Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 562: Nothing to be surprised about
"Calm down, Nikis!"

Veronica quickly spoke up to stop it.

At this time, the cabinet that was protecting Alpite was already covered with scars.

It is not difficult to imagine that if there was no cabinet, this frail old man would have been sent away by the shadow energy under the anger of the chief priest, and others would not even have time to rescue him.

It seemed as if McCalla's people had guessed that the meeting would be so tense, so they specially built such a transparent "meeting cabinet".

Nikis took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart.

Her anger was not her own.

This is the anger of all Nice people.

Behind this "unbalanced" situation is the objective fact that the North is not connected to the Veritas trade system.

Although the magic network is covered, all official receiving terminals are banned, which is equivalent to completely prohibiting the people of Veritas from communicating with the North in an official name. Even trade must be allowed by the temple, rather than large-scale free trade.

These are all the losses we have suffered before.

The wizards were obviously dissatisfied with this, so they took sides.

But if that were all, the anger would be directed towards Veritas.

The cleverness of the latter lies in the fact that while they are taking sides, they interpret the "arbitration behavior" of Eternal Dawn as "beastial behavior full of primitive style."

As a result, every "arbitration notice" broadcast from the Magic Network is filled with accusations and merciless ridicule against the Luku people.

This type of broadcast was widely spread in the North and should have been regulated, but because the content was aimed at attacking the opponents, the Temple turned a blind eye.

Over time, the emotions of the people of Nice towards Veritas shifted, and their anger was directed towards Arbiter Alpite himself, and the Eternal Dawn behind him, while ignoring the real source of the problem.

Then Alpite spoke.

"Chief Priest of the Temple, I do not represent the Eternal Dawn."

His silver-gray eyebrows moved, as if he didn't care at all about the guy in front of him who could kill him with just one breath.

"I'm here to help you. When I'm done talking, it doesn't matter if you want to kill me."

"So, who do you represent?" she asked.

"I represent the Karaoke Knights."

Alpite said calmly.

...

"Hahahahaha..."

Five people were laughing together behind their backs.

The effect they had been longing for was achieved!

Wei Dianyuan: "Damn, this girl is Bai Qi!"

Zhuoyang: "It's OK. I said that you are a professional when it comes to naming."

Teacher Xia: "No, you just count sheep when you name them. Is that really professional?"

Mr. Sa: "Oh, by the way, the name is limited to six characters. So, Brother Yang has finished his name from 'Caught a Sheep' to 'Caught Thousands, Hundreds, Tens of Thousands of Sheep'? What's next?"

Zhuoyang: "Next I will call 'Fully Charged Counterattack' or 'A Breath of Effort'. Don't worry, there are many alternatives."

Mr. Sa: “What, what?”

Teacher Xia: "It's okay, Mr. Sa, this is a joke that only hunters understand, it's normal that you don't know it."

Mr. Sa: “No, I… ah???”

...

When Teacher Xia explained to Mr. Sa that this hunter was not that hunter, Nikis finally calmed down.

"Take this cabinet away," she said.
But after saying that, she suddenly asked, "What material is this made of?"

Huiyue thought that she really asked, and then explained: "This is ore transported from Death Claw Mountain. It has extremely strong resistance to death energy and shadow energy."

"Death energy?"

Nikis thought the wording was very interesting, as if there was a kind of death that was not evil.

Then he looked at Alpite:

"Tell me, how can you help us?"

"Eternal Dawn has experience in closing rifts." Alpite said bluntly.

Nikis blurted out: "This is impossible!"

If this is true, it proves that the Luku people have gone further than them in this regard.

She couldn't accept this.

It is impossible to admit that the people of Nice are inferior to the people of Luku.

She stared at Alpite with her eyes wide open, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Fortunately, Alpite hadn't come out yet, so this thing took another bullet for him.

"you misunderstood."

Alpite smiled bitterly and shook his head.

If it were my old self, I would be amused by her embarrassment and find her ridiculous.

But now, he just felt ridiculous.

