"Maybe it's just a cloud or something, right?"

The companion on the horse next to him squinted his eyes and felt that he could not see it really, so he replied casually, and he opened his mouth wide and yawned long, with a tired look on his face.

"Nonsense, have you ever seen a cloud like that? Feed! Look! Look, that thing is coming, it's flying! ”

"Flew over? Wait, it can't be a griffon, right? What do we do now? ”

The other person also became a little nervous when he heard this, and then turned his head to look at the other party, and then he only saw panic and panic in the other party's eyes, but there was no calm and calm component......

“……”

“……”

Get! It seems that there is no hope of gaining confidence through a companion and learning from the other person the right next step.

Both sides are cheating goods, the kind that can't be trusted at all! After all, if you really have that ability, the other party will already become a leader like the captain and the leader, and there is no need to come out to patrol hard.

So, both Nilfgaard cavalrymen subconsciously tightened their reins, no longer letting their horses move forward, and looked around, as if looking for a route to escape or a place to hide.

Because the psychological shadow left by the griffin beast before was too huge, like a god of death falling from the sky, whether it was a man or a horse, it was often able to kill them with one blow! Both the beak and the claws are extremely deadly and poisonous.

Even though this beast, which is half lion and half eagle, will let out a long, piercing cry before attacking to prepare its prey, the human nervous reflexes are often very reluctant to cope with the griffon's diving attack.

And because almost no one has experience in dealing with griffin attacks, they often die in one hit, and then they are even less experienced.

In addition, the griffin beast from before went crazy and almost exclusively attacked the black-clad Nilfgaard soldiers, staring at them to attack and kill......

It can be said that the Nilfgaard people attracted an unknown amount of firepower to the villagers of Baiguoyuan Village, and naturally they were all killed.

Moreover, the griffons were finally hunted by passing witchers not long ago, and it has not been half a month since this incident, and no matter how bad their memory is, they can still remember this fear.

"But it shouldn't be possible...... Because the griffon beast was obviously killed by the previous witcher, and its head was cut off, and one of our people was also killed, how could there be? ”

Seeing the huge shape rapidly approaching from the sky, one person was already completely panicked.

Although his mouth was subconsciously denying the possibility that it was another griffon, trying to boost the morale of himself and his companions, in fact, he was ready to jump and flee at any time.

"Here we are...... Here it comes...... Ready to jump, ready to jump......" The other didn't listen to what his teammates were saying at all, his eyes staring at the huge shadow, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The nerves in his whole body tensed, and he vaguely felt a huge and terrifying sense of oppression, as if a mouse met a cat, and a rabbit met an eagle, and the feeling of encountering natural enemies made his spirit blank.

Damn, this thing is definitely not a griffon!

It's definitely a hundred times more dangerous than the griffon! It is the existence at the top of the food chain, and it is the natural enemy of all living things!

But before they could continue to frighten themselves, they saw the huge shape come to their sky at once, but without stopping, it quickly swept over the clouds, and flew directly over the sky above their heads!

The strong air flow brought by the roaring body caused the stratus clouds to sweep away, and it quickly drifted towards the direction of Baiguoyuan Village.

But even so, the two horsemen shouted reflexively, and jumped off their horses in that instant. Their horses were also frightened, and raised their front hooves high, and the men rose to their feet, and with a long neigh, they galloped forward.

"Hmm——!!"

"Ah...... My waist ......"

The two Nilfgaard cavalry fell heavily to the ground, and the weight of their armor and weapons, combined with their own weight, almost made them faint on the spot, and the feeling of internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the feeling of having gold stars in their eyes was really quite uncomfortable.

They lay in the grass on either side of the road, groaning, and watched in amazement as the clouds of shadows swept across the night sky, huge as mountains, and quickly vanished.

Faintly, both of them felt that the temperature of the air around them seemed to drop by more than ten degrees all at once, and when a gust of night wind blew, the chill contained was simply bitterly cold.

They shuddered, then stood up sharply and looked at each other.

The feeling of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe remained in every cell of the two people's bodies, making them not only tremble slightly because of the cold of the outside air, but even their hearts trembled for a while.

"That's a dragon! You see, it's a dragon......"

"Let's go, let's go...... You must tell Captain Peter about this! ”

……

……

White Orchard Village, cemetery.

