Chapter 599 598. I can’t defuse the bomb, but I can change its explosion countdown

Murphy learned a lot of interesting facts about the Songhai people from the mummy, and also tricked her into becoming the shaman mentor of the Transian warriors. This was actually a win-win situation.

The kind where Murphy wins twice.

After all, he had no intention of covering up the facts about the Swamp Exhibition Hall, and even planned to invite the remaining three vampire archdukes to the swamp restricted area at some point in the future to complete the binding of civilization candidates, so as to piece together the Eden

The specific situation when the district was destroyed.

Judging from the embarrassing resonance phenomenon of "ancient memories" that happened with Shani before, even if the other archduke does not intend to tell the truth, that special resonance of memories can still bring many valuable insights to Murphy.

clue.

Under this premise, it is not a big problem to invite a mummy priest from the Songhai Empire to visit it, not to mention that the other party is a serious expert in the field of "Creator's Heritage".

From some of the details revealed by Nefertari, we can tell that she has definitely had close contact with many ruins of the Creator in the place of origin. Let this guy go around the exhibition hall, and maybe he can bring some "surprises" to Murphy.

Woolen cloth.

But now was not a good time to discuss this matter. After the mummy priest used elemental fire to burn open the ice coffin covering the ruins of the castle, the three people quickly moved towards it.

As Murphy pushed open the closed cold door, the miserable scene inside the castle came into view.

This place must have been bombarded with heavy artillery by the pioneering army. The top and high places of this castle are in a semi-collapsed state. Unlike the ruins of Xiko City, which were cleaned up by the undead, this castle still maintains its original flavor.

"Battle damage wind".

As Murphy flapped his wings and headed towards the study on the middle floor, he could even see a cannonball embedded in the wall but not exploding in a cave-in on the second floor of the castle.

According to Xiao Sharon, when the city was destroyed, there were some women and children in the castle who were summoned by his parents to protect him, but Murphy did not see more corpses. Considering that the undead in the entire city had been reanimated, those corpses were large.

The probability is that he grew legs and ran out on his own.

It seems that they also expressed awe to their lords in this way even after their death.

In the eyes of Tris, who was following behind, this empty ruins of the castle looked more like a tomb, used to bury the dead Lord Xiko who could not rest in peace.

"They're right ahead!"

Nefertari came up the stairs and warned loudly:

"In the study in front of you, don't go in yet. These are two very powerful undead! I feel the abnormal gathering of the will of Hades. They are not the dead who were created by wild means.

Damn it!

The orthodox knowledge of the Moon of Death should not be used to create such a crisis. This is simply blasphemy!

You guys wait for me there, I'm going to add a few states to you to prevent you from being attacked or affected by the will of Hades."

She rushed over quickly, took out a bottle from her waist and sprinkled the gray-white powder out, letting the powder surround Murphy and Tris to isolate dangerous things from invading their wills, and then

Then he took out a scepter entwined with two snakes and a small caster's shield from the waist bag in the style of the Songhai people.

This thing is also full of undead style, because the shield is inlaid with a dried black heart.

It looks weird.

After everything was prepared, the mummy turned back and pursed her lips at Murphy. The abstract expression reflected on the mummy's wrapping made Murphy shrug his shoulders and push forward to open the closed door of the study with Necessary Evil in hand.

result

"boom"

The door fell forward, hitting the ground with a loud bang and dust flying everywhere.

The vampire lord stood there awkwardly, complaining that the construction quality of this castle was really worrying. Wasn't it just that it had been bombed by heavy artillery? As for being so fragile?

But this little embarrassment was nothing in the current situation, because they had met the real owner.

Just as little Sharon described, her old father was sitting on the "black throne" in the center of the study, which was made up of many twisted remains of armor and weapons and the corpses of invaders. This heavily armed leader of the mountain people was leaning on a huge,

The armor-piercing hammer filled with cold air is like a black sculpture.

The old earl probably hadn't changed his posture since Sharon left last time, and the armor on his body was even covered with a layer of fine dust.

Also, it's very cold in this room!

It's not just a drop in temperature, it's more like some kind of invisible cold force entrenched here, forming a virtual barrier of the undead. That force weighed heavily on Murphy's shoulders, making him move his shoulders uncomfortably.

He took a step forward, and this action immediately triggered a reaction.

The old count with his head lowered in front of him slowly raised his head like a rusty gear starting to move. Under the heavy black helmet, two points of red bone fire lit up.

Different from the blue or green bone fire of other undead, the scarlet color represents extreme danger.

