The corridors of the Temple of Ludern were quiet, save for the whistling of the night breeze and the occasional chirping of owls. Shirley walked unhurriedly in the shadows, not making a sound. She passed the guard in the foyer, but the two heavily armed warriors ignored her.

The girl's figure quietly disappeared in the dark and deep doorway, and the two guards suddenly felt a little itchy in their throats, and they reached out to touch it in unison, only to touch a piece of dampness. They opened their mouths to speak, but found that it was dark in front of them, and their heads involuntarily rolled down.

High Priest Tabara sat naked on the edge of the bed, humming a minor tune as he counted the gold coins in his pocket. On the bed behind him, two long smooth legs peeked out of the futon. There was also a bottle of red wine on the table, which was obviously of great value, and half of it had been drunk.

Alcoholism is an inviolable precept for clergy of all sects. However, Lu Deen has always been generous to his followers, as long as he obtains enough profit income, other conditions can be negotiated slowly.

For example, this time, with his three-inch incorruptible tongue, Tabara forcibly took out 200,000 gold coins from the mouths of the group of dead people of the Cursed Sect. This number was enough for him to gain the appreciation of the god of commerce and be directly promoted to the rank of high priest. In such a moment of glory, it is natural to have a little wine to cheer up, and it is natural that this kind of thing with a young and beautiful priestess for a while becomes harmless.

The double company of wine and beauty is certainly an intoxicating pleasure, but for Tabara, the most enjoyable thing for him is the sound of gold coins hitting in his pocket. The business was so lucrative that it could rival the results of his previous ten years of struggle, and it was all settled in gold...... As long as I think about it, I will wake up laughing from a dream.

Tabara took his glass and drank it down, a blush appearing on his round face, which was white and pure. He rubbed his bloodshot rosacea and grinned lewdly and touched his thigh under the covers. Tonight's moonlight was unusually bright, shining through the window and pouring down on the bedside, making the lust in his heart burn more and more.

He stuck out his fat tongue and slowly licked it upwards from his rounded toes. The beauty in the quilt shivered for a while, covered her mouth and laughed. In a few moments, muffled moans and heavy wheezing sounds could be heard in the room.

The black-haired girl silently pushed open the door and couldn't help frowning when she saw the hot battlefield inside. She looked at the filth on the two men, then at the black sword in her hand, shook her head and put her weapon away. She walked up to Tabara's back, pressed the back of his head and pressed it down gently, and the crisp crack of bones was immediately heard from the High Priest's neck. Tabara's fat body collapsed with a bang, and his lower body was like a puff.

The priestess who was crushed under him screamed and struggled desperately, but with her strength she could not move Tabara's heavy body in any way. In order to help her get rid of her suffering as soon as possible, the strength of the girl in black increased by three points, the wooden bed creaked and cracked in the middle, and the screams of the priestess also weakened and quickly disappeared.

Shirley didn't deliberately hide the sound of killing, and the high priest must have already arranged the surroundings when he was doing things, so he didn't need to waste his energy on it. She picked up the bag full of gold coins and left the room.

The moonlight outside the window was still bright, the night was still long, and she had plenty of time to wash the filth.

Under the same moonlight, the barracks outside the Red Rock Ridge were a different scene.

A group of soldiers patrolling the night vigil walked near the morgue, and the leader seemed to hear something, so he motioned for the others to stop, and shouted into the darkness and asked, "Who!

He didn't get an answer, but saw a staggering soldier staggering over.

"Damn, another drunk!" the captain scolded angrily, the military discipline of the city defense of Istalon is extremely strict, but there are always some hairy imps who have not learned a lesson and like to take risks. Stealing a sip of wine during the march would cost you twenty lashes, and this guy obviously didn't drink less.

"Which unit are you from?" the captain asked, raising his sword and tapping the soldier's head, but still received no answer. He sniffed, and suddenly found that the other party did not have the smell of alcohol as he had imagined, but was filled with the stench of decay. By this time the soldier had already walked up to the captain, and the light of the torches shone on his face, revealing a pale and stiff face.

The soldier suddenly burst into attack and pounced forward and bit the captain's shoulder!

By the hapless captain let out a desperate scream, the zombies transformed from the corpses of the war dead had broken through the fence and scattered in all directions. The camp closest to the morgue was the first to be attacked, and the resting soldiers did not expect the enemy to appear from inside the barracks, and before they could resist, they were pounced on by their former comrades-in-arms and frantically bitten.

"Alert! There are enemies!"

"What is the enemy?"

"It's a dead body!

The soldiers who suddenly woke up were unable to distinguish between friend and foe in the dim light, and the fear of the resurrection of the dead made them panic, which eventually turned into chaos in the entire camp. In the unusually bright and dazzling moonlight, the soldiers killed by the zombies quickly turned into new zombies, turned around and began to show their fangs at their colleagues who had just fought side by side.

But...... This illusion of confusion can only go so far.

A pure white light symbolizing life fell from the sky and sprinkled on the most chaotic battlefield, and the zombie attack was paused.

The neat and melodious chants of the Maple Leaf Sisters drifted in the wind, allowing the soldiers who had fallen into a frenzy to gradually regain their composure.

"Get out of the way!"

In the darkness, a white lightning bolt pierced the night sky, and Katyusha, dressed in heavenly arms, rushed straight into the heart of the zombie army, sweeping the corpses of countless teeth and claws like a whirlwind everywhere she went.

In front of the gold-rank princess of the earth, Katyusha's strength could not be shown at all. Now in the face of these zombies, whose combat effectiveness is only slightly better than that of ordinary people, the true strength of the Silver Crusaders has finally been revealed.

With each step Katyusha takes, an aura of expulsion with holy light radiates from her feet, and all the zombies within the range of the aura become sluggish. She wields a heavy double-ended flail from east to west, slaughtering zombies as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

As the lowest-level undead creatures, the zombie's combat power can only reach the level of the Black Iron Warrior at most, and in front of Katyusha, who is infinitely close to the strength of the golden rank, there is no power to resist at all. The magic attached to her body is itself the nemesis of the undead, and it takes almost no effort to clean up these little things.

The battle ended one-sidedly in an instant, and Katyusha summoned a beam of divine fire that burned the carrion and blood on the tower's shield. She glanced at the messy scene around her, and her face couldn't help but become serious.

Due to the existence of plague rumors, the Temple of Life has been keeping an eye on this morgue where the fallen soldiers are placed, and under the repeated purification of the Sisters, the corpses of the soldiers have been treated cleaner than the bacon in the kitchen, and it is theoretically impossible for anything to change. Unless......

"It seems that there are some uninvited guests. ”

Katyusha observed for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, she walked to a pile of corpses that had been smashed into meat sauce by herself, crouched down and picked up a piece of black cloth with a flail.

Although it is no longer possible to restore the truth of this pile of flesh and blood, it is clear that this fine cloth cannot be the clothing of ordinary soldiers. Judging from the traces left at the scene, it seems that two sneaky guys sneaked in here with ulterior motives and turned all the dead into zombies...... Later, I don't know why, so I put myself in.

Katyusha shook her head, completely unable to understand the crazy thoughts of these people.

"Someone else......" Marivian's faint, imperceptible voice came from behind her.

"What did you say?" Katyusha turned her head inexplicably, only to see the Holy Sister looking up at the moon in the sky, with a look of surprise on her face.

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