Running around in the wilderness in the middle of the night is a matter of death, let alone a place like the Eastern Plaguelands, but this adventure rule doesn't work for Loria—she sees farther and runs faster at night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

During the day she may be lost, but at night she ...... That dead stalker really picked the wrong time to do it.

Elise would resist unless she was stunned, but the kidnapper wouldn't be too quick anyway, and she was calculating how far she could walk in fifteen minutes, checking the direction with her compass, and when she saw a small mound, she jumped on it, and sure enough, at the end of her sight, she spotted a slow-moving shadow.

At this time, she had to use the telescope, and she was glad that she had brought one, otherwise it would be a waste of time to get the target wrong.

The faint light filtered through the mirror, accurately captured by the strange red pupils, she didn't see Elise, nor did she see the kidnapper, but what person with a normal head would drive wild in the middle of the night?

Loria put away her binoculars and chased after her, glad she was quick enough to react and really couldn't find Elise any later...... After a few minutes, the blurred shadows in the distance became clearer, Loria increased her speed, and after running a while, the speed of the carriage was not very fast, and after a while, she could even clearly see the wheels of the carriage sinking slightly into the earth, and the two horses pulled a huge closed carriage, no wonder the speed was not fast.

The enemy knew nothing about her approach, and someone was going to be out of luck.

She got closer, and the sharp ice arrow condensed in an instant, aiming at the horse's leg.

Loria stopped suddenly, and a black mass smashed not far in front of her, and the carriage did not slow down, but the door at the back of the carriage was opened, and the curtain that blocked her vision moved, and several skeletons rolled out of the car.

For a while, Loria hesitated, the guy who kidnapped Elise should be a human, did she chase the wrong one?

Passing between the two skeletons struggling to get up, she didn't bother with the weak undead, she planned to just flip the carriage over and see what was inside.

When she was only a flash away from the carriage, something similar happened again, several black things flew towards her, this time she recognized, it was shadow magic, more skeletons jumped from the carriage, this time they didn't care about their own injuries, they just tried to drag her down, one guy who broke his leg bone was even crawling towards her with two poor arm bones.

A chilling wind of crushed ice appeared out of thin air and quickly vanished, shattering the skeletons to pieces everywhere they went.

Loria decided to get serious, and she approached the carriage for the third time, and this time, without waiting for magic or skeletons to fly out of the carriage, she flashed directly to the side, and cast the six icicles she had prepared at the horse pulling the carriage with magic - five of them missed, and the last one passed through the horse's belly accurately.

She didn't want to hurt these innocent ...... The horse with the hole in the belly continued to run without stopping, and Loria's eyes widened to realize that the two horses were already dead...... Their flesh and skin were soft and clinging to their bones, and their eyes were dull, not at all like living creatures.

These are two undead warhorses that were converted not long ago, and as for what happened to their former owners, you don't need to guess to know.

Stunned for a moment, her figure immediately disappeared in place, and the magic that beckoned her hit the ground, and when she reappeared, a log-like ice spike erupted from the ground, piercing the dead horse pulling the cart and hanging it in the air.

The cart, which had lost its balance while moving, was thrown sideways under the pull of another horse, breaking the ice spike and stopping.

Something was thrown out of the wagon...... It was a corpse, and the face of the corpse, Loria still had a vague impression, its owner, a down-and-out alchemist, was still pestering her in the afternoon two days ago, insisting that she buy a dozen light blue magic potions, the price was slightly expensive, but the effect was not bad.

Now he was dead, piled up with the corpses of other humans, and was transported somewhere in the middle of the night by a cart pulled by an undead warhorse.

A soft pop sounded, and she saw the alchemist's bones pierce the flesh, and slowly, a blood-stained skeleton emerged from the corpse.

This was the first time she had seen the process of the undead being transformed...... The indiscriminate murder and the disposal of human bodies as garbage and cargo are unbearable for anyone who still has the slightest hint of kindness.

"Coward, get out!"

For the first time, Loria hated her lack of talent in fire spells, and she began to envy Rocca for the fact that only flames could burn away such ugliness, and that such ugliness only deserved to be turned into ashes.

She was answered by a muffled chanting voice...... As she pondered how to destroy them all at once without hurting Elise, who might be in the carriage, one by one the blood-colored skeletons stepped out from behind the curtain.

How many bodies are there? No wonder the carriage was so large that it was difficult for two indefatigable undead horses to pull it.

Loria drew her dagger that hung at her waist, cast a spell with one hand, and slowly approached the carriage, and since the cowards did not dare to come out, she went in, and as she walked past a slow-moving, newborn skeleton, the skeleton suddenly accelerated furiously, holding the weapon of her life, a one-handed sword, and attacked her.

However, no matter how fast the skeleton is, it is only a skeleton, slow in front of the vampire like a spell of fire explosion, and it is full of flaws, and the hand bones that raised the sword fall forward before the upper body falls, leaving only the two leg bones below the pelvis standing alone.

The sluggish skeletons moved quickly one after another, but the end result was either broken by broken ice or severed by the dagger, and Loria heard the plural voices, satisfied with the questioning and horrified parts of it.

Fogging, through the curtain, she vaguely saw several people standing in it, the bottom of the carriage was full of minced meat, there was no longer half a bone for these necromancers to manipulate, one mage was using a staff to pick up a gap in the curtain to look out, and the rest of the people were staring closely at the door, not knowing that the person who had buried them was already standing behind them.

Elise is not here, then she has nothing to fear, deliberately indulging in magic, she just wants to win with strength, when those mages noticed that a terrifying magic was gathering behind them, the furious ice spikes roared and stretched everywhere, piercing countless holes in the heavy carriage, and the dazzling light that followed engulfed everything, and when the light stopped, the wailing of the last necromancer also stopped, and finally, the lilac shockwave blew up the necromancer hanging on the ice spikes along the four walls of the carriage.

Loria endured her nausea and looked down to examine the pieces to see if any of them belonged to Elise.