A powerful divine consciousness was like a gust of wind gently sweeping through the wilderness of eternal night, and in the silver moonlight, the quiet wilderness stirred, like a small pebble thrown from the calm surface of the lake, and the small waves spread from afar to the town of White Stone, and then passed through the town of White Stone and transmitted to the extreme north. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the high tower near the river in Baishi Town, the hurried footsteps of the night watchman rang out, and the sound of rapid breathing mixed with the warning bell spread into the distance. The mist on the stone bridge outside the town had become much thicker, and the torches of the night watchman could not penetrate it.

"What the hell is going on, who will ring the alarm bell at this time!" the lord, who was taking a flower bath, hurriedly crawled out of the bath. It's one of Salitt Larson's few hobbies, soaking in warm water with flowers from the Southern Swamps and soaking in a hot bath, which was the most popular pastime at Wesleyan College for Women more than a decade ago. Recently, when the conditions are abundant and there is enough time, the lord has returned to his hobby when he was young. Of course, these flowers were purchased directly from the southern market through the teleportation circle, and the cost of teleportation alone was a staggering price.

"Tell the moths that there is going to be a meeting in the territory of White Stone, and all the armorers are going to attend. I'm afraid it won't be too simple this time. Salit Larsson couldn't even wait for the maid to wipe off the water on her body, so she put on a white and soft linen gown. "Go, call my clerk, I have important matters to discuss. ”

Morkriet rode lightning around Whitestone and found that lightning hadn't even run away. But the number of adventurers in a hurry gradually increased, especially near the stone bridge, and some of the adventurers who had returned from the wilderness all had more or less blood stains on their bodies, and the blood that flowed showed that they had been fighting not long ago. Some of them collapsed on the cold stones of Shiraishi as they ran, and the exclamations of his companions rang out all around them.

"Old job, there's something big going on, let's go back first!" Morwritte rode the lightning back to purgatory. The majestic Purgatory naturally aroused the curiosity of the adventurers, especially the Minotaur guard of the Purgatory, who circled the lightning twice, stretched out his thick hand and touched the lightning up and down. If it weren't for the knowledge that this enthusiastic lad had no bad habits, and that Lightning was a male moose, the gray dwarf would have chased him away. There are some races in Sertiana that have a dark special hobby, and the beautiful beasts are usually given preferential treatment, but some are especially beautiful.

"It's so beautiful!" Miki raised his head and said with envy, the goblin knights who have the Wind Sheep mount in the goblin clan are definitely the existence of the brave level, and the majority of people like Miki who choose to become puppeteers are because they don't have the talent to become knights. "It's a pity that a matching saddle is missing!"

"Who's to say no, I'm just agonizing over what kind of saddle is worthy of my lightning!" the grey dwarf looked playful and proud, but anyone who had such a divine horse could not help but show off, a good mount was like a good weapon and armor, something that every man wanted to show off to his friends. And everyone will be happy to show off like that.

"But I'm afraid there is no time today, the alarm bell of the night watchman has been ringing for a long time, and the armored people in White Rock Town must be prepared. The last time something like this happened was six years ago, when the beast tide broke through the defenses on the stone bridge and entered the square of Whitestone Town. I don't know what happened this time. Morgaret said worriedly, and then everyone in the mood became heavy.

"We don't need to be so pessimistic, the beast tide usually happens in the last two months of the eternal night, and now is the second month of the eternal night. Not even the ghost of the Storm Wolf has appeared in the wilderness. I dare say that this wake-up call is certainly not a beast tide. Nicholas stood on the big rock in front of the gate of Purgatory and said in a loud voice.

"You're right, I'm worried too much. Morgridet stepped onto Lightning's broad back, "Anyway, the armored men are going to assemble in the square. I'll go to the Tower of Babel first, and you will wait for me in the square. "Lightning's beautiful tail flicked in the moonlight, and the gray dwarf disappeared like a gust of north wind around the corner of the street.

"The undead are coming?" the majestic lord sat upright on the Iron Throne, her wet hair covered with white frost, and Salit Larsen's conference hall was as cold as ever, and her undried hair turned to white frost. But colder than this frost is the heart of the lord.

"Yes, my lord. The Night's Watchman, kneeling on the ground, replied tremblingly. "The stone bridge outside White Rock Town has been surrounded by undead groups, and adventurers outside can't get in, and adventurers inside can't get out. ”

The alarm bell on the tower rang for a long time, and the council hall in the Tower of Babel Manor was silent. Salit Larsson glanced at her Chenming, and his heart grew heavier. In recent times, all the quasi-parting work has revolved around the beast tide, the materials of Frostless City, the weapons prepared by Purgatory, and the recruitment of qualified guards from among the adventurers. Everything has just begun, and there is just a little bit of an eyebrow. Now there is a siege of the undead. All of them are at a loss.

Half an hour later, the long-sounding alarm bell finally stopped. Salit Larsson let out a long sigh of relief. Judging from the length of the alarm bell, the scale of the undead this time is not too large, and if the night watchman's bell lasts for an hour, the lord can pack up and prepare to teleport. It is destined to be unkept, so why waste your life. When the time comes, naturally the big people of the temple will come forward to solve the problems of White Rock Town.

"Your Excellency, Baron Morgaret has asked to see you. The old butler pushed open the door of the council hall and whispered.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, the hall was filled with a noise like a mosquito.

"Quiet, quiet, your behavior is really not worthy of your identity, this is the council hall, not the vegetable market on the edge of the square. Don't you feel ashamed?" the lord's handsome face flushed.

"My lord, I guess some people are ashamed of the fact that he never attends meetings held by lords!" said an old nobleman with gray hair, standing up from his chair.