Chapter 139: Elegy, Soul Suppression! Ⅱ

"What did you find?"

Glo asked. He wanted to make sure www.biquge.info was in the coffin - at this time, he didn't know if Miss Nina had turned into a skeleton resurrection, maybe there was a detailed account in the game, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"There's nothing in there. No, I feel a little weird. ”

As soon as Lena finished speaking, the red mist dragged through the gap between the coffin and the coffin lid, and the connection between the spiritual power and the mana tentacles was completely cut off. She turned her head to look at Alyssa and Winnie, who, as clergymen, perhaps had a clearer sense of the undead's movements.

"The breath of the necromancy is getting stronger and stronger."

Alyssa said with a frown.

"I think so too."

Priest Winnie agreed.

Glo pressed his hands on the lid of the coffin and asked the other two noble knights, Lars and Cody, "What about you?" ”

"It does seem like something is wrong, but I can't tell."

The two knights expressed similar meanings. This makes Glo even more confused - if the coffin is empty, then it means that the body that was lying inside has been transferred, and the words on the lid of the coffin and the history that took place in the game, Nina Sophia, the "Frozen Rose", should have completed the undead transformation ritual.

But what about the growing aura of necromancy?

Glo remembered the righteousness of justice [Jatis] with the sword that sounded at his waist, and suddenly an idea came to him - his right hand pulled out the sword and poked into the gap on the side of the coffin lid.

The coffin board is almost unpressable! A violent tremor came from the palm of his left hand, and a moan of pain seemed to be heard in the darkness.

A woman's voice!

Diar, Cemetery City.

In the tower belonging to Angus Rosenthal, Miss Nina, dressed in a long white dress, wipes the vase on the bookcase in her room. The Tower is the world of Angus and hers, and as a member of the Council of the Dead, Angus does not employ any servants despite his good salary. As usual, when Angus left the Tower, she was used to tidying up the chores in the various rooms to pass the boring time.

However, she suddenly stopped what she was doing—not long ago, her heart throbbed inexplicably. This is completely unprecedentedly rare for Nina, who now only has a skeleton of bones and no physical body. When the throbbing subsided slightly, she didn't care, although she was a little confused, but she quickly put the matter at ease.

It was as if a holy white light crossed her purple soul fire.

Unspeakable pain suddenly came from the depths of the soul.

She screamed and fell to the ground, her valuable antique vase knocked over by her arm and reduced to splinters. She didn't know what was going on, but she had to tell Angus what she had told her, and while she still had some strength, she twisted the pendant around her neck—a piece of jewelry made of pure gold, and at the bottom of the pendant's chain, a disc the size of a fingernail, was set with an earthy gray semi-oval gemstone.

Two white bone knuckles slid over the raised surface of the gem -

In the distant Afron, the deepest pit of the crypt and mine, a gray mist burst out of the granite coffin, and the mist rushed the coffin lid with great force, and a thick necromantic aura instantly filled the entire space.

The expedition team of six people lost their vision at this moment. They didn't panic because of this, and in the call to each other, the priest Winnie unleashed a range-wide necromancy exorcism, and a golden soft light bloomed in the mist.

Everyone leaned closer, drew their weapons, and in a back-to-back defensive formation, alert to the changes around them—Glo smiled wryly, guessing from the game's memories that the team was entering the dungeon.

After about half a minute, the gray fog faded.

Glo looked ahead, and the original scene in the tunnel was gone. Instead, there were two large, round stone pillars, the diameter of which required at least four adult men to hug them, and between them, a wide distance, along a half-man-high staircase, lay a plush woven scarlet carpet that led straight to the far end, the length of which was unsightly visible.

This is the "Elegy of Angus"!

Glo still has some impressions of this hidden copy from the early days of the game. At that time, he was still a newcomer to the quest quest stream. He glanced at the team, which included three knights, one each for the other professional mages, priests, and rangers, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With their current level and strength, it is not possible to push the dungeon flat. However, as long as you pay attention to some details, there is still a chance to clear the customs.

Under his leadership, the group walked through the thick stone pillars and on the carpet. Inside, they found that they were in a splendid palace, with rows of burning bronze oil lamps hanging from the high dome, and several lifelike statues lined up on both sides of the carpet of the corridor.

The level of refinement of the statue does not resemble a man-made work at all. Lars approached a bust of a girl with her hands crossed and her head slightly tilted beside him, and he was about to reach out and touch the texture.

"Don't!"

Glo stopped urgently. He knew exactly what these statues were - statues were just what they looked like. In essence, all the works here come from real beings. Although the "rebel" Angus Rosenthal has been in love all his life, after transforming into a lich, he is definitely not a good person.

"The Butcher of the Living", "The Executioner of the Murderous Spirit", and "The Mastermind of the Undead Invasion War", this is what the other forces in the game call him. For the sake of his fanatical flesh and blood alchemy experiments, he even did not hesitate to go to the surface world to provoke wars and plunder mankind. The statue of the girl in front of him is just the remains of a poor dead girl, and in the relevant texts of the game, Angus has an unusually perverted disposition - he never wastes the fresh flesh and blood of the living, and even if the alchemical experiment fails, he will put it in various elegant poses and make it into a piece of art that he loves.

In this dungeon, there is also a hidden premise: if these statues come into contact with the breath of the living, they will turn into unwilling spirits.

Glo's reminder came too late, and Lars' fingertips had already touched the girl's bust.

With a terrible scream, the statue crumbled, and the flames of the oil lamp did not bring any heat to the palace. In the cold air, a crystal-shaped, translucent, indistinct resentful spirit swooped down on Lars.

Lars didn't hesitate to swing his sword!

But they don't have real bodies.