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Luna propped her little hands on the table and said lazily.

"From what I know about that stinky woman, if her plan is completed and continues, even if it is destroyed, it will not have any effect, because if she stays here, it is estimated that she will not play an important role in itself, and she will not know the details of any plan, so we don't have to worry about it, just let those humans get rid of it, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Small role?" Viser was still a little confused, but after hearing Luna's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then slowly smiled.

"Visser, do you know what's going on?"

"It's pretty much the same."

Putting down the twig he had received from Luna, Visser replied, then turned and walked outside.

Luna and Angelina followed.

She didn't want to stay in this room any longer.

The rancid smell inside was a little too strong, and it was an unbearable smell for Luna.

Something like the undead is not to Luna's taste.

Before leaving the room, Luna turned her head, looked behind her with disdain and disgust, and then waved her hand.

Woohoo -

Pale green orbs flew out of her palms in an instant, scurrying into the floor of the room.

As Luna left the room, a high-pitched scream of pain came from underground.

In the middle of the house, near the corner, the figure of a dark blue girl appeared, and then, screaming, fell to the ground, she struggled to reach out, and tore her transparent throat desperately, her beautiful eyes and pretty little mouth opened at an incredible margin, as if someone was strangling her throat with all her might.

It was a pale green body of energy, like rattan.

Soon, I saw that the slender and beautiful arms of this ghost girl fell off her shoulders, and then, as if she had been burned by a candle in high temperature, she began to melt, and in less than a moment, she was completely burned out and disappeared into the air.

At the same time, on the ground beside her, a pale slender arm suddenly stretched out, it was two or three corpses in the posture of a girl, a necromancer, at the moment of breaking through the ground, it could be seen that her body was also burning with pale green flames, she fell to the ground, roared and began to roll, the necromantic girls who should not have feelings, screamed sadly.

Their pale faces began to melt, and soon, the originally clear facial features had condensed into a ball, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the difference between the five features.

Not only that, but the originally stiff body has also become soft.

Under the scorching green flames, the necromantic girl melted continuously, and the broken rancid clothes and the lifeless flesh were completely fused together, without any difference.

Visser just glanced faintly, glancing at the pit that the necromantic girl had crawled out of, the pit full of bones large and small.

Then, indifferently turn your head:

"Speaking of which, if I don't feel wrong, then Lila's girl must be here again."

"Lila?" Luna stopped and glanced at him, "Why is she coming?" ”

"That's right."

Viser nodded lightly at Luna's inquiry and Angelina's curious look.

"Although Lila's abilities are all given by me, I can't predict how far her abilities will grow, and now ......"

"Now?"

"I remember, some time ago, Lila's girl was trying to use the experiment of cell invasion on the body of the necromancy."

Visser's words made Luna shudder, and her eyes widened:

"You mean?"

"That's right, this necromantic invasion is a good testing ground for that girl."

Visser touched the reverse cross behind him and said softly:

"Is such a thing as the living dead alive or dead?"

"I don't know who started this plan to destroy Flothella, or who was involved, but I do at least know that the people who sent these necromans were undoubtedly sending something good to my black-bellied girl......."

Visser thought so, but suddenly froze:

"Speaking of which, Lila, should you clean up the humans here as well and use them as materials to test the combat power of the guinea pigs?"

......

In the city of Florsella, to the southwest.

It is a dilapidated church.

Billowing blood, along the lines of the wooden floor, seeped into the ground, and the original light orange planks had now become scarlet and filthy.

Sandler stood in the doorway with a greatsword in his hand and his female deputy, staring at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

His men, who were supposed to be alive and laughing, had now all been killed, and the mutilated bodies were left on the other side.

He could even imagine what had happened when he saw the dead female corpse in the corner, but no blood was shedding, one by one, the sexy or emaciated necromancers were cutting open their corpses one by one with their sharp fingertips, and then devouring the internal organs as they flowed out with the blood.

