Lucia glanced at Ifrit condescendingly, and that gaze seemed to say, can you do it?

Ifrit rolled her eyes angrily, and her lips muttered slightly: childish!

Ron understood Lucia's powers.

Lucia, the goddess of the moon.

Although her situation is somewhat special, not to mention having the power of a god, even an ordinary cultivator is inferior, her body is weak, and her combat power is infinitely close to zero.

However, Lucia still retains some of the authority of the moon god.

She can manipulate the moonlight at will, so that all the light bypasses her, then, in the eyes of these guards in front of her, Ron is completely non-existent.

In other words, control the light that enters the eyes of these guards, and project the light reflected by the jungle and weeds farther away into the eyes of the guards, so that what the guards see in front of them is the dense bushes all the time.

This kind of power may not seem very powerful, but it represents an extremely delicate operation that even the Great Sage Christian cannot do.

Lydia and Shalene looked a little surprised, looked at each other, and both walked out of the grass.

Just like Ron and Ifrit, the guards in front of them were completely unaware of them.

It's like they're using invisibility...... No, this effect is more exaggerated than stealth.

Moreover, Sha Lin's invisibility technique can only be used by herself, but she can't bring others to become invisible with her, and she doesn't have the ability to create invisibility magic scrolls.

Taking a deep breath, Ron headed forward again. As they got closer, Ron could even see the small bugs buzzing around the eyes of one of the guards.

However, even though Ron had walked up to the guard, the guard still hadn't noticed Ron's presence.

This time it was much more convenient, Ron made a gesture to a few people behind him, and immediately reached out to wrap his arms around Ifrit's waist, and with a slight touch of his toes, the three figures silently crossed the wall.

Charlene and Lydia followed.

By the light of the moon, Ron judged the direction and then rushed diagonally to the right.

The soles of the feet step on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

Gradually, some resentment could already be felt in the air.

In my ears, I could even hear bursts of sharp wails and screams full of despair.

Most of them are women's voices, mixed with some baby cries, sharp cries, which make the atmosphere of this area even more gloomy.

Lydia and Charin's ears began to echo with this distorted syllable, and the voices became louder and more crazy, and Lydia was an undead witch, and a small pimple appeared on her skin.

How many people have died in this place?

This place, but Granville's royal palace, who would have thought that there would be such a ghostly place in the royal palace?

Don't say it's a palace, even if it's said that this is a mass grave, I'm afraid no one will doubt it.

Lydia finally understood why she couldn't see a single patrolling guard here...... Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even if they are cultivators with good strength, staying in this kind of place for a long time, their consciousness and soul will definitely be eroded, polluted, and finally go crazy.

The resentment here is so strong that it is conceivable that these people must have endured extremely severe torture before they died.

Lydia finally understood why Ron had brought herself to such a place, and this kind of resentful wreckage was the best material for making undead summons.

The speed of several people increased again.

Just in front of Ron, a large tree sprouted a branch.

Ron kept his speed unabated and habitually bowed his head.

And Lucia, who was a little triumphant and condescending, staring at Ifrit, did not notice that the branches were getting closer and closer to her head.

Bang.

Bumped.

The small body flipped in mid-air, and the upside-down onion fell to the ground.

Half of his head was stuck in the soft fallen leaves, and as in the hotel before, a pair of small short legs kept looking at it in mid-air.

Ron's lips were trembling, how many times had this been? Ron couldn't remember it a little bit, so he said that the position on his shoulder was dangerous, but Lucia just didn't believe it.

Under the crooked mask, Lucia pursed her little mouth, looking like she was about to cry.

Ron hurriedly squatted down and hugged Lucia in his arms: "Good, good...... Don't cry, don't cry, next time I'll be careful......"

The little girl didn't cry after all, but she still puffed out her cheeks, her face was unhappy, and her fleshy little hands kept rubbing and rubbing her forehead.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

As soon as Lucia was coaxed, Ron didn't even have time to breathe a sigh of relief, when an ethereal voice slowly sounded in his ears.

"Giggles......

The eerie voice, combined with the eerie atmosphere around him, made Ron feel as if he had been transferred to the set of a horror movie in an instant, his body was agitated, and his hair was raised all over his body.

Looking ahead, a thin white mist began to float in the woods in front of him, hazy, shadowy, and even the moonlight in the sky became fragmented.

The air began to fill with an unbearable stench.

Lucia and Ifrit covered their mouths and noses almost at the same time, the two little girls were the most unacceptable to this smell.

Ron, Shalene, and Lydia looked ahead, only to see a woman lying at the foot of a large tree in front of them, the woman's face was a little pale, and her abdomen was a deep, but very rough crack, and the internal organs seemed to have been hollowed out.

Dark red blood was slowly flowing down the wound.

