At five o'clock in the morning, Quak fell to the dock, still shrouded in darkness. Pilok walked on the empty street, secretly whispering his boss, inhuman things, and for his face, he actually asked himself to go to work three hours in advance. You are so troubled and unpopular, you are abominable thing!

He cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to pause at all because he needed this job that earned a weekly income from Jinmalang.

This job allows him to appear in front of his relatives and friends with decent appearance, allow him to live in a townhouse in Quaker, and allow his family to live a middle-class life.

Bacon, fried fish, honey bread...

Thinking of these foods that make people feel good, Pilok's pace involuntarily accelerated a little.

Hey, there was someone in front of him. It seemed that he was a guy who was as unlucky as himself and had to work overtime. Pilok was a gentleman who liked to make friends, and he immediately walked towards the figure quickly.

"Brother, where are you going?" Pilok patted the other person's shoulder with his palm, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

But when the figure turned his head, Pilok suddenly felt his consciousness frozen.

Because he turned his head and was a skeleton, there were only two scattered green flames in his eyes.

What happened? What did I see? Pilok wanted to escape, but he found that he could not take any steps.

"I am the necromancer Philro. It is your honor to meet me. I tell you that death covers the earth, and thunder will be swallowed up. Only by sinking can it last forever!"

In the stiffness, a terrifying voice fell into Pilok's ears, causing Pilok to tremble.

The Necromancer is a terrifying Necromancer!

The necromancer Philro is coming to Quak to fall, this... this is really scary. But in the fear, what Pilok thinks the most is what he should do?

I don't know how long it took, but Pilok finally woke up from his shock. He looked around for a few times and found that there was nothing.

At this moment, he rushed towards the Thunder Temple full of panic.

When Pilok came to the Thunder Church, he found that he was not the first to come. At this time, twenty or thirty people had gathered outside the Thunder Church.

They talked about their experiences one by one, and what they said most was the fact that the undead wizard was coming to Quak's down.

Death covers the earth, and thunder will be swallowed up. Only by sinking can it last forever!

The pastor who always looks calm and gentle on weekdays, his forehead is already sweating, but all he can do is to calm everyone down and wait for the bishop's decision.

The back hall of the Thunder Hall seemed extremely depressed at this time. The servants in charge of serving tiptoed and did not dare to make footsteps when they walked around.

In the past, both the bishop and the priest were extremely gentle, and even if they did something wrong occasionally, they would not pursue it too much.

But now, they feel the cold winter is coming.

Lu Dan's face looked very bad, but it was not the time when he was angry. He looked carefully at the majestic voice, waiting for the arrival of thunder.

"Did you find out who did it?" The faint voice was extremely peaceful, but Lu Dan could feel the thunderous rage hidden inside.

It can make thunder as beautiful as a poem, this is the ability of the five thunder poets in the Thunder Sequence. Faced with this existence that is infinitely close to the demigod, Lu Dan's voice was very frightened: "The person who took action is very cunning. The time he chose was before dawn, and it was also the time when our punisher was most relaxed."

Just as Lu Dan spoke, Bishop Midolan's eyes had already fallen on him. With this gaze, Lu Dan felt a kind of cold pressure.

Under this pressure, he felt like a tit without defense, trembling.

"Sir, I have asked the temple to recreate the situation last night by sealing treasures. No matter who it is, he cannot escape."

Lu Dan's words only caused two words: "Silly!"

"Does this kind of thing still need to be borrowed from the temple to check it? You just need to grasp it a little bit: whoever benefits from this matter will be the initiator!" Midoran was a little angry: "You won't even know this, right?"

Midoran's voice was not high, but it was loud and loud, with all the right amount and weight!

"Sir, I was negligent. I didn't expect that a little lord would dare to do such an extraordinary thing."

While Lu Dan spoke, he suddenly stood up and said, "I will let the punisher arrest him."

"In what name do you arrest him? Are you sure that if you arrest him like this, you will not arouse the suspicion of the people in the temple?"

Midolan looked at Lu Dan and said lightly: "Calm down! Remember the first sentence of our Thunder Sacred Book, we believe in Thunder, and we must believe in Thunder with our heart."

"Have your heart, do you understand?"

Lu Dan's expression slowly returned to calm. He said in a deep voice: "Sir, I understand that since the Lord has not been exposed, we can completely regard this matter as a provocation of the undead wizard."

"Yes, I will take action myself to expel Philro." Midolan said coldly: "I believe that the news of his escape will spread throughout the Holy Tianlu Empire soon."

Lu Dan nodded, but he still said unwillingly: "You are the best choice to take action like this, but I feel uncomfortable when I think of letting the child watch jokes."

Midoran smiled coldly and said, "Watch the fun? Haha, you're thinking too much."

"Next, you should ask someone to take action and let that child remember that many things cannot be solved by thinking about ideas."

"Strength is the most effective choice to solve problems."

Lu Dan was stunned for a moment. Just now, Midolan wanted to take action in person to cover up his relationship with the undead wizard, and now he wants to kill Anlton. Isn’t this a bit contradictory?

"Remember, there are a lot of things happening in the chaos, and some ants die in the storm, which is normal."

When Midoran said this, he closed his eyes gently.

The carriage slowly walked on the street of Quak's fallen dungeon, and Qin Nan was still on the way to visit Bishop Midolan.

Looking at the pedestrians who were whispering on the streets, Qin Nan knew that his plan had achieved considerable results.

But at this moment, his heart was not calm. Not only did he not have the joy of planning success, but he even felt a little depressed.

Midolan and others would definitely doubt themselves. After all, they all knew that the necromancer wanted to kill him.

What will they do next?

Qin Nan did not regret his actions. He had no choice. Instead of waiting for death, it would be better to take a try.

"Where is this place?" When he arrived at the door of a lively street, Qin Nan asked casually at the servant who was driving the carriage.

"This is Iron Ship Street." The servant replied respectfully.
Chapter completed!