"From the moment we were silent and no longer responding to us, panic was spreading among us. The half-lich said.

"It's like the undead can feel panic. "Barthez One and Two are unimpressed with the half-lich. "You are too fond of using the metaphor of the love of living creatures. ”

“...... We suspect that the Silent King's adversaries may have done it to him. The half-lich ignored the devil's interjection and continued. "But we couldn't find any clues, so we sent out our men to spy on any possible adversary. The Grass Society, the Son of Mercy, the Destiny Society, the Return Ring Gift Society, the Ten Thousand Death Society, the Gods and Non-God Society, and the ...... of All Beings"

"I don't feel like I do, you have some brains. Barthez Demon One said, because nominally, the Lady of Grace was also a member of the Feeling Society.

"You sent someone to find out all the one, so it mistakenly thought the Silent King was going to kill it, and that's it?" said Aisha to the half-lich.

"The notoriously suspicious and timid, and a ridiculous delusion of victimization...... After all, it's just a failed real product that escaped from here a long time ago. The half-lich said, his empty eyes fixed on the direction in which the Silent King sat silent. The undead guards watched the group vigilantly, but said nothing, not moving. “...... It's not surprising that it thinks this way, it's strange that it dares to attack here. ”

"There's no way back, so let's fight to the death. Muhathir said. "You want us to help awaken the Silent King, but how do you know we have this ability?"

"Give it a try, it won't hurt anyway, and frankly, we're running out of things at the moment. The half-lich spoke in a tone like ice cracking.

"Aren't you worried that we are the reason why the Silent King has fallen into a deep sleep?" Muhati asked in an interesting tone.

"If she falls out of favor and wants to go to war with the Silent King, she will take a more direct approach. The half-lich affirmed. "Falling out of favor prefers a tougher approach. ”

"Do you want us to stay here and find a cure for some undead king? I don't like that, it's too dangerous. The dwarven thief O'Gren muttered under his breath.

"I don't like you very much, so we're each other. The half-lich glared at the thief with empty eyes.

What does it like to do when it falls out of favor, Muhadi doesn't know at all and doesn't care. "Excuse me, we need to discuss your mention. He said to the half-lich.

"You can use the room where we stack the corpses. The half-lich replied, "It's absolutely quiet there. ”

And it was right.

There was nothing in this hall except the remains of the undead neatly stacked on the ground. The battle had been over for a long time, and the undead who had carried the corpses had left, and there was really silence here.

If the Silent King was still around, he could communicate with these ruined undead creatures, and even awaken them. Muhadi wondered what it would be like, what it would be like to die again, what it would be like to die again, and when they wake up, will they be able to recall the experience of lying here, waiting to wake up? Is there a mind in the brains of these rows of corpses that are stacked here and dead again?

"I know what you're thinking. Aisha's words interrupted Muhadi's ramblings. "You want to awaken the Silent King and pull him into our adventure, don't you?"

"That's right. The Psychic Mancer graciously admits that he had just had such an idea, which is why he wished to consult with his adventure companions, or rather, only with Aisha. "He's going to be a very useful helper, don't you show up, we have mages, warriors, thieves, psionics, but we lack a healer. If he can really awaken the dead, it will be a very valuable skill. ”

"We can pay for a fire elemental priest, or something like that. I'm sure there are countless such adventurers in this city of gates. The female psychic didn't seem to like this very much and offered her opinion.

"I don't want to be treated by other pastors. Muhathir gave his reasons. "Besides, don't sue me that you're not curious at all...... This is a high evolutionary, the only remaining witness of the ancient halfling civilization. Think about how many secrets we can uncover from him, and how many difficult questions we can answer?"

"Are you sure the High Evolutionaries will agree to join us on this adventure?" Aisha asked again. "He's halfling, we're human. In his eyes, will we be the sinners who stole the world? Maybe he wants to rebuild the halfling civilization, what will we do then?"

"Then we'll put him to sleep again, this time permanently. The Psychic shrugged.

