【Stone Cemetery】

Due to its proximity to the suburbs due to its departure from the main city, death poured out and enveloped the city, but it did not affect the city in the first place.

Due to the departure of Rubeus, the manager of the cemetery, all the gargoyles here have also been removed, and the entire cemetery is in a state of unsupervised.

At this moment,

A gentleman in charge of security in the surrounding neighborhood ran to the cemetery gate in a panic and asked for refuge.

His right arm seemed to have been completely withered by some kind of erosion, like a dried corpse arm that had been stored for hundreds of years, and was finally uprooted and thrown away by this person for hindering his movements.

The gentleman with the broken arm shouted for help as he ran towards the cemetery.

"Lord Rubeus, help! My friend has come back from the dead epidemic and is hunting me ......"

When he arrived at the cemetery, he found that the gate, which had been closed all the time, was completely open.

He was too panicked to notice that the gargoyle on the porch was gone, but the cemetery manager responded to his pleas, as if he had seen the dawn, and even his speed increased.

But as he ran around the cemetery at a rapid pace, he began to notice that something was wrong.

He had the privilege of visiting the Stonegoyle Cemetery once, and knew that once he stepped inside, he would feel the gaze from all directions, and the gargoyles that inhabited the shadows could tear the intruder to pieces at any moment.

In addition, the cemetery has a stone steward who guides the way at all times, and also serves as a kind of monitoring for outsiders.

But this time there was nothing,

Empty and silent, like stepping into an abandoned cemetery.

Just as the man was stopped by the silence of the cemetery, a hissing sound of air leaking from behind him was heard, and a blonde woman in a tattered costume and full of holes was chasing after him with a twisted pace.

The blonde woman had been his companion and even had a certain affection for each other, and the two were in charge of policing the neighborhood.

【Half an hour ago】

Death spreads, and the blonde woman commits suicide on the spot by accidentally looking up at the sky.

Within ten minutes of her death, a large amount of filth poured out of the nearby sewers, and as long as she could squirm, she flocked to the place where the blonde woman died.

At the same time, a deep black thread of liquid silk arrived, known in the old world as the "Breath of the Plague", which followed the Knights of the Plague, the Reaper. The breath that Rottwiss brought with him.

Ordinary people can't bear it, only the gentlemen can accept such an aura and carry out a completely different [death resurrection].

When the filth of the sewers reshapes her body with the blonde woman's 'last breath', the "Breath of the Plague" immediately rushes into her body, merging her abilities into the power of the dead.

The two of them, who were originally of similar level, only had a few minutes of fighting, and the blonde woman abolished one of the man's arms, and ushered in the current moment of escape.

"Linna! Linna! ”

No matter how much the man shouted, the blonde woman did not respond, and the purpose of her existence was to spread death until Lewinholm became the capital of the dead.

The man had no choice but to keep running until he came to the manager's stone house.

"Mr. Ruber, please help me!"

His request was answered,

Click~ A sound of footsteps came from inside the stone house, but it was not the 'dwarf' in his impression that came out.

Rather, it was a mysterious man wrapped in a black gold-encrusted robe, with an eerie aura, unable to see his face.

"Mr. Ruber is long gone, and this cemetery is under my temporary care, and you will have to pay a sufficient amount of 'grapes' to get my protection."

"What grapes!?"

The man was panicked by the sound of footsteps coming closely.

"The only grape on your face that sparkles and soaks out of juice."

This person is not stupid, and naturally knows what the person in front of him is talking about. Once an important sensory organ such as the eyeball is removed, it is difficult to regenerate and heal itself unless it is Zion's top medical skills.

But in the face of death, eyes are nothing.

His hands quickly touched his eye sockets, and just as he was about to dig out the so-called grapes, the voice of the mysterious man came again: "Keep one for yourself, if I become blind and can't get out of the cemetery, I will have a headache." ”

Swish!

Cut off the nerve while digging it out!

The man gritted his teeth and threw his left eye at the mysterious man.

Syllable! A black-haired arm under the robe grabbed the eyeball steadily.

Turning hands, it was tucked under the hood, and the sound of the orb being bitten and bursting could even be heard.

"Hmm~ Your grape juice is very abundant and pure, it can be seen that it is well maintained, I give this grape 81 points."

By this time, the blonde woman had just taken off, and several arms made of filth had grown out of her back, threatening to crush the man to the ground.

At the critical moment, the mysterious man suddenly lifted his hood, revealing a terrifying face full of eyeballs.

With just one gaze, the blonde woman exploded in the air.

As her headless body fell to the ground, the mystery man raised his right arm again, muttering some ancient spell in his mouth.

Airplanes!

The spell pointed at the spear, and the spiral gray lines shot into the woman's body.

"Flesh Explosion"

Syllable!

The shattered flesh was branded with an ancient inscription, quickly annihilated by the erosion of spells.

The mystery man lifted his smoking fingers, and a smile cracked into the corners of his mouth, "Oh? Is it so powerful...... What a depraved gentleman buried in Cemetery No. 6 - an eyeball collector. Ghimhar.

Wait, what's that?'

His vision allowed him to capture a wisp of black silk like a liquid between the annihilated flesh, and even a kind of ancient picture of death could be glimpsed in it.

"Is this from the Old World? It must only be a small part, and if this substance spreads in large quantities in the city, the city will definitely not be able to keep it.

It's a pity that the remaining value of the stone cemetery has not yet had time to be fully excavated.

William, that guy doesn't know what's going on, don't die in this kind of place~ If the soul dies with it at that time, even if it is buried in the cemetery, it will have no meaning.

Feed! What is your name? ”

With Xiao Grape's inquiry, the other party came back to his senses.

He was somehow stunned by the image of Little Grape, he couldn't understand what the interim manager in front of him was, and his mind was confused by the eyes on his face.

"Idrissa. Marin...... That's right, just call me Marin! ”

"Marin, I need you to do me a favor~ If it is done well, I can give you a better grape, plus free installation."

"What's the busy?"

"Go to the city and look for a man named William. The gentleman of Behrens, bring me alive or dead, can you do it? ”

Little Grape's words contain a kind of coercive thought invasion, which is directly rooted in the person's brain, as irresistible as a categorical imperative.

"I only know ......"

"Let's go."

(End of chapter)