"Whew!"

Aldridge had been busy for a long time, and the tidal fatigue suddenly overwhelmed him, leaving the alchemy workshop on the third floor of the Mage Tower, he had just exhaled a mouthful of turbid gas with the smell of gunsmoke, and suddenly his eyes were black, and his body lay limply on the ground.

Fortunately, the self-preservation instinct he had exercised while practicing in the Whispering Forest came into play in time, and the direction in which he fell was the masonry wall behind him, so he didn't suffer much damage.

Taling Christine was frightened, worried about the safety of the successor of the contract, and immediately flew out of the workshop, her sapphire-like eyes emitted a grid-like aura, scanning from head to toe, and found that it was only the accumulated fatigue of the body that reached the limit, which led to the self-protection of forcibly falling asleep, similar to the mode of Taling maintaining the operation of the mage tower with low consumption, so she quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

The longer she spent with the Virtuous Knight, the faster the human emotional part grew in her spiritual module, and the young Master Tris had only a small source of spell casting to share with her compared to Master Dergon, who created herself, but the latter's warm soul was more conducive to her own growth than the creator's cold reason.

If Master Dergon sees himself as an assistant and steward of the Tower, then Master Tris sees himself as a companion and the only friend worth sharing secrets.

Looking at Aldrich Tris, who was disgraced by the blasting powder, for the first time using the eyes of a virtual elf-like instead of a cold scanning light, he found for the first time that the Virtue Knight was only a young man in his early twenties, and his body was surging with an amazing source all the time, and the golden streamer was under the skin, which was close to immortal flames.

Christine vibrated her wings and flew to Master Tris's shoulder, reached out and stroked her earlobes, looking at the side face stained by gray and black dust, and suddenly noticed a faded and pale hair appeared on her sideburns, she flew up in a panic, grabbed it with both hands and pulled it away.

The slightest pain from the mosquito bite did not wake the sleeping mage tower's successor, and Christine breathed a sigh of relief and took the white hair to the top of the tower, where she hid it in a secret place.

She is becoming more and more human, limited to the lack of a shared source of spell casting, only restoring the basic protection of the Mage Tower, and modules such as extraordinary computing power have not been reactivated, but she is confident in the recovery of her heyday, because her successor, Aldrich Tris, has a very bright future, definitely surpassing the creator Master Dergon.

As for the Fourth Knight, who fell into a deep sleep, he was no longer able to resist the call of the secret realm in the lake, but when he set foot on the holiday island in a trance, he was surprised to find that the lake had dried up, and the entire island had expanded dozens of times, perfectly blending with the glade, and no longer separated from each other.

Coming to the heart with questions, Thor's hammer hanging high on the cypress tree solves the mystery or answer that plagues Tris, and his hand unconsciously touches his belt, and the red socks that are also brought into this place of illusion and reality make Aldrich suddenly understand the truth that pie will not fall from the sky for no reason.

As he reached out to touch the Thunderhammer, the scorching lightning deterred Tris's offense, and then the cypress tree, which would automatically open the portal as soon as he approached, fell silent.

The only thing he could go to was the dead tree of the world of All Souls, and when his figure disappeared into the gray portal, the pumpkin head hanging from the canopy grinned wildly, after all, he had used his actions to pull the spokesman of the reindeer king into his camp.

Reappearing in the ruined castle, Aldrich followed the smell of fireworks to find the bonfire that still had its warmth after the ashes, but the four people did not know their whereabouts.

Suddenly, there was an eerie ripple in the air around him, and Tris cautiously took a few steps back, re-equipping his fragile skin and boiling mud, not wanting to risk his own temptation, especially after he and "Cell" reunited in the real world, and used the basic sword style to test each other's shoulder wounds, becoming more and more vigilant about all encounters in the secret realm between the real and the unreal with a double world.

"Whoa!" a monster wrapped in the darkness of the night appeared at Aldrich's side, and Tris did not immediately swing his sword, because the monster's shell was extremely familiar.

Immediately afterward, the gray-black silt-like coating faded like a tide, revealing the gnolls skeleton soldiers that Aldrich had disguised with armor, and the negative energy of his left arm was robbed of by the assassins who stalked in the middle of the night with strange weapons, and the empty eye sockets of the undead servants at this time gradually rose with some faint pale phosphorescence due to the return to the secret world and the approach to the cemetery.

It is like a wounded lost beast spontaneously returning to its lair, looking for the rotten bones that can be found everywhere in the place of birth, and after a dozen attempts, it finally found a more suitable wreckage, broke it and continued it in the wound, and then absorbed the free graveyard breath, and gradually replenished some of the lost negative energy.

Watching from head to toe as the undead minions recharged and reshaped, Aldrich remained silent, his cautious scrutiny focused more on the cemetery itself.

