"Hello, Miss Reverend, don't mind if I sit down and have a fire," Punk said in as polite a manner as he could.

"It would be a Lamb's honor if there was a lost Lamb who would like to feel the light of the Lord of the Dawn, but what do I see now? A mage who is not entitled to be redeemed, I wish the light of the Dawn could help me to purify this filth." The quiet pastor said a bunch of things that made the punk angry with a compassionate expression.

"These religious lunatics are indeed a virtue", punk is not at all surprised at all while harboring fire in his heart, since the destruction of the Nethrel civilization, the gods and mages have been in a cold war stage for a long time, and the arrogant gods are increasingly unable to tolerate the mages to "carry forward" the idea of seeking truth, because this will undoubtedly cause a large loss of believers, the foundation of the gods. And the real mages are mostly supporters of materialism, and they are so disgusted by the brainwashing of the gods that they are impossible to believe in the gods (the real mages don't even care about the goddess of magic, Mystra)!

And the female priest in front of Punk's eyes is a brainwashed "pious lamb", and she is also the most morbid pious lamb of the Lord of the Dawn, Punk can feel that her dislike for mages is from the heart, as if she has seen flies and bugs, which is also the attitude of most priests towards mages.

It just so happened that Punk also despised this fool who was completely brainwashed and didn't know it, but even if the female priest's words made Punk unhappy, he didn't want to fight with this third-level priest apprentice for a few "quarrels", so Punk just sneered in a low voice and built his own bonfire in the distance.

With the help of magic, a campfire was quickly lit, and the punk was heating up the dry food next to the crackling fire, while coldly watching the priestess who was still praying not far away.

Punk is almost certain that this priestess is also here to find the forest of the dead, otherwise, it is really difficult to explain why a clergyman who wants to worship the gods in the church every day appeared in this deserted and barren wasteland, and the time was such a "coincidence", coupled with the news that the priest saw the undead who "must be purified" appeared............ The priestess came to the Little Heath of Egmar and was about to come out!

Moreover, Punk also speculated that the only official professional in Konora City, Mage McNessey, must have spies from the Dawn Church by his side, otherwise how would the church get the information about the "Forest of the Dead", which requires a formal-level spell to obtain. Could it be that the official priest of Bidran, far away in the middle of the Kingdom of Camos, separated by two provinces from the city of Konora, has nothing to do (the only official priest in the Carmos Empire is "resident").

Punk didn't have the leisure to take care of Master McNessy's "private affairs", he just wanted to find the forest of the dead as soon as possible, locate a spatial coordinate from a distance and be done, as for the secret struggle between the church and the mage union............ That's not something that punk can do now.

Sitting by the warm campfire, watching the sections of dry wood turn red in the flames, and then turn into ashes and scatter with the wind little by little, after careful thinking, Punk decided to follow this priest closely, as receiving the light attribute divine power of the Lord of Dawn, the priest who is inspired to "purify everything" for the Lord of Dawn is undoubtedly more sensitive to dark energy such as the breath of the undead, and her search for the forest of the dead is definitely more efficient than Punk's almost aimless wandering. And although the mage and the priest "don't look at each other right" to the point of disgusting each other, at least on the surface, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and the "above board" to the stupid character of most of the clergy who keep the order gods............ Punk tilted his head and glanced at the "Holy Priest" ,............, "This is a "generous" pathfinder"! Punk took a small bite of the rough and unpalatable dry food, and thought to himself, "This idiot is much easier to use than Kane's fox............"

It's a pity that the old mage was on guard against the "dog noses" of the church after all! The punk was very unhappy with the "leaked news" of the mage union, because it was completely irresponsible to the members who performed the task, although the process of selecting members of the mage union was "easy and pleasant", but if it was just an "apprentice-level task", the information could not be preserved, which was really not in line with the mage's consistent rigorous image and style.

Punk decided to wait until he found a mentor and put this useless mage guild membership away, but that was all for later, and he still had to concentrate on solving the task at hand!

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Although I don't know if following this priest is more efficient than wandering around by himself, but now, after following this priest around the wasteland for five days, Punk has indeed found this forest of the dead.

Originally, Punk wanted to find the Forest of the Dead, locate a coordinate and turn around, but now............

I saw that the area of the "small" forest of the undead was about 2 but 3 square kilometers, that is, the size of two basketball courts, and only a few beads of small trees eroded by the breath of the undead "stood" on the same sparse and gray grassland, barely making this "undead wasteland" feel like a forest.

The priest's sister had already cried out as if no one was around: "In the name of the Supreme Lord of the Morning Sun, I, the priest's apprentice, Nimia Zyrailyn, must cleanse this unclean land!"

Punk found many puzzles in the distance, this forest of the dead has the characteristics of almost all undead dead places, such as gray land, pervasive dead air, and wandering undead creatures............

But according to punk inference, in the forest of the undead, the skeleton shelves transformed into human corpses should belong to a minority, and even there will only be dead merchants and their small caravans, and more should be some undead transformed from beast corpses, such as zombie dogs, ghost rabbits or something, but in fact, there is hardly even an animal undead here, but there is at least one and a half reinforced row of skeleton shelves running around, and they are undoubtedly "purebred" when they are alive The human beings, and the tattered and gray armor and clothing on their bodies can still vaguely show that they were once a group of soldiers, some of the undead have turned into dry bones, and the hands of some of the undead are still holding the weapons used in life, and the mottled bones that exude a gray and dead atmosphere hold a steel knife with a very uniform shape, size, and style, and even if the blades are eroded by rust, they still exude a cold chill in the gloomy weather!

The punks who had collected a lot of information in the city of Knorn were almost instantly recognizable, these undead who were silently howling with their mouths open and a few pieces of carrion hanging from time to time, they were holding the standard saber of the Carmos Kingdom, and they were also wearing the standard armor of the Carmos Kingdom, and even on the right chest armor of some damaged and dirty armor, you could faintly see the traces of the griffin inscriptions of the Carmos Kingdom.

Punk's eyes narrowed slightly, these undead are almost certainly the army of the Kingdom of Camos!