"I don't like the tone in which you speak, you don't sound like yourself anymore. The female psychomancer said with concern. "Be careful, if you're going to borrow the power of the primordial warlock to subdue the High Evolver, don't let yourself become dependent on that power...... If you are accused by it, it will be over. ”

Muhadi took a deep breath, "You're right, I may have unconsciously developed a sense of dependence on the use of this power...... But are we just leaving? I mean, can't we find a way to take advantage of the situation?"

"Guess what, what are they talking about?" said Barthez Devil One, teased as the two psychic warlocks spoke in Athas's voice, which the others couldn't understand.

"Who knows what these crazy people like to talk about? We're not psychics. The dwarven thief Ogren spoke in the Markt City vernacular to make sure Muhati didn't understand.

"Maybe we can really take advantage of the situation...... How are you going to awaken the Silent King?" Aisha asked.

"Use the spiritual energy to enter his mind and take a look, judging from his symptoms, eighty percent is some kind of strict autism problem. Muhati pondered. "I'll figure out how to treat it. ”

"It's wishful thinking. You're not sure what's wrong with the Silent King, why no one else can wake him up. Aisha said. "And you also know that there is no real cure for Asperger's syndrome, and at best it can only provide temporary relief. If we don't succeed......"

Asperger's syndrome is a type of autism that was coined and named a long time ago by the great psychic man Asperger. Generally speaking, those who are intellectually diverse and highly accomplished are the main sufferers of the disease. On the surface, the King of Silence is the most in line with the characteristics of this pathology.

“...... If we don't succeed, then we can dig some useful information out of his head. Mohathir said. "The undead won't let us go just because we haven't cured the Silent King. ”

"Be careful. The Psychomancer said. "You have a tendency to underestimate potential risks. ”

Perhaps, perhaps to remove the side effect of the fear, Lyra's surgery was more successful than she had thought at first. Muhadi nodded, agreeing with Aisha's statement. "But you're more special than I am, and although you've undergone Lyra's surgery, you still seem to be able to maintain a normal mind. ”

"To a psychic man, it's an insult, isn't it? After all, the crazier my generation is, the more powerful they are. Aisha said with her head down.

"Your psionic talent is above mine, I'm just lucky. The Psychic Mancer admitted. "But after this adventure, I'm sure you'll be able to reach a higher level as well. ”

"I hope so. ”

"We're willing to give it a try. After exiting the room littered with corpses, the Psychomancer spoke to the half-lich waiting outside. "We can't guarantee that he will be awakened, though. ”

"Expected. The half-lich said to him. "Just give it a try. ”

Muhadi led the men back to the hall where the throne was, and the Silent King sat quietly on a throne made of bones in the same posture as they had left. His countenance was the same as the visions of the Dead City psychic sorcerers, as if millennia had not left a trace.

The undead guards watched them step forward without saying a word, and an eerie minor tune sounded, like the kind played by court jesters.

Lonely to live, lonely to die, lonely like the silent king.

He never spoke, he had nothing to say.

"I didn't expect that in the palace of the undead, there were also musicians who played music. Muhati was a little surprised, and said to the people behind him.

"What music?" the dwarf O'Glen looked puzzled. "Huh?" said Barthez Devil Mage.

"I didn't hear anything. Aisha said calmly. "I didn't have any strange light or smell in my synaesthesia, and no one was playing music. ”

It's so weird, the psychic thought, there's no taste of psionic energy, it's not like magic, how did this illusion come about?

He shook his head, clearing the distractions and focusing on the Silent King. His body probably still retains the form of a halfling, but it has undoubtedly been strengthened countless times. With no signs of decay, he looks neither undead nor quite a normal creature. There was something special about him that a psychic had never seen before.

