She may wake up in the corpse pile, and the moment she wakes up, she is surrounded by corpses.

It shouldn't be so comfortable.

"This is..."

Nania gritted her teeth and struggled to hold up her weak body, shocked to find that she was carrying a hideous-looking monster.

A strong and powerful dark yellow body, the size of three male bulls, and the fleshy lumps on his back are comfortable to the touch.

This sent a chill down her spine, and then she wondered.

With the perception of the Hradim system on her body, the monster under her body was even much more powerful than in her heyday.

And that's not all.

Teng Teng, Teng Teng, the sound of the waves in the dream is actually the sound of the surrounding monsters rushing.

She followed the sound and looked around, and the figures of various monsters came into view.

They weave through the forest and are unusually light.

The hideous-looking eight-armed warrior and the huge red beetle flying in the air were all terrifying, powerful monsters that made people tremble.

They are without exception, cold, sharp, and powerful.

"Oh my God."

Nania muttered, a little distracted, and the shade of the trees flashed across her pale face.

The weakness of her body came back to her, slumped on the soft monster's back, and the comfort and the strange feeling in her heart intertwined to make her sit like pins and needles.

After thinking for less than a few seconds, she touched the dagger on her lap, the iron sword had been lost last night, it was the only weapon.

Staring at the grass at the monster's feet, she thought, do you want to jump down and escape?

“...”

The right hand pinched the handle and slowly released it.

There was something she couldn't figure out, if last night's horde of corpses hadn't killed her, then she should have passed out somewhere.

In a coma, she was highly poisoned and dying, and she was in danger of being found and killed by the carrion corpse at any time, even if she was not killed, she should not be far from death.

However, the toxins on her body had been removed, and the monsters were still carrying her away from the corpses.

It was these monsters who saved her...

"What the hell is going on?"

Nanya's mind was about to turn into a mess, and she sighed and lay down facing the sky again.

The vision was blue, and no matter what, she had to regain her strength first.

Eyes closed, and Westmar meditation was cast, as she struggled to regain her depleted spirit and strength.

And just behind her, who hadn't turned her head to look, Tang Ze was on top of the strong jumper's head, his back to Nanya, his dark green eyes flickering.

He had sensed Nania's awakening.

It's a little ridiculous that Nanya, who has run out of power, doesn't seem to be aware of his presence, and is obviously less than half a meter away.

But it doesn't matter, it's important to get down to business.

Previously, [Ghost Yat] tortured the black-robed crowd and obtained a lot of valuable information.

They come from damp lands and have a degree of cooperation with the Divine Teachings, spreading green mist through bottles of green water.

They have strange spells and can move freely in the green mist.

And those green waters, which are highly concentrated toxin essences, contain the power of corruption and erosion, and can exert the greatest effect in water.

The black-robed crowd was divided into many groups, most of whom rushed to the Holy Doctrine or the Sawyer Alliance after polluting the river.

Some went back to report, some went deep into the enemy's area.

The remaining black-robed people controlled the corpse tide through curses and witchcraft, launching a continuous assault on the city defenses of the Sawyer Alliance, while expanding the spread of green mist.

The onslaught of these corpses was not violent, but it was continuous.

The response of the Sawyer Alliance was almost all in the consideration of the black-robed crowd, illumination, magic, knights, and samurai, but none of them worked.

It can be seen that these black-robed people also have some internal responses within the Sawyer Alliance.

Unfortunately, there is no way to communicate with each other among the groups of black-robed people, and more details cannot be known.

The "Village" group that is currently being killed by [Ghost Yat] is a group of black-robed people who are responsible for controlling the formation of the village corpse group and monitoring the surrounding activities.

The black-robed people in the outer section are obviously more than that.

Looking east from the Taymor Mountains, the outskirts of the Sawyer Alliance are mostly villages and fields, with towns lying in, many of which have been abandoned due to the spread of green mist.

It is speculated that the main strongholds of these black-robed people should be in the towns abandoned by the Sawyer Alliance.

"If it's just an outpost, will the people in the town run away if they sense the movement?"

After all, the difference in strength is a bit big.

Tang Ze couldn't help but think about this question, although he was now speeding towards the nearest town of Callagre, but it was hard to say what it was.

"But even if you run away, you won't be able to run far."

Although he didn't have a lot of monsters with him, the twenty scarabs in it could be easily captured if they were scattered.

Better than falcons of any blood.

Soon, his team had traversed the dry forest and ascended a second slope, where they could see the scattered buildings of a kilometer away, the glimmering waters of the lake, and the withering woods on either side.

The scarab swarm flapped its wings and flew out of the forest, its blue compound eyes expanding and contracting, taking in Karagre not far away.

It was a dead town.

The eroded mud walls, the collapsed traditional mud houses and stalls, and the potholed cobblestone streets are strewn with blood.

There were trampled fruit baskets, flowers, scattered jewelry, and horseshoe prints on the ground, and the people at that time should have evacuated in a hurry.

The buildings in the back are all closed doors and windows, such as the largest white-gray church, the top of which is covered with rust and a corner missing.

On the other side, there is also a richly decorated two-story red house, and the buildings next to it are also beautiful, close to the forest, which seems to be the area where the nobility lived, and there are withered blue vines on it, and the pitch-black insects are eating at it.

Of course, there are also some monsters that move.

The shadows in the corners reveal wriggling carrions that don't like sunlight and curl up.

The red-eyed crows by the eaves flew up and down, they were unusually large, presumably mutated, pecking at the stumps they had picked up.

The scarabs flew around Karagre almost in a circle, and just from the surface, they found one hundred and twenty-seven carrions, ninety-three mutated crows, two black nests, and a gathering place for carrion dogs.

Tang Ze had been sharing the scarab's vision, and he had observed carefully, but he still found no trace of the black-robed man.

It seems that it has to be handed over to someone who is good at this.

He thought helplessly, those black-robed people might use magic and witchcraft to cover up their tracks, and it was difficult to find clues just by looking at them.

It was too far away, and his spirit of perception couldn't do anything.

The reason is that Tang Ze knows nothing about the magical culture of this world.

However, he was prescient, and when he sent the scarab swarm out to investigate, he had Ghost Yat go to Calagre to investigate the situation.

[Oni Yate]'s magical attainments surpass any ordinary human in history, after all, it is a powerful monster.

It is believed that this Lv29 Dark Gold Banishee will give him a satisfactory answer.

Until then, all he had to do was keep the team waiting at the mouth of the forest.

Suddenly, Tang Ze's dark green eyes shimmered.

"You're recovering quickly."

His tone was calm, and his words were not praised, but only the facts.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding monsters held their breath and knelt down standing to show their respect for Tang Ze.

“...”

Nanya, who sat up, felt a slight tremor from the monster beneath her, and she became more and more sure of the guess in her mind.

She first stared at Tang Ze's back with some surprise.

"The Lord of Perdition..."

Nania wanted to grit her teeth and show her anger, such as yelling at the evil avatar in front of her.

Or unswervingly pull out the dagger at his leg and rush over like crazy.

These are normal reactions, at least from the perspective of professional justice.

But she couldn't.

The three words "sinking master" are not even squeezed out of anger between the teeth, but with a little confusion, sadness, and complexity.

Like her helpless, cowardly murmur.

"You..."