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The great sword split through the rocks that blocked the way, and while clearing the way, four or five zombies hiding behind also prostrate themselves with rotten arms with long, pointed nails. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Woohoo!"

The skeleton marksman who jumped on the broken wall next to him quickly shook the bowstring, and after the crisp sound of breaking the wind, there were a few 'poof' sounds, and the bone arrow with rotting brains pierced out of the back of the zombie's head, and the soul fire in the pupils was quietly extinguished at this moment, and they fell down again, which had long been dead.

"Boom!"

The long-lost sound of empty light sounded in Luo Xi's head, and the long accumulation finally won the moment of harvest, looking at the words 31 on the attribute board, the corners of Luo Xi's mouth also rose.

After allocating attribute points, the necromantic servants stepped forward to check the surroundings of the fallen zombies, and the valuable things were not found, but an ordinary gold ring was found on the index finger of the zombie owner, which should be the burial goods worn by the deceased before his death.

I have to say that as a necromancer, his greed that is more feared than a dragon is definitely an outlier among them.

After all, people who want to make a fortune generally don't choose this unpleasant profession, and even apprentices with innate dark elemental attributes would rather choose a dark mage.

In the eyes of the world, those who deal with skeletons and corpses all day long and enjoy it, even if they are not neuropathic, are definitely not normal in their hearts subtly.

After making sure that nothing was missing, Roshi summoned the skeleton brother to clear the stones blocking the road in front of him and restore the smooth flow of the blocked road.

As a junior brother with a large number of necromancers, this is really a native advantage, otherwise it would not be easy to open the way in such an environment.

The Ruined Ancient City was once the most prosperous city on the continent of Aisora, and its grandeur was no less than that of the largest city on Earth in Roshi's eyes.

The cause of destruction is still the eternal greed of human nature, and as the author of the Devil's exile to lead Asura to Hell, this glorious magical city has finally fallen to the light of the gods' damnation.

It's a shame that the once towering and majestic magic city is now only a few dust-buried scars, broken tiles, and broken stone and bricks.

After passing through this broken street, the road ends in a bottomless cliff, separated by an unknown distance from the other side of the cliff, which is obscured by the dark red fog that pervades the cliff.

There is only an empty suspension bridge connecting the two sides, and the suspension bridge gently sways in the air under the influence of the mountain wind, and the crunch sound of the wooden planks after walking up makes people can't help but worry about whether these long-rotten things will have unexpected accidents when they don't want to see.

In addition to these voices, you can faintly hear some cries and wails that seem to sound from the bottom of the heart, which are the cries of unwilling ghosts wandering at the bottom of the cliff.

After all, under the Ghost Drawbridge is the ghost-infested Valley of the Dead, and that place is not a good place for necromancers to refine ghost pets and expand spiritual magic, and... There's also a good thing buried.

It's just that at present, Luo Xi's three-legged cat kung fu doesn't dare to open this difficult copy rashly, so he can only suppress the greed in his heart first.

Roshi hadn't died, and he didn't know how much resentment it would take to be unwilling to wail for thousands of years, and he was a little afraid of heights, so he quickened his pace, but even if he had used the speed of a trot, it still took ten minutes to cross the drawbridge, which was much longer than in the game.

Looking back, I could still see the hazy outline of the ruined city through the thick fog, and I really wanted to see how prosperous it was in the past.

Envious of the immortal time that witnessed everything, Roshi continued his journey, and what appeared in front of him at this time was a rich and dense forest.

Hidden in the woods, the polish-shaped stone pillars entwined with green vines and the stone slabs covered in weeds testify to the traces of human activity here.

The green embellishment is a little more vibrant than the previous desolate wilderness, but the loneliness of the uninhabited still lingers, and after a long time, when this loneliness is not something ordinary people can get used to, it is only suitable for people like Snart, who grew up in loneliness since childhood.

This is the end of Roshi's trip, the ruins of the ancient city.

"Click"

"Puff"

The arrival of the invaders awakens the necromantic guards that Snart has placed here, and a legion of zombies, skeletons, rotting corpses, and other necromantic creatures descend on Roshi.

It can be seen that he is not very hospitable, since he was born with a dark elemental constitution out of kindness to 'resurrect' a townsman who died unexpectedly in the town, but in exchange for the stones and scolding of the townspeople, he has a hostile psychology towards humans, and he prefers necromancers to humans.

After destroying the pile of necromantic creatures, Luo Xi continued to walk forward for half an hour, and a palace made of neatly cut stones appeared in front of him, and on the right side of the stone steps in front of the palace gate, a small tulip was unexpectedly planted in the position of Xiangyang, which was a little out of place.

The fence around the land was newly built, and the soil on the ridges had just been turned, so it was clear that the tulips had just been planted.

It's not surprising that the necromancer who plays with carrion and bones all day long still has this Yaxing, after all, tulips are the favorite flower of Snart's deceased mother...

He stopped and sniffed deeply at the tulips, and even after all this time, Roshi still couldn't get used to the rotten smell of the necromancer.

This is too incompetent for a necromancer, but for Roshi, the power of a necromancer is just a tool for him to move forward, and he doesn't mind if he is a paladin or a necromancer if he can help himself.

Ascending the stone steps and entering the gate, Roshi encounters the second enemy who has arrived at the ruins, two level 29 Death Knife Axemen with giant axes in their hands.

It was not easy for him to deal with two 29 necromantic creatures who had just reached level 31, but at this time Snart had more important things that held him back and could not get out, and without the control of summoners, these two necromantic creatures were just monsters that relied on residual instinct to fight.

After holding back the hatred with the agile skeleton swordsman and easily eliminating the two Death Blade Axe Men by attracting monsters and killing, there was only a straight passage to the deepest part of this ancient temple in front of Roshi.

The sconces on the stone walls of the passage had long been covered in dust and cobwebs, and the dim environment was perfect for laying all kinds of magic traps, but Roshi walked all the way through the necromantic servants without any obstacles.

At the end of the passage was a spacious stone room, where the sun shone through the cracks in the roof and the windows, and in the center of the circular layout was a small altar, and directly above the altar was a white clean stone bed, where a beautiful maiden lay quietly.

Next to the stone bed, a figure in a black robe was kneeling, motionless and lifeless, mistaking it for a statue.

It was a young man of indescribable age...

The reason why this description is used is because the gray-robed man's handsome facial features are matched with unusually pale and even terminally ill skin, although he looks very young.

But motionless, his whole body was full of a heavy and dead air, and those beautiful eyes seemed to be full of experienced vicissitudes, in addition to these seared love into the bone marrow, which Roch identified from the reflection that filled his eyes, the figure of the girl lying on the stone bed.

"Dada... Da"

Roshi's footsteps

Stop here.

Then, a voice came from the front, there was no murderous aura, no monstrous anger, just the pride of a man's good face and the obsession engraved into the soul.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"

"Indeed, like angels, alas..."

"She didn't die, she fell asleep... It's just..."

"You're going to sleep too"

In the face of Roshi's provocation, Snart still didn't change his expression, just gently stroked the sleeping girl's hair, and said to himself: "Even if you don't come, I won't be able to survive today's sunset, not to mention..."

Looking from the side, his brow seemed to be furrowed, and his expression became a little painful: "On the day my mother was burned to death... On the day I knew I was born only because of a filthy aristocrat who drunk and sexually raped my mother... On the day I made my vow of vengeance, and..."

Speaking of this, his expression became a little distorted, and from afar, Roshi could feel the despair, and his hoarse almost unrecognizable voice said:

"The day I knew she was my sister..."

...