Under the strong onlookers of everyone, Sigma and the paladin walked into the isolation zone, the necromancer held a pipe that did not exist, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said lightly: "Blind student, if you find Huadian in a while, you must say it......"

"If you have time to talk nonsense," said the paladin viciously, "you better think about what you should do if you can't find evidence!" ”

Sigma nodded and muttered for a moment, "That's right...... I've heard that pork cutlets are served in your Holy See's detention cell, I don't know if it's true, oh yes, can I apply for a beautiful nun sister to give me psychological guidance? ”

"Don't even think about it!" The paladin snorted angrily and was about to say something, when a paladin, who had been busy in the center of the barrier, turned around and shouted, "Knight Canning, I need help!" His vital signs were weakening! ”

"Oh, that's just right." Sigma rolled up her sleeves, "Next, Uncle Ben will show you how to refine people who are on the verge of death into ghosts......

"The bodies of the two dead are there, you better go and check them out." The paladin pointed in the other direction.

Sigma was stunned for a moment, "Obviously, they need my help more." ”

"How can a necromancer help?" Canning waved his hand, "Besides, if the victim dies when you go to help, then you can't tell you clearly, don't worry, I'll do my best to save him." ”

"Oh, so righteous?" Sigma patted him on the shoulder, "After this is over, I ask you to go to the Great Health Care." ”

The Paladin didn't know what the Great Health Care was. But judging from the name, it must be some kind of exercise and health activity, he snorted, "Wait until you can prove your innocence." ”

Sigma laughed. Turning his head to the two corpses parked not far away, the deceased had been transferred to a stretcher, covered by a white cloth, Sigma squatted down and stretched out, uncovering the white cloth, Rao had seen countless big scenes in Atlas, and the things that caught his eye still made him almost retch: "it......"

He tried to close the eyes of the deceased. Unfortunately, it failed, because the eyelids were gone, and only the bulging eyeballs were filled with bloodshot struggles and the hollowness of despair. Knowing what he had experienced before he died, Sigma sighed lightly, made a note in his heart for the unmasked "mentor", and asked Victor to visit the families of the three men. Compensate some money. The deceased is dead, there is only so much he can do, fate is impermanent, only to recover the blood debt for him, talk about comfort.

The other deceased was in the same tragic condition as he was, and even the white cloth only had to be lifted to the neck to know how miserable and broken their bodies were, and Sigma examined them carefully. Frowning, he had already figured out the cause of death of the first deceased. The murderer pinched his mouth, and then released a corpse qi from the underworld, and the continuous gushing of undead death qi poured directly into his mouth, rushing down the throat, eroding his vitality from the inside out, this is a very cruel method, the death qi that spreads from the inside to the outside continues to expel the body's life force, squeezing the body's life force outward, and in the end, the skin and muscles can't carry such a strong life force, so he exploded alive, but he wasn't dead yet, he was forced to look at this qiē, But because the death qi eroded his vocal cords in the first place, destroying his spine along the way, he even lost the ability to scream and struggle, and could only pray for death in boundless pain......

"......," Sigma sighed, "It's a dereliction of duty on the part of Voldemort that the Shadow Blade Force actually missed you, but I still bumped into it, it's the revenge of the dead, it's the wrath of God, it's the retribution of fate, you're dead." ”

He stretched out his hand and tried to sense the power of death on the remaining corpse, but I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional, whether it was the death qi of the undead or the power of death completely coincided with the breath of this corpse during the long torture, it was that he could not sense the fluctuations of the enemy from the traces of mana, he changed another sentence to corpse induction, the same situation.

The necromancer immediately stood up and walked towards Canning, no clues can be found in the body of the person who has been dead for a long time, and it must be found in the person who is alive, I don't know if the purpose of leaving a living mouth is to demonstrate to me or to frame me, but this is a complete failure...... Several paladins surrounded the only survivor, the holy light on his body flickered, and the gentle power flowed into his scarred body, relieving his pain and maintaining his life, Sigma frowned, he could see at a glance that the vitality of this person in front of him was inevitably declining, and the only glimmer of life was like a bait to attract the paladin to continuously inject the holy light......

Wait, bait?

The necromancer was slightly stunned, and then, his pupils shrank suddenly, as the victim's vitality gradually declined, something hidden under the vitality was detected by him, there was a lock hidden in the person's body, this lock was hidden under the vitality, so it was not detected by the paladins, and the holy light that the paladins continued to inject was the key to open the lock, and when the lock was fully opened, then what appeared would be......

Sigma only felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, and he threw himself over, shouting, "Get out of the way!" ”

Canning heard the shout and turned his head slightly strangely to look at Sigma.

This glance has become a permanent recipe.

