Chapter 8 The City of Blood at the Peace Conference (1)
"Med, let's get out of here."
Dragging his stunned old friend, Knight Kaland quickly left the room with a strange aura.
When the fat hotel owner saw that something was wrong, he immediately ran downstairs and went to the kitchen to take his wife out of the small shop they had run for decades.
Of course, the soldiers who had already walked upstairs were not fools. They rushed out of this small shop as early as the Knights of Kaland were running away.
The remaining two demon priests looked at each other and saw the same information from each other's eyes.
Unlike the knight who exudes an amazing undead aura, the undead with a human shape in front of him, with no object in the lower half, and only barely growing most of the upper body muscles, there is no undead aura on the body.
If it weren't for his current form, he wouldn't have classified it as a dead soul.
Generally speaking, undead with self-thinking can be called higher undead. Mages who achieve their own goals by exchanging certain conditions usually choose to find some powerful undead to improve their abilities.
However, the knight is already strong enough, and she herself is also a dead soul, and the possibility of a contract-type undead is not very high. The only possibility is that he is a parasitic undead. This type of undead usually maintains the existence of his soul by parasiticizing in the living organisms and absorbs the vitality of the parasitic organisms, but most of them are low-level undeads.
What type of this in front of you?
Just when both priests were still guessing, the undead they thought was just an ordinary person was moving.
After stretching his stiff hands, looking at his body growing at an extremely slow speed, the King of Necromancer smiled calmly, making the two demon priests surrounding him confused.
"It feels so good... I have been for too long and haven't felt my body for too long. Shacili, the traitor, didn't even think about who created him. Not only was he the first to betray me, but he also created these disgusting things..."
"What did you say!!" Before the demon priest reflected on the other party's bold and strange words, he noticed that his body seemed to have undergone some strange change.
When I looked down, I was frightened to find that the part of my feet began to dissolve.
Just like putting soft cheese in boiling oil, the bones and muscles are slowly melting and breaking down.
"This...this is impossible!!"
I thought I had some kind of hallucination, but the pain from my body was so real.
Finally, they found that the sound lost in fear was lost, but after the prayer with a tremolo sound ended, they all found that the protection method used to save lives could not help them escape death.
"His Majesty Shacili, please save your people..."
Looking at the undead's eyes emitting strange light, the priest made a tragic call for help.
"Useless, no matter how strong Shacili is, he is just a god I created. Under my rules, any resistance is futile."
An undetectable light shot out from the mouth of the Necromancer, shooting at the two demon priests who had melted to the point of only their heads without error. The only remaining soul was shattered under the heavy blow of the broken soul, not only the body, but also the existence of the soul was completely wiped out.
As soon as he followed the Dead Knight to jump out of the window, he felt a heat behind him.
Kalander looked back in surprise and saw the strange undead with only the upper bones and muscles spread out his hands, and a faint red light appeared between his fingers. The two seemingly powerful demons melted in the shrill cry.
The irresistible powerful force made their existence disappear from this world in an instant.
"Well... it feels pretty good. Although the recovery is extremely slow, it is barely acceptable." Looking at the undead who floated in the air without using any external force and muttering to himself, Kaland felt a sense of horror for no reason covering him.
Such a dead soul that does not possess any undead aura gave him a more terrifying fear than the previous knight. He was obviously a person who raised his hands and feet and revealed an elegant aura. He was obviously a creature that was more beautiful than an elf, but why did he give people such a terrifying sense of fear?
The terrible thing that makes people tremble from the bones and from the depths of their souls has never been.
"Leave here...Carland... Let's go quickly and go to the Temple of Edma. There are the Golden Tree Knights and the many magicians of Fanue. Only by being with them can you think of a countermeasure against this monster." At this time, Mede, who came to his senses, closed his eyes and forced Karend to look back; "Don't look back, don't look at the Eye of Destruction. The Condensation of Death is not something that we mortals can face. Except for those high-level creatures at the top of the material world, no life can survive in the sight of death." The talent of the Holy Light Master told Mede that the undead who was facing their backs was releasing a very strong energy, and this invisible but deadly power could destroy any life.
