Chapter 132: The City of Light: A Feast of the Necromancer
"Fellow citizens!" he cried out, his voice echoing throughout the city, "come and receive the light! Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The chaotic and dense sound of footsteps approached, and all kinds of dead spirits surrounded the light priests who were paralyzed on the ground, even though most of them had no eyes, but their gaze made the priests feel extreme hatred and longing.
Yes, they hate the necromancy, and the necromancers hate them, and their aversion is only based on faith and subconscious, and the necromancers hate them because their compatriots, their friends, for some inexplicable reason, have been "purified" by these abominable human beings.
After being injected with the potion, they did not hesitate to pounce on the priests, or bite, or scratch, in various ways, so that the people in front of them, shriveled and disappeared, and the long-suppressed anger finally exploded, and the indescribable pleasure dominated them, making them immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
And they themselves have grown human skin, and now they will not be regarded as necromancy, even if they are placed in human cities.
But there were also some necromancers staring at the needles in their hands, motionless.
"What's wrong?" Guderian looked at his fellow citizens in confusion.
"We've been like this since we got our consciousness. "We don't think there's anything wrong with this, on the contrary, it's our pride to look like this, so ah......" He glanced at his companions who had made the same choice, "We hope that it will go on like this"
"This kind of appearance can't leave here, the follow-up troops of the Light Sacrifice will definitely come, they will be invincible at that time, and the Light Temple at that time will not leave a trace of mercy, is this okay?"
"Forget it. The necromancers shook their heads, "We've lived here for hundreds of years, and even if we leave, we don't know what to do, and the number of light sacrifices is still too small compared to our numbers, so leave them to the young necromancers who pursue the sun." ”
"Please don't think so, even if there are not enough light sacrifices here, there are still many in the upper temples, even if the light sacrifices on the upper level are not enough, there are still humans around here, swallow them, even if you can't fully adapt to the sun, at least, there won't be sunshine ......"
"That's it. The necromancers interrupted him, "Although we are the people of the night, we should also be human beings when we were alive, I don't know if I was innocent in my life, but now we don't want to be contaminated with sin anymore, at least, let us old guys who still have combat strength stay, for the children who can't leave, block the sword." ”
"I see. After hearing this, Guderian no longer insisted, and he bowed respectfully to the necromancer who had given up this right, "The potion will remain in your hands, and if you want to change your mind, you can come to me at any time." ”
This scene brought the necromancers to touch, and what brought Evan was shock, he thought that the necromancers just wanted to protect their inhabitants in the hands of the Temple of Light, but he didn't expect that they had already decided to attack the human race.
He glanced at the number of undead who had not yet transformed into human form, and if they were to be counted into human form, at least thousands of them would lose their lives.
"It's a nuisance. Cold sweat flowed down Aivan's cheeks, thousands of necromancers, by no means what he could fight against now.
The wisest thing for him to do is to choose a secret path and get out of here as soon as possible, but how many people will die after he leaves? He is sure that the Temple of Light can quell the carnage, but when the Temple of Light comes, how many people will lose their families and be drawn into the vortex of hatred again?
"Think about the bright side. The voice of the book suddenly reached Evan's ears, "These are precious energies, and there's no reason for you to give them up." ”
Now Evan is not in the mood to talk to it at all, and in the face of nearly a thousand dead souls, it is not even a simple matter to break away.
"As long as you win, you will not only be able to harvest energy and save many innocent human beings, but you can also send them into your inner world on the pretext of saving the remaining necromancy, why give up such a good opportunity?"
"To put it simply, you tell me how to fight these necromancy?" Evan finally replied to him.
"The easiest way is if you lend me your body for a maximum of an hour, and I will be able to get you to take all this energy into your pocket. The book says, "If it's more difficult, you can use that key, and with your current strength, it shouldn't be a problem to destroy all the necromancy in half a day." ”
"What if you don't take these two methods?" This method would pay a lot of money, and was directly ignored by Aven.
"Of course, you can wipe them all out, but this probability should not be too high. The book is filled with a sincere voice, "How to choose is your question." ”
"Stand down, I'll figure it out myself. ”
"Do as you are told, but remember that you can change your mind at any time. The sound of the book faded away.
"What the hell is going to do?" said Aven, frowning.
"Imp. Suddenly, something slapped Aven and brought his consciousness back to reality from the inner world. "Follow me. The old lich walked straight out.
Evan was stunned for a moment, and chose to follow.
Along the way, neither the old lich nor the necronomicon spoke, until the two of them reached a boulder farthest from the exit, and suddenly, an amazing magic spread on the old lich's body, and the ancient bytes rhythmically drilled into Evan's ears, and the corners of the boulder gradually faded, and finally, a pitch-black tunnel appeared.
"Get out of here. The old lich sighed lightly, "Get out of here as fast as you can, thank you for helping us hold off the forces of the Temple of Light." ”
"You know I'm blocking them?" Evan widened his eyes.
"As a human being, you sleep too long. The old lich smiled ugly, "I heard that humans with summoning abilities can sneak their consciousness into the inner world, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes." ”
"I didn't expect you to see the flaws. Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Evan smiled and shook his head.
"Don't waste any more time. Listening to the noise getting closer, the old lich glanced back and urged Aven.
"If there is such a tunnel, why not run away?" said Aven, staring at the old lich in bewilderment.
"Escape?" the old lich chuckled bitterly, "There is not even a tree around the exit of the tunnel, and even if you go out at night, you may not be able to find any shelter before dawn. ”