The Dead Realm's proudest network of transportation roads is now in an unimaginable situation, and a craggy boulder stretches across the wide highway that should have been unobstructed, sinking deep into the earth, smashing the solid bone tracks and blocking the direction of the ghost convoy.

Most of the clergy got out of the carriage with a somewhat unsightly face.

Leaving the city overnight, except for the griffin who had diarrhea for inexplicable reasons and had to temporarily borrow the ghost convoy, everything else was smooth, but out of the administrative area of Atlas City, a series of accidents followed.

The continuous rain full of negative energy, the sudden mudslide, and the sudden burst of the river somewhere, these are all natural disasters that can be explained, and the most unbearable ones are still fucked-up**.

For example, from time to time a swift ghoul sprang out of the shelter forests on both sides of the way, or stuck to the carriage in a strange posture, or squatted dexterously on the roof of the carriage, and then did not leave, and continued to hang more and more, in a variety of flying and exaggerated postures, layer upon layer, ask the alchemy puppet coachman who is responsible for driving the ghost horse, the steel puppet who is silent and cold along the way actually came to the faint sentence, "They just want to hitchhike, you must know that it is legal for undead creatures to pick up the carriage, My Death Realm has its own national conditions, don't come if you're not happy", almost turned the back of the paladin who asked.

That's not all, every once in a while, you can bump into a small group of dark cavalry patrolling along the road, to be routinely checked, this group of rigid undead creatures on the grounds of priority, refused to recognize Sargeras's warrant, and said that Lao Tzu just wants to check you, if you are not happy, you can go back to Atlas to complain about us.

On top of that, there are a lot of checkpoints, inexplicable necromantic exercises, and so on, and there are all sorts of excuses to stop the convoy for a while.

However, the most unbearable of them all was a group of skeleton soldiers in tattered cloth clothes who walked trembling and falling down their bones, and the reason why these undead creatures with a skeleton of bones all over their bodies stopped the convoy made the clergy almost run away - after the alchemy puppet coachman's translation, everyone learned that this group of people who were not easily malnourished called Hanako were begging, just trying to beg for a leftover from the clergy.

Fuck you, uncle, do you still have digestive organs!

After a long journey, the boulders in front of them blocked the way and made everyone speechless, even if the natural disaster type barricades such as mudslides and floods in front of them were man-made, but at least there was a fig leaf, and these boulders that suddenly appeared in the flat ground were naked-naked to the clergy to provoke the signal - Lao Tzu is playing with you.

"Let's work hard, just move the boulder out of the way. The other party can only use these despicable little means to stop us, and those who can only play intrigue and clever will all fail, everyone cheer up, as long as we leave the realm of death, we will win! Bishop Harry got out of the carriage and waved his fist to cheer up the clergy, and then a strange feeling appeared in his heart, and immediately everyone looked in the same direction, and he turned his head accordingly.

A man sat on one of the tallest boulders.

His figure blocked the rising sun, and the less bright sunlight of the Dead Realm gilded him with a golden hue.

It was Sigma, who was sitting on the highest boulder with a sword wrapped in strips of cloth in his right hand, and waved to the clergy with his left hand, his expression no longer the gloomy and indifferent of last night, but replaced with the almost unforgettable smile of everyone, which looked like some kind of conspiracy and wanted to be punched.

"Yo, Bishop Harry, you're more capable than I thought. I thought you'd have to get here at least when it gets dark, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. Sigma greeted casually like an old friend, pointing to the boulder below him, "I plan to carve a line of words on the bottom stone, just write 'Bishop Harry died here', if you come at night, the existing words must be illuminated by torches, and then the three thousand archers I ambush on the left and right will shoot you into a new breed of hybrids between hedgehogs and porcupines, isn't it very powerful?" ”

Bishop Harry ignored his nonsense and smiled faintly: "Your Highness is a little later than I expected. ”

"Huh?" Sigma slapped her face insincerely, "That's amazing, you can even guess that I will come again?" ”

"The things you encountered along the way, those despicable and familiar tricks, aren't they the ghosts of your Highness Sigma? These are obviously your usual tricks, after all, you always use these seemingly effective but cowardly tricks to achieve your goals. I don't think that the accidents you experienced along the way were just your childlike temper after a failure, you must have been thinking about a chance to turn defeat into victory, and sure enough, you still came. Bishop Harry smiled slightly, "Why, Your Highness finally figured it out, and used his power to mobilize the nearby army to intercept us?" Yes, those who are in high positions should have a heart without taboos. ”

When Sigma heard this, he burst out laughing, and he kept slapping his thighs and pointing at Harry, almost bursting into tears.

Harry remained silent and said slowly: "Why is Your Highness laughing? ”

"I'm just laughing at my own stupidity, I'm too young and not strong enough psychologically......" Sigma wiped her tears, "sure enough...... I'm not mistaken, you're just a self-righteous old fool. I was mistakenly caught by you old thing, and I almost lost it, which is really the biggest stain on my life......"

He stood up, looked down at Bishop Harry from top to bottom, and said coldly: "You don't know me at all, you don't know who you're fighting against, you just impose your own will on me with clever words, in retrospect, some of your statements seem to be correct, but in fact they are dangerous, and they are disgusting......"