Because that’s what he was like at the time.

In the same situation, his reaction was exactly the same as the other party's, sensitive and radical, and it was impossible to sit down and talk.

Since when did people become like this?

Both the Nice people and the Luku people are victims at both ends of the rope in this tug-of-war, and neither side is willing to give up the force first.

Because that might mean failure, and they can't afford to lose, so they can only stay tense.

"22 years ago, we killed a powerful corpse wizard in the caves in the northern suburbs of Duhefulus. Before destroying his soul shrine, he was ordered by his master to self-destruct, which immediately tore open a crack, and a steady stream of undead creatures emerged from it."

Albite continued, "Soon, most of our people were killed or wounded. If this continued, we would only be gradually devoured. At the critical moment, two Crusaders stood up, rushed into the rift, and completely released the Holy Light in their bodies. In layman's terms, this is a spontaneous "self-destruction", but it has nothing to do with torturing the soul. It is purely the high-purity Holy Light energy in their bodies that is stimulated, so the scale of the self-destruction is far inferior to the corpse explosion.

“But at that time, it was enough, because not long after that, the rift closed from the other side.

"From this we can judge that the initiative to close the rift is now completely in the hands of the underworld, just as the initiative to open the rift is completely in our hands... The power of both sides is equal.

"So once the rift is opened, we must use enough attacks to force the other party to fear before the situation becomes too serious to be handled, so that they will take the initiative to close it, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Nikis regained her composure and listened to the former arbitrator's words.

But that doesn't mean she believes it.

"How do I know this isn't your conspiracy—"

"The God of Light is nothing."

Alpite said calmly.

Nikis' eyes widened.

"The God of Holy Light is nothing."

Alpite said it again, calmly and sincerely.

He couldn't be as thorough as Mr. Sa, who called Xanatos a pig even though he was clearly a skeleton.

After all, he had believed in this god for most of his life, and he could admit that he was incompetent, but he was suddenly so malicious...

He couldn't do it anyway.

But this sentence was enough, and Nikis obviously believed it.

She couldn't help but believe that a Luku, and a former arbitrator at that, could do this.

"I'll consider this method." She said vaguely.

She really wanted to leave here. What she had just seen made her feel terrified, and she felt her faith was shaken.

Alpite opened his mouth, but found it difficult to say what was next.

He looked to Huiyue for help, and the latter looked at Veronica.

Finally, the aunt came to Nikis and said:

"In fact, besides him, there are some... people you should meet."

"Who?" Nikis joked, "Could it be that he brought a paladin with him?"

Veronica's expression froze slightly.

Nikis's smile also disappeared.

The air became awkward.

"Really?"

"Really, but they call themselves Warriors of the Holy Light."

Aunt said with gritted teeth.

Nikis took a deep breath, and her flat chest rose and fell slightly.

Holy Light Warrior...

McCalla has so many new terms!
Death energy, holy light warrior.

They can't possibly invent Skeleton Paladins, can they?
"Then let's meet." Nikis said, "I have nothing to be surprised about."

Then, Huiyue had someone remove the baffle on the ground.

Below is a transparent deck. Through the deck, you can see that the cabin below is crowded with humans wearing bright silver armor.

Each of them has dark skin, but is full of sunshine, cheerfulness and health, and waves enthusiastically to the people above their heads.

Leading the group was a skeleton with golden soul fire swaying in its skull.

Dengdeng!

Nikis involuntarily took two steps back.

She felt a little dizzy.

……

The chief priest returned to the temple built in the stronghold on the grounds of poor health, and the management rights here were completely handed over to Veronica.

To some extent, this is also a "promise".

She "does not refuse" to cooperate with the Macara people who carry the power of the Holy Light.

This was already the limit, she would never actively ask for cooperation. This situation was unthinkable before...

This is Delmines, the heart of the Shadowlands.

But the Holy Light Warriors not only came in, but also helped the Nice people fight.

Of course, it won't work if we do it openly. Even if Nice can accept it, other Nice people won't be able to accept it.

