Violent explosions, blinding fires, mournful wails......

The flaming flames engulfed the city in a gale, and the armies of the dead were like a black tide that destroyed everything in sight, and even the bravest heroic knights could not stop them. The blade pierced the body of the living, dripping scarlet blood. The greedy dead instinctively plunders every trace of soul that is about to wander.

It was the opening of a war, a war between the living and the dead.

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"Open the prison door, and maybe I can help you. They're here, if you want to live. Oscar tried to convince the two guards to release him from his cell, and a large army of undead had already poured into the underground cell.

"Are you sure you're not kidding? While I admit that you are a little different from those crazy people, no one can guarantee that you are not in the same league as these monsters. What if you let you out and you stab us? ”

As he spoke, the undead had killed the last jailer in the corridor, but they were not satisfied, and they approached the room step by step as they smelled the scent of the living.

"Sylvin, I think we can trust this guy named Oscar, he's the only sane immortal I've ever seen. And now we don't have to worry about being stabbed by someone, because we don't have a choice! ”

"Damn it, Parker! It was such a bad decision, we were all crazy! ”

Sylvin drew his sword and slashed at the chains on the cell door! With a crisp iron roar, the door opened.

"Two wise decisions, follow me, let's rush out!" Oscar nodded to Parker, and then caught the sword thrown by the other party, the one named "Oscar", of course.

The two guards who had been watching over him along the way, one was Sylvine and the other was Parker. Sylven was a stubborn fellow and suspicious, but if he could be his friend, he would be a very reliable man. Parker, Sylvany's friend, but this kid can talk to Oscar quite well, and thanks to him, Oscar would definitely suffocate along the way.

They crossed several rivers and crossed many high mountains, and the road was not very peaceful, or rather terrible! The number of undead people is slowly increasing, and the troubles caused by the undead are even more overwhelming, and even the huge White Sect Legion is tired of coping. After all, anyone can become immortal, and immortality is like an invisible plague that spreads through the air.

And not every knight is as "conscious" as Oscar, even knights or priests with strong beliefs can go crazy after becoming undead, and then become "undead rebels" like now, this term has only recently become popular.

Parker tells Oscar that an army of undead led by the undead has risen south of Thurington, and that the leader was a knight during his lifetime, and at least a high-ranking knight above the level of a superior knight.

That undead knight still claims to be the Lord of the Undead, does he still want to build an undead empire? It might have been a story a week ago, the occasional joke of the Thollund aristocracy who lived comfortably in Thurdton, or the amusement that spread through the streets and even the slums.

But everything changed when the "Undead Lord" surged over the walls of Thurrington with his corpse and sea of bones, and probably most of the nobles had long since fled, and all the commoners left behind became a delicacy for the undead.

Being locked up in solitary confines in another cell was a privilege given to him by the Silverarmour Knight, after all, no one wanted to be crammed with a bunch of red-eyed and crazy undead.

Every day people die, whether they are undead or alive.

Oscar's ability to live so long, or to maintain his sanity for so long, is due to this secret that he accidentally discovered. To be honest, he didn't expect that the rat trying to climb on his head and bite his nose would have that kind of thing in its belly! Was this a bonus?

Oscar pinched the big rat to death, and then felt the breath of the soul, and then he successfully found the small black crystal! Being able to get Sombra can keep his true nature. And why is there a black crystal in the stomach of a mouse? Forehead...... These rats have a good appetite, no wonder they're so fat! I wonder how big these guys can grow if they are allowed to eat and drink?

So much so that Oscar later asked Parker for some bread, and then deliberately "seduced" the rats in the middle of the night. Although he later found himself more attractive to rats than bread. In short, in this way, Oscar has more or less saved up some small black crystals, and it seems that at least he can't go crazy during this time.

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"Oh, Lord God, I knew Oscar could do it! Oscar: You must have been a powerful knight during your lifetime. Parker ducked behind Oscar and shouted.

And Oscar is like an angry bull, the long sword is his sharp horns, stabbing through the undead side by side in the corridor and pushing these monsters out!

"Let's go, don't talk about it, when we go out, I'll definitely invite your immortal friend to drink a glass of iceberg snow brew, the purest kind!" Sylvin tugged at Parker's back collar and dragged him away, and Oscar immediately followed after finishing the weak undead.

The only people who could get Sylven to drink were usually his friends, and if it weren't for the military order, this guy would definitely have his favorite flask around his waist. The past few days of being locked up in this alcohol-free underground cell has almost suffocated him, so he has to vent all his anger on these undead people who stand in his way.

Compared with the big Silvin, Parker's figure is not like a Sollund, thin and short, and he is probably a great nobleman in the family if he can enter the sect army, after all, the nobles of Sollund are all from the White Sect, or only nobles can enter the White Sect to serve as priests.

"We should go to Oscar, and we'll have to rely on you to get in the way later, and I'll take care of this guy behind you. I think we're going to face a tough battle! Sylvin preached to Oscar.

"Hey, I'm not a coward, I'm already a would-be knight." Parker wanted to argue a few words, he didn't want to be a turtle with a shrunken head.

"No one treats you as a child, if you face more than three immortals, you don't want to be reckless!"

"I agree."

“……”

Once all three were ready, Oscar pulled the elevator switch beside him, and the floor under their feet slowly rose as the chains rubbed and the mechanical gears turned.

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Perhaps many things have already exceeded their imagination, not only in a city in the kingdom of Thor Lund, but even in every corner of the entire continent, the tide of the undead is spreading in an unbeatable momentum.