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"Curiosity kills cats", this is an old saying that we cannot verify. 『』

But John, the old drunkard, was curious enough to kill himself!

Although all kinds of ominous signs and premonitions had surged his heart into his heart, and the intuition of death that pierced the depths of his heart made his hair stand on end, the intense curiosity still lured him to move his steps in the shadows little by little, and quietly came to the end of the alley.

This is already on the edge of the town, and due to its proximity to the cemetery, there are not many residents here. So standing in the shadows at the end of the alley, with the help of the bright moonlight, John could see the cemetery half a mile away.

The cemetery of the town, which was supposed to be dead and gloomy, was now full of people, and countless skeletal corpses or skeletons in tattered clothes were shaking their bodies, and they were marching towards the town with difficulty. Behind them, more dead were breaking through the ground, struggling to emerge from their graves.

Old John seemed to be caught in the heart by an invisible demon, and his whole heartbeat suddenly stopped. He hurriedly raised his hands and gagged his mouth tightly, so that the terrified scream did not burst out. But he patronized the gag, but forgot the wine bottle in his hand.

The empty bottle, unrestrained by its master, fell to the ground with a clatter, and then rolled all the way to the feet of a dried corpse under Old John's desperate gaze.

It was a terrible dried corpse that had been sleeping underground for years. The original plump and full body was now completely shriveled, the abdomen was deeply sunken, the sparse hair on the head had completely withered and yellowed, and countless corpse insects were rolling and wriggling between its hollow eye sockets, nose holes, and large mouths, crawling in and out.

Its movements were slow and stiff, and even if it was just a staggering step, you could see all kinds of jet-black debris of indescribable material falling down from its body.

But all of this changed the moment the bottle dropped.

The bottle that slammed at its feet stunned the corpse for a moment, and it slowly raised its head. This seemingly unviolent move caused more dust and debris to fall on its cervical spine.

It only took a few sniffs of the hollow and mutilated nose hole to detect the scent of flesh and blood belonging to living creatures and the warm smell that drove the dead mad from the silent night sky.

The next moment, everything changed!

The corpse suddenly raised its head to the sky and howled, and the obscure smell of decay and foul stench erupted from its mouth. It slumped down and swooped down with the agility of a hound, toward where Old John was. The whole movement became faster and lightning, and in the short moment before Old John came to his senses, it had already rushed in front of him with a fishy wind.

Whew......

The dried corpse, which was not a living thing in the first place, was now more like a monster resurrected from hell, its empty eye sockets suddenly lit up with a dazzling red glow, and its extremely crooked mouth made its entire face distorted and deformed.

The bloody maw was so Old John's neck that half of his neck was missing.

The extreme fear had made old John lose the ability to resist, and the exposed trachea and throat were constantly spurting blood outward. His throat squirmed helplessly, trying to say something, but a series of bloody bubbles bulged up in his nose and mouth.

The dry corpse bit excitedly, letting the blood with body temperature spill all over his body, and felt the "warmth" that he had not experienced for a long time.

The sudden appearance of bloody gas was like a scoop of cold water poured into a boiling oil pot, and the entire cemetery detonated in an instant.

Countless dried corpses and skeletons raised their heads to the sky and howled in unison, announcing their rebirth to the world.

And in the depths of the cemetery, a rickety figure who was working hard also stopped what he was doing in amazement, and looked in the direction where the bloody gas came from in confusion.

Has it already been discovered?

Impossible, right?

In order to prevent the townspeople from being discovered too soon, he set up slightly fluctuating fear barriers at several intersections near the cemetery. Any ordinary person in their right mind, when they perceive the fluctuations of the enchantment, they can't help but want to stay away from there.

It stands to reason that with such an arrangement, shouldn't there be living people who have broken through that blockade and come here to disturb their work?

It's a pity that Karthas, who couldn't figure it out, knew that sometimes a whole bottle of inferior gin could invalidate the faint fear barrier he had arranged.

Damn, now that the operation has been exposed, the plans for the rest will have to be accelerated!

Originally, I thought of using the necromancy circle to select a few more potential undead creatures to strengthen it, but now it seems that it can only be invalidated.

Karthas stood up, his low, thin body so inconspicuous in the shadows of the ghostly shadows, but he was the true master of the hundreds of resurrected spirits at his side.

"Wake up, sleeping undead!

The power of the dead, the will of the soul, wanders the black earth, wanders in the blood-colored sky.

As a mourner, I hereby command,

Listen to my call, and I command you to be my slaves,

Gather in my hands, turn into my sharp spear, and send a qiē creature back to the world of the dead.

