"Let go of me! Let me go! You rude bastards! ”

In the night, in a crumbling palace not far from the ruins of the city of Nazaras, Lady Aresser, dressed in a splendid robe, was staggered out of the collapsed palace by a heavily armed Darkblade warrior by the arm.

The power of the Dead Realm is surging in this ruin, and under the oppression of Tyrion's will, these noble ghosts surrounded by soldiers rushing out of the Dead Realm cannot explode themselves... And in the face of the palace that has been completely occupied by the Dark Blade, these nobles who belonged to Prince Farodis 10,000 years ago had to be captured.

Even if they wanted to, they couldn't... The soul-snatching ability of the Grim Reapers, who are eyeing the Grim Reaper in the night sky, is simply deadly to these strange ghosts, and some disobedient guys have been forcibly stripped of their souls, and the rest of these nobles have been frightened stupid.

Even after 10,000 years of curse, their thinking is still the same as the original high-level elf thinking, and their vicious curse can only hurt Prince Farodis alone... It's still the old saying, people, the one who can hurt is always the one who keeps kindness to himself.

"Elder Edus? Why are you here? We haven't seen you in 10,000 years! ”

Lady Aresor was rudely pushed aside by the Darkblade Soldier, the handsome lady glaring viciously at the necromantic soldier in the black helmet behind her, rubbing her wrists as she searched the crowd, and soon found a guy who had unexpectedly appeared here.

"Where have you been for 10,000 years? Do you know how worried we are about you? You said you just went for a walk? ”

Mrs. Aresor looked suspiciously at the robe in front of her, a slightly embarrassed upper-class elf elder, and the latter said a little uncomfortably in the face of Mrs. Arethe's questioning and strange eyes:

"I don't know what's going on, my Lady Iresor, I just heard a loud crash and was crushed under the fallen log, and after that, I've been in the water waiting for help."

The old elder, who had been soaked in the icy lake for 10,000 years, seemed to be a little dazed, he looked left and right, and muttered in a low voice:

"So, where did the cute girl I was walking with run away?"

And the Elder's words were evident from the well-informed lady of the court, and Mrs. Aresor crossed her arms and said to Elder Eders:

"Don't lie to us, Edus, didn't you go out and fool around with that purple-haired leprechaun maid?"

"What? No! ”

The old elder hurriedly shook his arm and denied:

"Nope! Of course not! ”

As he spoke, he looked at Madame Aresor's disdainful gaze, and the old elder shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly:

"Well, I went to see another girl..."

"Don't speak! Be quiet! ”

A rude voice came from the side, interrupting the conversation between the two high-level elves and ghosts, and the two high-level elves and ghosts were a little ghostly and somewhat ruined, and Lady Aresor and Elder Eddes turned around at the same time, and saw a high-ranking death knight on a skeleton war horse looking at them indifferently, and the indifferent eyes under the black helmet made the two ghosts with identity feel fear, and they closed their mouths stupidly.

And at this moment, the clearing surrounded by 30 cold axes and guns has been bustling with ghosts with "identity" like Lady Aresor and Elder Edus, these guys are all "big men" in the Fallen Palace, and they are also the rulers who managed the order of the city of Nazaras in the first place, and now this group of fierce soldiers who have almost descended from the sky are holding them here, obviously needing them to do something.

What worries the ghosts even more is that the forces behind these soldiers have the ability to suppress the "curse", which means that the "self-detonation behavior" they used to protect themselves for 10,000 years can no longer protect them.

"I say, Mrs. Iresor, I'm still a little confused."

Seeing that the death knight was pulling the reins away, Elder Eders quietly reached out and pulled Mrs. Ares's waist up in a very ambiguous gesture, as if he was protecting her, but in fact the two of them were talking in a whisper.

"Tell me, dear, what's going on here?"

Elder Eddes glanced at the crowd and asked in a low voice:

"Why didn't that damn traitor come? Was he assassinated? That's great! ”

Because of this slightly Meng Lang title, Mrs. Aresor glared at the elder fiercely, and then she lowered her voice and said to the elder, who did not know the situation:

"That traitor to Farodis is long gone, he disappeared when the demons attacked the court 2 days ago, maybe he was captured by the demons, maybe he was killed, but now this group of soldiers is not with the demons, they appeared suddenly, just after dark, I was going to take a nap, but I was woken up by them, their number is almost endless..."

