The Rise of the Cemetery

(Today is the birthday of the book friend Abyssal Lord, everyone wish him a happy birthday!)

Klein Continent, Eldine States, Hans City.

The road after the rain is a little wet.

Compared with the neat bluestone slab pavement in the noble areas, the roads in the slums can be compared with the dirt roads in the countryside. Each foot goes down, it is a deep pit, and the strong suction force will even attract the unsteady soles into it and cannot be pulled out. The dung, the **** and the like from the sides of the road will float on the turbid and dirty water, leaving nowhere to go.

The air is always filled with an endless smell.

This is a unique taste in slums.

Walking around the city, as long as you smell this smell, you know that it is very close to the slums.

Numerous shacks and dilapidated wooden houses resemble deformed mushrooms, popping up from house to house. Only those ruthless characters with certain abilities are eligible to live in the barely complete houses, and more poor ghosts, drunkards, tramps, prostitutes, thieves can only shrink into the wooden house full of holes.

As for those shacks that only have two or three wooden boards around them, it will be regarded as a "women's shack", but only those beggars who eat together and die. Many of them are extremely old, unable to walk out of the simple shack, and can only lie on the moist wooden boards motionless, letting the rain drip from the roof drown on them. Only the weak oral remarks that sounded every third can determine that they are still alive.

This is a small shack located at the end of the alley, where such a "dead body" lies. The thin and shriveled body, withered and shrunken skull-shaped head, the whole body has been thin like a stickman. If it were not that the chest was still slightly undulating, and there was a faint white gas between the nose and nose, I am afraid most people who saw it would regard him as a dead body.

In the miserable rainy night, even those rogue villains were reluctant to come out and freeze in such a night, so the narrow and dirty alleyway was rare and quiet. But in the cold rain of all things still, there is still a black shadow shuttle in the infinite darkness.

He walked around, and the light footsteps were completely covered by the ticking rain. With every available corner shadow, he never reveals himself where the light can reach. By this means, he walked almost all the buildings in this alley, but no one was found.

Finally, he came to the shack where the "dead corpse" was located, and stopped a moment before flashing in.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he didn't light the flint, nor did he speak, but silently looked at the "dead body" lying on the broken wooden board.

Finally, he spoke.

"You can't go forward anymore. Under your influence, the strongholds in several nearby cities have been marked by intrusions from outsiders. The elders are arguing about your affairs, and they will probably hand you over directly to quell the pressure of the guild. Go out. The last attack you encountered may have been the private actions of some elders in the meeting, but this is already a very dangerous sign. You can't go any further! "

There was no echo in the dark shack.

"No matter what you think, our Xiaodaohui has done its best. After this meeting, you'd better not contact us again. But as the old brother in the meeting, I have the last information here. Let me tell you. The initiator of your mission has sent a message through a special channel, asking you to hand over it at Huishan. As for the authenticity of the information, we can verify that the message is indeed reliable! "

"But you need to be careful. After all, this task is entrusted to the public in the Thieves Guild, so there are many people who know it. Not only are you chasing a group of lunatics behind your butt, I'm afraid the same is also behind the principal. It is not easy for you to want a smooth transaction . "

"Shaun, listen to me once. As long as you surrender that thing, the benefits in return are definitely beyond your imagination. Even the morning light church has heard news that as long as you surrender the treasure, they can arrange gods of the archbishop level The surgeon personally performed the "sacred restoration" to your children, and then Xiaomi will definitely be able to recover. Why do you have to pick up that young branch of life? "

The "dead corpse" who had been dying on a wooden board waiting to die suddenly turned his eyes and stared at the dark shadow standing in the corner of the house.

"Holy restoration may help Xiao Nimi recover his health, but he cannot restore his talent. Before the spine was damaged, Xiao Nimi was hailed as the most talented magic swordsman, but now he can only lie helplessly. The bed is sinking. As far as I know, only life twigs full of vitality can restore him to his pre-injury state. If he is your child, how would you choose? "

The figure in the darkness was silent.

In the end, the two had nothing more to talk about. When the sound of rain outside the shed gradually changed from dense to dense, the dark shadow once again escaped into the dark shadow and disappeared into the night. The "dead body" lying dead on the wooden board was also missing.

At the same time, a series of fierce battles broke out around Hans City. Every fierce battle was terrifying, with heavy casualties, but when the belated city law enforcement rushed to the scene, it was often already empty and no longer available.

