Seventy-seven Sea of Skulls

Wilson, with four guards, patrolled the edge of the Misty Swamp. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ever since the Spider Plague at the castle, the Guards have expanded their patrols to this area.

The Viscount's statement was to beware of something more terrible coming out of the swamp after the spider, but Wilson and his men knew that the Viscount was afraid of spiders, and everyone heard his cry that night.

"Even a man like the Viscount has such a ridiculous weakness. ā€

Recalling the situation when he saw the lord that morning, Wilson subconsciously wanted to laugh. With bloodshot eyes and a pale complexion, a grasshopper can make him jump to his feet......

The image of the viscount in Wilson's mind was originally getting taller and taller.

When I was a child, I was just a hairy boy, except for the skirt of the maid, there was nothing special. Later, I went to Erxiang to practice, and when I came back, I completely changed and became an unfathomable god.

After that, the viscount became more and more admired, and on the day the temple was built, he vaguely felt the presence of the goddess, and at that moment, the image of the viscount was already so tall that the mentor and even an inhuman demigod.

Now that the viscount is afraid of spiders, his image has plummeted.

It wasn't that Wilson or the others began to despise the viscount, but that they felt ...... The viscount is still a mortal after all, which is great.

"But I still haven't made any progress......"

Thinking of himself, Wilson was depressed.

At the time of the temple's construction, he renounced his faith in Kem, the god of protection, and became one of the first devout believers. He also practiced as a supernumerary apprentice with Stan and Gambitt.

He was not selected for the first life meeting, and the second time, but unfortunately, he did not grow.

Stan and Gambitt, who were "contemporary" with him, and the little girl, Asuna, had become first-class priests. Even the corpse digger Yuangu, who was sent to the farm halfway, became a trainee to tell the dead. And he didn't change much except that he was promoted to deputy captain of the guard and assisted Sardar in managing the security of the territory.

Duties and so on, for Wilson, no longer mattered.

Every time he saw Stan, Gambitt, Asuna, and even Round Hook, his heart was filled with envy. The gaze of others was admiring, and he longed to enjoy that gaze. He believes that as the church grows and people work towards greater goals, they will receive more of that kind of attention.

What's the problem?

Wilson is very annoyed, five lectures, four beauties and three loves, and he is very serious in pursuing it. He also vaguely felt the pain and the divine will of death, but it was always a little bit away from penetrating his heart.

"Spread out, one section per person, be serious. ā€

Reaching the farthest point of his patrol, Wilson admonished his men to face a swamp that was as far as the eye could see, hidden in a faint mist, dense bushes, and stagnant water.

"Okay Wilson, we can't afford to miss the spider. ā€

"Yes, not a single spider can be allowed to crawl under the Viscount's feet!"

"That's a remiss of duty! The Viscount will scream louder than a woman, and must wipe out the spider from sight!"

"Don't talk about the viscount, Captain Sardar is shouting louder than the viscount. ā€

The subordinates laughed and joked, there were no church apprentices among them, and the viscount was a very simple lord, not as well as Wilson knew.

Four subordinates spread out, each in charge of a section, and tried their best to look.

It's just a routine task, just stay here for an hour.

The Misty Swamp had been quiet for thousands of years, and Wilson, including Wilson, had never seen anything terrible or strange crawl out of the swamp in their lives. Although he had a bow and arrow, a sword, and a shield, he didn't think it would be useful.

Wilson touched the horn around his waist to make sure it was still there, and he didn't think he would blow it. Even if there was something, the five of them heavily armed guards couldn't deal with it?

After looking around for a while, the five of them gathered together to eat, nibbling on mutton patties, and his subordinates praised the viscount for his generosity as usual.

"All the guards, even the lowest-ranking candidates, are about to catch up with the Viscount's maid Lily!

Wilson tried to learn from the Viscount and the Priest of Tarence to cheer his men up, but unfortunately, he couldn't even match Stan and Gambit in this regard.

"We're all dutiful! But then again, let's either believe in His Majesty Shuma or His Majesty Kem, and the viscount's gods can't control us, right?"

"Do you still need Lady Crimson to take care of you, Viscount, no, Sardar can control you!"

"Wilson is in charge of us, look, Wilson's face is flushed with anger. ā€

"Vice-Captain, didn't you convert to Lady Crimson? You haven't learned any magic yet? ā€

The discussion of his subordinates made Wilson very uncomfortable, when will it be your turn to count me down, or in person!

"Bobby, are you eating sand?

He was a civilian, not as majestic as Sardar, so he had to catch the dumbest guy in the group, and the one with the most unclean mouth.

Bobby was stunned: "No, vice captain, what did you hear?"

Not the sound of eating?

Wilson frowned, the voice clearly coming from Bobby's direction, like a mouthful of sand to chew.

