"Let me go! Let me go! You rude bastards!"

Under the cover of night, in a crumbling palace not far from the ruins of Narthalas city, Mrs. Iresor, who was wearing a gorgeous robe, was grabbed by the arm by a heavily armed Dark Blade warrior and dragged out staggeringly.

Outside the collapsed palace.

The power of the Realm of Death is surging in these ruins. Under the pressure of Tyrion's will, these noble ghosts surrounded by soldiers rushing out from the Realm of Death are simply unable to self-destruct... and

Facing the palace that had been completely occupied by the Dark Blade, these nobles who belonged to Prince Farodis 10,000 years ago had no choice but to surrender.

Even if they wanted to resist, they couldn't resist... The soul-robbing abilities of the evil gods in the night sky were simply fatal to these weird ghosts. Some of the disobedient guys had their souls forcibly taken away.

The remaining nobles were frightened.

Even though ten thousand years have passed under the curse, their thinking is still the original thinking of the upper elf, and the only person their vicious curse can harm is Prince Faroldis... As the old saying goes, people,

Those who can be hurt are always those who have good intentions toward themselves.

"Elder Edes? Why are you here? We haven't seen you in ten thousand years!"

Mrs. Iriser was rudely pushed aside by the Dark Blade soldier. The beautiful lady glared fiercely at the undead soldier wearing a black helmet behind her. She rubbed her wrist and looked for her in the crowd.

, and soon, she found a guy who appeared here unexpectedly.

"Where have you been for the past ten thousand years? Do you know how worried we are about you? You said you just went for a walk?"

Mrs. Iriser looked at the slightly embarrassed upper elf elder in robes in front of her with suspicion. Faced with Mrs. Iriser's question and the strange look in her eyes, the latter said uncomfortably:

"I don't know what happened, my Mrs. Iriser. I just heard a huge crash, and then I was crushed under the collapsed wood. After that, I have been waiting for rescue in the water."

The old elder who had been soaked in the cold lake for ten thousand years seemed to be a little confused. He looked around and asked in a low voice:

"So, where did that cute girl I was walking with disappear to?"

It was obvious that the elder's words could not be concealed from this well-informed palace lady. Mrs. Iriser crossed her arms and said to Elder Edes:

"Don't lie to us, Eds, didn't you go out and fool around with that purple-haired goblin maid?"

"What? No!"

The old elder hurriedly shook his arms and denied:

"No! Of course not!"

As he spoke, he looked at Mrs. Iriser's disdainful look, and the old elder shrugged helplessly:

"Okay, I went to meet another girl..."

"Don't talk! Stay quiet!"

A rude voice came from the side, interrupting the somewhat naughty and somewhat ruinous conversation between the two upper elf ghosts. Mrs. Iriser and Elder Edes turned around at the same time, and saw a man riding on a horse.

The high-level death knight on the skeleton horse looked at them indifferently. The indifferent eyes under the black helmet made the two distinguished ghosts feel fear, and they closed their mouths angrily.

At this moment, the open space surrounded by 30 cold ax guns is already bustling with many ghosts with "status" similar to Mrs. Iriser and Elder Eds.

The prominent "big men" in the decadent palace were all the rulers who managed the city of Nathalas in the past. Now, these fierce soldiers who almost descended from the sky are holding them here. Obviously, they need to do something.

What worries the ghosts even more is that the forces behind these soldiers have the ability to suppress the "curse", which means that the "self-destruction behavior" they have used to protect themselves for ten thousand years can no longer protect them.

.

"I said, Mrs. Iriser, I'm still a little confused about the situation."

Seeing the death knight holding the reins of the horse and leaving, Elder Edes quietly reached out his hand and lifted up Mrs. Iriser's slim waist in an ambiguous gesture. It looked like he was protecting her. In fact,

Two people were talking quietly.

"Honey, tell me, what's going on here?"

Elder Edes glanced at the crowd and asked in a low voice:

"Why didn't that damn traitor come? Was he assassinated? That would be great!"

Because of this somewhat Menglang-like title, Mrs. Iriser glared at the elder fiercely. Then she lowered her voice and said to the elder who didn't understand the situation:

"The traitor Farodis has long disappeared. He disappeared when the demons attacked the palace two days ago. Maybe he was captured by the demons, maybe he was killed, but now these soldiers are not the same as the demons.

Man, they appeared suddenly. Just after nightfall, I planned to take a nap, but I was woken up by them. Their number was almost endless..."