Bishop Harry raised his hand to calm the angry paladins for a moment, and he smiled lightly: "Your Highness feels disgusting, then disgusting, I also said, it's just an old man's nonsense, if you don't like to listen to it, forget about it." But since His Highness didn't bring an army, what are you here for? Alone, they didn't come to fight us. ”

His words were calm, but to Sigma they sounded full of sarcasm, and the necromancer was not angry, but smiled lightly: "Ah, what a hypocritical and disgusting face, obviously a, but pretending to be a chaste martyr...... You also know that I am a person with wrong views, arrogance, and like to trample on other people's ideals, just like you are very eager to disguise yourself as a chaste martyr, I want to make your deeds public, uncover your scars, and tear off your mask in blood, not only to let the people around you know that you are a, but also to make you realize in your heart that you are a......"

He stepped down from the boulder, his eyes were frivolous and slowly sharpened, like a leopard locked on to its prey, full of bloodthirsty excitement, and Sigma, who had the belligerent and furious blood of the Washington family flowing in his veins, showed his hideous fangs: "Are you ready?" The kind old man from the Holy See annoyed me, but it was not enough to be beaten up. Our game is about to begin. ”

"Let's start with a hors d'oeuvres." Sigma took a deep breath and smiled, "Bishop Harry, you're actually from the Temple. ”

The surrounding clergy looked uncertain, but Bishop Harry's expression remained unchanged, and he said suspiciously, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"Ah, I don't know what I'm talking about, and you may wonder in your mind, why do I know this secret? Then I might as well be merciful to tell you, this is my blindness. Of course, I may also be lying, maybe I analyzed this conclusion from the small details you inadvertently exposed, maybe I got the information from Mr. Sa, maybe I was really talking nonsense, it's really nerve-wracking, how the hell did I know this secret? Could it be that among the members of the temple were the existence of double agents? Sigma looked puzzled and curious, and Bishop Harry just smiled, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Sigma.

"I can roughly guess what you're trying to say, it's nothing more than a denial, maybe I'm really wrong, Lord Bishop, then it's okay for me to do something inconsequential." Sigma touched the spatial ring in her hand and took out a tightly bound notebook, "This is a real notebook, the trophy of my last visit to the Wèn Academy of Nature. I slaughtered a sanctuary and seized a space ring, and he entrusted me with these research materials before he died, and it is said that according to the above number jù records, it can be used to produce very powerful weapons......"

Sigma smiled brightly at Bishop Harry, and with a swipe of his hand, the paper scattered, and the cover of the note was shattered by the force of death.

"Since Bishop Harry doesn't know what it is, it's okay to destroy it." Sigma continued to unleash the power of death, shattering pages and pages of notes into ashes, and casually asked in a very pure tone, "Why didn't Bishop Harry speak?" If you don't know the content of the note, you should be naturally curious. Oh, do you think this notebook is hard to distinguish between true and fake, or just a transcript, I tell you, this is the only original, I don't know if you believe it or not. Poor Juventus master, who has worked hard all his life to trust no one, but he was almost beaten to pieces, and before he died, he begged me with his last breath to keep these things, and if he fell into a total disadvantage in the future war, when the survival of the race where morality and conviction did not matter was the most important thing, the contents of the notes would definitely come in handy, but unfortunately, it was ruined by me...... I may be killing the last shred of hope for the future of humanity, is it really okay to do so? Not going to stop me? Drafting it? How can I be stopped without revealing myself? There is no such possibility, and the only feasible solution is to immediately storm up, grab the manuscript and run, but whether you can escape alive is not a matter of words...... What a struggle, how resolute and righteous are you? What about the momentum when you attack me with a deceptive mouth cannon? ……”

Bishop Harry remained silent and looked at Sigma with a blank expression.

"Oh, and again, this is actually just a manuscript, not an original, and I'm sorry I lied to you—I don't know if Bishop Harry believes it or not? Tsk, your flaws are getting more and more, and you are about to be unable to act, it seems that you are just a mortal, not a perfect and righteous person. Sigma threw the half-broken book back to the spatial ring and spread his hands, "Well, it's very distressing, from the beginning to the present, you can't tell if what I said to you is true or not, and I'm not interested in whether you are a member of the temple or not, because no matter what your identity is, you can't escape today." It was really just an appetizer, and as I said, I'm going to use all my might to fight back at you from all angles—"

"And this is only the beginning of a feast, look forward to it, because I will not let go of any of your weaknesses exposed, and in return for last night's grand hospitality, I, Sigmar Washington, hereby promise you, in the name of the Reaper family and the necromancer......" Sigma stared at the bishop's eyes, as if to engrave his words into the depths of the other party's soul, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "I will make a bloody hole in your body and soul wherever I can cut a knife!" ”

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PS1: Ah, the high-tide part of the processing, I really have no experience, I can only rely on my own feelings to explore, do my best to write what I want to express, so thank you again to all the patient readers who are willing to tolerate me, thank you for continuing to grow with me, thank you.

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