Ed landed firmly on Lance's shoulder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Done?" He asked softly.

Raven telepathically told his master what had happened.

"Very clever idea, isn't it?" Ed gave a rare compliment to the female mage, "She's growing, and she's growing fast. It seems that you don't have to worry about it for a long time. ”

"That's for the best." Lancet looked towards the exit of the passage, where the guard who had been hypnotized by Moria had returned to his place, but judging by the way he was lying on his stomach against the wall, he must have been a barely standing corpse now.

"Ruthless and clear-headed, I think it won't be long before she overtakes you." Ed sighed a little.

Lancet couldn't help but think of the female mage before the time travel, and the raven's evaluation of her at this time was exactly what everyone at that time, including the players, had said about the demigod mage.

"Beyond me?" He didn't understand what Ed meant by that.

"You didn't wait for the Imperial army to venture here, aren't you afraid that the Cape of Fear will completely destroy this town?" Raven asked rhetorically.

"Actually, you can get out of here and not be involved in this fight."

Lancet understood Eddard's words, and he thought he had come here to risk his life for the sake of a hero. This made him sigh uncontrollably.

"Ed, did I talk to you about witchers?"

"I haven't talked much about it." Raven replied truthfully.

"It was only after the first Blood Moon War that the special race of witchers slowly appeared, and at that time, the demons that remained in Tyrenriel hid their aura in order to avoid the witchers' induction of them."

Lanster fell into the memory.

"We and the Abyss Demon are natural enemies, and if we meet, we are doomed to the death of one of them." The witcher's tone gradually became cold, "Do you know what happens to those witchers who are caught by demons? Their hands and feet were torn off, and they hung on trees with their bellies disemboweled, but they couldn't breathe because of the strong constitution of the witchers. ”

"Do you know what it's like to live rather than die? Do you know how they feel when they beg you to help them get rid of them? I've slain countless demons, and I can't count the brothers I've killed. ”

"What I'm doing now is not for any North County, for any people, I'm just for the revenge of my brothers."

"For the witchers."

……

That's right, if the followers of Aukus find the Golden Pages sooner, they will be able to prevent the Undead Monarch and his army from coming to Tyrenriel, and once again rewrite the blood-red world of death wails and corpses.

If he was alone in this matter, he could have run to a hidden location or hide in some other plane. But as someone who lived through the years of chaos firsthand, and now that he had the opportunity to rewrite that bloody history, there was no reason why he shouldn't try.

"But......" Ed was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lancet.

"I know what you're trying to say, Ed. I'm not an idiot, and I never thought that the two of us could completely smash down this Horn of Fear Bottom Church. ”

He touched Raven's little head, and the words he uttered reassured Ed a little.

"I'm just confirming one thing, and then I'm leaving."

……

When Moria's aftermath arrived, Lancet explained the results of his investigation of the perimeter of the catacommodatory.

"The space in the hall is not small, and there should be a lot of people in it, including the townspeople who have joined in the past few days." Lancet drew a circle on the ground to represent the catacommodal cemetery, and made several crosses on the outside, "each of which represents a guard, eight in all." All of them were the scythe-wielding red-robed believers we had encountered. ”

Those Crimson Acolytes were extremely strong in combat, and if they faced eight or more at a time, they had no chance of winning at all.

The female mage, of course, knew about these difficult creatures, and she was silent, just clenching her fists in her cloak.

"What's next?" She asked in a low voice, her mood visibly low.

It is very likely that the clues to the guides who drank the blood of Aukus are in these cultists of Aukus, and there is nothing they can do about it. Although Moria is vengeful, she no longer loses her mind as before.

"There are many opportunities for revenge, but not this time." Lancet then stated his plan, "I'll just check with Andy Reed's current situation and we'll go back." ”

"Andy Reed ......"

The witcher's superior senses caused him to hear the vague voice of a woman in his ears, and Lancet was sure that it was not the female mage beside him who opened his mouth.

He pulled Moriah away quickly, and then saw a translucent spirit float out of the sarcophagus they had just used as cover.

"Did you just say Andy Reed......" The naked, female spirit floated as she spoke, drifting in the direction of Ranster.

The witcher didn't speak, he drew his sword with green flames and aimed it at the ghosts that were getting closer.

And what happened next directly made the usually calm witcher can't help but shed a cold sweat.

One by one, the spirits emerged from the coffins or from the ground, and they all stood behind the female spirits that had appeared at the beginning, slowly floating towards them.

"Can you answer my question now?" The female spirit continued to ask in a fluttering voice.

"I'm going to make sure Andy Reed has turned into a monster." Randster replied in a low voice, he didn't want to attract the cultists not far away.

"Are you trying to kill him? I can help you. The spirit waved his hand to stop the other kind, a look of resentment on his blurred countenance, "I'm Dolana, the daughter of a blacksmith in Northshire. ”

Dorana, the girl that Andy has always had a crush on, still hasn't escaped death.

According to her own account, Andy made her body into a skeleton, just like he did to all the residents of North County. Turned into ghosts, they wanted revenge, but were stopped by the circle and had no way to get close to the hall, and the priest of death here cast a spell to attack the townspeople.

Ranster listened to Dorana's ghost and had a general idea of the current situation.

First of all, the Horn of Dread has an army of no less than a hundred skeletons. And over time there will be more and more, stronger and stronger.

Second, he must find out about Andy Reed's current situation as soon as possible in order to decide whether or not to accept Dorana's request.