The Dark Church is coming.

It's an organization that hides in the shadows. It may have been obscure before, but after tonight, it will become a ghost haunted in people's nightmares, unable to get rid of or dissipated. The reason for this is because the members of the Dark Church killed people when they saw them in human cities, writing the most cruel and terrifying page in the history of the continent with blood and death.

It no longer matters how the Dark Church appeared on the border of Astante and how they evaded the army, but what matters is that they have the determination to take responsibility for this incident. They want to seize a unique opportunity, even if it is exposed to the eyes of the world. With a little thought, you will know that they are here for the June sunshine - the probability of the Necromantic King being alone is too small, so small that it can be regarded as a miracle, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As long as you catch the June sun, you can become the first necromancer in no time.

The best way to catch the June sun before the army is to organize an army as well.

The quickest way for a necromancer to form an army is to make it on the spot, kill people, and use the dead as the most loyal soldiers.

To sum up, the border city of Astante is in bad luck.

"Rotten face" Ed Goodson, the head of the operation and the younger brother of Archdeacon Goodson, stood in the middle of a group of subordinates and did not make a move. He didn't like his nickname, but several other members of the Archdeacon's family liked to call him that because he had ruined his face during a magical experiment. He wore a new, white artist's mask, and the gaze peeking through the narrow holes in the mask was so cold that it nourished moss, and even his subordinates were reluctant to get too close to him. In his field of vision, a corpse with a lingering body crawled up and walked mechanically towards the living.

Speaking of which, there is a lot of omission in the arrangement of the Yastant military. The army was all scattered outside, and only the city guards and militia who remained to patrol the city were ineffective, and there was no resistance at all.

At this moment, a ghost wand mage walked up to Ed Goodson and humbly bowed his head: "Your Excellency Ed, the professional guilds have been controlled by us. ”

"Do they still have survivors?" Ed's voice was hoarse and rough, and when he heard it, he could only drink sulfuric acid from drinking it.

"Not a single one. When we arrived, it was already ...... Quiet. Only corpses. The Devil Wand Mage pondered the words for a moment, and the flutter of his eyelashes indicated that he was shaken inside. can shake the freak with a hard heart, you can see how special the scene he saw at that time, and the current report may not be enough.

"Huh. So, where is he? ”

"I'm so sorry! We're all lost. ”

Ed waved his hand: "Forget it, after all, the other party is a 'gambler', so why is it difficult to get rid of you garbage." He left, perhaps to avoid suspicion, which is a good thing for us. ”

Although the Arstant's military arrangement is flawed, if it is not for the power of a certain big man in the Dark Church, Ed Goodson and his group may not be able to easily blend into the city. In addition, the big man also cleaned up all the professional guilds in the city, and some ruthless characters who lurked deep in the world disappeared from the world, unable to stop the pace of the dark church. The Goodson family is not familiar with this big man, and after receiving this kind of help, the first thing to think about is not how to be grateful, but the fear of being used as a gun, after all, the dark church has a long history of infighting, and it is not surprising that the major deacons are fighting each other.

But the big man should also know that at such a critical moment, don't expect anyone to give him the June Sunshine.

Thinking of this, Ed Goodson added: "Speed up, we have limited time." ”

As a result of his words, the rate at which civilians die increased once again, until the Knights of the Iron Hoof appeared.

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The "Purple Name", the White Bone Tyrant June Sunshine, just hearing this name, no matter how disobedient the aboriginal children are, they will be quiet in an instant. Although the reputation is not good, it is still a reputation, and there is no need to hype to spread the deeds all over the continent, and there are only a few people in the history of the Qiankun world who can reach such heights for adventurers - and those people later became great gods.

His territory, the Empire of Twilight, has become a household name because of Junesun's bad reputation, inhabited by monsters that eat the hearts of children and suck the blood of virgins. Normal people break out in a cold sweat just by hearing the term Twilight Empire, let alone dare to set foot (except for those merchants who dare to take risks for the sake of 100% profit).

It is inconceivable that only two thousand men (most of them are incapable believers) can penetrate into the heart of the Dusk Empire with dignity. Although the operation fell short in the end, St. Jonny has become the spokesperson of the bright side, a new hero to whom everyone returns; Coupled with the fact that he had fought against the Celestial Singers, the popularity was even more unparalleled for a while, and even the brutal repression methods of the past were regarded as enforcing the rulings for the gods, showing even more selflessness. Therefore, as soon as the news of "the Knights of Iron Hoof came to our rescue" spread, it was like giving the masses a dose of healing potion, or the most violent kind.