Muhadi stretched out his hands and placed them on either side of the Silent King's head, palms facing inward, ready to unleash his abilities. At this time, the female psychomancer suddenly grabbed one of his hands. "Have you considered it, the Silent King may not be self-contained, but has fallen into some powerful illusion. ”

"Illusions?" said Muhadi. "Do you think it's possible? There's no trace of magic here. ”

"It may be well disguised, but it's powerful enough to trap a soul like the Silent King. Aisha said. "Be careful, you may be trapped by the same illusion when you enter its mind. ”

"I'll take notice. The psychic said, "Illusion shouldn't trap me." He began to concentrate and prepare to touch the spirit of the other person. Muhadi almost felt that he had touched the surface of the cold, dead soul of the Silent King.

"Wait!" the previous half-lich suddenly shouted. "Someone's coming!

The psychic mancer immediately let go of his mental tentacles and returned his attention to reality. If there are still people who dare to invade here, is it because the whole people are making a comeback? Or is there someone else?

Judging by the expressions on the faces of Aisha and the Dwarven Thieves and the Butterz Devils, they were also unaware of the current situation. "Be ready to fight. Muhadi gestured to the female psychic sorcerer with his psionic powers, and the other man nodded, ready to show his abilities.

"They're coming, they're so fast! they're already in the antechamber...... No, they're here!" The half-lich looked unexpected.

Fluctuations of magic suddenly appeared in the throne hall, and someone was really using teleportation spells to force their way in.

In order to prevent hostile mages from sneaking up, the fortress uses a large number of dimensional anchor spells to prevent effects such as teleportation. If someone could break through this barrier and teleport in, his mana would be terrifying and unimaginable.

In the throne room, dozens of half-lichs and ancient vampires surrounded the place where the magic fluctuations were. It can be seen that as soon as the enemy appears, the overwhelming legendary spells will engulf him in an instant.

Beside Muhadi, the three Barthez devils suddenly became agitated. "Shennu!" shouted One-Two and Two.

The portal took shape in the middle of the hall, and a pair of huge white wings spread through it almost immediately, and the unique aura belonging to the Blazing Divine Servant immediately filled the hall of the undead creature.

A frenzy of offensive spells and curses surged towards the sudden appearance of the Blazing Divine Servants, and chain accidents and spell sequencers allowed the half-lich to cast multiple spells at once, and hundreds of attacks sealed the intruders from fleeing in all directions. The wind generated when the spell was cast blew the corners of everyone's clothes and heads.

The Badez Devil and the creatures of the upper plane were naturally hostile to each other, and at this moment, the three Badez demons who were on Muhadi's adventure were all excited, and their body temperature rose sharply, emitting a smell similar to sulfur.

In the next instant, the dazzling magical aura blinded the few non-undead creatures present. The offensive spells and the protective magic on the intruder annihilate each other, creating a light that cannot be seen directly with the naked eye. Psychic warlocks rely on their synaesthesia abilities to "see" clearly what is born without being able to see.

The Blazing Divine Attendant had completely cleared the portal, and now Muhati could see her face clearly. To the psychic man's surprise, this Blazing Sky Divine Servant he actually knew. She is the one she once met in Seal City, a defective priest who is trying to eliminate the "tyranny of faith", Kailin.

Kailin stretched out her wings on her back, almost fifty wrists long, made of pure light. Perhaps because her protective magic had bounced off or negated out all attacks, the half-lich looked a little overwhelmed, as if they had never seen anything like this before.

Ancient vampires flock to the city, trying to achieve what magic has not been able to achieve. But before they could pounce on the Blazing Celestial Servant, the surging waves of magic bounced them away and slammed them against the wall.

Another person appeared in the hall through the portal, his head almost bald and his body looking a little thin. An incomparably sharp silver sword was held in his hand, and the air around the blade shook slightly.

This second intruder, known to the Psychic Sorcerer, had seen him at the Coral Witch's side. I remember that he seemed to be a Gis Sere, and his name was Daken.

The third and fourth invaders appeared, a warrior and a mage. The iconic bald head belongs to the Atas warrior Muscle Daddy, the radiant and glamorous mage who is Sadiri - the sun mage, the Coral Witch, and the eternal hero.

"Muscle Daddy, let's kick ass!"

