"Woo-woo!"

"Which is the guts?"

"This should be it, right?"

"I don't think it looks like it......"

"It really doesn't seem like ...... You wait, I'll flip through the book. ”

……

In a dilapidated wooden house covered with cobwebs, two young men in black cloaks are crouching together and muttering, a man and a woman.

At their feet, a middle-aged man was lying tied up with flowers.

The man's mouth was gagged, and the gray rope was tightly bound to his body, tightly tied, but it still couldn't stop him from struggling.

However, because of the opening in his body, the more he struggled, the more painful it became, so that his open blue eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was full of despair and misery.

It's a pity that the two people in front of him turned a blind eye to this, and looked down at the book for a long time, and finally, the young woman with freckles on her face suddenly grinned: "I just said that is, you see, the painting is exactly the same!" ”

"Let's go on then."

The other breathed a sigh of relief, and then he picked up the blood-stained dagger he had in his hand, and without blinking his eyes, poked it into the wound.

The middle-aged man's wound was not bleeding, as if it had been blocked by some special method, but the pain could not be concealed, so he howled frantically again.

This couldn't help but make the man who did it a little irritable: "I said that it would be better to kill him directly, he shouted so loudly, it would not be good to attract people." ”

"It doesn't attract people, it's not close to the city. Who would come here to hang out in the wilderness at night. The female companion comforted: "The live bile extraction effect is the best." Don't worry, I've done a few experiments here without incidents, and you-"

Before she could finish speaking, a trivial voice suddenly appeared at the door of the wooden house, and the voice of the woman who was talking freely paused, and then hurriedly turned her head.

This is an abandoned cemetery in the suburbs, and they are in the cemetery keeper's hut.

The midnight light was dim, the cold moonlight was shrouded, the branches of the trees in the distance were shaking, and the rows of gray tombstones outside the window looked eerie, but there seemed to be no accident at first glance.

It's just that on the side of the windowless window frame, where the two can't see it, a bright firelight suddenly appears.

Tongues of fire swirled around the window frames, cobwebs, and black smoke came out, and the obvious skeletons of bones were scattered all over the place, and the sound rattled.

Don't think about it, it was the skeleton they had placed in the door to let the wind go by someone killed.

"Someone!"

The two of them looked at each other in a hurry, and they didn't care about the struggling experimental materials under their feet, and with a solemn face, they put their hands into their waists, and then took out two flintlock pistols.

Necromancers don't have any powerful attacks at first, and the guns they have are actually more powerful.

The two stared at the door without blinking, their flintlock pistols held high, ready to fire.

However, at this moment, a human face suddenly poked out of the empty window to look at them.

Seeing this, the two hurriedly pulled the trigger.

However, no matter how fast they moved, they couldn't move faster than their minds to activate the effect of their spells.

There was no sound, but the invisible force instantly drilled into their bodies, and they saw the two rookie necromancers shake all over, and the guns in their hands subconsciously fell to the ground, and their expressions became extremely distorted and exaggerated.

Caught in the chaos spell, it was obvious that they couldn't do anything else. The abandoned wooden house was pushed open and black boots were entered.

When he approached, he flipped a dagger in his hand, and wiped the necks of the two rookies who were convulsed and had crooked eyes one after another, so that blood splashed and his body fell to the ground with a thumping sound.

The middle-aged man who was bound to the ground showed a look of ecstasy when he saw this, and his bloodshot eyes were full of hope when he stared at the comer.

However, after the other party squatted down and looked at him a few times, he raised his hand and stabbed him directly into his heart with a dagger, causing severe pain, and the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and then his strength dispersed.

In the end, all the vitality in his body passed quickly, and the sparkle in his eyes became weaker and weaker, with only a trace of unwillingness and resentment remaining.

……

Meeting a two-ring, rookie necromancer in the middle of nowhere made Charles feel like he had won a scratch lottery, but he wasn't happy about it.

After quickly solving the two guys, he found that their experimental materials were not a good thing, so he didn't have the heart to be false with him, and directly gave the other party a good time.

Of course, the physical pleasure.

The light inside the abandoned wooden house, where only a candle was lit, was rather dim, and it was all over. The dagger in Charles' hand retracted, eventually taking the form of a white ring.

He then got up, raised his hand and grabbed it, and three silver-rimmed cards came into his hands one after the other.

Souls cannot be seen with normal physical eyes, but the Eye of Destiny is not, and it saves Charles from the trouble of using spells.

After collecting all the clues in his hand, he threw out one of the cards again and summoned the inner sealing soul, and began to use his special ability to ask for information.

The general question is, where is this place, who are you?

True, Charles didn't know exactly where this place was.

After the airship "crashed" not long ago, Charles was inexplicably transported to a black rumbling underground hall.

Seeing that many people around him seemed to have bad intentions, he directly opened the door to another world before others could react and then got in.

Then he took out the treasure and put a big move.

Under normal circumstances, there seemed to be nothing to stop the rare holy artifacts of a country, but Charles's talent made him feel that it seemed very dangerous to continue to stay in that hall, so he didn't care about wasting it, and crushed the church teleportation crystal that he had been getting for a long time but never had a chance to use.

So he appeared in the forest not far from the abandoned cemetery, and after walking a few steps, he happened to encounter this bloody scene.

"A suburb of Newman? It seems to be not far from the city of Pita. ”

Charles touched his chin.

Normal souls can't communicate with humans, but souls that have been condensed into cards by the power of fate and then released have no such restrictions. He got the information he wanted.

It also includes the identities and backgrounds of these two necromantic rookies, etc.

But he wasn't much interested in anything other than his goals. After a brief question, he directly turned the soul of the necromantic girl into a card again, and then threw it into another world.

Charles then did not rush to leave, but sat in the only chair in the room in the dim light, casually flipping through the pharmacy books left by the two rookies, and his mind kept turning.

What happened suddenly disrupted his original plan, but when you think about it, it doesn't seem to have any effect.

The purpose of his trip was to learn from Woodley how to lift the curse on Anne. But it's probably enough to trouble Woodleigh now.

After all, the disappearance of an associate archbishop of a church would cause a big reaction, and Charles was not prepared to act rashly without a scapegoat.

And if it is not necessary, it is better for the church not to provoke, Charles has not forgotten the grand scene at the beginning, when Brother Zachary of the Fifth Ring summoned angels.

But he doesn't seem to need to bother with that traitor anymore—

Although he was in a hurry to leave the inexplicable underground space, he still took a look at what kind of people he had absorbed into the golden ring.

Bloody Cross.

The appearance of this name suddenly reminded him of the truth of the matter.

At the same time, that large group of people even included two Sixth-Order Necromancer beings, as well as many logisticians, and they obviously knew no less than Woodleigh knew.

This gave Charles the feeling that he had lost the sesame seeds and picked up the bread, but he didn't think much of it, and instead began to think about what he should do next.

"Ask for a solution to the curse and run to Pita City to find Annie?"

Charles pondered, and gradually decided.