Corpse Wetlands, Border City A.

After the war, this lonely city is devastated, as if the Eight-Nation Coalition had taken a day trip here. The floor tiles on the street were upturned to reveal the black and yellow wet earth. The shops were ruined. Piles of rotten wood and rags dominated the intersection, crackling and billowing black smoke rising. As soon as the wind blew, the smell of smoke wafted all over the city, and the smoke made people sick.

Qingyi walked in this deserted city, opened the [Starry Night Gate], and called for the undead creatures who did not want to sleep forever. When Orquila was converted into a corpse wetland, the system refreshed 600,000 necromantic NPCs, and the number of dead people that could be summoned became fewer, so now Qingyi can only summon a thousand low-level ghosts. But he is not too little, anyway, these two thousand people are all cannon fodder. When he reached the border, a large group was scattered behind him, and there were fifteen hundred of them who had been recruited from the road.

The patrol of the Yastant border guards naturally spotted him, but instead of rushing up directly, they retreated at full speed. It seems that they have long been ordered by the Bald Eagle not to fight in the Necronomicando.

Qingyi didn't chase after him, but said to himself: "Okay, you can come out." ”

A bloody mouth flashed in front of his eyes, about to devour himself completely.

From this moment on, the sound of insects and birds within a radius of ten miles disappeared. In the yin wind that suddenly appeared, the white bone tyrant walked step by step. Something more terrible than death has awakened and is about to invade Astant.

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Astant, the capital.

In the elegant Lancelot's mansion, the melodious sound of the piano often wafts out, attracting passers-by to stop and listen. It was well known that Master Lancelot was fond of music, and was good at the lyre, and that he had to play it every day for his own amusement, and no one was allowed to disturb him in any way. Once, when His Majesty came to meet Lord Lancelot playing for something, he stood outside the gate and waited. This incident was cited as a good story, and won His Majesty the reputation of "respecting the sage".

At this time, Lancelot's student, Oliver Quinn, was also standing respectfully in the room like His Majesty the King, only separated by a bamboo curtain from the teacher. The bamboo curtain is evergreen, and there are gaps in it, and a figure can be seen gently caressing the strings, and the sound of the piano flows from under his fingers like a gurgling spring. Listen, listen, and my heart drifts to the clouds, and I can no longer remember the disturbances of the world......

After a long time, the song ends, and the aftermath lingers. The man behind the curtain did not put away the lyre, but still put it on his lap, but asked, "What is the man Jonny?" ”

"Strong character, like a one-handed sword, easy to break." Oliver bowed his head.

"What did you learn from him?" The man behind the bamboo curtain asked again.

"I've learned to be ruthless, resolute, and determined." Oliver Road.

"What should you pay attention to yourself?"

"Can't be controlled by bloodlust, stay true to nature, dilute nature." Oliver Road.

The man behind the bamboo curtain bowed: "Very good." Go ahead. ”

Oliver stepped out of the room and heard the music coming from behind him, like a brook jumping in a mountain stream. He immediately adjusted his breathing, and left the room in tune with the notes and beats. His eyes were soft, his smile was gentle, and he walked through the city with a bookish air.

Downstairs in the Temporary Heresy Investigation Department, the Knights of the Inquisition, dressed in silver armor and riding white horses, were already waiting there. They didn't seem to delay even a minute, praying and eating bread on horseback, and so did they solve the breakfast problem. The head of the regiment, Jonny, chewed without saying a word, and his cheeks had the edges and corners of steel, rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

Oliver was not greeted by anyone, and he was not angry, but only found a yellow horse and sat down. When they had eaten, they rode out of the city and hurried to the neighboring town. The heresy in the capital has basically been cleared, and it is estimated that the next place to go is the focus of the crackdown.

"Why do you always have to be late?" Jonny relaxed his shoulders and let the horse run wild, his body rising and falling with the momentum.

"I have to listen to my teachers every day." Oliver is not a knight, but his riding skills are quite exquisite, and his posture and bearing are rhythmic, but Jonny seems to be vulgar on the side.