The heavy rain was still falling.

In a splendid and splendid room in the noble zone, a mind-demon with a terrifying octopus head is sitting in the center. In front of it, a bald man in aristocratic clothes was kneeling down there, letting the other side tentacles shatter his head.

For a time, the grunting sound of Destroying Demon sucking ** was clear and audible.

At the corner of the room, seven or eight humans in different costumes, male and female, all hung their hands in a dull face, silently waiting for the command of the master devil. Even if the demons want to taste their **, they will be "willingly" pious.

When the original owner of this luxury villa was sucked dry ** and fell to the ground, Wickman was satisfied. At this time, there were 3 corpses lying on the ground.

The door creaked softly, and two wet robber-like humans walked into the room, ignoring the treacherous scene in the room, and walked directly to the Demon Devil to stand by.

This is also the soul servant of Destroyer Wickman, but compared to the brain food in this room, the two thieves are still highly valued.

As an underground race unpopular with human beings, mind-slayers rarely go out of the dark area.

Although most of the humans on the surface are weak, they are only classified as food, but there are always some powerful individuals or organizations in the middle, which are not something that can be provoked by the mind-slayer.

So the first thing Wickman did when he sneaked into Hans City was to control the two thieves who were not inferior in quality to search for news for himself, and he himself hid in this hidden and safe place to enjoy the feast of the human brain.

Unlike the control of these brain foods, Wickman's control of the two thieves is more similar to the "spell the human" spell, so it does not affect the intelligence of the recipient. Although it will inevitably appear a bit delayed, but at least not like those brain foods, the saliva is wet and the chest is still unknown.

There was no sound of conversation in the room, and the octopus-shaped tentacles of Wickman's jaws rolled up, just a simple "thinking perception" to get the intelligence they wanted from the brains of the two thieves.

The human brain, as long as it does not exert a spiritual barrier, is a treasure trove of openings to the demon.

Regarding the treasure thief, these two level 78 thieves are unlikely to detect any high-level intelligence, but they have heard an important clue from the side.

This evening, the knife of the thieves ’guild once came to an elder level 16 or above. But the other party was in a hurry, and the whereabouts were secret. The two thieves did not have his specific information. Hans City is a small place. If there is a 16-level guy, it will be a big news. But after these two days, it became obscured again, and it was not noticeable at all.

In contrast, the two thieves have a lot of intelligence on the new faces that have suddenly appeared in Hans City in the past few days.

There is a trace of Necromancer in the vicinity of the Amman wooden house in the east of the city ...

A team from the Justice Church entered Hanstown in the afternoon and stayed at the Manlysée Hotel, accompanied by an archbishop, a Templar, and some of the entourage ...

The old Hutton ’s wooden house in the slums of the north of the city was occupied by a group of strangers. It was a mysterious entry and exit. It is suspected that the mercenaries who were running in the direction of Taranta to fight the autumn wind might have legends hidden inside ...

The mansion of the XXX nobleman in the city center is suspected of being occupied, and the servants of the family have not appeared all day. The current situation is unknown ...

In the evening, a black robe enters Hans City and its destination is unknown, suspected of being a caster ...

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Pieces of broken and messy information are like a dark warehouse that has not been cleaned for a long time. If it is not the Devil Devil, this group is naturally good at heart perception and thinking exploration, and it may be difficult for other people to sort out useful information from it.

In every city, it is still the easiest way to find these mice who like to hide in the sewers. In such a piecemeal message, they even noticed their own foothold.

Damn, the Lord hasn't found it yet, so many competitors have appeared. It seems that looking for an opportunity to clean them all up!

With the most venomous respect, Wickman evaluated every character who appeared in the intelligence, and no one could provoke it at will. This can't help but make it more and more boring!

But just when it was thinking whether it was time to hide itself in another place, a tremendous loud noise from outside the room came when the two wide and gorgeous doors of the villa were knocked open.

At the same time, Wakeman's psionic traps placed around the villa also received a triggered alarm.

An enemy is attacking? !

Even without going out, just across three or four walls and countless portals, Wickman could perceive that "smelly smell" permeated in the air, which was the taste of the magician.

"Damn demon, go back to your dark ground, otherwise you are waiting to be judged by the God of Justice!"

"Demon, get out and die!

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Listening to the roar of the "madman" outside the church, Wickman's mood suddenly changed.

Damn it, the ranks of the Church of Justice!