"Wilson ......"

Another subordinate shuddered.

Wilson was furious: "What's the joke after eating!"

"No, vice-captain......"

Another subordinate stumbled and said, "Bo, Bobby...... Back, back......"

Wilson lifted his eyes and adjusted the focus.

Then the hairs all over his body jumped up, and by the way, he also dragged his body to his feet.

"Kem, ......"

He habitually shouted, and right behind Bobby, about a hundred meters away, a broad black-brown wave gushed out of the swamp, slowly but surely approaching.

One of the guards shouted, turned and ran.

The other guard followed, and without taking two steps, turned to look at Wilson, and then ran again.

The guard, who had a good relationship with him, shouted in horror: "Wilson!

Bobby stared at him innocently, as if waiting for his orders.

When the first person ran, Wilson subconsciously wanted to follow, but when he saw the second person, he realized his duty.

The shouts of his friends and the eyes of Bobby made him completely sober.

He trembled and went to get the trumpet: "I—I have to blow the trumpet!"

Friend jumps to the ground: "Are you crazy? We'll be noticed!"

Wilson was completely calm, and his hand turned to the bow: "Shut up!

He looked at his friend viciously: "If you dare to run, you are a deserter! I will kill you, seriously!"

With that, he raised his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow violently.

Under the shocked gaze of his friend, the feather arrow was nailed to the trunk of a tree in the distance. The guard who was running at the front paused for a moment and ran faster, and the hesitant guard obediently turned and ran back.

"Find a better place and get ready for battle!"

Wilson said calmly, taking down the horn and blowing it violently.

It's not too far in a straight line from here to the castle, but you have to climb two mountain beams. They are all civilians, and it is impossible for them to run back in one breath, and they will be swallowed up by this tide of terror halfway.

This is just an explanation he gave himself, otherwise he doesn't understand why he feels excited, thinks that a certain moment has come, and he is no longer afraid of death.

..................

At the top of the castle, Li Qi looked up at the sky, under the dense clouds, a barrier shrouded the castle, although the barrier itself could not be seen, but at a certain distance, the difference between inside and outside could be faintly seen.

Finally, there's a protective barrier......

Li Qi sighed with satisfaction, now he is not afraid of spiders or anything, to be honest, he has really lost a lot of face in front of everyone in the past few days. Although he is not a great, glorious and correct person, he should not be reduced to the point of being comforted by Finney and even Lily with sympathetic eyes all day long.

With this out of the way, Richie found that there was nothing left for him to work overtime or concentrate on for the time being.

The school, named Crimson Academy, is being built by Ida and her apprentice......

Building a mage's house is much slower than a civil druid, but it is slow and detailed, and the school structure is much more complex than that of a farm town, so the work needs to be more detailed.

The Countess and the Little Dragon Maiden prepare for the aristocratic premiere of the third mirage drama "Spartaks" in the royal capital......

Theresia accepted the offer to send back the frontline reports on a regular basis, and did not overreact to the news that she deliberately leaked through the little dragon girl, such as "Lady Crimson is Eros" and "Crimson Doctrine is to emancipate slaves......

For the third time, the king turned down an invitation to attend the premiere and has so far not commented on the mirage plays......

Everything seems to be calm and everything is planned. It has been more than four months since he was carried to Finn by the goddess, and for the first time, Li Qi felt light and light.

It's definitely not the reason why the protective enchantment keeps all the spiders out!

Richie was so idle that he wanted to talk to the goddess and ask her how she had integrated the witch's power of faith, but he saw Finney running down the ridge and running in a panic, as if something had happened.

His heart was pounding, and Li Qi felt that the feeling of leisure that he had just given birth to might be just an illusion.

"Alarm horn?"

In the hall, Finney breathlessly reported the news, and Richie rubbed her back to help smooth her breath, and looked at Tarence suspiciously, what was going on over there in the swamp?

The guards were supposed to patrol too far away, which was not heard in the castle.

Richie said to Ada, who was called in a hurry, "Can you use the Mage's Eye to see what is going on over there in the swamp?"

"No problem, Mentor, for a few kilometers, my Mage's Eye can still handle it. ā€

Ida swung her staff and uttered the incantation, and the circle appeared in midair, and a mage's eye left the hall and flew quickly to the south, the condensed screen of light in the circle revealing what it saw.

After a while, Sebadian, Sardar and others also came, and everyone gathered together, staring nervously at the ever-expanding horizon.

When a black-brown wave appeared in the light screen, the hall resounded with an exclamation of a needle piercing the tail vertebrae.

Three words flashed through Richie's mind: Sea of Skulls!

It was a skeleton wrapped in sludge, thousands of them, close together, moving forward stiffly.

They move slowly, rubbing against each other, making rustling sounds. The waves formed spread out continuously, with no end in sight.