Murphy immediately prepared for the battle, and even planned to call Mannis to help, but Nefertari, who was beside him, took a step forward and yelled loudly in the words of the dead that the Priest of the Death Moon is best at:

"The Moon of Death will protect your mind, deceased, listen to my command and retreat in anger!"

She waved her scepter, sending a cold gleam of light around the old earl in a circle. The posture originally used for offense also quickly stopped, and the angry spirit under his helmet was forced to calm down to calm neutrality.

The old count seemed to wake up from the emotions brought about by death for the first time.

He moved his neck and looked at Nefertari, who was dressed strangely, in confusion. At this moment, Mrs. Sicco's spirit body also levitated from her husband's body. This delicate figure of the evil spirit had already understood.

She begged Nefertari for help in the air:

"Save us! Your Excellency, the Walkers of the Moon of Death, my husband and I are controlled by them! This city is the same, the power of death is tormenting us, and it roars at every moment demanding revenge and destruction.

It's like being put into a mental hell, leaving us with no peace!

Help us!

You have the ability to help us."

"That's exactly why I'm here."

At this moment, Nefertari no longer had a crazy attitude, replaced by a touch of calmness and majesty necessary for a priest of the dead. She said in a deep voice:

"A just death never requires revenge from any dead person. What you heard is not the echo of Hades' judgment. Someone has shamelessly tampered with everything after your death, so that you can't rest in peace, and you can't walk on the path of the dead.

Those guys can sense the will of Hades just like me and can control that power to a limited extent.

They have set up permanent angry spirit rituals in this castle and even in the outlying cities, so that your anger can be retained after death and use this ugly emotion to transform you and distort you.

They are trying to create a real Hades army in Transia, and you two are their chosen Lords of the Underworld, or Lords of the Tomb.

What a blasphemy!

But this transformation has not yet been completed, so you are still saved!

Calm down, madam and lord, I need you to temporarily return to the indifferent state of mind of the deceased so that I can better detect your current state.

Please trust me!

I am the living walker of the Moon of Death!

I am your compatriot and soul guide. I came from the Holy City of the Moon holding the Oracle of Hades in order to cleanse this earth of the sins after death, and I will appease the loss and pain of this city."

The mummy's declaration was grand and majestic.

Murphy also noticed that as Nefertari carried out the name of the Holy City of the Moon, the heavy power shrouding the study seemed to have changed. It seemed lighter. No, more ethereal.

This made him realize that there was no need to fight anymore in this scene, so he took a step back and handed over the home court to Nefertari.

He and Tris stood aside to protect the mummy.

The old count sitting on the throne of the dead remained silent. It was said that he was not a boring person who liked to talk too much during his lifetime, and was a typical mountain man. However, Countess Xico kept talking to Nefertari.

This woman with half-halfling blood seems to have inherited the distinctive personality traits of halflings. Although it seems inappropriate to complain under such circumstances, Murphy still feels that she is definitely driven crazy by the boredom after death.

Seeing that there was someone who could calm her down, she began to describe her experiences during this period incessantly, chirping like a lark.

"I just asked why Sharon is so small. She doesn't look like a mountain man at all."

Murphy whispered in Tris's ear:

"It turns out that she has perfectly inherited her mother's exquisite height. Look, the countess looks like a standard loli girl next to the old count. Wow, I didn't expect that the old count, a rough mountain man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually like this kind of thing.

of?

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.”

"Well"

Tris rolled her eyes helplessly, and only explained after Murphy finished complaining:

"The leaders of the mountain people are the same as ordinary people, but halflings are immortals. As far as I know, the countess is much older than the old earl, so what you see is just what you think. The fact is that the old earl likes little Luo

Li, the fact is that a loli girl is playing with the young lady.

Although I didn’t have much interaction with the old Count Siko, I knew that when he was very young, the countess who returned from Port Chardeau was invited to be his family grammar teacher.

To use the weird words of those guys on the forum, this wave, this wave is called rushing masters and rebelling against disciples."

"Ah this!"

Murphy couldn't accept the "too many elements" of the earl's secret for a while. It seems that little Sharon, a clever girl, also knows that her parents' love story is a bit too scary, so she has been carefully concealing it.

Or maybe little Sharon doesn't know these old events at all? This is basically equal to the dark history of her parents, right?

"When you two are gossiping about our husband and wife, can you take care of the mood of the person involved?"

While Murphy and Tris were exchanging these strange things, the old earl, who had been silent, suddenly spoke hoarsely:
To be continued...