In an instant, the survivor's body exploded suddenly, the blazing red light set off a blazing heat, and the buried necromancy transformed the flesh and blood into violent energy and terrifying corpse poison at an astonishing speed, accompanied by the strong undead death qi hidden in it, instantly engulfed the four paladins around the body, time seemed to slow down, Sigma watched Canning slowly be enveloped in green mist, and then blown away by the violent shockwave, flying out like a tattered rag doll.

"Hey!" The necromancer rushed to his side and turned his body over, trying to extract the undead death qi and toxins from his body, as long as there was still a breath, Sigma could save him, but the moment he turned Canning's body over, the necromancer's eyes were covered with a layer of sadness, and he silently put Canning's body down.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Jiri. What would happen to Kieli if he was in Canning's position, if something like this happened to Kieli? No. Ji Li trusts him more than Canning, and when he says to dodge quickly, he will definitely do it immediately, in addition, Ji Li is also much more powerful than Canning, even if she is hit head-on, she will be fine. So...... So......

"I'm sorry...... I can't ask you to do a big health care anymore. Sigma whispered, "Sargeras once told me about the process of growing up. It is to constantly recognize one's weakness, constantly experience the tragedy that occurs due to one's own powerlessness, and constantly accumulate reasons to become stronger, and finally set foot on the peak. This is the road to legend. The path that every legendary powerhouse is bound to go through...... Because I have lost everything, I know the preciousness of what I have, so I have a reason to do my best to protect it, so I'm sorry, I'm grateful, I'm grateful that this time it's you, it's you who I just met for a short time, and I feel the pain of loss. And not someone else I cherish more...... I will always remember you. ”

He stood up in silence and heard the officer's hoarse roar: "Array! Array! ”

The necromancer turned his head to look. After a brief panic of the sudden incident, all eyes were on him - the only survivor, with vigilance, hatred, fear and anger in their eyes, and it was clear that they had misunderstood something......

"Not me." Sigma said calmly, "You heard me, I told them to get out of the way just now. ”

The clergy of this team had all been killed just now, and the others looked at Sigma with complicated eyes, which could not dispel all hesitation, and suddenly, a mercenary rushed up with an excited battle axe: "It's just your disguise!" You murderer! ”

"I understand your anger, but don't do anything superfluous......" Sigma sighed in his heart, trying to restrain the mercenary, but the next moment, his words came to an abrupt end.

-- Because the other person's eyes did not flicker with anger, but with a sense of relief at last.

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, the mercenary said calmly: "Greetings to you, Lord Reslin, he said that from life to death, you will experience a long period of pain and endless fear, and this is just the beginning. ”

As he spoke, his face distorted with sudden pain, and a miserable green light shot out of his eyes, ears, and nose, and in just a second, his body exploded, and the stench of flesh and blood burst out with a violent poisonous gas, and the power of corruption and death wantonly defiled the original pure world, and the stumps of the explosion smeared on the smooth pavement.

Sigma gasped, a chill welled up in his heart, and it was only then that he realized that the trap set by the other party was far from over, and framing him was just the beginning, secretly planting a trap to kill the paladin and planting him was the second step, and the mercenary's self-explosion was the third step! Because from his own point of view, this mercenary blew himself up inexplicably, but for the hesitant people behind this mercenary, their comrades and robes were brutally blown to pieces after rushing towards the necromancer!

"Bastard!" Two more mercenaries and a city defense army rushed out, a spear drove straight to the piercing, and the two war swords attacked left and right, Sigma naturally would not sit still, he gathered the wind wall, wanted to stop these people, and then find a countermeasure, but when the power of the wind touched the opponent's blade, the city defense army in the middle suddenly burst, and the shock wave of flesh and blood involved the other two mercenaries, and in an instant, three more lives.

- In the eyes of the people who had already lined up their guns as if they were facing a great enemy, Sigma killed three more people in the blink of an eye.

Sigmar looked at the arrays of people who were ready to move with defense and rage, and her heart was cold—who among them was angry at the tragic deaths of their comrades and friends, and who was pretending to have necromancy buried in their bodies like these dead? Or has he received some kind of tacit hint before, and he is sneering silently in his heart at the moment?

It's a trap, a chain trap.

Unscrupulously uses life as a bargaining chip for the layout, even if it affects the innocent, he does not hesitate.

A pure villain, an absolutely unforgivable criminal.

The Necromancer recalls the enemies he faced when he joined the Shadowblade Force years ago.

Once again, I remembered how far a necromancer with no bottom line could exterminate humanity.

Necromancers outside the realm of the dead are different from those in the Academy.

There is no creed, no bottom line, no attachment, they are beasts that exterminate human nature. Unscrupulous demons, executioners who disregard life, and murderers who are mad. According to the laws of the world, it is enough to sentence to death, and under the calculation of such untaboo villains, those who insist on it and have a bottom line seem to be doomed to fall into disadvantage.