O undead souls in the depths of hell! In the name of Karthas, you are called!

Be my power, crush all the enemies that stand in your way, chop bones into flying chips,

A qiē turned into fine dust,

……

……”

The continuous summoning of the undead with a strong evil aura made the entire cemetery boil again.

A ** of the dead crawled out of the ground, gathered into a dense army of undead, staggered and staggered towards the small town of Paran not far away.

The moonlight, which was still bright and flawless just now, was instantly covered by thick and gloomy dark clouds, and the whole world seemed to suddenly fall into some kind of inexplicable darkness, and boundless doom was deeply enveloping the sky over the town.

A big zombie is approaching!

……

The medium-sized rock fort, a chamber.

The 8-ring Great Wizard Halvers, whose body has been completely transformed by the astral constructing substance, is carefully concocting a tube of mysterious reagents. The tumbling black viscous liquid constantly changed into various small but delicate monsters in the sturdy and transparent test tube, and raised its head to the sky and let out a piercing scream. However, as another strange stream of fishy yellow and smelly juice continued to drip in, the two fundamentally different liquids began to clash violently in the test tube, which forced Halvers to add a third neutralizer continuously.

It would have been evident that the value of this neutralizer must have been extremely expensive, otherwise there would have been no strange hideous look on Halvers's face that was about to stiffen and harden.

But at this extremely critical moment, an inexplicable palpitation of the heart surged through his heart.

It only took a moment of sluggishness, and the witchcraft potion that was being mixed had an irreversible backlash.

Halvers hurriedly threw the potion out of his hand, which dodged the subsequent terrifying explosion, and in an instant, a thick and strange cloud of dazzling smoke filled the entire secret room.

Hurriedly escaped from the secret room and casually sealed the room. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he moved, wisps of smoke wafted out of it and stained the two wizard guards guarding the door of the secret room.

Before the two wizard guards could complete their mutation with a painful howl, two huge fireballs completely engulfed them.

"Damn, what the hell is that strong negative energy breath in the distance? How could it be so dense that it was so dense? These damn bastards, who don't come sooner or later, just in time for the Blood Giant potion I concocted were at their most critical. If I let me know who made this qiē, I will definitely peel your skin and bones, refine the corpse oil, make a human spirit wick, and wail in pain in the cold catacombs for 10,000 years......"

The angry roar cursed for half an hour, and Halforth finally finished venting the anger in his heart, and his heart shook slightly, and he contacted another 8-ring great wizard in the same place, Yosahi.

This is another secret room of the gods in the Rock War Fortress.

Inside the almost dark house, a terrifying spring love of charm and temptation is being staged.

5 beautiful women who were almost naked writhing frantically with sweaty bodies, screaming in a frenzied manner, looking like they had a couple carnival to the extreme. But what makes people shudder is that it is not a normal man who is entangled in their delicate bodies and is fighting against them, but a large sticky tentacle that has gone from weird and terrifying to the extreme.

A male wizard with a normal body was lying among them, but his limbs and fifth limbs had completely evolved into long and sticky purple-black tentacles, constantly curling and squirming on their white and delicate **, and the tips had sunk deep into their bodies, and they were still trembling and rolling.

A vaguely obscene and frenzied aura stirred in the secret room, accompanied by a hoarse moaning girl......

"Yosahi, did you sense that negative energy breath just now?" A mental fluctuation suddenly appeared in the void.

"Of course I sensed it. Such a strong breath of negative energy can only be detected by stone people who are completely unaware of the elements! How, do you want to go there and see? ”

"Hmph, this breath has ruined an extremely important reality for me, and I must go and see it. What about you? Are you going with me, or are you staying here? ”

"Haha, Halvers, you wouldn't be afraid of that mysterious visitor and want to take me along, would you? Don't you see I'm busy? ”

With a few vigorous squirming strokes from Josahi, the moans of several beauties became more and more high-pitched.

"Hmph, then you can stay here and guard the entrance! I'll go by myself. ”

Halvers, who had eaten a closed door, instantly severed the mental connection. The next moment, his aura disappeared from the rock battle fortress. In Josahi's psychic sense, his companion was hurrying to the place where the mysterious aura erupted.

"Hmph, dare to come out without figuring out anything! Halphess, I see that your astral transformation has burned your brains! Since the other party dares to expose himself so arrogantly, he must have a great future, so you just wait to suffer hardship! ”

In the dark room, there was a grim sneer of Yosahi.