Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 151 The man behind the scenes

Lynch picked up the oil lamp and returned to the house with the oil lamp.

After realizing that the distance was sufficient, Lynch suddenly turned back.

The moment another world arrives, bright sunlight fills the dark cemetery.

A series of shrill screams sounded from all around, and the resentful spirit next to Lin Qi had turned into ashes.

Koteg's light spread into the distance, igniting more resentful spirits.

Pieces of black mist appeared out of thin air and enveloped the cemetery.

They were like dutiful soldiers, surrounding the light in Lynch's hands around him.

The light melted the tombstones and burned the black fog that filled the cemetery.

Deep in the black mist, the dead with broken bodies wailed away.

The sudden brilliance disturbed the owner deep in the cemetery.

A ray of green light shot from the depths of darkness, but when it fell on Lin Qi, nothing happened.

Lin Qi only felt a touch from a cold arm, and the touch was fleeting.

Obviously, this is some kind of magic, but Lynch doesn't care about this level of magic at all.

Lynch charged in the direction of the spell, but when he turned his body, the gloomy cemetery faded away, like a broken dream, and the world of the dead was replaced by houses with oil lamps burning.

Lynch was indoors. He subconsciously launched a charge, but after crashing through the wall, he only came to the gravel road.

The oil lamp in the lizard man's hand splashed onto the ground and became ablaze.

Lynch picked up another oil lamp, passed over the teammates left behind in the square, and quickly arrived at the direction in which he thought the spell was coming.

The lizard man turned around again, and when he turned around, the Archmage seemed to see something.

The messy cemetery covered the neatly planned town, and the hot-blooded species looking at Lynch disappeared.

Not far away from Lynch, in the deep black mist, a vampire with shriveled skin was holding a human-skin book. His cold and doubtful eyes trembled for several times.

The black fog around it kept being melted by the sunlight. What was even more fatal was that Lynch was too close to it.

The vampire suddenly opened the human skin book, pointed at the lizard man, and chanted a bat-like spell.

Lynch felt as if something had hit him on the head.

After the severe pain, there was some force tugging at Lynch's memory, trying to find out what he was afraid of.

But Lynch himself had almost forgotten what he was afraid of.

The lizard man activated the arc of light from Koteg's scepter, preparing to use a short-distance charge to end the battle.

But the spell's failure caused the vampire to react, this was not an enemy it could handle.

Its curse fell on the lizard-men without causing any ripples, and the mysterious books it was proud of failed to help it defeat its enemies.

It immediately made a farewell gesture and uttered three heavy syllables angrily.

After the syllable fell, the world filled with dead souls in Lynch's eyes disappeared again.

It fled away as if fleeing for its life, sending the lizard man away reluctantly.

"You just disappeared, I think you should have found an interesting clue."

The Archmage was standing next to Lynch, holding his staff high and inspecting the dimly lit square with the help of the moonlight.

Before Lin Qi could answer, the mage continued:
  "When you disappeared, I saw a hidden space. There was a certain mage who connected two non-adjacent areas. Did you encounter a powerful mage?" Tigris swung his sword and tried to cut through the covered area. space, but the other party seems to have ended its relationship with this place.

There was a certain kind of fanaticism in the Archmage's eyes, and he studied the power of shadows with great interest.

"Vampires, they look very weak." Lynch's cold voice made humans tremble.

"It's not weak. There are very few mages who can complete such unimaginable spells. I think it occupies a certain ruins and uses the power within it."

Tigris decisively refuted Lynch, stroking his forehead in annoyance, as if he was troubled by how to explain the subtleties of vampire magic.

"Let me guess, you used some method to reach another space and discovered the mage behind the scenes with the help of the connection between this space and the distant space?

I think the connection between these two spaces is the answer to the disappearance of the townspeople. "

"Oil lamp." Lynch was not interested in the mage's theory. He excitedly picked up a new oil lamp, trying to enter the space again and kill the mastermind behind it.

But to Lynch's disappointment, when he looked back under the oil lamp, nothing unusual happened again.

"Oil lamp? What a genius idea! Use oil lamps to calibrate the connection between space and space.

Who would have thought? The flame that the townspeople rely on at night will eventually become the entrance to an alien space! "

The Archmage knocked over an oil lamp, and with some kind of research enthusiasm, picked up the oil with his sword, and while sniffing it, several rays of magic flashed through.

Teclis went on to say clearly and in an unquestionable tone:

"This is whale oil mixed with human oil, which contains the power of black magic."

Teclis believed that the mage behind the scenes occupied a certain ruins and studied the power of the ruins.

Out of the necromancer's desire for corpses, it targeted this populous town.

It could be that an official accepted a bribe, or it could be that the people involved were bewitched by black magic.

The human oil used to immobilize the hands and feet replaced the whale oil used for lighting.

The human oil lamps became the nodes of the magic circle. When night fell, fires lit up everywhere in the town.

People ignorantly laid the foundation for vampire rituals.

With the help of the power of the ruins, the two spaces were connected by the vampire, and everyone who passed by the oil lamp had the power to travel through space.

Apparently, they didn't really like the powers given to them by the vampires, and maybe they're now protesting against the vampires' human experiments.

The wizard's story frightened the witch hunters; Glenn had never faced a vampire with such powers.

Glenn slowly glanced around, looking at the empty town, he trembled unconsciously.

This was a large colony with thousands of people, but all of them lost their lives overnight.

In Sylvania, where the Empire was overrun by mobs, such tragedies deserved to be recorded in local history.

Glenn had been to the territory that openly supported vampire rule, and it was only then that he learned that the Sylvanians supported the von Carstein family more than the Elector of Stirland.

They seem to believe that the rule of the undead is better than the rule of the living.

In fact, if it weren't for the overrun of undead creatures in Sylvania, Glenn would even mistakenly think that there was a less greedy ruler there.

After Glenn kindly kills a vampire baron, it's not even the undead that drive him away, but the local residents.

Sylvania, which is full of vampires, rarely has such blatant mysterious massacres.

The vampires of the New World are surprisingly cruel, more bloodthirsty and rude than the Carstein family that has plagued the Empire for hundreds of years.

(End of this chapter)