Is that so?

No.

There was a voice in my heart, just like it had been years ago, proudly vetoing.

I'll never admit it.

"This is my mission."

I remembered what I had said.

Join the Shadowblade Force and complete your first mission. He replied to the three Necromantic Kings who came together.

Then he made a bet and returned to the academy, pushing forward at his own pace.

This is my mission.

Dusty memories welled up in my heart. What he saw, what he did not see, what he liked, what he hated. The head of the academy. The fallen black witch is to be guarded and destroyed.

He remembered the day at the Royal Knight Academy, when the Lord of Darkness had crossed half a continent and said to him with a pleasant face, "Friend, do you know about necromancers? ”

He remembered a time when he skipped school and hid in Sargeras's house to read the little yellow book, and was caught by Luluwei, who was assigned to educate him. The Ghost Queen at the time hung down from the ceiling and stared at him. smiled: "Found you!" ”

He remembered the first time he met Alice, who tried to hide his difference by trying to pretend to be an expressionless dead face, and the result was ......

He remembered the chef's delicious meal, and it was because of the healing smile of the other wife's wife that he fell for her evil ......

There are also many teachers and students who are now extremely familiar with each other, and they know everything about friendly exchanges and battles of wits and courage, and their first impression of themselves is extremely wrong, but in the continuous communication and getting along, the understanding has gradually deepened, just like Alain's childish words, the so-called necromancer is just a group of sad but stubborn good people.

I like it, it's this kind of necromancer.

Necromancers who are a little naïve, a little ignorant of the world, but have unshakable beliefs and a sincere heart.

Rather, it is better to only approve such necromancers.

Only recognize this group of good guys.

Even necromancy must not be used for evil things, God the Father created all things, the appearance of necromancy must have its own reason for existence, power is innocent, the important thing is the person who holds the power.

Ensuring that the most dangerous necromancy is not used astray is my mission.

Make sure that the group of guys who are a little silly but cute enough can continue to be happy like this, and not be hurt by the calculations of people who have no bottom line, and sometimes to defeat the bad guys, it doesn't have to be worse than the bad guys, as long as someone is willing to do more.

And that's my mission.

Reslyn ...... Is it?

Whoever you are.

You have defiled the tenets of the necromancer.

So.

Death is your compass.

"Heh, hehe......" Sigma chuckled, slowly raised his head, he raised his feet, walked forward, his steps became faster and faster, and immediately began to run, in a few steps, he had already begun to gallop, and finally the wind surrounded his body, his feet left the ground, and the charged necromancer rushed towards the crowd like a meteor, and the first column of the city defense patrol instinctively raised his spear, and heard a deafening roar, "Get out!" ”

The sound seemed to be pregnant with infinite power, turning into an invisible sound wave that swept through the crowd, and immediately, the ears of the soldiers resounded with endless howls and resentful curses, this voice seemed to come from the most terrifying netherworld, the intimidation of the most violent undead, and in an instant, they seemed to have an illusion: it was not a necromancer who charged the strong array here, but thousands of undead spirits from the underworld, and the irresistible breath of death that swept through the life terrorized their hearts and destroyed their fighting spirit. Depriving them of their courage, making the brave angry, and making the warriors afraid, for a while, the weapons fell to the ground, the neighing of men and horses was endless, and it was not the powerful spells of the necromancers that greeted them, only the boundless power of thousands of troops, and for this group of ordinary soldiers and mercenaries, this was already an irresistible forbidden curse, they could only obey the most primitive fear in their hearts, and the wolf bèi dodged to the side unbearably.

In the blink of an eye, the defensive array composed of Imperial troops and elite mercenaries had been swept away by a necromancer.

The Reaper is not shining.

After breaking through the array blockade, Sigma didn't say a word, his body didn't stop, he rose into the sky, and flew away into the distance.

There is not a single cruel word, an explanation, or a message.

True anger does not need to be vented in words, cruel revenge does not need to be opened with intimidation, and strong feelings remain in the heart to be able to burst out with the greatest power.

Looking at the back of the necromancer, several archers wanted to shoot their bows and snipe, but they were shocked to find that they were already exhausted, and even needed to breathe heavily, they looked at each other, and a deep chill appeared in their hearts, as archers, their focus was different from that of others - the place where the necromancer had just stayed, to the north was a continuous group of warehouses, to the east was the vast Grand Canal, and to the south was the complex street network in the east of the dock area. This necromancer, who didn't even bother to retreat half a step, directly rushed through the defensive formation, and broke through in the most domineering way, how could such a proud person tell half a lie?

They couldn't say a word.

Today's events may be remembered for a lifetime. (To be continued......)