Jonny was silent for a few minutes and asked, "What kind of person is he?" ”

"The teacher is known as the elegant Lancelot, what do you think he is like?" Oliver smiled.

“……”

Jonny had to ask, "Why does he keep refusing to see me?" ”

"Because you have too many desires, too many ambitions, and your heart is polluted. Teachers don't like people like you. ”

"The world is full of desires and ambitions." Jonny grinned, and his smile was unsightly.

"So......" Oliver looked ahead and smiled faintly, "the teacher hasn't been out for fifty years." ”

Jonny nodded thoughtfully, and after a while, he asked, "Are there any strange things in the capital?" ”

"Strange things? No, the residents are happy, they are happy, everything is normal. Oliver is a smart person, and he knows the other party's true meaning after scrutiny, and he can't help frowning slightly: "There are necromantic creatures in the capital?" ”

"On the night I went to visit Lancelot, I sensed a source of death energy that was more powerful than the Necromantic King."

Oliver's face became even more solemn: "Hero? ”

"It should be. When I searched more closely, I couldn't find it again, and ordinary necromantic creatures couldn't do that. Jonny said lightly, turning his face: "What clues do you have?" ”

"That night, the teacher said to me, 'Don't startle the snake,' and I didn't understand it for a long time, so he was referring to ......."

Both of them were silent, each with their own thoughts.

In order to cooperate with the "Knights of the Iron Hoof" in their search for heresy, the roads of Astante have long been blocked, restricting the movement of people. Every time he passed through the checkpoint, Oliver had to dismount and patiently deliver the official documents for inspection and complete the formalities before he could continue his journey. Jonny wasn't in a hurry, sitting on horseback waiting for Oliver, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.

When I came to the town, I found out a lot of heresy. Jonny also discovers that several wells in the town have been poisoned! The poison is the "vicious saliva water" made by the necromancy, and even if it is mixed with well water in a ratio of one to one, it is extremely toxic, and if people and animals drink it, it can become a living dead in less than ten days and a half months. The inhabitants already have a lot of toxins in their bodies, and those who are weak have already shown the first symptoms of semi-undead creatures. The town's guard brigade was ignorant of the incident and almost caused a tragedy.

In order to stop the heresy in other towns in time, Jonny sent his subordinates to split up, and then pointed to the bound Twilight clergy and said to Oliver, "You can kill them, right?" ”

"Kill." Oliver's face was extremely ugly, and he could see that he was also angry: "Whoever dares to kill his compatriots does not deserve the protection of Astant." ”

Jonny smiled happily. He took the hammer staff, methodically smashed the heads of his captives, poured holy water on the fire of his soul, and then admired their screams and curses. In a short time, dozens of corpses were at his feet, all of them inhuman. Oliver was not as interested as he was, writing reports, having guards escort the Twilight cultists, and asking the capital to send a medical team. The necromancy of the inhabitants has been "purified" by the Knight of Judgment, but the toxins in the well water still need a large amount of potion to neutralize, and this must be done by the medical team.

The two of them rounded a town (which had just been cleared by a few Knights of the Judges) and rode to the next town. This time, the heresy encountered was even more rampant, with about a dozen people taking more than 100 hostages in an organized manner, and even the guards could not do anything about them. As soon as the two quasi-heroes arrived, the problem was solved, and all the heretics died, except for three hostages who were slightly injured.

"Despicable necromantic creatures dare to attack civilians......" Oliver said. He deserves the name of "elegant man", and he is not aggressive even when he is angry, and his eyes are like corundum.

That's why they are called 'despicables.'" In order for them to survive, it doesn't matter if they are ten thousand times more despicable. Jonny licked her lips.

After lunch, the two continued on their way. I have to say that Bald Eagle is quite precautionary, and he has long been looking for Jonny to cooperate in order to extinguish many fires; If the "Knights of the Iron Hoof" don't help, maybe Astante will be attacked from within by the Twilight Sect, and they will save themselves from fighting.

