In the drunken dream salon.

Dressed in masks and flamboyantly dressed aristocrats still enjoy crazy, depraved, erosive and dark parties.

Music, laughter, whipping, swearing, mixed with moaning, screaming, crying, begging for mercy.

However, just as the nobles were indulging in beastly indulgences, the crystal lamps in the hall suddenly flickered, and blood-colored mist surged up from the cracks in the floor......

With one after another sharp and resentful cries, countless twisted resentful spirits poured into the hall, rushing towards one after another bright-looking nobles!

The nobles who were enjoying themselves didn't have time to react, and they were swarmed by the hideous resentful spirits, tearing at the flesh and soul.

Screams suddenly rang out in the hall, and the Drunken Dream Salon quickly fell into chaos.

"What?! What is this?! ”

"Ahhh My hand...... My hand......! ”

"Evil spirits! They are evil spirits! ”

"Don't come here! Don't come here! ”

"Ah——!h

The wraiths wandered around, taking revenge on the nobles in the halls.

Thousands of revenants attacked at the same time, and the nobles who were caught off guard had no time to resist, and some of those who did not have extraordinary strength or did not rank were quickly torn to pieces......

However, if you look closely, you will see that the attacks of these revenants are not unruly.

The girls in the cages and the girls who played the music were also in fear, but they were not attacked.

Their objectives...... Only the presence of the aristocracy.

"Fuck off! You filthy things! ”

Some powerful nobles in attendance were quick to react.

Ignoring their clothes, they took up arms to engage the wraiths, but their counterattack soon provoked even more anger from the wraiths, who were immediately swarmed by countless wraiths.

"Ahhhh

With a terrible scream, a powerful nobleman whose strength almost touched the second order of the Silver Moon was directly bitten into a pile of minced meat under the siege of hundreds of resentful spirits......

Looking at the manor that turned into purgatory on earth in an instant, Jordan, the son of the Earl of Gaston, who served as the auctioneer, was stunned.

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With an exclamation, Ruoerdan's expression was frightened, and his legs were weak.

He gritted his teeth and crawled out of the hall, but soon felt something grab him back......

Ruordan trembled slightly, turned back stiffly, and saw a female corpse with empty eyes crawling on the ground, sharp nails embedded in his flesh, dark eyes flowing with blood and tears facing his eyes, and a hoarse and terrifying voice:

"What if...... You...... Dan ......"

Jordan's eyes widened suddenly.

He recognized it, it was the first time he participated in the drunken dream salon, because he hated the purity of the other party's eyes, so he gouged out the other party's eyes......

Grabbing him by the hind legs, more wraiths crawled towards him.

And when he saw through the black mist of the resentful spirit, saw the distorted cheeks under the spirit, and saw those familiar girls, he finally understood what was happening:

She ...... They! It's ...... them! ”

"They're alive! They're coming for revenge! ”

"Don't ...... Don't! I...... I was wrong......! I was wrong! ”

Ruordan collapsed to the ground, feces and urine coming out, and sobbing was flowing.

He looked horrified at the wraiths crawling towards him, begging for mercy.

But no one listened to him.

The wraiths swarmed him and drowned him in the darkness.

"Ah......h

He just let out a terrible scream, and soon ...... There was no sound at all.

……

Dungeon study.

The pool of magic is destroyed by Sebas, and Count Tulip, who has completely lost his extraordinary powers, turns pale.

He watched vigilantly at the motionless blood servant outside the door, and at the same time endured the severe pain of the destruction of the pool of magic power, little by little, he used the knife he had hidden to cut the rope behind him.

However, just as he was halfway through, he heard a faint scream coming from above.

His movements paused slightly, and he quickly lowered his head, and at a faster pace, began to untie the rope on his body.

And just as the tulips were about to succeed, a black mist gradually spread in the study, and one after another ghosts slowly emerged from the ceiling, from the walls, and from the cracks in the doors......

The spirits are gathering more and more......

By the time Count Tulip finally regained his freedom, the entire study was almost filled with evil spirits.

Before the joy of regaining his freedom was mentioned, Count Tulip, who raised his head, saw the distorted and terrifying figures that surrounded the black mist.

Looking at the "girls" with hideous faces, his expression froze on his face.

Pulling out a smile with difficulty, he muttered dryly:

"Original...... That's right. ”

In the next second, the wraiths howled in unison and swarmed up, completely drowning him......

……

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night in Boulder.

With the outbreak of monstrous resentment, almost the transcendents of the entire city of Boulder sensed it and looked at the place where the outer city and the western city met.

And among them, especially the priests and the clergy of the Church, feel it the most.

In their perceptions, the astonishing resentment erupted like a volcano, gushing out and almost obscuring the sky......

As for the manor where the Drunken Dream Saloon is located, it has been completely engulfed in black aura.

On the ground, the demon hunter who had discovered the problem had already taken action, rushing towards the place where the resentment broke out as fast as possible.

Someone is faster, though.

In the eastern part of the city, in the direction of the cathedral and the ducal palace, two powerful aurtures have risen successively.

In the night, two meteors rose into the sky, rushing in the direction of the outbreak of resentment.

It was the Grand Priest Lenas and Andrei, Duke of Boulder.

"Where did the necromancer come from? How dare you summon the undead in Boulder City?! ”

The faster Grand Priest looked furious.

He was furious, really angry.

He's preparing for the officiating priesthood!

The death of the Great Knight aside, it was a power beyond the blazing sun.

As long as he operates it properly and hits him backwards, even if he finds an evil god resurrection above, it does not necessarily blame him.

But if the evil thing such as the plague of the dead breaks out again in Boulder City at this time, his dream of the main priest will really be in danger.

The Grand Priest was anxious and angry, eager to rush to the scene immediately and cut the necromancer who was causing the trouble with a thousand knives.

However, as he approached the place where his anger had erupted, he soon fell into suspicion again.

Wait a minute......

This direction......

Don't...... Is it a drunken dream salon?!

It is not without a high priest that he has attended the salon with a hidden identity.

As the umbrella of the Drunken Dream Salon, of course he knew that there was a shadow of the Blood Demon Order in it.

The Great Priest's expression changed suddenly.

The scourge of the undead is no more.

If the secret of the Drunken Dream Salon is thus revealed, and if his relationship with the Drunken Dream Salon is made public, then his main sacrifice dream will really be shattered!

Be quick......

It has to be fast!

He must kill this necromancer who doesn't know which tendon to convuls, before everyone else, and then completely destroy the secrets of the Drunken Dream Salon!

Feeling the aura of the Duke's Palace getting closer and closer, the Grand Priest took a deep breath and hurried towards the place of the incident at a faster speed.

However, as soon as he came to the scene, he suddenly braked sharply and looked at the resentful manor in disbelief.

As a priest, he could see more than the average transcendent......

In the midst of that monstrous resentment, he felt a familiar aura.

The breath, the vicissitudes, the ancient, the deep, the dark.

Make him tremble, make him frightened.

It was the aura of the evil god he sensed from the Holy Emblem destroyed by the Great Knight Erde!

The High Priest swallowed with difficulty, trembling as he opened his eyes of faith that could look directly into the power of the gods.

Immediately afterward, he saw that in the black evil aura, the dazzling crimson light was like a blood moon hanging high!

Demon!

The ...... that caused this scourge of the dead It's the evil god who came!

That evil god is now in the manor of the Drunken Dream Salon!

Realizing the culprit of the scourge of the undead, the Great Priest's face turned pale in an instant.