If these stationed Nice people had the player's interface UI, perhaps in their eyes, these guys with golden bodies and those undead were all red names, and they would wish to just pull a wave of A and be done with it.

Anyway, there were three entrances to spawn monsters, so Veronica allocated a separate area for them, where they were the only ones active.

Gray Moon brought fifty elite Holy Light warriors, all of whom were the ones with the best performance and the highest survival rate in "Guarding Macara".

Considering the huge advantage of Holy Light over the Undead, as well as the care of the sheep-catching seniors, as long as they don't seek death, they can stand on their own.

There are three reasons for doing this.

The first is to “break the ice”.

That is to test Nikis' bottom line.

Everything has to have a beginning. Without taking this step, nothing will ever be possible.

It now appears that this step has been successful.

The second is to test the "method of obtaining experience points".

Ever since he realized that the source of the soul in the game is "non-killing experience" and that McCalla has the experience aura, Heine has been trying to solve a conjecture -

Can the indigenous people also gain "killing experience"?

That's why he carefully selected 100 Holy Light Warriors of similar strength, half of whom stayed in Macala for normal training, and the other half were brought here for actual combat.

Even without data quantification, you can intuitively see which type of "experience acquisition" is more effective after a period of time.

The third is to truly solve this portal.

After learning the whole story from Teacher Xia, Heine believed that the portal to the underworld was not actually advanced, and it was just an isolated incident - the players were playing too big.

A boss of Savia's level is actually not something they can handle at this stage.

But his life form was special, so he blew himself up under extreme humiliation.

The price of this was the creation of an unprecedented rift, and the loss of the code staff that Wei Dian Yuan had been longing for.

At the same time, it can be seen from the chaos in the underworld that they are just a makeshift team, and it seems that Mr. Zhen Sa doesn't care about this kind of thing at all.

So it’s not that troublesome to handle.

Just as Alpite said, it's just a lack of pressure, so we just need to find a way to cooperate inside and outside!
The holy light can undoubtedly bring the greatest pressure to the underworld.

...

Only two days had passed since the players assisted the Nice people in setting up their defenses when the first wave of undead creatures from the Nether Gate poured out.

A low roar was heard first, and then the smell of decay and decay, accompanied by the appearance of grotesque flesh and blood creatures, spread on a scale visible to the naked eye.

The gate of the underworld was suspended in the air, and the ghostly green light of the evil spirits intertwined into an evil cloud, illuminating the dim cave, and the atmosphere of fear was unstoppable.

Some of the Nice warriors were already starting to feel weak in the knees.

Even if they had been vaccinated in advance, even if the doctrine clearly stated their duty to fight evil, they could not avoid being affected by fear.

"Are we really going to fight these monsters?"

Someone murmured in a low voice.

He felt a chill run up his spine.

The situation of the people around him was not much better than his.

They have been at peace for too long.

Even if they occasionally have to hunt powerful wild ghosts, it is not their turn to take action.

"Look, what is that!?"

This sound was like a thunderclap, and many people's eyes fell on an airship.

Seeing the golden light enveloping the airship, they instinctively felt uncomfortable.

But a sense of admiration welled up uncontrollably.

The airship flew alone towards another crack, like a bright meteor, about to crash into the pale green evil cloud.

"Are you willing?"

The chief priest's voice suddenly rang out, and everyone felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

"Are you willing to hide behind others and watch those users of the power of holy light bleed and sacrifice for you!?"

The sound seems to be very close, knocking on the door of everyone's heart.

"Not reconciled!"

Someone's face flushed and he roared loudly.

"Not reconciled!"

"Not reconciled!"

The cathartic shouts gathered into a river, dispelling the haze of fear.

After performing the magic, Nice breathed a sigh of relief.

Divine magic can only inspire courage, but cannot create it out of thin air.

“I don’t know how they do it.”

She also looked at the McFlurry.

...

"That's it?"

On the airship, Aigis looked at the evil spirit that was rapidly approaching, and a hint of surprise appeared on his dark face.