On the way, a horse-drawn carriage slowly approached.

"Go up and have a look." Jonny said to Oliver, and without waiting for the other party's consent, he grabbed the horse's belly, and Dada Dada went far away, and after passing the carriage, he turned the horse's head and walked with the carriage. Oliver was helpless, twisted the metal wrench, and then followed.

The carriage style was very ordinary, but the black horse was very good, taller and stronger than ordinary horses, and his eyes were powerful. Jonny's white horse is contrasted with one another, one black and one white, contrasting with each other. The knight let the horse wander and asked the coachman, "Who are you?" ”

The coachman's face is masculine and upright, and his eyes are clear, giving people a sense of openness. When he saw the judging knight in armor, he didn't panic, he only took off his hat and said, "Master Knight, I'm driving a car, and I'm going to send a scholar to the capital!" ”

Jonny couldn't help but smile, his smile contorted into a ghostly face. He raised his hands, and the backs of his hands were gurgling with blood, forming two bloody crosses. An eerie atmosphere emanated from him, making people can't help but flee from him.

The coachman was taken aback: "Master Knight! You, what's wrong with your hand?! ”

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, heretic! Last time you said you were a scholar, this time you also said you are a scholar?! Jonny smiled not at the driver, but into the car. His chest was heaving violently, his heart was surging, and he could barely help himself! With a flick of his hand, he showed a hammer staff, tilted his body, and slammed open the curtain: "Pers, I finally caught you!" ”

There was only one old eye in the car. An old man with a gray beard. The old man held the wooden box tightly in his arms and shouted in panic, "You, what are you going to do?" I only have this old bone, and I don't have any money! ”

Jonny's eyes twitched, and he smashed the box with a hammer and found that it was full of broken bones. He shouted, "What is this?" ”

Unexpectedly, the old man was even more excited than him, and he was about to lose his breath: "Robber, those are the precious materials I used to study, and they are all the bones of necromantic creatures!" ”

Jonny was about to say something, but behind him Oliver asked coldly, "Have you discovered heresy?" ”

"Mistaken." Jonny sat upright and shook the blood from his hands.

The coachman looked like he had escaped death, patted his chest, and said, "I'm scared to death." Lord Knight, will you raise your noble hand? Now that the necromantic creatures are attacking, no one dares to take the car, so it's easy to have a customer, and I'm scared by you again! I really ...... this little business," Oliver flicked his finger, and a gold coin landed impartially in the coachman's hand, which stopped him from speaking. Soon, the two groups of people continued to go their separate ways.

Jonny frowned, looking back from time to time. Oliver shook his head: "It's understandable that you hate heresy, but you must respect the old man." ”

"Not true. Ordinary carriages, civilian coachmen, small businesses...... Why is there such a good horse?! Jonny's eyes widened and his face turned pale. He chanted, "Lord, my hand is your hand!" Then he twisted himself and threw the bloodied hammer staff backwards! A gray light sank into the carriage and blew the whole carriage apart!

However, the coachman had torn off the rut and sat on the black horse with the old man! None of them were injured, as if they had been wary of Jonny's blow! Jonny pointed at them and shouted, "Shoot the arrow, kill him!" That's Pels! ”

Wind Arrow! The speed of this arrow far exceeded that of other archer skills, and it appeared on the old man's thigh in an instant, shooting out a stream of black blood! Oliver hummed, raised his bow again, and lowered it again: "Out of range." ”

Jonny's eyes were bloodshot and he roared at Oliver, "Why are you shooting in the thigh? Wouldn't it be better to shoot directly at the opponent's vital point?! Afraid of killing the wrong person? Oh, come on, there are nearly a million people in Astant, do you care about dying such a person?! It's better to kill 10,000 civilians than to let go of a heretic, do you understand this truth?! ”

Oliver grimaced: "I don't understand ridiculous truths. You are so disrespectful of life, I disagree. ”

Jonny's face was deformed. It was only with great difficulty that he restrained his emotions and frantically whipped his mount in pursuit of the fugitives.