Since the moment he woke up, the paladin named Sigmar had never seen killing and despair in the true sense of the word.

Now he sees it.

The legendary cruel and tyrannical pirates, the legendary arrogant and indifferent 'spirits' hostile to humans, the ones that humans hate, and the ones that humans are curious about, these two mysterious horns that usually only exist in stories have the power of the seven seas and are invincible, but today they have fallen into the decline of wolves, because they are facing the most terrible enemies in the world.

The enemy of a living being, the end of a thing...... No matter how powerful the race, no matter how evil the creatures, they will usher in the ultimate enemy.

It's called ...... Death.

Sigma stared at the Qiqi in front of him in a daze, watched the countless undead floating and sinking in the water, watched them frantically climb the gradually tilting battleship, watched them drag the screaming and struggling creatures into the water, watched the blood gushing, looked at the severed limbs flying sideways, no matter how powerful the people, when they encountered their irresistible and irresistible horrors, they would 'reveal' their fear of death, their desire for life, they may not be afraid of fighting to death, but they are afraid of this outcome.

That's what it is...... Death.

Sigma slowly walked along the edge of the boat with hesitant steps, looking around blankly, although he was in the dark night, his eyes could still see through the sea area, the thousands of undead were like dazzling fires, connected together, in his eyes, the sharp claws that tore through his body, the roaring rotten face, the disgusting undead, the pathetic undead, the enemies of a living being......

Disgusting, disgusting.

Why does this kind of thing exist in this world?

The physical disgust, the psychological disgust, made Sigma frown, but the anger against the undead was soon replaced by another emotion.

For the first time, he saw this power of death in the true sense of the word...... Leaving the dead in the world, reawakening the bodies that should have returned to the earth, 'fucking' the bodies of the dead in the palms of their hands, making them cursed, painful, helpless, and so evil for the purpose of attacking living beings and plundering flesh and blood, is so evil, so cruel, so disgusting.

Sigma Washington.

The former me.

Why become a necromancer? This disgusting power, this power that will never be liked, this power that is hostile and repelled by a qiē being.

His fists clenched quietly.

Really want to ...... Change back?

After seeing the power of death in a real sense, and realizing what it means to be a necromancer, the original consciousness and curiosity turned into rejection and vacillation, he looked around the battlefield blankly, listening to the constant roars and roars in his ears, and his heart was irrepressibly 'chaotic', and he even wanted to leave here regardless of it, because he was faintly aware that the death and negative energy on the battlefield not only attracted countless souls at the bottom of the sea, but also made something stupid in his heart. Desire' to move, maybe...... Finally...... I......

"Hey!" The 'door' of the other dimension opened, and four death knights flashed out of it, followed by Sifania, and Miss Mage was relieved to see that he was in good condition, and then grabbed Sigma's arm, "It's okay, what are you doing here?" The holy light in your body is too strong to transfer through this different dimension, and we need to get in touch with the 'spirit' spirit immediately! They have the Wind Eagle and the Chimera, enough to carry us out of here......"

"Evacuate?" The word made Sigma hesitate for a moment, and he suddenly 'excited' the spirit, as if waking up from a dream, "How's it going?" ”

"It's bad. ("Sylvania's face was grim, "The sheer number of undead underneath is too tricky, and this kind of enemy attacking from underwater has always been the most difficult, not only can they climb the battleship, but they can also directly attack the hull, even if it is a sail battleship, they will be gnawed all over by them...... The target of this 'elf' spirit fleet is Hayreddin, and it doesn't carry heavy submersible weapons at all, there are so many undead that we didn't expect this to happen......"

"Then say so......" Sigma raised his head and looked around the battlefield again, at this time the battlefield was 'chaotic' and 'chaotic', the chain of command was broken, and the visibility of the battlefield was extremely low, even the commander of the 'elicide' spirit fleet probably couldn't have an accurate grasp of the battle situation, because he didn't know how many enemies there were...... However, Sigma can see.

A qiē undead, all under his gaze.

So, the paladin sighed softly: "The main fleet that came in was surrounded by the deep-sea fleet, and those ghost ships that were originally used as peripheral fleets and escort pirate fleets have now turned into enemies, and there are countless undead floating under the water, endlessly, why are there so many ......"

"So, we need to get out of here right away!" Sifania's tone was hurried, "You are the Deathwing of Atlas, the 'spirit' spirit will inevitably suffer heavy losses this time, and you are the only one who can mediate for them internationally." So they will definitely find a way to get you away and make you accept this favor...... And according to the thinking of these 'elites', we will definitely find a way to leave a batch of young seeds for the fleet, and we can break through with the 'elite' troops! ”

"So, the rest of the 'spirits' who remain here are going to die?" Sigma whispered, "They ......"

