The title is wrong, it should be 'Paris's Despair (Part I)', please bear with me

There was silence again, until a faint "click" was heard, and Paris finally opened the compartment: 'I'm open, Master Kyleus!' I think I'll be able to hold on for a while, but not for long......

Kylelius naturally understood the meaning of the nun's words, and hoped that he and the others would rush over to support her as soon as possible. Kyrlius made a decision as he looked at Garra, who was limp on the ground, at his skin that had almost been eroded by the negative energy.

The priest turned to the Count and Dafanie and said, "Your Excellency, this guy will be left to you, this is a traitor to your family, I think you will be happy to help me deal with him on my behalf." ”

"What about you, Father, has something happened again?" said the Earl, who was stunned for a moment, and then asked nervously.

"No, just a few minor troubles, I'm sure they'll be resolved soon. Kylelius said nonchalantly.

"But I think you'll be with Viscount Rick and Viscount Fisher as soon as possible, and this small trouble is likely to turn into a big one. Kylelius said with a hint of sorrow.

When the Count was about to inquire further, Kellius had already left with Cheryl and Bellamy in the direction of the church.

Kylelius thought about something as he moved rapidly. He couldn't figure out why there would be a secret passage behind this painting, and it was not discovered by himself and others. 'What the hell is it for?' thought the priest.

That's actually the way it happened, long before Paris came last year. Da Kell began to prepare for this operation.

As the lifeblood of the Frontier Legion, this town is naturally a very important target for the shadows who target the entire western part of the kingdom, and capturing or paralyzing it is very meaningful for their operations to supply the Frontier Legion.

But because there is enough defense in this place, it is impossible to attack head-on, although it takes some time to take it, but what they lack most is time. After all, this is not the Shadows' lair or the main force range, and the amount of power they can deploy is not much, so they can only carry out this kind of raid.

And such a surprise attack. The most important thing is to accomplish the goal quickly. Then the assault is not good. Then you can only raid from the inside. Dismantling enemies from within has always been a specialty of the Shadows, and deception, assassination, and sabotage all allow them to achieve a quick victory.

And to dismantle the enemy from within, it is necessary to have a large number of men in the town. But because of the tension and the close attention of the Order Church and other churches. So they can't get more people here.

Then the only way. That is, before or near the start of the battle. Put the forces into it. In order to do so, it is necessary to connect the passages inside and outside the town, that is, secret passages.

And the secret passage in the church. It's clear that the shadows were laid out in advance. After all, no one would have thought that such an important secret was hidden behind that worthless painting, and that everyone except Father Tom had managed to be tricked by them.

The painting was actually a dark line by a Dacker a few years ago, donated to the Church by Sir Jane Sissoko. Although it was not of much value, Father Tom hung him on the wall that Sissoko had designated, and he never moved.

After all, it is donated by a believer who often comes to the church, and it is not easy to treat the dilapidated Banji church casually.

But it was this inconvenient treatment that made Father Tom, who usually had nothing to do in the church, realize that something was wrong. During a long-awaited cleaning, Father Tom discovers a secret hidden behind the painting.

Of course, this is something that Kellius would not have known. But he figured out another question, that is, to ask what was not noticed by himself and others about the anomaly behind the painting.

There's nothing wrong with the painting itself, but there must be something wrong with the frame, and since it can stop Cheryl and me from detecting, it means that it's made of materials that block magic. After all, my pseudo-'gifts' and magic, as well as Cheryl's gifts, are all supported by magic, so naturally I can't detect the mysteries. The more Kyrlius thought about it, the more certain he felt.

But the only thing that puzzled Kellius was what kind of insulation material could shield magic so perfectly. But soon, Kyrlius had the answer.

'Chlorite!' Kylelius exclaimed inwardly. When he realized the forbidden demon material, he immediately realized in his mind that this kind of 'horse martial arts' knight armor was used to make the same need for forbidden demons.

At that time, Kylelius did not notice any obvious abnormalities, only that the emission of magic power was limited, and now that I think about it, the painting also used this principle.

