Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 575: Chaos and Overturning the Table
The city of Vittel is located at the easternmost part of the North. The Naldoran River is narrowest here, and there are large plains on both sides. They were once part of the Luku Plain. Later, the Nice people and the Luku people lived on both sides of the river. Their relationship was not harmonious, but it was not hostile either.

After all, in this bitterly cold place where no one lives, when you see a human figure in the wild, you have to doubt whether it is a ghost. At such a life-and-death moment, faith seems less important. The key is how to survive.

So the black market here often sees goods coming from across the river, and vice versa.

The Temple tried several times to change this situation, but to no avail.

After all, people always need to eat, and faith cannot fill the stomach.

In order to better communicate with the Luku people on the other side of the river, there is a secret base of Shadow Footsteps on the outskirts of Vitel City. In addition to stealing, this group of Nice thieves also has a technical job - controlling the receiving end of the magic network.

The magic network still covers the North, and official reception is strictly prohibited.

But in this bitterly cold land with a lack of entertainment, the wild listening stations are like weeds in a field in summer, which can never be completely pulled out.

Over time, a tacit understanding was formed between the Nice people and the gray forces at the time.

The latter is responsible for doing this kind of business that will get you burned to death if discovered, while the former is responsible for purchasing information from the latter.

In this way, even if they are discovered, ordinary people can explain that they were just deceived and will not be sentenced to death.

As long as everyone says this, the constraints of faith can be minimized.

This is also the origin of forces such as Shadow Footsteps.

They are like cigarette filters, they exist to reduce the harm of smoking.

— and then allow people to smoke more.

On the day when Buzina was recalled to Dragon Island, the underground magic network monitoring station in Vitel City was operating as usual.

The old scribe held a cup of hot tea, his eyes fixed on the magic quill he was working on.

It is 9 o'clock in the evening and Veritas's news program "Northland News" is on.

This is a program that mainly provides sharp comments on the situation in the North.

The "Northland" in the title includes not only the Shadow Temple, but also the Ash Front, part of the Mourningwood Valley, and the Northland of the Luku Plains, etc.

The show often connects with some of the Nice people living in Veritas, including but not limited to former clergy who left the Temple, Shadow Technicians, etc.

Their words were all impolite, and were full of slander against the Death Speaker Lady, the temple, and the believers. Some of them were exaggerations, some were malicious slander, and even if there was a nice word or two occasionally, they would turn into sarcasm under the guidance of the host.

If a shadow transcendent above level five were to listen to this, he would probably explode with anger on the spot.

But its audience are basically ordinary people who are not strongly bound to extraordinary energy.

For the Nice people who really have nothing to listen to, these things are like rice mixed with slop; as long as they can fill their stomachs, they will eat them.

At first they would indeed get angry and argue with each other until their faces turned red.

But after listening to it for a long time, I got used to it.

Those originally harsh words are no longer so unpleasant, and they are sometimes even used as jokes by themselves.

Of course, it was a joke played on our own people in private.

At this point, no one cares whether what is happening here is true or false. After all, as long as it is funny enough, who cares?

On the contrary, those who are new to Vettel City will get very angry and quarrel with others.

And such people are undoubtedly more interesting jokes in the eyes of others.

Suddenly, the scribe's eyes widened.

The magic feather pen wrote the following words:

"This is definitely the most absurd, but also the most explosive news in the history of this program: a large number of paladins appeared in Delmines! The power of the Holy Light has penetrated deep into the north. How did this happen? Don't go away. The program team is about to connect with our old friend, Mr. Pavel Fedorov, who knows the Shadow Temple better than anyone else. After the commercial, I will be back soon!"

Bang!

The transcriber smashed the cup in his hand to the ground, spilling the hot tea all over the floor.

He rushed forward, grabbed the parchment, and stumbled out.

"Big news! Big news!"

...

The same scene occurred in various northern cities far away from Saint-Cité.

The secret of Delmines was known to the people of Veritas through some unknown channel, and then leaked out from the underground listening station, spread in the streets and alleys, and discussed in the taverns.

