While Lancet hesitates to confirm Andy Reed's current situation, Dolana's ghost offers his own advice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Let your little crow fly up, it's time for sacrifices, and no one will notice a bird."

Lanstrove groaned and patted Ed's little head.

The raven flapped its wings, its whole body almost touching the ground, and it just kept gliding and slipped through the darkness into the cemetery hall.

Soon, Ed came back with bad news.

"The boy you're looking for is lying in a coffin in the middle of the hall, he's ...... It's like dying little by little. ”

Raven's words sent Ranster's heart sink. The ritual of transformation appears to have begun, when Andy Reed dies completely, the moment he is reborn as a lich.

"How long has this ritual lasted?" Lancet asked Dorana's spirit.

"In more than half an hour, several dead bodies have been dragged out of the hall."

The transformation time of the lich is one hour, and even if the transformation ritual does not start at the same time as the sacrifice ceremony, there will be no more than half an hour left for him.

If they can't find a way to kill Andy completely in this half hour, then the entire North County will become a paradise for the undead army, and even the Queen's French Guard will not be able to defeat them easily.

Now he had to deal with Andy, who hadn't completed the transformation ritual anyway, and he needed the help of these resentful ghosts.

"How are you going to help me?" Lancet asked Dorana.

"As long as you can lift the restrictions on us in the hall, then we can rush inside, they have no way to resist the attack of a group of ghosts, only that Dorson in bright red robes can cast spells to control the spirits."

After listening to her account, Lancet nodded, "We'll take care of that guy, and the rest will be up to you."

The ghost heard his words, and it all dissipated into thin air again.

Lancet telepathically informed Raven of his plan, and the female mage's invisibility spell fell on him.

"It's not a good idea, we have to think long-term." Ed was very unsupportive of Ranster's so-called "plan".

"We're running out of time, Ed. If Andy succeeds in transforming into a lich, we'll all have to die. The demon hunter, who had already hidden his form, said, "Do you think the garrison of the Northern County can hold back the undead army?" ”

"You're gambling ...... right now"

"yes, I'm just gambling. And I think I can win. Lancet didn't give Raven another chance to speak, he had to get to the inside of the hall within the time of invisibility.

Soon, the black raven fluttered its wings and flew out of the hall, and after successfully attracting the attention of several nearby crimson acolytes, it stopped on a sarcophagus not far away.

Taking advantage of the attraction of the enemy on this side, Lenster quickly hid in the dim light of the fire and slipped to the edge of the outer wall of the hall.

Then he dodged cleanly from behind a crimson acolyte and into the hall.

In the middle of the hall, there were about hundreds of black-robed believers kneeling. They are undoubtedly the townsfolks of Northshire who have just joined the Cape of Fear. In the midst of the crowd, there was a man dressed in a bright red robe, which was tattooed with strange and intricate silver runes.

Lancet recognized what he was wearing at a glance, and if the silver runes on that robe were replaced with gold, it would be exactly the same as the guide he had seen in the demonic nightmare.

At this time, the middle-ranking priest of the Aukus Sect was strolling through the crowd of kneeling on the ground, the dark red dagger in his hand still slowly dripping blood. Soon, he leaned behind one of the black-robed believers, his lifeless dagger gently slashing through the other's neck.

The believer whose throat had been cut did not resist in the slightest, and even had a strange smile on his face covered under his cloak, and his mouth, which was no longer able to recite the incantation, still squirmed with great effort.

It was his honor to be sacrificed to the Immortal Sovereign. Dosen, the Priestess of Death, had told them that this was the most devout sacrifice to Lord Aukus.

Sacrifice my flesh and give me eternal life.

Until the most painful moment before death, the believer still believed in the faith instilled in him by the horn of fear.

It must be said that, in a sense, his prayers were "answered" by the immortal monarch. ”

A full-fledged skeleton struggled out of his corpse, torn flesh and dripping blood. Immediately, other believers in dark red robes came over and cleaned up the pile of rotten flesh on the ground, and the blood-stained skeletons were put back on their black robes and knelt down in the same position as before.

Randster looked at what was happening in the hall not far away, and then glanced at the "people" kneeling there in the hall, and many of them must have been turned into skeletons.

He glanced at the coffin on the high platform in the center of the hall and knew that Andy Reed was lying there now, performing a ritual of transforming the lich.

There is no time left to waste on yourself.

Lancet took a few gentle steps forward, trying to find the pattern of the magic circle drawn on the ground by Dosen, the priest of death. If you want to prevent a creature or spirit from entering your area, you can simply draw a magic circle on the outside of the area and restrict access to the designated creature.

He carefully searched the floor twice, but still didn't see any trace of the existence of the magic array.

Not on the ground? Is that ......

Randster looked up at the ceiling of the hall, and smiled. Sure enough, a huge magic array pattern on the entire ceiling shrouded the interior of the hall, protecting it from the invasion of spirits.

At such a high distance, there was no way to reach that magic circle without the help of other things.

With almost no hesitation, Lancet had no intention of hiding his footsteps, he walked behind the guard outside the hall and slashed off the other's head with a sword before the other party had already noticed that he had turned back, and his body was completely exposed.

Waiting for their chance the spirits began to appear violently, charging towards the guards outside.

"Leave them alone, these ghosts can't get in! Kill that guy for me! It seemed that one of the Crimson Acolytes of the Captain of the Guard raised a scythe and pointed it at Ranster, and the other party tossed the head of the dead Crimson Acolyte high under his gaze and threw it at the magic circle on the ceiling.

Just as Lancet raised his sword to resist the enemy's scythe, the tossed head also touched the magic circle on the ceiling, and blood stuck to it, destroying the integrity of the magic array.

With the crimson acolytes unguarded against the ghosts, Dorana rushed into the hall with the unscrupulous spirits of the townsfolk of the North County without hindrance, tearing the guards off guard to shreds in an instant.