The oak trees in the forest were covered with white rime, and the cold wind blew away a layer of ice mist in front of Surdak's eyes, and he just saw the scythe in the ghost's hand cut off the left arm of the Bird tax officer, and the blade was on the chest of the Bird tax officer. The slash not only completely destroyed the leather armor on his body, but also cut a long-length wound on his chest horizontally, and blood gushed out of his body, staining the linen shirt of the tax collector of Bird at once.

The Bird tax collector glanced at the ghost in front of him with a frightened expression, and then turned his head to look at Miss Hoyle who was safe and sound, and he seemed to want to smile at Miss Hoyle at this time, but the sharp pain from the wound caused him to rush to a burst of intense vertigo, and his body shook slightly, and he fell on his back.

Miss Hoyle's screams seemed to be heard in her ears, and there was a hint of concern in her incomparably complex eyes, which was the last image of the Bird tax collector before he closed his eyes, and then he fell into endless darkness and cold.

……

The icy blue soul fire in the ghost eye sockets of the undead has been manifesting in the crowd for too long, and if it does not retreat into the fog, it will be in great danger for it, and it is very annoyed that it has not been able to kill its target in one fell swoop.

Horror and fear are like nourishment, constantly converging into the body from all sides, making its body more solid, the bone sickle in its hand also grows sharp bone spurs on the surface, black runes appear on the skeleton, those in the crowd have been frightened, when it spreads its arms and sweeps upward, it is like a white bird with wings ready to fly.

Just before it was about to escape and avoid the thick fog, there was a burning sensation behind it, a breath that made its soul fire tremble.

It sensed danger and wanted to get out of the fight quickly.

It lunged upward, and the aura of fear that made it behind it pierce its body.

The ghost stopped suddenly, it turned and rushed towards the knight chasing after it, enduring the holy light on the knight's weapon, and let out a deafening scream in front of him, a huge energy ring was released from the ghost's body, like countless ghosts rushing out of the ghost's body, those souls burrowed into the bodies of the people around them, and the faces of those people were immediately covered with a layer of cyan death, and everyone's faces became hideous, as if another ghost wanted to occupy their bodies.

People grabbed their throats, their eyes kept bulging outward, their bodies curled up into shrimp shapes, and their limbs involuntarily showed various strange twists.

But the ghost found that the knight in front of him was indifferent at all......

It had thought that the knight would be able to feel the impact of the remnants like those around him, but the pendant on the knight's chest glowed like the sun, blocking all the ghosts that tried to rush into his body, and even the group behind the knight were spared.

The long sword exuding a divine aura in the knight's hand has already picked open the already fragile body, it even feels that it can't even hold the scythe in its hand, the body is constantly dissipating, and the ice blue soul fire seems to be pulled by some powerful force, little by little out of the ghost's body, and is sucked into the weapon that emits holy light......

The ghost did not appear to be made of bones, and after it completely vanished, there were no broken bones scattered on the ground, only a white hedron falling to the ground.

……

Surdak saw the ghost rushing into the crowd and quickly chased after it, but the ghost rushed into the crowd as fast as lightning, and he saw the ghost look at Mrs. Christie, and chase Miss Hoyle, and finally cut down the Bird tax collector in a pool of blood, and then the ghost tried to escape into the fog above his head.

Of course, Surdak couldn't let the ghost go easily, otherwise when the ghost reappeared, it was likely that someone would fall under the ghost's scythe.

He chased after him hard, and stabbed the shining saber in his hand into the ghost's body, but he didn't expect the ghost to suddenly turn around and let out a sharp howl, Surdak only felt that his spirit had become trance, and countless remnants rushed out of the ghost's body, but when those remnant souls rushed to Surdak, the sober pendant hanging on his neck actually emitted a dazzling light, which not only cleared his mind, but even countless ghosts that rushed over were blocked by the lucid pendant, and some even disappeared directly.

Of course, Surdak would not let go of this opportunity, and directly stabbed the shining saber into the ghost's body, the feeling was like a red-hot iron pierced into a candle, the ghost kept melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dead qi slowly dispersed, and a white crystal nucleus the size of a thumb actually fell to the ground.