No one knew what had happened in the lord's family tomb, although a local demon hunter who passed by half a month ago said that he had cleaned up the demon spirits that haunted the place, but not many people believed it.

Most people think that demon hunters have no humanity, and if they don't have money, they can't negotiate, so how can they do good deeds and "easily" clean up evil spirits?

As for the small number of people, it is useless to believe, they can't convince the others, and they don't need to go to the cemetery in Baiguoyuan Village, which seems to make no difference to them whether there are demons or not.

So no one has ever explored the cemetery, so it's not clear what kind of huge secrets are hidden deep underneath the cemetery—

Almost all of the underground beneath the White Orchard has been hollowed out and turned into a huge underground mausoleum.

Narrow staircases, winding tomb passages, spacious burial chambers...... The entire underground mausoleum appears deep and grand, intricate like a huge underground labyrinth, and there are hidden murderous intentions, and death is everywhere.

A sacrificial altar that transforms corpses into living corpses......

A tower of the dead that allows the undead to evolve further......

A burial mound for cultivating skeleton soldiers or skeleton armor soldiers......

There's also the Blight, which creates blighted zombies, the wailing tower, and the choir of despair, which transforms the undead singers......

There are also various battlements, moats, palaces, mansions, dry tombs, research rooms, etc., etc., all kinds of architectural facilities of this kind and that, and this huge underground mausoleum is designed in an orderly manner.

Each building has its own unique function, and every resource is carefully allocated, like delicate parts with clockwork and gears, and the whole huge, aggressive machine is not crazy, but it is in good order.

Countless skeletons, wives, living corpses, mummies, terror knights...... And so on and so forth, undead creatures patrolling every graveyard and standing guard in front of each burial chamber.

Relatively speaking, a larger number of undead creatures lie quietly in tombs or other corresponding tomb buildings, receiving the baptism of feminine and pure earth qi over and over again, thus making the death energy on their bodies more pure and powerful.

Of course, it is very difficult to advance, but within the same level, there are also strong and weak points, and in this way, countless undead creatures become stronger little by little on the original basis.

It's an underground city! City of the Dead!

And in the center of this underground mausoleum, there is an extremely large underground space, as if it were a square.

But the square is empty of only two huge standing stone pillars.

In front of the standing stone pillar, there was a figure standing, wearing a pure black burqa that seemed to absorb light, standing quietly.

Looking at everything around him, looking at the huge square in front of him, Connor seemed to be sober in a trance, and he was a little confused and confused-

When was this?

When was the last time you were awake?

What did you do? What happened to you?

He slowly raised one arm, and then saw that the flesh on his arm was gone, leaving only a black bone, as black as agate. Vaguely, Mr. Connor saw his own face in the reflection of the bones of his arms like black onyx.

His face is ...... now

Just a skull made of black diamonds.

Lich? Or a half-lich? Inexplicably, such a concept popped up in his mind, and the corresponding knowledge points quickly emerged, which he remembered, but this made Mr. Connor even more confused.

The Lich is a true master of necromancy, and their pride is that they have escaped mortal destiny by turning themselves into undead creatures, which is birth, old age, sickness and death.

This is a general path to immortality, but since it is a shortcut, it naturally has great side effects, but no one can deny that this is indeed a life form close to immortality.

Because the ritual of transforming the Lich is a legendary process, a key step in all of this is to create a magical life box to hold the Lich's soul, and in addition to this, the Lich also needs to learn the secret of keeping the body in the right state to become immortal after the soul is extracted.

Neither of these will be easy.

But if you find a way to separate the essence of your life from your body, and then seal it in a pre-prepared magic box, and succeed in turning into a lich, then this being will become immortal and alive, a state that can neither possess life nor devote itself to death.

As long as its lifebox is unharmed, the Lich can devote itself to its work and research, regardless of the effects of time on it. In other words, if someone is going to kill a lich, they must also dispose of the lich's life box.

As long as the lifebox is not destroyed, the lich bound to it will respawn soon after being killed, by reconstructing the lich's body near it......

It can be said that as long as the life box is hidden and does not encounter enemies of the extra-level outside of the specifications, the lich is the real undead - the kind that can be defeated and cannot be killed.

Because of this, despite the enormous side effects, there are still many people who choose the ritual of transforming the lich at the end of their lives.