Speaking of this, the court lady patted her chest with some trepidation, and said to the elder:

"I also saw the brave Captain Sades confront them with the Night's Watch, but were quickly crushed by this group of eccentric undead who had some way of forcibly suppressing our escape... There is no doubt that this is a group of villains, a group of destroyers who have come to destroy Saranas..."

Speaking of this, the Ghost Lady suddenly sighed, her always suspicious posture seemed to return to normal at this moment, but it was only a word.

"That's fine, that's fine... This cursed city is long overdue for destruction. ”

"Well, I don't think they're the bad guys."

Elder Eddes hesitated, but in the end he told Mrs. Edethor what he had just experienced:

"You know what? My dear Iresor, I was rescued by this strange group of undead soldiers, who sent to the bottom of the lake to rescue me from under the wood, and on the way back with them, I also saw the blue dragons that inhabit our northern mountains... You know them, right? That old blue dragon is very difficult to mess with..."

"What happened to those dragons?"

An upper-class elf nobleman holding a wine jug next to him asked curiously:

"Killed by these undead?"

This group of poor guys have been trapped in Asuna for 10,000 years, and they don't have any substantial entertainment at all, so this bit of news brought back by Elder Eders is simply the best gossip news in their opinion, and for a while, many people's eyes are on Elder Eders, who has a not very good reputation, and the latter is being watched, he coughed lightly with some pretense, and then lowered his voice, and said with a look of genius:

"Nope! I saw with my own eyes, those blue dragons are moving! These undead are helping the blue dragons move... Even the dragon eggs that the blue dragons regarded as treasures have been moved! ”

"Oh, Queen Azhara is on top."

Another aristocratic lady let out a pretentious scream, covered her mouth with half a fan, and whispered to the others:

"Those blue dragons are precious to their dragon eggs, I wanted to go to see those dragon eggs last time, but I was rudely driven out by the blue dragons, they were actually willing to give the dragon eggs to the undead, oh, those poor blue dragons, must be the same as us, coerced by these terrible undead, they are so pitiful."

"It's not..."

Elder Eders said with a strange face:

"I saw that the blue dragons were getting along well with the undead, who made huge stretchers and carried the old but powerful blue dragon leader out of its pool... At least 100, no, 200 undead soldiers carrying that stretcher, and I've seen some necrons on black horses feeding the trick-or-treating dragons... The young dragons seemed to like them. ”

"That's even worse!"

Mrs. Irethor said in a deep voice:

"That proves that the undead and the blue dragon have reached some evil deed, maybe... Maybe that's why we were captured, those blue dragons wanted to monopolize the land of Arsuna, and they hired the undead to kill them..."

"Oh, this lady, you're very open-minded..."

Before Mrs. Aresor could finish speaking, another voice joined the discussion, and all the spirits turned back at this moment to see Luminas wearing majestic armor, but not a helmet. The imprint stood in front of them, and in the hands of the Death Lord, a black stone was thrown up and down.

Her blood-red gaze swept over the restless upper elves in front of her, and then she shook her head:

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of the time for small talk..."

A malicious smile appeared at the corner of Luminas' mouth, and she deliberately lowered her voice, saying:

"It's time to hit the road... Ladies and gentlemen. ”

"Smack"

The black stone in the Death Lord's hand was crushed, and a rift to the Dead Realm was opened in the night, and the howling spirit wind whipped all the ghosts' cheeks and hair, causing them to let out a series of screams like chickens, and in the chaotic darkness, a small man with a golden glitter ran out of it like a gust of wind, and she jumped directly into the arms of Luminas, who cooperated in holding her in his arms.

"Sister Lumi, it's been a long time since I've seen you."

Another strange existence of the Darkblade Legion, the mysterious Holy Light Ghost Yuna hugged Luminas's shoulder, dodging the tickling fingers of the Death Lord, she smiled and leaned on Luminas's shoulder, and asked curiously:

"Why haven't I seen you in the hot springs lately?"

"Huh"

Luminas's face immediately fell, and she waved her finger in anticipation:

"I can't go... At least I can't go for a few years... The old warlords forbade me to go to the hot springs of the Dead Realm again, but that's okay, I'll find a way to sneak in with you. ”

After saying that, the Death Lord, who was in a bad mood, also lost interest in joking with this group of ghosts, and she stretched forward with her fingers in black armor and shouted:

"Get in! All of them! ”

"Open... Are you kidding! ”

An upper-class elf aristocratic ghost pointed at the ten million ghosts and cried, letting out a low and screaming world rift like an abyss, and he screamed:

"This kind of portal is not a good place at first glance, do we have a bad brain to get in?"