The ghost was killed by Surdak, and all the ghosts around him were reduced to nothing, and a dozen crazy self-harming people around him immediately came to their senses.

Karl swung his sword to block a skeleton soldier in time, but Llewellyn beside him was not so lucky, before he could wake up, a skeleton soldier rushed up and cut open his lower abdomen, at this moment his internal organs were already flowing all over the ground, he came to his senses and saw his bloody internal organs hanging outside his body, Baron Llewellyn let out a cry of almost despair, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and suddenly fell to his knees.

He looked at Karl beside him, looked at Surdak not far away, and wanted to call for help to Surdak, but when he opened his mouth, countless blood gushed out of his throat, and his eyes looked straight into the thick fog, and he swallowed his last breath.

When Surdak strode in, he could only split the skeletal soldier's head in half with a single sword, and a wisp of soul fire merged into the Shining Saber again, perhaps because the holy light emitted from the Shining Saber obscured the process of absorbing the soul fire, and almost no one noticed this, only Surdak felt that the other power that had been dormant in his body seemed to be growing.

Surdak helped Carl deal with the other skeleton soldier in front of him, and picked up the unconscious Bird Tax Collector, he struggled to let the power of the Holy Light pour into the Shining Saber, and a dazzling light erupted from the blade, and then a pillar of light fell on the Bird Tax Collector's body, Surdak felt that this holy light was healing the Bird Tax Collector, and all he had to do now was to bandage the wound of the Bird Tax Collector, after all, the Bird Tax Collector had an arm cut off by a ghost.

Miss Hoyle retrieved the arm from the snow, which had become a little stiff, and Surdak could not attach his arm at this time, so he could only do some simple hemostatic treatment, and after hastily bandaging the wound on his broken arm and chest with a hemostatic bandage, he handed over the Bird tax collector to Miss Hoyle and Mrs. Christie to take care of.

He rejoined the battle against the skeleton soldiers, at this time the skeleton soldiers had rushed into the crowd, Carl stopped a skeleton soldier, but was cut by the skeleton soldier with an axe and fell to his knees, just at the critical moment, a phantom of a forest gray wolf appeared behind him, and his body seemed to regain a force, when the sharp axe in the skeleton soldier's hand swung away, and with the power of the counterattack, pierced into the skeleton soldier's eye socket, extinguishing a soul fire of the skeleton soldier.

Surdak then arrives and scatters the skeleton soldier with a single sword.

"You're a good sword!" Karl looked with some envy at the shining saber in Surdak's hand.

Surdak grinned: "I bought ...... from the White Elephant Trading House"

The two of them didn't have time to say anything more, Darcy. Christie was chopped back a few steps by a skeleton and an axe, if it wasn't for Surdak holding her in time, I'm afraid she would have fallen to the ground, a magic crystal shield that emerged from her hedgehog crystal lion skin armor blocked the skeleton soldier's axe for her, and there was a faint layer of magic flowing on the entire light leather armor, if it weren't for Darcy. Christie is wearing this magic pattern makeup, I'm afraid she has been injured.

At this time, just activating the defensive circle on the magic pattern construct was enough to save Darcy. Christie, this made Surdak feel the effect of a magic pattern structure.

……

While Surdak's side was in a bitter battle, the Knight of Holden was not easy, but he was always in the most dangerous places.

A skeleton soldier broke through Christie's guard line and knocked down a noblewoman, the knight of Holden rushed over in time, held up the long sword in his hand to stop the skeleton soldier, and saved the noblewoman in the hands of the skeleton soldier, he wanted to charge up and burst the strength to force the skeleton soldier back, at this moment, another ghost that had been hiding in the shadows suddenly flashed from behind the knight of Holden, and a scythe turned into a white light and pierced the back of Holden's heart.

The sharp scythe easily pierced through the armor of the Holden Knight, and the sharp tip of the scythe emerged from his chest, and a stream of blood splattered out.

Knight Holden forcibly turned around, and a knight's figure became extremely clear from behind him, he looked at the scythe on his chest, without showing any panic, as if he saw a very funny thing, he grinned at the ghost in front of him, the ghost's scythe seemed to be stuck in Knight Holden's body, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't pull the scythe out of Knight Holden's body.