The woman looked like she had just died, and her belly seemed to be shaking slowly, and then she saw a pair of small hands sticking out of her belly.

The little hand, with only three fingers, and black, ugly nails on the fingers, opened the mother's belly, and a small round body came out of it.

What kind of object is that?

He seemed to be a small child, a newborn baby.

But his scalp was uneven, and his face had no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, and only a mouth that was cracked to the base of his ears.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Giggles......

The small body was lying on the ground, relying on his hands and legs, and crawled slowly in the direction where Ron and the others were.

He still had a long umbilical cord attached to his navel, and between the crawls, a long blood trail dragged out of the ground, and his mouth cracked open with a whining sound.

Rao is Charlene, Ron, and Lydia are all seasoned and good players, and they can't help but tingle their scalps...... It's not that the sense of oppression brought to them by this weird baby is really so strong, it's purely because of the eerie and terrifying atmosphere, which makes people mentally depressed.

Fear is not so much.

Not to mention Lydia, a necromantic witch, Ron, who has a senior priesthood certificate, is the nemesis of this kind of ghostly and evil spirit.

Ron's brow furrowed slightly, and he was about to throw a healing spell on this evil spirit first...... There is no magic better than healing to deal with evil spirits, and there may be more lethal ones, but they are too cost-effective.

The cost of healing is infinitely close to zero, but it can deal exaggerated damage to evil spirits.

But before Ron could mobilize his magic, the strange baby in front of him suddenly stopped, he carried the strange head, obviously there were no eyes, but he could really feel the baby's gaze.

His gaze first fell on Ifrit's.

Then, slowly, it was transferred to Lucia's body.

In the end, it fell on Ron.

I only saw that the original weird, extremely hideous and distorted face suddenly became extremely terrifying, he didn't even dare to continue to stay in place, turned around, and his little arms and legs were desperately pulling on the ground, running as fast as he could, and his mouth was even more whimpering.

As a result, one accidentally tripped over the umbilical cord, and his body immediately turned into a rolling gourd, and the bones rolled out.

With a thud, it hit his mother's body.

This little thing seemed to have understood that he was in a catastrophe, and he simply didn't escape, so he just lay down on the ground, with a loveless expression, as if to say whatever you do, I lay flat.

The changes before and after made Ron dumbfounded, and he couldn't react for a while, who is the evil spirit.

However, Ron soon understood.

Ifrit, although she was seriously injured and her strength did not exist, but she was a dragon after all.

Lucia, the goddess of the moon.

Ron, Senior Certified Priest, also has the heart of the Goddess of Dawn.

Although he is dead, the evil spirit, who is far more sensitive to all aspects of breath than normal humans, may not know the identities of Ifrit, Lucia, and Ron.

But he knew that these three, with the touch of his fingers, could crush him.

If you can't beat it, you can't run away, so it's better to just lie down.

"Do you want to take it?" Ron looked at Lydia next to him and asked in a low voice.

As a Necromancer, there are two main types of beings that can be summoned.

One is corporeal, such as various skeletons, necromantic knights, etc.

One is disembodied, resentful spirits, evil spirits.

The little doll in front of him, although it looks weird and a little scary, is full of resentment, and judging from the reaction just now, it also has quite good wisdom and is suitable for being an evil spirit.

Lydia didn't hesitate for long, and quickly nodded: "Take it." ”

She doesn't pick and choose, and if there is no undead witch with a suitable summon by her side, her combat power will be gone.

Taking a deep breath, Lydia walked towards the child's undead, the little guy saw that it was Lydia who walked in front of him, and seemed to want to resist, but when he saw Ron behind Lydia, he suddenly became honest, lying still, letting Lydia's lips move, reciting an eerie spell, condensing a pitch-black collar in mid-air, wrapping around the neck of the baby evil spirit, and leaving a mark on this evil spirit.

With a single move, the little evil spirit disappeared.

After the evil spirit vanished, the woman on the ground disappeared as well, replaced by a pale skeleton, and next to it, a pile of small, unformed remains.

When he saw this scene, Ron already knew in his heart that this woman should be a certain princess of Holt 474.

Because of the freak, when giving birth, he may die because of dystocia, and he was thrown directly into the back mountain, and the fetus in the womb also died of suffocation due to lack of oxygen.

Looking at the mountain behind him, the rich resentment was almost about to turn into a rolling thick cloud, blocking the moonlight overhead.

For so many years, I don't know how many magicians have been sucked dry by Holt 474...... I don't know how many princesses who died in childbirth, and princes and princesses who died of suffocation, were dumped here.

Holt 474, really deserved to do all the bad things.

Ron was a little skeptical, was Delores really this guy's daughter?

How could such a twisted and evil thing give birth to such an excellent daughter as Delores?

He can't really be hatted, right?

Thank you for your reward, and thank you for your support.

(End of chapter)