At first, people only communicated with eye contact, then some people discussed in a low voice, and later they talked loudly, no longer caring about the consequences of doing so.

After all, they were angry about the "appearance of the power of the Holy Light in Delmines", which is what a believer should do.

Since it is what we should do, we should do more of it!

No one can stop them.

Anyone who tries to stop her would be standing against Ms. Death Speaker!
By the next day, some people in the local newspapers were already "catching the hot spots" in veiled terms. Now even those who usually refused to receive information from the magic network were forced to get involved in this frenzy of condemnation.

On the third day, the farther away from Saint-Cité, the more difficult the area was to control, and the larger the angry crowd became.

By the time the Temple realized what had happened, it was too late.

This voice is gradually approaching Saint-Cité.

However, cities in the south, especially Godeliya, were not affected at all.

Firstly, the signal of the magic network here is weak and has been almost covered by McCala's inner world.

Secondly, because Shadow's footsteps have been squeezed out by the Brotherhood and merged, it has gradually moved away from the first- and second-tier cities and moved to the eighteenth-tier cities.

Since the Brotherhood has clung to McCalla's influence, it has become more and more like a regular army. How could it possibly keep something like a listening station?
But the fact that Saint-Citén had no influence does not mean that Delmines had none.

After all, elsewhere it's just a rumor.

And here, there really are paladins.

……

Delmines.

In the combat command room, two groups of people were facing each other and the air was so stagnant that it seemed frozen.

On one side was the local garrison leader who came to question, with a dark crowd of people standing behind him.

These people are at least sixth-level warlocks, priests and black knights.

They are all undoubtedly innocent, and the shadows in their souls speak for themselves.

Precisely because of their innocence, they are also the easiest to be instigated.

The anger and awkwardness accumulated from "fighting side by side" over the past few days also found an outlet.

On the other side was Veronica and the leader of the Mackalla reinforcements standing behind her.

Arbitrator Alpite in light armor and the golden sheep catcher looked so dazzling.

This is undoubtedly the best "evidence".

The chief priestess sitting at the highest point said nothing. It was not difficult to tell from her gloomy face that her condition was indeed not very good these days.

The people of Saint Sitine may not know what is happening, but as the "emotional indicator" of all Shadow believers, when people's thoughts collide with each other and conflicts arise, her emotions will also fluctuate uncontrollably.

This is where the conflict is most intense and the root of all contradictions.

Why do the people of Veritas know that there are paladins assisting here?
Who released the news?

Who wants to see unrest in the North?
If these issues can be rationally analyzed based on the existing intelligence, there will be no conflict.

But she couldn't be rational.

Just as excited public sentiment cannot be rational.

What’s even more terrible is that if you don’t look at the problem from a God’s perspective, if you don’t know and understand the problem from an omniscient perspective, you will find that all this is such a coincidence.

Before the two sides started cooperation, the Macara people had been to Yati Town.

Then there was an explosion there, and then there was the horrible black vortex incident.

What happens after the cooperation?

They sent out a Gittier who spoke for the necromancer. Instead of being burned to death, that guy became the patriarch!
They came to Delmines again, and there was a bomb here too.

Not only did it explode, but a terrible undead plague also emerged.

In addition, the hundreds of years of hard work of the Nice people were wasted overnight. They were forced to withdraw from the Cave of a Thousand Souls. Now they can only guard the undead inside from the outside and prevent them from coming out.

Then, the Macaras sent reinforcements carrying the power of Holy Light.

Yes, they use the Holy Light to purify the undead in the shadowy land.

Then, the news leaked.

The people of Nice became a laughing stock. The bald man named Pavel, whose ancestors were soul hunters, mocked the Temple on the show for being in power and failing so badly that it had to ask for help from the Holy Light. The poor people of Nice were kept in the dark.

See, once you consider that Macara was the bait prepared by the Veritas and the Luku people, it all seems so reasonable.

There is no doubt that the news was leaked by the McCullagh people here.

Otherwise, why would they apply for a "dedicated line" to McCalla?
These were almost unanimous views, and even though she knew the inside story and even though she knew they were far-fetched, Nikis could not refute them.

