Exhausted, Naxi sat down on the ground, his right hand not even holding the blood-stained Star Mistake. Looking at the two corpses that were already cold, as well as the bones and carrion all over the mountains, Naxi couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The gentle wind blew in his face, bringing with him a pungent stench, and Naxi felt his stomach juice suddenly tumble over, almost vomiting with nausea.

All the attention just now was focused on how to kill the two necromancers, and they were not so sensitive to the stench emanating from these undead. When the horrific army of the undead returned to dead silence, Naxi found himself surrounded by bones and carrion.

He tried to stand up, but found that he had no strength at all.

The magic refining burned out his last magic power, and in addition to being exhausted, the whole person was also a little trance.

Thinking back to the scene before he was about to be devoured by the undead, Naxi vaguely remembered the old voice. It was a voice he had never heard before, and no old man in his memory had such a voice.

Could it be that it was the Grim Reaper's rejection of himself, and Naxi wanted to laugh a little when he thought of this. The mage has never believed in any gods in this world, and even if there were, they would not admit it.

Naxi inadvertently stroked the mage's codex tied around his waist with his left hand, and felt that it was slightly hot. This antique magic book from the Thousand Wishes Realm has been a bit weird lately. At every critical juncture, some unexplained visions of Naxi appeared.

There were several times when he had flipped through the magic book with which he had been with for more than two years, trying to find the secrets in it, but each time he had failed to find anything. This time, the vision brought by the magic codex was even more obvious, and it seemed that he would have to study it well this time.

In addition to the hot magic codex, Naxi felt that something was wrong with his body.

Ever since the Thousand Wishes Realm came out, Naxi had felt some strange changes in his body that were invisible to the naked eye.

At first, he thought it was brought about by the cultivation of the War Mage, but after leaving the Battle Mage Academy, this change still did not stop. Now he looks like a stout mercenary, except for the mage costume on his body.

Seeing that the wound on his shoulder pierced by the bone spear had already scarred, this was no longer the physique that normal humans had.

Naxi's heart suddenly became chaotic, he didn't expect that when he calmed down, there were so many annoying things around him.

Just as he was distraught, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

"This is truly an epic victory!" Prince Harold, who was also tired, stretched out his right hand and pulled Nasi up, then hugged him tightly and said, "On behalf of the Principality, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you, and every citizen of Bohemia will not forget your feat today!"

When Prince Harold let go of his hands, Naxi's tired body shook a few times before he stood still. He smiled bitterly and said, "Without the hard work of the Maple Leaf Knights and others, I wouldn't have succeeded. ”

Looking at the two living bodies lying on the ground, Harold's face suddenly became a little annoyed: "They are the culprits of this disaster?

Naxi said slowly: "Yes, Your Highness the Prince, it is this necromancer master and apprentice who manipulate these countless undead. ”

"The supreme goddess of the lake is above, and these villains who play with their lives and desecrate the dead have finally retribution. Prince Harold took a sip, and then said to the Maple Leaf Knight behind him, "Immediately arrange a few people to burn these two despicable people along with the carrion of the surrounding corpses!"

While studying in Batney, Prince Harold knew that burning them was the most appropriate way to prevent them from being resurrected. This is the experience accumulated by the knights of Patenia in the fight against the forces of evil a long time ago.

Naxi did not object to this disposition. After the mark of the dead dissipated, the undead were transformed back into dry flesh and bones. Just burn them, then the necromancer will no longer be able to manipulate them.

It's just that he has to deal with this vast amount of bones and carrion, and Naxi thinks it will take days to deal with it.

In order to prevent these fallen undead from wreaking havoc again, the order to burn the dead was passed down layer by layer. The survivors of Probetz were mobilized to clean up the bones of the undead that had been sprinkled throughout the field.

The cleanup was extremely hard, and there were too many undead. A large number of skeletons and rotting corpses fell to the ground, and the stench emitted by them made many people vomit directly. Although the stench was unbearable, in order to prevent the necromancer from pulling these dead up again, they had to bite the bullet.

The bones and carrion began to be cleaned from the edge of the city walls, and everyone held back the stench and piled up the disgusting presence into small hills. Underneath the bones and carrion, people lay some dry twigs and set a fire on fire. The firewood burned with the innocent dead, and the pillar of smoke rose to the sky.

With the fall of the necromancer, the sky shrouded in dark clouds also cleared. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the fields that had just been fiercely fought, and there was no joy of victory on people's faces.

In just half a day, Probetz's guardians had lost nearly half of their companions, and the enemy had only paid the price of two necromancers. This battle loss ratio may seem unacceptable to others, but everyone present understands how difficult this victory was.

All those who died in this battle were also treated like heroes, and the representatives of the principality, headed by Prince Harold, observed a moment of silence in front of them. In order to avoid mixing with the spirits of the dead, these sacrifices waited until tomorrow before being cremated.

The most casualties were the Maple Leaf Knights who served as the charge, and more than half of the casualties made every Maple Leaf Knight feel sad. Some of the young knights even wept bitterly for the sacrifice of their predecessors, and Naxi couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this.

Faced with the future war, Naxi couldn't help but be a little worried. According to previous information, the Kingdom of Bavaria has become a paradise for the undead. Just two necromancers can drive hundreds of thousands of undead to besiege a ruined border city. They won the battle today, but what about the future war.

You must know that these people in front of you are almost the last power of the Duchy of Bohemia.

Kakulos seemed to see Naxi's sorrow, and he patted the magician on the shoulder and said, "Rest well, Mr. Naxi." ”

He said slowly: "This battle is very crucial, Probetz has held it! This is a great victory, and I believe that the reinforcements who are still waiting will come to Probetz in two days." ”

Naxi was a little puzzled, but seeing Kakulos's confident expression, he didn't continue to ask.

In his opinion, Eternal Dragon City would definitely not sit idly by and watch these undead continue to wreak havoc.