Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 42: Knights of the Manor Group
Stepping into the courtyard with one foot, the sky immediately turned gloomy.

Todd was shaken by the cold wind, but soon there was a big warm hand on his back.

"Regiment, leader?"

"It's okay, recruit. It's your first time contacting necromancy, right? Haha, you'll get used to it."

Jason, the group leader with a scar on his face, patted him on the shoulder.

"They're all just scaremongering stuff. There's nothing to be afraid of."

The opponent's armor shone with a faint golden light, conveying a holy and warm feeling.

It was one of the deposits paid in advance by the client. It was a set of armor enchanted with the power of primary holy light protection and barrier, with a unit price of 40 gold coins.

In addition, there are ten weapons of various types enchanted with the power of light judgment. The centralized purchase from the Lion King Trading House costs more than 80 gold coins, which is also a large expense for their mercenary group.

After appeasing the new recruits, Jason made a gesture to the people behind him.

"Purification arrows, holy light phlogiston bottle, ready - release!"

In an instant, ten golden enchantment arrows were aimed at different areas of the wall and shot out, and the arc light illuminated the night sky.

Bottles with swaying golden flames were also deliberately thrown towards the windows and patio areas.

The sound of beatings and collisions was endless.

Dry vines and ivy were instantly ignited.

Bursts of green light suddenly appeared on the mottled walls, trying to extinguish the flames like a waterfall.

The two forces pulled back and forth, devouring each other, and the battle was fierce.

Jason waved:

"Go on—let it go!"

This time it was ordinary fire arrows and Molotov cocktails. Their family could not afford to make them like that.

The orange flames merged with the pale gold, raging on the wall together, and the screams of the wandering souls could be heard faintly as they were being burned.

After using up three-quarters of its reserves, the magic shell on the castle finally dissipated.

The blazing fire light illuminated the joy on everyone's faces.

"There is nothing to fear from necromancy!"

"What a haunted manor, nothing more than that!"

"Keep setting fire and burn them to death!"

Jason was in pain and satisfied at the same time.

This time the client was generous, and the deposit alone was worth more than one hundred gold coins.

Therefore, their Roaring Mercenary Group was not stingy and spent huge sums of money to purchase these consumables.

As a necromancer family that has been entrenched here for many years, Kitiler's manor itself is a small fortress, which is worthy of such an expense.

On the other hand, Dylan Gitile doesn't need to care.

Although he is a necromancer close to the fourth level, he lost a blood puppet, and the entire evil farm was purified by this generous holy light. Now he is just a pheasant with no feathers, and there is nothing to be afraid of!

As for that Heine...

It is said that this person was expelled from the bone burial ground half a month ago. Although he got a few weird skeletons from nowhere, what is the use of them?
Skeleton rogues who can sneak, skeleton warriors who are not afraid of the holy light...

They're all just skeletons.

It is not worth mentioning in front of their mercenary group with rich combat experience and tacit cooperation.

Recruit Todd was also in high spirits, but at this moment, he saw a slightly bloated figure appearing on the balcony of the third floor.

He sneaked away from the flames and quickly threw three or five jars this way.

Todd immediately set up his bow and shot an arrow, but someone in the team was faster than him!
Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows pierced the night sky, and jars exploded above everyone's heads.

Seeing that the dust was about to fall into the crowd, someone immediately opened a bulging bag, and a gust of wind came out of it, blowing the dust above his head back and into the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone burst into laughter, but it soon stopped.

As unknown dust was drawn into the fire, the flames quickly extinguished.

Everyone seemed to have been slapped. Seeing that their momentum was blocked, Jason made a quick decision:
"The castle's enchantment has been broken, prepare to fight!"

Dazzling holy light aura emerged from his body, he quickly stepped forward and kicked open the castle door.

In an instant, countless dark bats with red eyes flew out.

He stood his sword upright in front of him, like a rock in the torrent that remained motionless. On the contrary, the bats were shattered into pieces by the holy light.

Although he could sense the Holy Light, he did not go to the Church of the Holy Light to be baptized.

This is not just a matter of being submerged in the establishment, he is also unable to transform his beliefs into the eternal light.

A true paladin will not lack the protection of the Holy Light before his will to fight dies, but he must store the Holy Light like a mage stores mana, using every point less.

But that's enough.

As Jason broke open the door like a sharp blade, Molotov cocktails and fire arrows were shot in for free.

The hall on the first floor instantly turned into a sea of ​​​​fire, and more than [-] people poured in menacingly.

At this time, armor possessed by wandering spirits, puppets, and horrifying skeletons and corpses poured out from all directions.

However, in front of the rolling heat waves and the vigorous mercenaries, they fell one after another like wheat.

"Each small team should stay relatively concentrated and dispersed, and don't stay away from the main force!"

"Proceed from floor to floor, detecting traps and evil before ascending the stairs!"

"Keep detecting stealth and beware of the opponent's rogue skeletons!"

Jason shouted in command.

The team cleaned up Dylan's inventory in an orderly manner and rushed to the second floor in one go.

Facing the deep and long corridor, Jason raised his hand and motioned to spread out along both sides.

He made a gesture, and a dark-skinned, short Konu man came to the corridor surrounded by two guards.

