A strong stench of rotting corpses permeated the air, and out of the church came a four-meter-tall monster, its body bloated and massive, full of dense stitches and splicing marks, with several arms stitched and wrapped around its body in strange black chains.

The chief guard's clothes hung on its belly, and the two rows of cold white bones were clearly a big mouth that could devour life at any time.

Stitching Monster.

Created by necromancers who have mastered alchemy, they possess undead life and chaotic intelligence, and their combat power varies depending on the materials used, but the weakest stitching monsters are also terrifying killing machines on the battlefield.

Tang En was full of doubts: How could this monster appear here? It's not that far from Alink, a few days away is nothing for a true master, and a necromancer would undoubtedly be a great death when he comes to such a place.

"Monsters!!"

The remaining guards saw that the chief guard had been swallowed by the monster in the blink of an eye, and they were so frightened that they fled faster.

"Meat...... Food...... Come on to me! ”

The bloated and heavy stitching monster was not slow to move, the huge arm shook hard, and the black iron hook roared out, directly hooking an escaping guard, and the arm behind it was pulled hard, and the chain flew back with the guard, and at the same time, the two arms holding the meat chopping knife on the shoulders of the stitching monster slashed down fiercely!

In the blink of an eye, the guard's chopped flesh flew sideways, followed by the white bones on the stitching monster's stomach twisted and opened, swallowing the guard's corpse into his stomach......

Then he spat out the armor again.

In the church, the necromancer Ignaz stood among the remains of a pile of corpses, frowning.

"These damn idiots, I thought they could come in handy, but I didn't expect them to be so wasteful...... Maybe if you die, become my new experiment. ”

Ignaz looked at the stitcher. A look of fanaticism: "It seems that the refining method of this stitching monster obtained this time is actually real...... Although the ceremony was not completed after being disturbed, it already had enough strength. ”

"If the ritual is complete, and the materials used are replaced with a strong enough demonic beast body or a strong body, then I can even create a stitching monster comparable to the grandmaster!"

"If the materials are sufficient, I can even assemble an invincible army! With the immensely powerful Stitch Monster and the Sea of Bones tactics, every nation in Plandal will submit to my army! ”

Ignaz, who was in a state of frenzy, looked at the stitching monster with a look in his eyes as if he were looking at the perfect lover. It's a pity that that affectionate vein can only make people creepy.

"You ...... ...... all of them are going to die."

The Stitcher's heavy footsteps thundered, and the guards it pursued were in despair, eager for the gods' salvation as never before.

It's a pity that their daily behavior and ungodly beliefs will not allow the gods to bless them.

So soon they followed in the captain's footsteps and became the rations of the stitching monsters.

All the bandits had been cleared by the guards, and the guards had all died at the hands of the Stitchers, and there was silence in the town of Morning Mist, which was shrouded in fog.

"Hungry...... Craving meat...... There is the smell of a living person......"

The Stitch Monster smelled the scent of a living person wafting through the air, and followed the scent towards the inn.

"Nora hates that monster."

Nora wrinkled her nose and was very unhappy: "It smells so bad!" ”

"Really?" Don smiled. "Then let's kill it."

Anyway, the dead guards have already been killed by it, and it has run out of value, and there is no point in keeping it.

With a slight wave of his hand, a bright fireball jumped out, and unstable flames danced around the fireball, and he slapped it with his backhand, and the unstable fireball fell from the sky.

The Stitch noticed movement in the sky and stared at the approaching fireball.

The speed of the fireball is very slow, very slow. It's like a feather falling from the sky, fluttering.

"Fireballs? Amusing...... Stitching Monster. Crush it. ”

Ignaz only noticed the fireball at this time, but he didn't feel the aura of the strong man at all.

Smash it?

The Stitching Monster looked at the falling fireball and tried to swing its chains, but it found itself so heavy that it couldn't move.

Master...... Fast...... Escape......

The stitch monster turned his head a little stiffly and looked at the church.

Breaking it like that...... I can't do it......

The fireball landed on the Stitcher. The next moment, there was a "boom" sound, and the dazzling light tore through the darkness, and for a moment it was as if it was back at noon in the daytime, and a bright flame tornado rose into the sky. The scorching flames burned the Stitch Monster's rotting body to ashes, and even the black chains in its hands melted completely.