Because she couldn't convince anyone.

She couldn't tell everyone the complicated truth.

Because all the gains so far - the benefits brought by the cooperation with McCalla are temporarily hidden, long-term and future.

Even if you know, you may not understand it.

Even if you understand it, you may not be able to accept it.

Being able to not expel Zhuoyang and his men as heretics at this time was already the limit of her restraint, but at this critical juncture, the conflict suddenly broke out to this extent...

All Nikis could do was remain silent.

Until the flames of anger from her followers forced her to make a choice.

...

"We have endured for so many days, and now we need an explanation."

The leading black knight repeated:
"Ms. Veronica, why do you defend these Holy Light scum like this? After your trip to Mackala, did you also betray Ms. Death Speaker?" Veronica did not answer.

Apart from the Macara people, she was probably the only one present who could remain calm.

Whatever she said at this point would be wrong.

The news undoubtedly leaked from here, but not from these people.

The leaker hid behind this group of loyal believers, hoping that they would start a fight.

Then, this rage would not be extinguished, but would burn more and more vigorously, and under the guidance of the Veritas people, it would burn towards the elves and dwarves.

Their target was undoubtedly the shipyard in McCalla.

If they succeed, this business of cooperation among the three tribes will definitely suffer a blow.

This was not her idea, but "guidance" from McCalla.

As soon as the broadcast was released three days ago, McCalla already knew about it, and then the aide named Heine guessed that this was a combination skill of the Veritas people.

On the one hand, he knew that Delmines was under tremendous pressure, so he entrusted Longdao to call Buchina away.

On the other hand, they deliberately provoked the Nice people during the broadcast and used their beliefs to create chaos.

But their source of intelligence was obviously flawed. They only knew that Delmines had the power of Holy Light and that there was a big trouble here.

But he didn't know that there was a Holy Light Skeleton here, and that the work that Buzina was responsible for was actually not critical.

But even so, the counterattack came too fast and too deadly.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

It is foreseeable that even if McCalla's reinforcements were driven away or even burned to death, the people's anger would not be extinguished under the continued guidance of the broadcast.

At this time, "what the enemy is saying" is far more important than "what our own people are saying".

Because over the years they have become accustomed to listening to the "real voice" from the magic network, not to mention that the "big news" mentioned before has been confirmed.

At this point a subtle change in stance occurs.

——If it weren’t for the help of the Veritas people, wouldn’t we have been deceived by the people in the temple?
Now our own people have become enemies.

Then, under the banner of "rejecting the leakage of Shadow technology", they would burn to death in the streets all the nobles who supported this cooperation, and might even organize people to burn down the shipyard.

In the past, the third day after such an incident occurred would have been the fire-fighting stage, when the situation was completely over.

At this time, the magic network broadcast no longer paid attention to this place, or they seemed to know that "anger also has a cooling effect", and turned to look for trouble with other ethnic groups.

Maybe an elf, maybe a dwarf, maybe a Luku.

In short, more jokes would satisfy the people of Nice and neutralize their dissatisfaction with Veritas.

This is why underground listening stations are like weeds and cannot be eradicated.

Because it always says what people want to hear.

But this time is different.

Because there had been a disturbance caused by two skeletons before, the believers were no longer so resistant to words like undead and Macara, and their attitude towards holy light also became more tolerant.

In addition, the other world spreading from the direction of Mackala objectively alleviated the pressure caused by the changes in people's thinking on Nikis.

That’s why “bad women” can last so long.

But now, she can't hold on any longer.

...

Faced with the questioning, Zhuoyang suddenly threw out a line of characters with golden flames.

"What explanation do you want?"

"Hmm? Tell me what you want to say."

As he spoke, he walked forward, and letters popped out one by one, circling around him.

The dazzling holy light made the leading black knight feel resistant. In addition, he had seen the other side fighting head-on with the huge stitched monster in recent days, so he instinctively took a few steps back.