He placed his two hands on the wooden floor, and the stone string hanging around his neck began to tremble and emit an earthy yellow light.

A ball of light with a strong earthy smell gradually gathered, and as he recited a difficult-to-speak incantation, it suddenly surged forward!

boom--

The earthy air wave swept across the entire corridor like a furious wave!Traps, mechanisms, restrictions, hidden wandering souls...

Not even a scrap was left behind under the wash of the air waves.

The originally smooth corridors were ravaged into rugged caves.

The Konu man fell down in despair, but the momentum of his teammates became even higher!
Jason waved his hand:
"Search every room thoroughly, move forward!"

"it is good!"

"Long live the captain!"

The mercenaries cheered loudly and rushed forward with howls.

The remaining earthy smell and the noisy shouts of death diluted their fear, and they became more and more into the state.

This will make them more alert, more flexible, and more excited.

But it’s also harder to restrain.

Now that they were scattered in different rooms, and Jason himself was on guard in the corridor, the situation changed slightly.

"Gold! The candlestick is plated with gold!"

"There are actually lighting stones on the wall!? This is too extravagant!"

"There is actually dried hemolytic grass on the shelf..."

Even if Jason tried to control them, they couldn't be as disciplined as the military.

He didn't think about the restrictions. As the battle progressed to this point, he really needed some luck.

At this moment, he suddenly heard screams from the end of the team.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"It's the wanderer skeleton!"

"Where's the trap? Didn't you agree to leave a trap?"

Jason shouted: "Shut up! You idiots! I told you to stay in formation!"

"The caster moves closer to the center of the team. Where is the rogue? Where is our rogue? Find that damn skeleton for me!"

But just as he finished speaking, a young man in black robe suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Heine Heinrich?"

Someone recognized him immediately.

Jason's eyes shone brightly: "This is the mission goal, chase it! Chase it!"

He always remembered that there were only three humans here.

Especially the guy in front of him, as long as he is killed, the three skeletons will also lose their combat effectiveness.

Jason rushed forward immediately!
Suddenly, a bloody figure appeared in the corridor ahead, blocking his way.

Jason's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly realized that this wasn't Arthur.

If so, he would have been cut in half by now...

However, just when his speed did not slow down at all and he rushed straight towards this guy, his opponent made a move that he could not forget.

The opponent squatted slightly, then took a big step forward.

boom!
A large ball of golden flames overflowed from the opponent's feet and spread everywhere in the narrow corridor, spreading at least three or four meters away!
From the flame, he felt a familiar wave.

And the searing heat...

This is……

Holy light?

……

"Cool!!"

With a dedicated kick, the sheep caught the sheep and shouted excitedly.

"Do you know how long I have been looking forward to this day?

"I stepped on the corridor to give, I never thought about it like this in my last life!"

Mr. Sa: "Do you have any explanation? I only remember a saying called 'Manor to form Paladins', so I have never formed a knight in Haunted Manor, Nightmare Manor or Crimson Manor."

Teacher Xia: "Devotion in a small space will spread like a carpet, and even the isolation barrier cannot cover it. The characteristics of the holy light are blazing and conspicuous. Just like a lamp at night, it will spread out all the people in a spherical area with a radius of 20 meters. Monsters whose perception is greater than the baseline value and are hostile to the Holy Light are all pulled over, which can be called a group-killing engine."

Mr. Sa: "...Bullshit, luckily I haven't formed a Paladin before."

Zhu Sheep: "Oh, you're a hunter, you have the nerve to talk to me? I'm sorry, I don't have a hunter in the dungeon of Obscure Space."

Mr. Sa: "Are you discriminating against me?"

Teacher Xia: "The falling star shot hit the floor, and the barrage shot drilled into the wall. If you ask me, you two sleeping dragons and phoenixes, no one should despise the other. Add in an ancestor, and the five fathers will make noises with each other. The fluctuation of souls can stop them. Wang came from the top of the building to the first floor."

"Hahaha……"

Mr. Sa awkwardly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, these people look quite professional. How are you doing inside? My friends are already in place outside."

Zhu Sheep: "Heine's hatred is stable. As expected, the big brother's butt is the magic weapon to open the team. I'm here to take over the enemy. One man can block ten thousand others."

"Where's Teacher Xia?"

Teacher Xia: "I can only say that I am invincible! Do you know how good it feels to be entangled by blood-sucking vines? I am Spider-Man now! I have at least 14 points of agility now. What is the concept of this? Killing indiscriminately!"

"They never thought that I could actually crawl around on top of their heads. I was really crawling, man! Coupled with level [-] stealth, all their rogues were dead. With the vampire vines around, the bodies didn't even fall to the ground. !”

Mr. Sa: "It's useless for you to kill indiscriminately, but you can also jump into their crowd from above and play Wushuang?"

Catching Sheep: "Don't tell me, he really did it."

Mr. Sa: "Huh?"

...

In the corridor at this time, Jason was stopped by the sheep-catching kick offering.

Pop, pop, pop!
It was like a cannon, and it was impossible to hear how many bottles were smashed on the walls, floor, and ceiling.

Yellow-green, gray-black, moist, dry, sticky, exploding...

All kinds of powders, mist, and mucus instantly enveloped the entire corridor.

The screams came one after another.

(End of this chapter)