At sunrise the next day, the lone priestess, escorted by Guderian himself, walked into the staircase leading to the upper level, but strangely, he did not retract his previous order, and the rest of the Light Sacrifice was missing, and Avery still did not get the opportunity to return to the upper level. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why put her back?" Avery really couldn't guess, after so many things had happened, it would never be good for Guderian to bring the priestess back to the upper level, of course, he would never have thought that this ruddy-faced light sacrifice who dared to step into the light was no longer on their side.

Half a day later, the priestess actually returned to the lower level alone, and when the other beings were puzzled, Guderian almost cheered, the last experiment had been successful, and the moment he had been waiting for for many years had finally arrived.

After this, another puzzling thing happened, Guderian actually released another light sacrifice, unlike the previous priestess, this light sacrifice was carried out with extreme hatred and fear, and climbed the stairs in embarrassment.

After this, all the necromancers were gathered together.

"Fellow citizens, I have good news for you. Guderian looked at the dazed necromancers in the audience and began to give an impassioned speech.

"Hundreds of years ago, this sinful city was built here, and our ancestors, our relatives and friends, and even ourselves, were involuntarily escorted to this place at our feet, where they were shackled and passed down from generation to generation, and no one could take them off. ”

His voice trembled slightly, both as angry as if sad, "You know, most of our compatriots who have been chained, most of them are innocent, they have not hurt anyone, they have not deceived anyone, they have not even insulted anyone, we just want to live well, is this wrong? We just want to get what other beings are born with, is this wrong? If so, what is wrong with us? Just because we came into this world as the people of the night!" he raised his voice sharply.

"We have long understood what you said, but why ......" a lich interrupted him, who had been suppressed by Guderian in the main battle, and did not understand why this bat with a collar would suddenly show its fangs to its master.

"Because the time has come. Guderian's eyes reflected a different kind of look, "Let me ask you, are the objects of our fear those light sacrifices?!"

Faced with this question, the young necromancers born here did not react, but the older generation of necrons and foreign necrons knew the answer, "No!" they replied.

"That's right, those light sacrifices alone can't defeat us, and our real threat is the sun. His gaze swept over the faces of the undead in the room, observing their reactions.

The experienced necromancers nodded one after another, Guderian was right, in terms of strength, they were indeed not afraid of the light sacrifice that was far less than them, the real horror was the sun hanging high in the air, the original life and death spirits would turn into ashes when they were illuminated, and the transformed necromancers would also be unable to move due to the loss of strength in the sun, the reason why the light sacrifices could subdue them was also because they used the power of the sun, but so what, could it be that Guderian could destroy the sun.

"But now, the problem is solved. Guderian smiled at the dazed compatriot, he made a gesture, and the previous priestess, in front of all the necromancers, scattered into dozens of bats, and at the same time as she returned to human form, in her hands, a pure white flame symbolizing the god of light.

The whole square fell silent, and the next moment, the deafening cheers spread wave after wave, and the threat from the sun finally disappeared.

"Fellow citizens, since the sun can no longer hinder our steps, we must take back everything we deserve, and tell all those who oppress and ignore our existence that we are the same as them!" he nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the necromancers whose emotions had been aroused.

"Tell us how to protect us from the sun, and we'll go up there and teach the bastards who insult us all day long!"

"It's not time yet. Guderian waved his hand, "To use this method, you need very important materials, and this kind of material must be personally sent down by the guy above. He pointed overhead, in the direction of the Temple of Light.

Just as the necromancers were immersed in ecstasy, Avery suddenly turned into a streamer and rushed to the exit, where he was about to tell the rector what he had seen, but Guderian appeared before his eyes. In the next moment, his arm was twisted and he was pressed to the ground.

"For the sake of your protection of my people, I will not harm you, and please remember that we just want to live freely, and we are not murderers. With that, he ordered his men to put Avery in a cage and set about arranging the fortifications.

After issuing the order, he stared straight above and smiled, if the opponent was the previous rector, he would never dare to use this method to fight, but this time the rector was very to his taste.

"I was wrong, I only thought that you would bring back some evidence against the necromancy, but I didn't expect it......" Looking at the light sacrifice that had escaped, the rector sighed deeply.

"Lord Boris, please allow me to gather my companions and fight back!" The Light Priesthood knew that Boris had been waiting for such a moment for a long time.

"Gather all the battle sacrifices. After adjusting his mood, Boris gave orders quickly and accurately as he had predicted this scenario, and only then did he calmly sit back in his seat when everything he could do was done, "Our holy war is about to begin." ”

"My lord, I think it's too risky. After hearing the order, the conservative deputy district chief frowned, "To deal with them, we just need to block the caravan and cut off the supply of supplies, there is no need to send the believers of the temple to the battlefield." ”

"Shut up!" Boris stopped him, "Believers of God, how to do such a despicable thing!"

"But you're making God's servants sacrifice senselessly!" the lieutenant finally couldn't hold back.

Boris's eyes froze, "Since we are God's spokesmen, we must defeat our opponents in a way that is in line with our identity, even if we are sacrificed, we can hold our chests up in the kingdom of God, or do you think the unclean things in the ground are more powerful than the light sacrifices protected by God?"

"I'm ......," the adjutant took a few steps back inadvertently, knowing that the rector was arguing, but he couldn't refute it, "I'll inform the branch of this matter, and the branch will make a decision." He gritted his teeth and, within his authority, resisted.