At this point, Bellamy interrupted Kylelius' thoughts. He reminded the priest in a low voice: "Father, is the church in our bureau a little far away?" Why don't we use teleportation to go back, I'm afraid Mother Paris won't last long. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the first thing that greeted him was not the answer of Kyleus, but the glaring of the wild elf maiden, who was annoyed by his meddling.

However, this did not affect the movements of Kyleus, and when he heard this, he immediately stopped his body and praised Bellamy, who made the suggestion: "Well said, Bellamy! I was thinking about other things just now, and I forgot that there was a faster way to move." ”

As he spoke, Kyrlius set up the 'teleportation' in place. Although this magic trick just now caused Kylelius to be seriously injured, it was only because of insufficient preparation. Now that he had enough time to prepare, Kyrlius naturally didn't miss again, and the magic was well prepared.

With a flash of white light, the three of them disappeared in an instant.

Paris on the other side, at this time, she is accurately killing the zombies coming up from the narrow staircase one by one. Following the weaknesses offered by Kyrlius, Paris managed to hold on with little damage.

Despite this, Paris did not relax at all, although unscathed, her physical strength and magic were definitely depleted. As a stalker, Paris, even with the vampire's magic and physical strength, can only hold on for more than ten minutes.

In this way, it was because Kyleus's scrolls and potions helped her recover and strengthen, and the 'secondary potions' and 'agility potions' allowed her combat effectiveness to continue and strengthen.

But at the beginning of encountering a large number of undead creatures, Paris wasted a lot of physical strength and magic in a panic, and now it was time for her to swallow the bitter fruit.

'Damn, this number is endless!' Paris grumbled inwardly as she looked at the dozens of corpses on the ground, and then at the hordes of zombies showing no signs of abating.

This is the only way to use it, and this is the last scroll. Tasha's laughter didn't think about this kind of unintelligent creature, and it didn't even work at the critical moment. Paris thought as she looked at the only two scrolls left on her body.

After killing one more zombie that stepped forward, Paris summoned what little magic she had left, and activated the technique on it, the acid mist technique. As the magic fluctuated, a thin gust of green gas quickly gushed out from it, and continued to pour towards the nun and the zombies who were still downstairs.

With the envelopment of gas, the zombies were damaged unimaginably, and they were almost instantly enveloped by the magic of the advent faction of the Six Rings, without the power of magic. The gas formed by the strong acid gradually covered them, and the zombies immediately let out a miserable howl.

Strong acids corrode their rotten skin and burrow into their bodies through their ears, noses, and mouths, destroying their interiors and even their brains. With the simultaneous decay of the surface and the interior, gradually a large number of zombies died again.

But the situation is still not optimistic, after a while, when the green fog clears, the scene presented is not the scene of corpses everywhere as expected, but a large number of new zombies have appeared on the corpses, and zombies are still pouring out behind the paintings.

'Huh...... It seems that my last thing is to be devoured by this group of irrational corpses?' The Blood Baroness thought desperately as she looked at the zombies that kept emerging.

At this time, the nun, who had almost no other means, imagined the scene of her defeat at the hands of this group of zombies. The beautiful skin was torn apart inch by inch, the dazzling blonde hair was sprinkled on the ground, and the beautiful face was ruthlessly destroyed.

The boobs and buttocks that fascinate all the opposite sex, as well as the pair of powerful legs, will be devoured into the fishy mouths of these monsters like ordinary minced meat, filling their stomachs that seem to never be filled.

She felt a strong sense of discomfort at the thought that her body, which had always been very complacent, was about to be devoured by the animals like rotten meat in the feed mill. For her beauty, this is something more terrifying than death.

Paris, who was hovering in fear and despair like this, finally exhausted her last strength under the wheel battle of a large number of zombies. Her long golden hair obscured her beautiful face, revealing only a blood-red look of despair.

'The great vampire viscount has been devoured by a bunch of garbage worse than ghouls, and there is probably no more gaffe nobleman of the night than me. Paris smiled poignantly, laughing at herself as she greeted the end of her long life.

But that's just what she thinks, and that's not the case. Just as the zombies' foul-mouthed mouths and claws were about to touch her beautiful skin, another scream came from behind the zombie group, at the entrance to the church.

No, not just one, to be exact, but one after another, or even several dozens of screams at the same time, accompanied by several loud explosions from time to time. (To be continued......)