"Lord Kelofel, Lord Kelofel......"

Hans, who was held in the hands of the legendary paladin, kept gasping, even if it was not him who needed to consume physical strength, but in order to prevent himself from falling, he grabbed Kylophil's arm, and kept worrying, and also consumed a lot of physical strength and mind.

"Say it!" Stopping and standing on the roof of the house to glance at the undead crowding on the street below, Kelofel frowned and said impatiently.

He was already angry enough, and along the way, this merchant had been harassing him, if it weren't for the possibility of this guy having the possibility of cracking the night ghost plague, he really wanted to throw this guy down directly.

Hans's face turned pale, and his lips trembled, "We, are we going to keep running like this?"

In the past few days, he has been staying in the safe Glorious Church, and has not gone out much, he thought that it was safe enough, even if the infected people in the quarantine area ran out, there would be no way to hurt him, but who would have thought that the Glorious Church, which should be 'safe', would have turned into a dead place?

It had only been a few days since the rest of the city had contracted the Night Ghost Plague, and the plague had erupted, turning the place into a 'dead city'.

He was staying in a safe and warm room, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, but when he opened the door, he found several skeletons standing outside the door with soul fire burning in their eyes.

I thought I was going to end up like this, but the undead outside the door were knocked down by the paladins who arrived in time, and they ran out.

It had been confirmed a few days ago that the entire city was infected with the Night Ghost Plague except for the two of them, so they didn't waste time and energy searching for the 'survivors' - these days, the city doesn't even allow outsiders to come close, so the number of infected people basically remains the same.

The streets around them were full of undead spirits attracted by their 'breath of the living', and if they stopped for too long, the spirits would pile up and climb onto the rooftops.

"How do I know?" said Kylophil, glaring viciously at the merchant in his hand.

He can't destroy these undead, and with his ability, it is only a matter of one night to destroy the undead in this city, but during the day, they can still turn back into human beings and 'come back to life' again, so he can't kill them.

In his eyes, these 'nightkkins' are living human beings!

But the situation was very troublesome, the night had just begun, and it was winter, and there were at least a dozen hours left before the day came, and although he could keep running, he didn't know what would be wrong with these nightcrawlers.

Tonight, the Quarantine Circle is not destined to be activated, which means that the two of them may face the hunt of the undead of an entire city.

As a paladin who had lived for more than two hundred years, he knew very well what the undead hated life, and he didn't know what kind of effect the Nightkin would have on their bodies and souls when their hatred of the living was fully mobilized.

This will most likely hasten their change in the direction of the 'undead' - at that point, they will be real undead, not a night ghost plague infected.

Moreover, the snow is falling.

Countless snowflakes fell from the sky, and although winter was coming to an end, the cold didn't seem to leave them so quickly, and it got colder these days.

When he rescued Hans, the fellow was wearing only a nightgown, and his face was already pale from the cold wind.

This made him frown even more, this kind of weather can freeze people to death.

"We went back to church. Without waiting for Hans to reply, Kelofel ran back in the direction he had come.

The crowd of the undead in the streets, sensing the departure of the two living, followed silently, like a churning white wave, but unusually quiet.

"You, are you going to destroy them?" squinted his eyes at the cold wind blowing in front of him, but Hans couldn't help but shout in shock.

"I'm going to get you a coat!" said Kylophil.

How did this guy come up with this? Does he look like someone who would do such a thing?

Hans was stunned suddenly, his mouth shook, but he didn't say anything, and closed his mouth tightly.

Kylophil jumped on the rooftops, limiting him to the only thing he could be thankful for was that all the nightkin in the city were low-level undead, with no intelligence or great strength, and if nothing else, they should be able to survive the night safely.

When they returned to the Glorious Church, they were not surprised to find that the church was empty, and all the Nightcrawlers had been led out by them, so the church was quiet again.

Kelofell put Hans down, turned and closed the door, and plugged in the latch again, so that at least he would ensure that the Nightkin would not flood the church.

It won't be long before the Nightkin who followed them here will try to break the gate, so they can't stay here for long.

Hans was tired, but he sat down on the rag blanket on the floor to rest for a while, and after recovering his strength, he got up and followed the paladin back to his room, taking a rather thick and warm fur coat.

Even in the room, he could hear the sound of those bones banging on the door, took a deep breath, put on his coat, he turned around and walked out of the room, and nodded heavily to the vigilant paladin guarding the door: "Your Excellency Kylophil, let's go!"

Kelofel glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, reached out and grabbed his shoulder, jumped onto the wall, and then turned around and jumped to the top of the atrium.

It was almost the highest point in the city, and although the walls were higher, he could look down on the whole city.

Standing here, you can see not only a block around you, but also the quarantine area.

The quarantine area is enclosed by a ring of wooden walls, and all access to the outside world has been sealed off except for a few entrances and exits.

However, the circle in the quarantine area was not activated tonight, so Kylophil didn't know if there was anything wrong with the situation over there.

It would be nice if the nightkin in quarantine were the same as they were a few days ago......

The smile quickly disappeared from Kelofiel's face, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

He put Hans down, took a light breath, and whispered, "Hans, you just stay here, don't go there, the nightkin can't climb up for the time being, and I'll lead some of them away, so it's safe for a certain time." ”

Hearing his words, Hans's body suddenly froze, and his heart beat faster with nervousness.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Hans stiffened and looked up, his body trembling, "Kai, Lord Kelofel, you, where are you going?"

Without looking back, Kylo Fell said, "I'll go to the quarantine area and I'll be back soon, you just have to wait here." ”

Hans's mouth was slightly open, but he didn't know what he should say or what he could say now.

He was afraid, he was just an ordinary businessman, although he had fought with bandits, but how could bandits compare to monsters who were not afraid of death and were full of hatred for living creatures?

But he also understands that Kylofil has been running around with him before, and now that he is going to the quarantine zone, he must not dislike him for trouble.

"Okay, okay......" Hans didn't know where he got the courage, but he just gritted his teeth and dared to bow his head and agree, "Your Excellency Kellofeld, I'll stay here!"

The paladin glanced back at him, nodded silently at him, and jumped off the top of the church.

He didn't dare to look in, but he could hear the "click" of the Nightkin in the cold wind.

Hans sat on the roof without any shelter and stretched out his hand to wrap himself tightly.

It's cold......

A gloomy Kylophil jumped quickly on the rooftop, running towards the quarantine area at breakneck speed.

I hope I just read it wrong!

Millions, millions, I was wrong!()

。 m.