Sifania blinked, and then she realized what Sigma was trying to do...... Miss Adjutant changed color in horror, then pressed Sigma's shoulders with both hands, and said in a fierce voice: "What do you want to do?" Even if you are a paladin, you will not have any strong self-sacrificing 'spirit', in this case, there is no room for you to be a hero! You can't save them! ”

The paladin was stunned for a moment, and then showed a peaceful and quiet smile: "This kind of thing, how can you know if you don't try it?" ”

"Who knows if the temple 'disciples' are hiding here? Who knows where Hareddin went? Their target is you, always ready to strike you a fatal blow, why would you take such a risk? Sylvania tried to persuade, "You can 'force' the undead to retreat, can you?" This power can't be used in such a vast battlefield, but it can work a magic in a breakout battle, and if you want to save someone, this is the best way to do it, rather than staying here! You can't put yourself in danger, and in this case, there's nothing you and I can do to change anything! ”

Sigma still kept a smile: "I said it, I want to fight to the end as a paladin...... There is a way, when I don't use the Light, I can scare them away, but when I use the Light, I can attract them. Now if the 'elven' fleet wants to break through, it needs a lot of ships to stay behind to withstand the attack of the deep-sea fleet and create conditions for the withdrawal of the breakthrough troops, and now, I am here to complete this task......"

Sifania cried out, "Sigmar! ”

The paladin reached out and hugged Sifania and said softly, "You know what? Just now when I looked at this bloody picture, my heart was painful and panicked, and I was disgusted by the power of death, and to tell the truth, every living being would be disgusted by it. I didn't have an intuitive understanding of the profession of necromancer before, and it was only now that I asked myself, why did I accept this power in the first place? ”

"Until I just saw you...... I remembered what I said to you at that time, I remembered the short years I spent with the spirits, I thought of you, I thought of Lexington, I thought of Luna, I thought of Lufi, I remembered the people who rescued me in the first place. You are of different races, you have different 'sexual' personalities, some are innocent, some are cunning and lovely, and some are full of prejudice against humans, but you are all very good and good, willing to respond to kindness, willing to 'show' a smile on good things......" Sigma smiled softly, "So, mercy...... At this moment, my heart is full of such emotions. ”

"I have pity on the beautiful 'spirits', they should not die in this sea, they should have a bright smile, live in the forest, live carefree, and not be eaten by the undead."

"I pity these undead, obviously they have ended their lives, maybe they have suffered before they die, but they can't be freed after death, they must not want to eat people, but after death, their bodies have become powerful ghosts that devour blood and flesh, I really want to end their suffering, they must also want peace......"

"I also have pity on all life, they are fleeting, and maybe the next moment they will be devoured by the ghosts...... I don't want good people to die miserably, and I don't want people who die to become undead, life is too fragile, and death is everywhere...... yes, as the voice in my head said, life is so small and fragile compared to death that it's not worth mentioning......"

He slowly 'revealed' a smile and said softly, "But it's precisely because of this that there is a reason to protect it, isn't it?" ”

"Maybe that's why I chose the Necromancer before, as I told you, I just think...... It's a shame. Sigma wiped the tears from Sifania's face and smiled softly, "Maybe it's silly, but dreams always have to wake up, I just don't want to see beautiful eyes leave tears, no matter what kind of face it is" I just don't want to see innocent people sacrifice their lives, no matter what race they are, I have taken them away with my own hands, I listen to the voices coming from the darkness, the loneliness of death, the fear of death, the life is soaring, the soul is crying, the living soul is so fragile, like an illusory bubble, a slight poke will disappear in the hand......"

"I just think...... It's a shame reads;. ”

With a backhand palm, Shenghui sealed the flow of Sifania's magic and pushed her into Yan Ye's arms: "Protect her, I want to say goodbye to this last dream." ”

Yan Ye glanced at Sigma deeply, and controlled Sylphanya who was constantly struggling, and the other three death knights half-knelt down and said goodbye silently.

Sigma smiled faintly and rose to the sky, standing on the highest mast, the Hayreddin's invincible armada was entangled with the 'spirit' Royal Navy, and the deep-sea fleet that had lost control was 'chaotic' in all directions, the Nether ship broke the 'waves' in the sky, and the creatures barely saved themselves, gathering in a group to resist the continuous onslaught of the undead swarming, but they were already defeated...... Being overwhelmed by the endless undead may only be a matter of time.

He looked around at the surging and roaring sea of the undead, the bloodless and tearless undead, bound by the shackles of the old days, with their eyes wide open, crying day and night, longing for the ultimate peace. In an instant, as if blessed to the soul, they stopped their killing steps and looked at the figure at the top, the shining holy light exuding an aura that disgusted them, but it vaguely made them feel a glimmer of hope, that was enough to liberate them, a faint light.

"I hear the cry of your hearts, your hesitation, your sorrow, your pain and wailing all day long, day after day without peace, day after day without liberation, today I give you what you want." Sigma 'revealed' a warm smile, the holy light shone, and the divine silhouette was engraved on his face, like a saint, and the paladin's ten fingers were 'crossed', clenched into a fist, and pressed against his forehead, "Come on, I will go to the Yellow Spring with you." ”

Brighter than ever, like a scorching sun, it burned violently from Sigma's body and rushed into the dark sky.

On the battlefield, the undead were silent for a moment.

Then it roared, and surged like a 'tide' in the direction of the pillar of light.