Having said this, the palace lady patted her chest with some fear and said to the elder:

"I also saw the brave Captain Thades leading the Night Watch against them, but he was quickly defeated by this group of weird undead. They have some way to forcibly suppress our escape... There is no doubt that,

This is a group of villains, a group of destroyers who come to destroy Saranas..."

Speaking of this kind of thing, Madam Ghost Spirit suddenly sighed, and her always suspicious attitude seemed to return to normal at this moment, but it only took one sentence.

"That's fine, that's fine...this cursed city should have been destroyed long ago."

"Well, I don't think they are bad people."

Elder Edes hesitated, but in the end he told Mrs. Iriser what he had just experienced:

"Did you know? My dear Arisel, I was rescued by this group of weird undead soldiers. They sent people to the bottom of the lake and rescued me from under the log. On the way back with them, I also

I saw those blue dragons that live in our northern mountains...you know them, right? That old blue dragon that is very difficult to mess with..."

"What happened to those dragons?"

An upper elf noble holding a wine bottle next to him asked curiously:

"Were you killed by these undead?"

These poor guys have been trapped in Assuna for ten thousand years. They have no real entertainment activities at all, so the bit of news brought back by Elder Edes is simply the best gossip news in their opinion.

, for a time, many people's eyes were cast on Elder Edes, who had a poor reputation. The latter was watched by others. He coughed slightly in a pretentious manner, then lowered his voice and said with a stern expression:

"No! I saw with my own eyes that those blue dragons were moving! These undead were helping those blue dragons move...even the dragon eggs that the blue dragons regarded as treasures were moved out!"

"Oh, Queen Azshara is here."

Another noble lady let out a pretentious scream. She covered her mouth with half of her fan and whispered to the others:

"Those blue dragons treasure their dragon eggs. Last time I wanted to see those dragon eggs, but I was rudely kicked out by the blue dragons. They were actually willing to give the eggs to the undead. Oh, those poor ones

Blue dragons must be coerced by these terrible undead like us, they are so pitiful."

"This is not..."

Elder Edes said with a strange expression:

"I saw that the group of blue dragons were getting along well with the undead. The undead made a huge stretcher and lifted the old but powerful blue dragon leader out of his pool... There were at least 100 of them, no.

, 200 undead soldiers carried the stretcher, and I also saw some undead on black horses feeding food to those young dragons who liked to cause trouble... Those young dragons seemed to like them very much."

"That would be even worse!"

Mrs. Iriser said in a low voice:

"Then it proves that the undead and the blue dragon have done some evil things. Maybe... maybe that's why we were arrested. Those blue dragons wanted to monopolize the land of Azsuna, and they hired the undead to kill...

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"Oh, this lady, you have a very open mind..."

Before Mrs. Iriser finished speaking, another voice joined the discussion. At this moment, all the ghosts turned around and saw Luminas Yanghen Station wearing majestic armor but no helmet.

In front of them, the Death Lord was throwing a black stone up and down in his hands.

Her blood-red eyes swept over the restless upper elves in front of her, and then she shook her head:

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, the time for chatting is over..."

A malicious smile appeared at the corner of Luminas's mouth, and she deliberately lowered her voice and said:

"It's time to hit the road...everyone."

"Pa"

The black stone in the Death Lord's hand was crushed, and a crack leading to the Realm of Death was opened in the dark night. The whistling wind of the spiritual world blew the cheeks and hair of all the ghosts, causing them to let out bursts of screams.

She screamed like a chicken, and in the chaotic darkness, a little man with golden glitter all over his body ran out like a gust of wind. She jumped directly into the arms of Luminas, who also cooperated very well.

Hold her in your arms.

"Sister Lumi, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Another strange existence of the Dark Blade Legion, the mysterious Holy Light Ghost Yuna hugged Luminas's shoulders, avoiding the tickling fingers of the Death Lord. She smiled and lay on Luminas's shoulders, asking curiously

:

"Why haven't I seen you come to the hot springs recently?"

"Shua"

Luminas's face immediately fell, and she waved her fingers in a dazed manner:

"I can't go... at least not for the next few years... Those old warlords have banned me from going to the hot springs in the Realm of Death, but it doesn't matter, I will find a way to find you secretly."

After saying that, Lord Death, who was in a bad mood, also lost interest in joking with these ghosts. She stretched out her black gauntleted fingers forward and shouted:

"Get in! Everyone!"

"You...are you kidding!"
To be continued...