But he soon realized that he should not retreat, and moved forward again:
"I need an explanation from the Chief Priest as to why we should cooperate with this group of Holy Light scum!

"Things have come to this point, how long are you going to remain silent?"

He looked angrily at the silent Nikis.

Catching the Sheep: “I can answer this question.”

"what?"

"Because I'm your father."

The Black Knight was stunned for a moment, then immediately became furious.

"You holy light scum!"

Catching the sheep: "Don't be impatient."

This time, what stopped the opponent was not the line of light characters, but a dragon scale shield wrapped in holy light.

"The answer will be revealed in five seconds."

He said.

Then numbers started popping out from above his head.

"5"

"4"

"3"

At this moment, Nikis's expression suddenly changed, and her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!

Before anyone could react, the sheep catcher counted to 1.
Then——

boom!
boom!
boom!
A series of explosions sounded. The sound was low and distant, but it seemed to explode in the ears, hitting the soul hard!

Just like the explosion in Delmines that day, the spellcasters present could hardly stand, and even an eighth-level warlock as strong as my aunt turned pale.

She looked at the sheep catcher in horror:

"What have you done? How did the Soul Devouring Wall—"

"Didn't you notice that we are missing a hunter and a warlock? There is no time to explain. Let's go!"

When he said this, he had already activated the Holy Shield, and the eggshell-shaped light enveloped Alpite. Then he strode forward with the old man under his arm, and kicked out with a devotion. The distracted Nice people in front of him were knocked to the ground by him.

Veronica hurriedly followed him out, but did not forget to set up another barrier to protect the people in the combat command room.

This time it's real protection.

Because the Soul Devouring Wall that previously blocked Delmines...

Blasted.

Obviously, he was blown away by the skeleton in front of him and his teammates!

When the three rushed out of the camp, evil spirits were already flying everywhere in the sky.

The chief priestess had no time to catch the culprit who destroyed the Soul-Devouring Wall, because her first responsibility was always to protect the believers.

Then she floated in the air, like Queen Medusa in mythology, the chain of forgiveness danced like a silver snake, and countless silver arcs accurately struck every fleeing undead.

Similarly, no one had time to chase after this golden skeleton.

The first priority of the garrison here is to blockade Dermines and prevent the undead from going out to harm ordinary Nice people.

The three of them safely arrived at the airship, which had been disguised and stationed at the exit.

A few minutes ago, it was this airship carrying a group of people that accurately blasted the Soul-Devouring Wall, creating a hole of moderate size in it.

It can produce enough monsters to hold back the Nice people here.

Likewise, it would not allow the Soul Devouring Wall to collapse as a whole, so as to avoid harming more innocent people.

"Did you say it? Did you say it?"

As soon as they met, Mr. Sa couldn't wait to ask, "Did you say the line I carefully designed for you, Brother Yang?"

Zhuoyang: "I've already said it, look how anxious you are. I didn't even take a screenshot, why are you so excited?"

Mr. Sa: "But I feel relieved! If I don't say this, I feel like I came here for nothing and left for nothing. What a bunch of ungrateful bastards, pure idiots."

The black knight in the lead has been giving them a hard time these days.

If it wasn't for Brother Yang pulling him back, Mr. Sa would have killed him and his tent with a ST in the middle of the night.

Wei Dian Yuan: "Indeed, pure idiot."

Fortunately, my aunt couldn’t hear what they were saying.

But it did not affect her complicated look at the three skeletons.

"We are getting ready to run away. Do you want to come with us?" Zhuoyang asked.

"Why do you do this?" Veronica asked.

Sheep Catcher: "If I don't explain, you won't let us go?"

Veronica didn't answer, but she clearly felt that the three skeletons in front of her were locking onto her, and their movements also changed slightly.

——Are you ready for battle now?

She couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"The routes to the south and west are blocked. Without the tree shepherd skeleton named Da Huang, you can't break through the blockade. I will follow you to the east. That is my family's territory."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Dianyuan: "See, I told you that Auntie is a wise woman."

Mr. Sa: "This is Wei Junjie, the Westerner."

(End of this chapter)