"But, the undead had said that the demons had an army advancing towards Hahodell..." Kaland was still a little suspicious of the news he had heard.
"Nothing is useful now. You also see that there are spies from the demons in the city. It is hard to guarantee that there are no traitors in the nobles who are in harmony with each other. Let's go to Edma first and tell the priest what we know." He fell to the ground steadily, and Made ignored Kaland's shouting behind him and quickly ran towards the Grand Temple in the nobles' area.
Seeing the thin undead knight dragging the human girl toward the city gate, Kaland, who had no extra time to think, gave up the pursuit and gritted his teeth and waved to the group of soldiers around him waiting for his orders; "Go to the Temple of Edma!"
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"The Demon Army? This is impossible."
As an envoy to participate in the peace conference held in Shandu, Batuya, the dean of the Fanue Magic Academy, led hundreds of mages to drive to the fortress located on the Shandu border.
I originally planned to take a break and continue moving forward, but I didn't expect to hear such absurd news on the way.
Looking at the gray-bearded old man in front of him, wearing a standard doctor's uniform, panting to the report of the priest who was about to send him out of the city, Batuya attributed this to fantasy and hearsay without thinking.
No matter how much Ningal expands and has ambitions, it is impossible for him to let the army of demons wander past their borders.
"Med..." The Grand Priest of Light Shadlar looked at the person who told him the shocking news.
Maidoff, since the invasion of the undestructed souls forty years ago that almost destroyed the entire Hahodell, the respected Holy Light Master handed the emperor a request to resign from all positions, hid his identity, and continued to live in the rebuilt Hahodell as an ordinary doctor.
No one knows why he made this decision.
The Holy Light Master was second only to the Emperor in the church, and was at the highest position of equality with the Priest of Life and the Paladin. He easily gave up the position of many priests who had been ignorant and became an ordinary person who never had contact with the church.
But now, this person who is unwilling to enter the church has made a special trip to the temple for news that is almost impossible to become a reality...
"How did you know that the army of the demons is about to approach Hahodell? How do you determine the authenticity of this news?" Although Shadlar, who was the same age, was transferred to Hahodell for office after the invasion of the undead, his ability in the church was no worse than that of the former Holy Light Master.
If Med said the truth, then Hahodell would face not only the army of the demons, but also the army of the Northern Alliance.
The Church of Light has secretly grasped some of the evidence that the demons had had frequent contact with the Northern Alliance in private. The Emperor ordered all the troops of the Holy Dragon Knights to go north, perhaps because of concern about the current situation of the Northern Alliance.
If they really betray humans, the demon army would enter the inland of the northern continent without resistance, which would also cause a terrible war.
In recent hundreds of years, the alliances in the Northern Continent have been in constant internal strife, and the unity of the mercenary kings when they led various countries to fight against the demons. In such a chaotic situation, how could humans rely on their own strength to defeat the demons that had already planned to invade the Northern Continent?
"Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, if it were something she said, I believe that even you would not doubt the truth of this matter." Med knew that what he was about to say might cause panic, but he had no choice.
"She? Why don't I understand what you are saying?"
"Shadlar, do you remember the scene when you came to this city..."
"How could it be possible to forget..." Med's words seemed to bring Shadlar back to the terrible night forty years ago.
When he received the order from the Emperor of the Pharaoh, he led a whole group of Holy Dragon Knights to Hahodell, who was besieged by the undead, it was already a dead city.
Almost not many people survived, and death enveloped the city, once known as the pearl of the Ice Crystal Continent.
But, what does that have to do with the invasion of the demons?
"General of the Underworld, the undead who almost destroyed Hahodell, the undead who brought endless sadness to the northern continent is back. The news that the demon army is advancing towards Hahodell is from its mouth."
Chapter completed!