It had been harvested by him, Cell, and others before, and all the traces of the turning were retained, except for the depths that had not been explored, but the fourth-order bone knight was already so difficult, and the higher-level undead creatures were even more uncertain.

As he was about to leave the cemetery, where the gloomy atmosphere was like the old days, to look for the unknown Cell, and the others, there was a sudden and familiar vibration from the calm earth.

"It won't be so unlucky!"

Aldrich felt that he was on the edge of the cemetery, which belonged to a safe area, but he didn't expect to alarm the high-level undead, just like the bone knight who was solved by the five people with the help of the terrain, and the feeling of shaking was so strong, it must be a higher-level undead creature that was about to appear.

"Bang bang...... The sound of heavy horses' hooves falling to the ground was like a wooden hammer beating a war drum, and in the depths of the gray and hazy cemetery, two charred-skinned undead horses broke through the obstacle, and their scarlet eyes streaked through the air for a long time.

Aldrich then saw two undead horses drag a broken four-wheeled carriage from the depths of the mist, and with the help of Raven's Insight ability to extend the line of sight, Tris saw an ebony coffin inlaid with gold threads parked in the carriage.

"Vampire! fifth-order undead creatures!"

According to the conventional rules, a vampire with the ability to cast spells and speed up the cities is equivalent to entering the extraordinary Great Knight, and it is at least level 10.

As for Tris's current level, in the real world outside, he is only a peak white knight, but only at the ninth level, and in the illusory and real secret world, he took on various tasks to complete difficult tests, and killed many wild monsters by leaping over the level, and he has only just passed the fifth level, without the help of his partners, he is alone to deal with extraordinary undead creatures, he is not a person who is blindly confident and dizzy.

However, despite the extraordinary appearance of the carriage of the dead, the coffin in the carriage did not make him feel unrivaled, and Aldrich was a little suspicious, so he did not turn around and flee into the ruins of the castle, taking advantage of the favorable situation to delay time.

The sound of hooves and feet pounding on the ground was getting closer, and Tris vaguely felt the breath of the undead horse in front of him, and although he still had doubts about the unthreatening carriage, his hands couldn't help but clench his sword and axe.

"Herod'......"

The two undead horses stopped abruptly, their front hooves raised to unload the impulse, and the carriage was immediately paused like a one-piece carriage, and the broken and leaky carriage suddenly opened.

When the dust of all the noise gradually fell, and the undead carriage ten paces away did not move as if it had taken root, Aldrich, who had taken an attacking stance, breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously ordered the gnolls skeletons to come forward and test them.

The undead servant who had made up for the severed hand and returned to its full form immediately stepped forward, and after checking up and down, left and right, he did not find anything abnormal, and Tris looked at the undead horse whose eyes had lost their blood-red light and lowered his proud head, and his heart suddenly moved, and he slowly stepped forward on guard, and came to the vampire coffin placed in the carriage.

He was about to test the boiling mud in his right hand, but in a flash of inspiration, he changed to the zombie axe in his left hand and pushed it gently against the lid of the coffin.

Seeing the dark red rust axe all over it, a little force opened a gap in the vampire's coffin, Aldrich found that there was no movement, and immediately pushed the coffin lid away with more force.

"Bang!" the stone-plated vampire coffin lid flipped on its side on the floor of the carriage with an unusually dull sound, and Tris stepped onto the carriage and gradually approached.

Little by little, only the bottom of the empty coffin gradually appeared in the field of vision, and it could not be said that there was nothing, at least there was a gray-black fog, with a strong cemetery atmosphere.

"Whew!" Aldrich let go of his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his luck was really indescribable, but when his human breath touched the vampire's coffin, there was a strange change.

In the skill bar of the system, the pattern of spiritualism, the scarlet blood flame condensed into a banner, and the skull and skull formed by the pale phosphorus fire emitted a constantly outward light.

The originally empty coffin, the gray-black mist was attracted by the spiritualism, and directly extracted the two spell casting sources of Tris to kill the Bone Knight, condensing into a withered black heart.

Immediately afterward, the vampire's coffin continued to vibrate, and the lost coffin lid was attracted back to its original position, and then the heart continued to shrink under strict protection, turning into a palm-sized thing similar to a jewelry pendant, revealing an extremely high concentration of negative energy from the inside out, but it did not hurt Aldrich in the slightest.

"Undead amulet, special equipment, spiritualism increased by 20%, bone armor with protection against long-range attacks, defense power 55, undead clan prestige, undead knight hero banner ......"

Triss laughed dumbly, realizing that there was an invisible hand manipulating him from head to toe, but he didn't refuse the gift and the identity that came with it.

Wearing this special ornament, Aldrich transforms into the hero of the undead, and then the ruins of the castle shake faintly, as if the ownerless building is cheering for the return of its owner.

The calm cemetery shook incessantly, and a pair of hands with withered bones, rotting pus, and nothingness broke through the earth, clutching something and rising into the cloudy sky.