The tornado of flames lasted less than a dozen seconds before disappearing, and darkness returned to the surroundings, but the hurricane that had just been raised by the flames had dispelled the fog and made the streets much clearer in the night.

"This ...... How can it be!? ”

Seeing that his proud work was destroyed, Ignaz was stunned, and then fell into a rage: "Who is it!? Who ruined my wonderful work!? I'm going to drain your soul! Plunging you into eternal agony! ”

"You see, that's why I hate necromancers the most, they don't have any artistic cells at all, and this kind of thing deserves to be called a wonderful work?"

Don walked into the church while chatting with Nora, and after seeing the inside of the church, Don frowned.

It turns out that the necromancer has killed everyone in the town, and in the church......

"Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?"

Don looked at Ignaz curiously: "Killing believers in a church is blasphemous. ”

"Blasphemy? When I started deceiving Gretlens, I was ready for it. ”

Ignaz grinned and grabbed the White Bone Staff: "On the list of gods, I am already a dead man, since I am a dead man, how can I blaspheme the gods?" ”

Don shook his head secretly, if this world was really created by God, then he didn't believe that these human methods could deceive God.

Being able to fake their death and become necromancers only shows that they have not yet touched the bottom line of the gods, and their pursuit of power is still within the tolerance of the gods.

But to massacre civilians in churches would be blasphemous, if he would be unharmed...... That is, perhaps the gods of this world are not omniscient and omnipotent?

Is it even possible to really be deceived?

Don's eyes narrowed slightly, although he had briefly come into contact with the will of the Earth Goddess Nysclaire when he was in Fort Hammerhammer before, Nysclaire did not have any hostility towards him.

But he was still wary of the gods of this world.

There was a loud "boom", and the door of the church was sealed by a thick wall of bones, and then the corpses on the ground staggered to their feet, surrounding Ignaz in the center.

"Human mage, I don't know who you really are, but you're a good material for experimentation...... I can feel that your body is different from other people...... So I'll leave you a whole corpse, and thank me, Lord Ignaz......"

Ignaz smirked and threw a translucent purple skull at Donn: "Curse of the Revenant!" ”

Purple skulls wrapped around Donn, and the wind howled, as if the temperature had dropped a lot.

This skill Tang En is very familiar with, it can greatly reduce people's double resistance, defense and movement speed, it is a PVP magic skill, but for Tang En at this moment, the effect of this skill is minimal, and it is almost immune.

"Bone Prison!"

Ignaz swung his staff, and the strange magic of death extracted the bones from the nearby corpses, and then twisted to form a prison outside Donn.

"Oh?"

Don raised his eyebrows, sure enough, it was a standard starting technique, limiting-controlling-the next one should be the bone spear, right?

An eerie gray glow appeared from the Ignaz staff, and he pointed at Don with a sinister smile: "Mind Drain! ”

I guessed wrong......

Don pouted, oh yes, he said he was going to keep the whole corpse, and of course he wouldn't use the bone spear.

The gray ray struck Donn's chest, but to Ignaz's surprise, the effort didn't work!

"How is this possible!? As long as you are a living being, you can't resist the effects of the Mind Exhaustion - except for the dragon - do you have a dragon's heart hidden in you!? ”

Ignaz exclaimed, and then became excited, and the ineffective efforts did not make him nervous, but made him more curious about Donn.

"You see, I'm also trapped by you, I'm about to die, can you tell me before I die, why are you here? The people of the town were also slaughtered. ”

Don looked at Ignaz with an innocent expression.

"Do I need a reason to kill?"

Ignaz smirked and raised his White Bone Staff: "Since the Mind Exhaustion Technique doesn't work for you, then destroy your soul directly!" I'll put your body to good use - die! ”

The necromancer's instincts tell Ignaz that Donn's body is very different from everyone else's, so the best way to preserve the integrity of his body as much as possible is to use Mind Exhaustion or Soul Disintegration.

Mind exhaustion may not be effective for a strong heart, but soul disintegration is different, in this world, even many strong people, their souls are fragile, and the necromancer is a master of this way!

"Soul Disintegration!"

Ignaz quickly completed the release of the spell, and his powerful soul fragments fused with death magic and rushed into Donn's body!

However, when Ignaz's soul power rushed into Don's body, he was instantly stunned!

O great Lord of Death...... What did he see!?

Is this really the soul of a human mage!?

The next moment, Ignaz's soul fragment was completely engulfed by a transparent flame! (To be continued.) )

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