Muhadi and Aisha looked at each other, wondering why the Coral Witch had suddenly appeared here. The dwarven thief Oglen swallowed, muttering that he might consider adding another party to the adventurer.

The half-lich chanted incantations in unison, ready for the next offensive. The Coral Witch got a head start, using spell counter-abilities to suppress their spell casting.

"Wait, we are here for peace!" said Satili in a raised voice, as usual, she didn't need to shout, but everyone could hear it clearly, as if her words were a kind of magic in themselves.

The half-lich seemed to communicate in a secretive way peculiar to the undead, and although the tension did not go away, in the end they decided that the half-lich who led the way for Muhati would say on behalf of the undead: "Who are you, why did you break into our fortress?" ”

"We're only here to find people. Kaylin, the Blazing Squire, answered the half-lich's question. "I didn't mean to be against you. ”

"The storage of the upper plane can't even knock on the door. Perhaps the intelligence of the slaves is even worse than I thought. Barthez Devil One laughed. "Come on, undead legion, kill this birdman!"

"It was these undead who did it first, and we were just forced to defend ourselves. Kailin looked at the devils coldly, and the chill in her eyes made the undead seem much more humane.

"Who are you looking for?" the half-lich continued to question.

"Muhadi!" the Coral Witch said directly to the Psychic Warlock. "We just destroyed the satellite base of the Gisyankees, rushed here. Listen to me, I have an important piece of information, and you must follow me away!" The anxiety and worry in her words was something that a psychic warlock had never seen before.

"How did you know I was here?" The Psychic Warlock felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart at the sight of the Coral Witch, and at the same time he was puzzled. "You've never been to Seal City. ”

"It doesn't matter! Listen, you have to get out of here with me and go to Bartow. The Witch King Niben Nai had set a trap, a powerful new spell ......," Satili said eagerly. “...... It's a trap here!"

"What?" the telemancer raised his vigilance, "Trap......?

"Because ......," she said at first-

The Silent King's body floated up to the ceiling, arms stiffly parted. As he spoke, the voice of a mature middle-aged man came out. "Witch King Nibennai, ruler of the city of Nibennay and enemy of the dwarfs, greets you...... My Master. ”

The Silent King had been transformed into a bomb, and Muhati had just thought about it when the bomb exploded.

This was not the type of spell that any psychic warlock had seen before, Niben Nai must have used his life's mana in this blow, and in the face of such a suicidal attack, even the primordial warlock might not be spared. What's more, Muhadi is not using any Rajat power at the moment.

Several half-lichs who were close enough to be shattered by the force of the explosion were too late to call for help or teleport. The power of destroying miè is unstoppable in all directions. The Psychic Warlock felt that his power was completely suppressed, and he couldn't move, not even able to take a step to escape. The other beings in this hall, Aisha, Barthez Devils, and the half-lich undead seem to have been frozen and unable to escape or save themselves.

Muhati saw that in front of him, the only coral-witch who still had the ability to move, opened a magic shield in front of him. The power of protection and the power of destruction seemed to go hand in hand for a while, and neither could overpower anyone. At this moment, Sadiri looked as bright as the sun.

The Coral Witch's magic shield protected as many people in the throne room as possible, including Muhati and his party, Kailin, Daken, Muscle Daddy, and even some of the undead...... She was the only one who was out of the protection.

The devastating power of the explosion brought it to its peak, and the magic shield finally gave in after a struggle, and the blast struck, but only less than one percent of its strength remained. Muhadi was struck by the blast, and it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his chest, and his internal organs were tumbling and bleeding, and his brain was in chaos, and he could hardly help himself. A mouthful of dark blood spat on the ground, shocking.

The Coral Witch, who had withstood the full force of the explosion, fell weakly and died.

The Psychic Warlock seemed to see a round of the sun shatter before his eyes.

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In fact, the previous chapter should have written about the appearance of the witch king Nibennai, and for some reason it had to be divided into two chapters. Nibennai and Nibenai are all clerical errors caused by transliteration, so don't worry about it, readers.

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