However, with his last breath, Holden smashed the ice-blue soul fire in the ghost's skull with the long sword in his hand, and the two jumping flames were extinguished, and the ghost's body turned into a wisp of green smoke in the mist, and a white spar fell to the ground.

Knight Holden killed the second ghost, but the price was so great that he fell to the ground almost at the same time as the ghost.

After the two ghosts hiding in the shadows were killed, the situation gradually turned around, although there were still skeletons crawling out of the frozen ground, but the Christie Manor guards and nobles rebuilt the defensive line, some nobles who were afraid to participate in the war at first also took up arms, and even Leonard swordsmen stood in the ranks of resistance, and the situation finally stabilized.

After dropping a dozen corpses, the team once again wrapped up the women and the wounded in the direction of the Ice Lake Manor.

Karl looked pained at Baron Llewellyn, who was lying on the ground and his body was beginning to stiffen, feeling deep remorse for his friend's death.

The corpse of the Knight of Holden was also gradually engulfed by the thick fog......

……

A pair of large pale hands sewed the young nobleman's head from the back with bloodstained silk threads, the knuckles were almost covered with a layer of oily skin wrapped around the bones, and between the fingers was a bone needle, he sewed the young nobleman's head back to the neck, and then drew an inverted triangle symbol on the nobleman's forehead with his bloodstained hands.

He flipped the frozen corpse of the young nobleman, sliced through the leather armor on his body with a dagger, and drew a strange symbol with the remaining blood.

The cold wind made him feel the biting cold, and the corners of his mouth showed an intriguing wry smile, he turned his head and tried to look at the sky of the Rasma Temple through the mist, but unfortunately the darkness in the cold night completely shrouded everything, he knew that he had come out too far, the Green Empire did not have the Rasma Temple, and this mission was a hundred times more difficult than before, but he had a firm belief in his heart, and he kept chanting unintelligible language.

In the blink of an eye, he had painted the young nobleman's corpse with symbols, and then he re-fastened the buttons of the leather armor, and drew a magic circle on the spot, he knelt beside the circle, folded his hands, and chanted a tedious spell in a deep voice, just after his spell ended, the nobleman's body lying on the ground was like a marionette with countless thin threads bolted, and it moved little by little.

The aristocratic corpse rose from the ground, hands almost below the knees, but still able to stagger.

He was wrapped in a shabby blanket, with a cone hat covering his face on top of his head, his figure was tall and thin, and there was even a hint of unnaturalness when he walked, and behind him were a dozen noble corpses, but those severed limbs had been carefully stitched together by him, and each noble corpse was covered with blue nets, and only when you looked closely could you find that those pale blue nets were all souls of fire that were constantly flowing.

He chased the blood left on the ground in this mist, and when the two thin threads of soul wrapped around his body disappeared little by little, he stopped in some distress.

Those two ghosts were still caught on the ghost ship of the Endless Sea, and they had followed them for so long, but they didn't expect to sink and dissipate here.

He stepped on the severed hand, bent down with great difficulty, and picked it up from the ground.

A sense of emptiness came from the sea of spirits, and he knew that this hunt had to stop, and he smashed his fist on the oak tree with some chagrin, and he was only a little close to succeeding.

He pulled a copper whistle out of his magic belt bag and blew it in his mouth, but there was no sound......

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At the edge of the oak forest, the skeleton soldiers who were still chasing the team suddenly stopped, and then they retreated towards the forest without any hesitation, and the retreat was so crisp and decisive that Surdak was also slightly stunned.

Walking out of the oak forest, the thick fog finally became much thinner, without the pursuit of the skeleton soldiers, everyone supported but a few wounded, quickly hid in Christie's manor, returned to the manor to count the number of people, only to find that nearly a third of the nobles could not get out of the oak forest, and the other guests and maids who remained in the manor were frightened by the tragic situation in front of them.

Almost everyone in the manor sprang into action and began to treat the injured members.

At the same time, four guards rushed out of the manor on horseback and galloped away overnight in the direction of Sea Blue City......