"Bang"

The answer to him was a bullet mixed with holy silver, and the ghost body whose head was blown open dissipated at this moment as if it was torn apart, which made the remaining ghosts let out an apocalyptic scream, but everyone knew that the guy whose head was blown off was not really dead, and Azhara's curse gave these ghosts the ability to keep coming back to life, and he would soon be "resurrected" in another place, but the pain of a headshot... That's absolutely indispensable.

Luminas put down the pistol in her hand, which still emitted cyan smoke, and said indifferently:

"Did I say you could say no? Right now... Get in! ”

"I'll just say one last time!"

At the moment when the Death Lord's voice fell, the surrounding necromantic soldiers raised their heavy axes and guns in their hands, and under the threat of those guns that emitted cold light, these unwilling ghosts had to move forward, but the speed was very slow, as if they were deliberately delaying.

"You know what? The best thing about you being a ghost is..."

Luminas pressed the muzzle of her gun to the forehead of the trembling Lady Eresor, and her cold voice reached the ears of all the spirits:

"I can torture you over and over again until you are obedient! You cowards who only know how to speak badly and hurt people, do you want to try it? ”

"Wow"

Under this powerful threat, the speed of the team became very fast, and Yuna, who was sitting on the shoulder of Luminas, was biting a piece of special jerky while watching Miss Lumi's movements curiously, she felt that her Sister Lumi was simply handsome!

"But, Sister Lumi, is it really okay for you to threaten them like that?"

Yuna chewed on the jerky and said indistinctly:

"Can't you tell them the truth?"

"Little fool."

Luminas patted Yuna on the head and whispered:

"I'm doing good deeds Alas~ Doing bad things should be stopped, should good deeds also be stopped? As for the truth... When they passed, they would naturally thank me, and it was just a vent for the 10,000 years of injustice that poor Farodis had suffered... For the sake of the elven nobleman's dress he gave me, I felt I should help him vent. ”

"Wow"

The process of passing through the rift in the Dead Realm is not pleasant for pure spirits, it is like throwing the spirits into a crazy spinning washing machine, and then constantly stretching, compressing, and stretching, repeating this process for dozens of seconds before the dazed ghosts are truly thrown into the land of the Dead Realm.

"Bang"

Mrs. Ellesor fell to the grassy ground, shaking her head as she tried to shake off the terrible vertigo, but at this moment, the poor lady, who had been trapped in a curse for 10,000 years, suddenly found that her rusty mind and soul had become extremely clear again, as if... It seems like she was still alive.

Ten thousand years of memories were tumbling in her mind, and she watched as she watched as she became irritable, stupid, and vicious in that endless time, and she watched as she continued to incite others to use words against Prince Pharodis and the lord to whom she was loyal because of the resentment and curse in her heart.

She clearly saw how she planned one disgusting rumor after another under the manipulation of vicious thoughts every night, and she could feel how she stepped into the abyss of sin step by step, and became the kind of poisonous tongue woman she hated the most.

"Oh my God! Oh my God..."

Mrs. Aretha, who had regained her former calm and gentle posture, lay on the ground, hugged her cheeks and wept bitterly:

"What have I done... Poor Farodis, oh my God, what have I done..."

A piece of white silk was handed to Madame Eresser, and the tormented lady looked up to see Prince Farodis standing beside her, looking at her with a gentle smile, and the warm smile made Madame Eresor a little dazed, until she was lifted up by the prince's hand, and she did not realize what had happened.

Madame Ellese hurriedly stepped back, and she said to her lord in a trembling voice with her hands down:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Prince, I... I..."

"All right, my Lady Eresor... It's all gone, the times that were so miserable for you and me are gone, so let those embarrassing memories remain in those cursed places. ”

Prince Farodis stretched out his hand and embraced the trembling lady of the court in his arms, and he patted her on the back, and he whispered:

"We want to look forward, it will be a free future, a beautiful future that deserves our expectations and blessings... A new order, a salvation, salvation for all of us..."

"Will you join me in reshaping this new order? In the name of what we have suffered..."