It's like a wild deer killed by a pack of hounds, devoured.

Sandler still remembers that at the beginning, these guys who had just joined the team, many of them, when facing him, could not even hold their weapons steadily, and during the test, he easily picked off the weapons with his giant sword.

At the end of that mission, because they were too far away from the village and city, they directly attacked a nearby caravan, and they were still not in the industry at that time, and then they were able to skillfully cut the neck of the caravan guard they didn't know, and cut open the chest and belly of the other party.

And now, these people have become corpses.

"Whew-"

Exhaling, Sandler raised his head and looked at the sky, the original soft glow of the sun in the early morning had now turned into a dazzling scorching sun, too dazzling sunlight, leaving only a dazzling halo in his eyes.

The sun still shines on the ground, and that says it all.

"Can this group of necromancers actually act during the day?"

At this time, even he felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness, and as a legendary warrior, he was naturally beyond his strength.

"Commander......."

A voice emerged, and beside him, the freckled girl with a ponytail was also ugly.

Sandler lowered his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the girl standing in front of him.

"The rest of the investigation has ended, except for the fourth team, which has all been destroyed, and the other teams have also encountered the undead."

"I see."

With that, Sandler nodded, then turned around and left away from the church, the mercenary girl hesitated for a moment, glanced at the tragic situation inside the church, then gritted her teeth and turned to follow Sandler.

Listening to the footsteps behind him gradually approaching, he asked, as if he had just remembered something:

"Did they give a detailed account of the situation? What happened? ”

"It's not very clear. The regimental commander, according to the reports of several of Carl's men, it seems that it was the necromancer who suddenly appeared and attacked them. ”

"Abominable undead."

Hearing the deputy's report, a hint of anger and brutality appeared on Sandler's face.

"Tell them, get together, as long as they see the enemy, they can do whatever they want, anyway, whether it's a demon or a monster, they will be cut directly, if they don't do it well and die, they are not worthy of being my Sandler's men."

He drew his greatsword, and looked at the worn-out greatsword with a slight notch, and the smile on Sandler's face became more and more brutal:

"It just so happens that the powerful Sandler needs enough killing, and I was afraid that there would not be enough caravan guards outside, but now it seems that I don't have to worry too much about this problem."

"Your Excellency?"

"Hurry up, I'll stay by myself!"

Ignoring the stunned mercenary girl, this tall giant man walked in the other direction with a giant sword in one hand, and with his intuition, in this direction, the crazy fighting intent in his heart would rise again.

........

I have to admit that the war between demons and humans is not much less than that of humans.

For a long time, the failure of the plan to attack the Bright Continent also had something to do with the fact that they were always fighting each other.

Although the demons are all called demons, compared to the humans who only have the difference between the kingdoms, the demons are more of a racial difference.

There is nothing wrong with what is described in people's stories, when the demons attacked the Bright Continent, some races, because they were wary of each other, eventually led to the failure of the plan, such a thing is not fictional.

Humanity is simply exaggerating its own merits and making the mistakes of the other side smaller.

And among the demons, there is a race that is absolutely difficult to get along with other demons.

That's right, it's necromancy.

"Why with the living?"

"The world should be ruled by the dead."

The shadow of a noble lady lingers in the shadows of the house.

A Shadow Banshee.

"It's a nasty sunshine."

With a slight echo, a shrill female voice like a howl rang out all around, and then, diving underground, into a basement.

"Why sunshine? It's really annoying. ”

If she could, she would have liked the world to be free of this disgusting sunshine, but that wasn't part of her choice. Even a legendary powerhouse can't expel this sun.

"All things will eventually wither, but death and cold will remain."

The ghost clenched the emblem representing the god of the dead in her hand, and she narrowed her glowing eyes and began to mumble her words.

“..... Everything will eventually die, the soul will be reborn in blood and death, and death will surely become the only order of the world, which is the fate that everyone will surely usher in, and no one can escape it! (To be continued.) )