sound of metal colliding inside the wide robe, apparently lined with heavy armor, and a pendant was hidden between the towering peaks on his chest, faintly shining silver. (To be continued.) )