"Saved! The Knights of Iron Hoof have come to our rescue! ”

"Long live Lord St. Jonny!"

"Please help us! Please help us! ”

Residents crowded the avenue, crying, praying, and making all sorts of sounds. Some of them fled from the scene of the accident, while others fled without knowing anything. And the Knights of the Iron Hoof led by St. Jonny rode horses and galloped en masse. Jonny also had a head in his hand - of course the Dark Church had some people at the rest of the gates to prevent June Sunshine from escaping, but unfortunately they were all dead now.

In the face of the crowd, the Knights of the Iron Hoof did not evacuate, but hurried up. Jonny looked at the back of his bleeding left hand and shouted, "This way! ”

Behind him was filled with golden light, like a cloak, and like a pair of wings! Every Knight of Judgment who followed after him also had such a beautiful vision, dragging out a golden light! And their mounts are like armor of gold, and even the horseshoe is extravagant in pure gold! From the void there was a roaring trumpet, and infinite chants were singing the praises of the glory of the Lord! There are more and more golden lights, making this avenue like a path of light! The iron hooves hit the path of light, splashing bright sparks, and the hoof prints gradually rang out at the same frequency! Suddenly, the sound of neat hooves filled the city, and the sound of the horn shocked people's hearts!

【Charge of Hosts】!

In the midst of the people's sighs and shocks, the order crashed into the crowd. Jonny took the lead, swinging his hammer from side to side, giving him a way. An individual was knocked into the air and lost his life. Ordinary people who even have a problem with self-preservation have only a dead end in front of the strongest troops of the Holy See. Gold and red blend together to form the most brilliant and confusing brilliance.

This time the people wept and turned and fled, even though there were countless living dead in front of them.

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"You're systematic, you're too mad, Jonny!"

Feeling that the fresh life behind him was gradually disappearing, Qingyi, who was running wildly, was very speechless. Although he had roughly calculated such a result, he was still a little surprised by Jonny's audacity. In that guy's eyes, everything is false, and only he himself is supreme. He is not worthy to be a saint, who else is worthy?

Now it seems that his "bait" is still very valuable, and it has provoked the two major forces to rush to it. With a little arrangement, the Knights of Iron Hoof will easily eliminate the heretics of the Dark Church, and the heretics will certainly not sit idly by, and no one will care about coming to them in a big battle.

At this moment, a blood-red figure landed exactly three meters in front of Qingyi, and lowered his head: "Master, I'm here." ”

It's Frankie.

Qingyi nodded, indicating that he understood. Indeed, according to deduction, the first person to answer him could only be Franji, and the only one who dared to overcome many obstacles to come to him was Franji.

His legs were cut off by the Black Sharp, his body was blistered by the Fire-Eyed Witch, his vertebrae were broken by Zeno, his cheeks were cut open and his neck was shattered by Captain Stitch, his head was shattered by the poisonous Glamide, his chest was smashed by the rock trigger, and his internal organs were eviscerated by William the "Hungry Beast...... To sum it up, it's a miracle that Frankie is alive, and if it's not a necromantic creature, it's not enough to die a few times. It's not that Frankie didn't give his life for Qingyi, it's just that he paid too much so that Qingyi got used to it.

Thinking of this, Qingyi finally showed a smile: "You are so slow." ”

Even though this sentence was mostly playful, Frankie naturally took it as a harsh reproach and lowered his head even lower: "I will follow the master next time." ”

"Haha, let's go quickly."

Hearing this, Frankie turned around and came to Qingyi's side, Qingyi did not sit down habitually, but pushed Anniegir up: "I won't sit, so as not to slow you down." With that, he unleashed his secret technique, transformed into a suit skeleton again, and marched forward with [Shadow Jump]. At night, this mode of travel is simply unique, and it can appear from one side of the obstruction such as houses and fences, without slowing down at all. Of course, it's still immoral to break into someone's bedroom, as evidenced by the screams of women coming from a few rooms behind Qingyi (which are still audible even on a noisy night).

How can you never learn not to be low-key! Qingyi scolded on the level of thinking.

"You're only looking for speed anyway, aren't you?" The skeleton in the suit laughed.

The red shadow carried Anigil as he rode through the streets. In fact, this is not the top speed of the Rangi, if it is in a flat area, it can be raised to full speed without any scruples. Even so, Anniegil was so blown by the wind that she couldn't open her eyes, so she could only lean over and hug Frankie, not daring to move.

Suddenly, there was a thick darkness ahead, and all the lights were swallowed up. This is the [Dark Sky] that the dark mage is good at, and it seems that the fish has bitten the hook.