The whispers of the dead echo through the gloomy ruins, the music of the elegy glides through another melody with the touch of the finger bones, the will of the Scourge descends on the earth, and the flesh of the dead rises in the shadows. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the canopy, clouds shrouded him. The birch forest, trees, and figures by the creek are gradually being eaten away by the thick black mist.

Alyssa's waking act from her sleep surprised Lars, "Alyssa, what's going on?" ”

Immediately standing up from the daze, Lars asked with concern. Generally speaking, normal people wake up from sleep and have a period of time to adjust, but looking at Alyssa's state, this is not the case at all - energetic, serious, carefully adjusting the bearskin pattern armor on her body, and not forgetting to check the knight's sword hanging from her waist.

Qiang –

Alyssa pulled the knight's sword from its scabbard, a well-made titanium steel sword with no unnecessary ornamentation, said to have been the work of a master blacksmith who had given her father a gift from her father when she was 16 years old.

With a shining blade and bright eyes, Miss Knight looked like she was ready to fight at any time - although as reserve members of the Iris Knights, the three of them had not participated in those well-known battles, but those battles, large and small, including the way to training, had been experienced together many times.

"The Fallen Unclean has appeared!"

Lars walked up to Alyssa's side, and was about to pat him on the shoulder to say hello to understand the situation, but when he saw the knight's young lady's expression of rare determination, he did not say much more, and began to give orders to summon his servants.

As aristocrats, while enjoying a good life, they naturally have a corresponding duty to protect the safety of the common people, just as shepherds do to protect their precious flock. The nobles of the earthly kingdom have a sense of mission engraved in their bones for the dead of Dill and for all the evils that blaspheme living beings.

Now, as Alyssa said, what they are going to do is to purge the evil of evil and destroy the existence of the Unclean.

Of course, Cody hasn't been forgotten either. When the Knights' team had assembled in just a few minutes, Lars caught a glimpse of Cody, who was still sleeping soundly on the cyan stone, and without hesitation, Lars picked up his quadriplegic companion, and explained the current situation to him while his companion was still rubbing his sleepy eyes in confusion.

Then, with the help of their servants, the young knights were fully clothed and stepped onto the tall western warhorses,

Da Da -

The sound of horses' hooves raining down the empty valley sounded.

"The sound of horses' hooves?"

Holding on to his broadsword, Glo asked Scott beside him.

"The sound of horses' hooves."

Scott heard the same movement.

The entire deserted uninhabited village had been searched in a carpet-style, almost strictly according to the grid of coordinates one by one, and the members of the bandit group still found nothing—the bandit leader, who was well versed in house architecture, led his companions through every nook and cranny of the house, opened every bed, removed every cabinet, and spared not a single fireplace or closet...... In short, any place where it is possible to hide a dark room or cellar in the structure of a house has been carefully and eagerly inspected more than three times.

"Is it the Skeleton Cavalry?"

Radia looked up and asked the bandit leader beside her. After this period of contact, Glo's inadvertent profound experience and knowledge have made Miss Mage, who thinks she is erudite, secretly admire - there are some things that she has never seen in books and classics, but from the detailed analysis of Glo's mouth, there is always a special truth.

"It's not!"

The bandit leader's answer was brief and resounding, but his expression, flickering in the orange light of the torches, was somewhat strange. As if something bad had been associated, Miss Mage couldn't help but feel palpitations, and her voice trembled, "Could it be that this time it's the Dread Knight again?" ”

Judging from the frequency of the sound of horses' hooves, the number of knights is a bit scary - in the quiet valley in the middle of the night, any movement will be infinitely amplified by the subconscious, especially in this deserted and uninhabited village, when I think of the hordes of [Dread Knights] -

The terrifying existence of that transcendent realm, Ladia shrunk her petite body in fear.

The emotionally dull otaku missed the opportunity again, but Glo didn't open his arms and took the mage lady in front of him into his arms. Glo looked at his companion, the light of the torches illuminating his angular face, and the spocks of his beard that hadn't been cleaned in days.

The bandit leader looked calm, and the big sword struck the ground, "Everyone get ready for battle!" ”

The sound of horses' hooves was dense but irregular, with a little screech of a horsewhip tearing through the air - Glo's hearing was so good that he could even hear someone talking in a whisper.

- It's humans, but that doesn't mean they're all right. In the chaotic Northland, the law of chaos has always been applicable, that is, the law of the jungle that the otaku once called the world of the jungle. For bandits, their own kind are often more dangerous opponents than beasts and undead.

The silvery moon turned yellow, and the thick black mist seemed to have an independent soul, lingering with the knights in the mountains and forests.

"Alyssa, are you really going to destroy the evil undead?"

Cody in the openwork pattern armor untied part of the armor and opened the neckline - the minions didn't know his figure, nor did they know the beautiful armor, and the overly tight breastplate even made him a little breathless, until he loosened the buckle on the strap into place, and then felt a little better.

But he still felt that his breathing was dull, and this true feeling was spoken by him truthfully, and echoed by his companions.

"Nogo's ghost weather, it might be raining!"

Lars felt the same way, but he quickly figured out why.

Alyssa on top of the war horse remained silent, expressionless. Lars and Cody kept talking all the way on the topic of "destroying the undead", and the knight lady, who was usually as lively as a sparrow, rarely did not interject a sentence - this "unscientific" situation was also noticed by the two young knights, and Cody's previous inquiry was to hope that this young lady would speak.

The ranks of the Knights weaved their way through the narrow mountain path like a long snake, with Alyssa at the front, followed closely by two young noble knights—the Nogo Mountains were rugged, but there were not many places that could be called truly precipitous.

The horses of good blood marched quickly, and in the hazy night, a village soon loomed over the outline of the mountain, and the knight lady raised her whip high—

From the other side of the mountain, a sudden wind blew.