"Why aren't they red? And why are they twisting so slowly? They're different from what we saw in 'Guarding McCalla'?"

"Could it be a disguise?" A person nearby said cautiously, "After all, evil spirits are very cunning. What if it rushes into the crowd and suddenly explodes, with a concentrated and powerful version pouring out of its body? It's not like we haven't encountered that before!"

Aigis suddenly realized: "That makes sense! Let's find a way to fuck him first and see how good he is!"

"no problem!"

The Holy Light Warriors nearby immediately took action.

The sheep catcher watched them formulate their tactics and did not stop them even if they were wrong.

Elite warriors must learn to grow from failure, and they must realize that sometimes being overly cautious is a waste of resources.

Rather than worrying about this group of people, he was more worried about those four guys.

I hope they don't have too much fun and take away most of the hatred and monsters.

Then the gain outweighs the loss.

The sound of a cannon interrupted the sheep-catching reverie. He looked at the exploding sparks and the fleeing evil spirits, and heard Aigis's somewhat angry shout:

"You've been so nervous for nothing. They're all just useless pieces of shit. Husbands, speed up!"

"Yes!"

The McFlurry wrapped in the Holy Light Field suddenly accelerated, like a golden sword, piercing into the pale green evil cloud.

The rotten flesh and blood creatures followed the scent of living people, squeezed into the pile of evil spirits, and fell onto the deck of the airship like raindrops.

They covered the sky and the earth, forming a thick cocoon that seemed to wrap up the airship.

But the light of the holy combo soon pierced the cocoon from the inside, and the scorched smell of burning and purification filled the deck.

They were divided into groups of five, taking care of each other. Some were responsible for taking on monsters, some were responsible for output, and some were responsible for coordinating and cleaning up the bodies on the deck. They were well organized and their movements were extremely efficient.

In other words, the people of Nice didn't see it. If they had seen it, they would probably be so ashamed that they would collapse into a point.

You're not here to kill monsters, you're here to do housework, right?

Zhuoyang watched the scene with satisfaction, swinging his shield to knock away a blind undead from time to time.

Very good, it seems that the training of "Guarding McCalla" is effective.

But soon, he found that the pressure here suddenly decreased.

It shouldn’t be!

The undead are not afraid of death, and unless the opposing commander is very good at micromanagement, they will not realize the losses so quickly and adjust the number...

At this moment, he looked at the word "爽" floating in the sky in the distance, and he felt numb.

Da Huang's airship is on the other side. Who is writing the word "爽" with shadow energy?

And the wording is not quite right?
Aren’t these “x”s too many?
At the same time, Mr. Sa, who was stepping on Dahuang's head, was also shocked.

"No, why do people in Nice know how to write the word '爽'? Brother Wei, did you teach them?"

Wei Dianyuan: "I didn't... Wait, could it be..."

Mr. Sa: “Oh…I remember it too!”

Back in Ati Town, when Wei Dianyuan used Loulton's energy to burn the shadow essence and attack the monsters in the portal, he threw the word "cool" several times in the air, which was noted down by Andre.

He wrote:
【Shuang = 'Holy Light, die! '】

[And the 'Shuang' rune has the effect of strengthening the Banishing Spell, which is very helpful for sealing the portal. The more "x"s there are, the better the effect.]

Very good, Nice people have learned it very well.

Both of them quickly recalled the past, but also instantly realized a reality that they had to face.

Stimulated by them and the buff of the bad woman, now the two sides are main force vs. main force, and they are actually overshadowed by the NPC...

Can you bear this?

Mr. Sa: "How about..."

Wei Dianyuan: "How about..."

Da Huang: "The advantage is not to steal home, go home and sell cucumbers! Let's charge!"

The floating city was like a stream of black light, abandoning the area it was responsible for and rushing towards the dark platform.

……

At the same time, the underworld.

Seeing Commander Taroz's face becoming increasingly serious, Heine knew that his chance had come.

(End of this chapter)