Marlan was now in a scruffy, dusty council chamber, tending to the wounded soldiers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

An hour earlier, the Paladins of the Silver Hand and the Militia Gate of Talon had once again repelled the undead's onslaught.

However, it was a bitter victory for Taronshire, and even though they were the first to kill the leader of the army of the undead, Death Knight Marduk, using a decapitation operation, the remaining number of undead still caused them a lot of casualties.

The wounded militiamen and paladins lay in this chamber, having been treated by the Light before, but the Light could not completely alleviate their suffering......

"Miss Marlan!" At this moment, a peasant woman approached.

Marlan put away the faint holy light in her hand and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"Mistress Mills, please come over!"

Marlan nodded, and left the council chamber to Jon's room.

……

There are guests in the room, Mayor Redpass and Paladin Croford are both here, and they have also come to find Jon.

"Mistress Mills, you're right!" Mayor Redpass sighed and said, "If we continue to stay in Talon County, all that awaits us is death...... And it will hurt you! ”

The undead have sent Death Knights, proving that they take this human town very seriously, and if they fail again, the next wave of attacks will be even more terrifying......

And the town's own combat power is getting weaker and weaker...... At least the wounded militiamen and paladins are very numerous now!

"Let's go east!" Croford proposed, "At least there, the undead's sphere of influence is much weaker!" ”

There is only one way, after all, there will only be more undead in other directions besides the mountains and rivers!

"Then gather the townsfolk and get ready!" Jon breathed a sigh of relief, "The sooner the better!" ”

He was a little glad that the undead's attack had awakened Mayor Redpass.

Mayor Mare and Paladin walked out of the room as Marlan walked in.

"Mistress Mills, are you looking for me?" She asked softly.

"We need to get ready to leave, the whole town needs to be evacuated in half a day!" Jon said lightly.

"I know......" Marlan nodded, "I don't have anything to tidy up though!" ”

"There's one thing I need to find you!" Jon suddenly looked into the girl's eyes, "What do you think of the undead?" ”

"Undead!" Marlan gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred and rage: "These sinful creatures deserve to go to hell......"

Jon suddenly laughed, "So what if I told you that there is a power that can help you kill the Death...... But at a slight price......"

"I do, Mistress Mills!" Marlan directly interrupted him: "Lord Mills, I swore to you, if I can deal with the undead, I am willing to pay any price, everything!" ”

"Even your most precious thing?" Jon asked in a low voice.

"Precious?" A miserable smile appeared on the corner of Marlan's mouth: "I have nothing......"

"No!" Jon shook his head, "When I say your most precious thing, I mean your faith!" ”

"Faith?" Marlan was stunned.

"Come with me!" Jon stood up and led the way into one of the rooms in the back.

Marlan walked into the room and suddenly had the feeling of floating in a dream. She saw a glowing creature floating in the empty space, this creature seemed to be made purely of energy, and she was immediately caught, and she was so captivated by the light that she was even a little speechless.

"It's ......"

The creature emitted a shimmering glow that spread across the spacious room. Marlan could barely make out some of the changing silhouettes that looked a little like wings, but other than that it was pure and unfamiliar, and probably the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.

At the same time, Marlan could clearly feel that this warm light was not an ordinary light, but a real holy light, and it was a thousand times purer than the holy light she summoned!

"Is this the nature of the Light?" She muttered.

Jon nodded, "Yes, it's called Naru, and it's the Messenger of Light!" ”

Marlan fell to her knees and looked at Jon at the same time, "Do I need to ask it to give me the power of Light?" ”

"No!" Jon pulled the girl up, "What you need to do is to suck its power!" ”

He held out his other hand, and a faint light sucked out of Muru's body......

"It's crying, I can feel it!" Marlan's voice trembled a little.

Jon's tone turned cold: "You promised me that you were willing to pay for everything, and now is the time for you to fulfill your promise......"

Marlan took a few steps back in vain: "No...... I can't blasphemy the Light like that......"

"I won't force you!" Jon opened the door to the room and walked out, "Now it's your turn to make your own choice, to continue to witness the undead continue to slaughter our people; Abandon your so-called faith and become the Lord of Light! ”

With that, he walked out of the room.

Marlan's body trembled.

She suddenly remembered what Uther had said when Stratholme had rescued her.

"Marland...... Remember that at all times, do not forget the teachings of the Light, the Light will be omnipotent, the Light will guard everything, and never turn your back on the Light, this is the rule of a Light believer! ”

Her will began to waver: "I'm sorry, Master Mills, I can't do ......"

Suddenly, the girl felt a chill to the bone, and then an extremely miserable scene appeared in front of her.

She saw her parents, who were at their home in Stratholme...... They had just eaten the food infected by the plague...... His mother was clutching his stomach and wailing in pain, while his father was rummaging through the cabinets in severe pain to find medicine, thinking that he had just eaten his stomach......

Malan closed his eyes in despair, but the scene in front of him became clearer and clearer......

The two middle-aged men died in agony, and then turned into twisted and brainless zombies......

"No ......" The flame of anger suddenly burns in the girl's heart!

"I'm sorry, Lord Uther!" She pounced on the embodiment of the Light, ignoring its cries and began to suck up its power as hard as she could.

……

Jon was in the room outside, oblivious to the movement in the back room.

"Wouldn't it be nice to directly control her spirit, and you want me to do such a troublesome thing!" Saratas's voice of displeasure rang in his head. (To be continued.) )