wandering fairy

In the dark night sky, the dark clouds slowly dissipated, and the gradually rising moonlight cast a cool brilliance through the hazy clouds. \\00ksThis soft silver-white brilliance merges with the tall and majestic white temple on the ground like a wall, and immediately makes the whole temple emit a vast hazy light, making people feel an irresistible peaceful atmosphere .

The high priest O'Connor and a group of senior priests stood at the door, and solemnly sent the wealthy people who came from afar to sit in their luxurious spell carriages, and slowly walked along the straight line under the strict guard of many middle-level mages. The wide avenue of the road left here.

The high priest let out a sigh of relief, and after dismissing all the priests, he slowly returned to the interior of the temple, preparing to go back to his room to rest.Unexpectedly, she met Hejin, the paladin mentor in the temple, on the way. At the age of 30, relying on her extraordinary talent and piety, she won the favor of the Holy God early, and sent down the divine power to transform her. body, and also gave her a third-level magic.If nothing else happened, before the age of 35, he should be able to obtain a fourth-level divine spell, and become a veritable high-level paladin.

Although she is a "strong and strong" paladin, she exudes mature and plump femininity all over her body.The ruddy and soft face depicts clear and smooth beautiful facial features, exuding a pleasant appearance like a freshly ripe sweet apple.But those clear crystal eyes shone with firm diamond-like fortitude.

Her plump figure is just right, and her smooth and tender skin has soft lines, which not only perfectly conceals the strong muscles underneath.It also gives people a warm feeling of a reliable big sister.It is really a masterpiece of the Holy Spirit, the strength is hidden deep under the softness, and the gentleness like water also contains firm strength.It is rare to see such a woman in the world.

Now.She was wearing a silver-white shrimp shell armor, making a mighty clicking sound, walking towards this side with firm and powerful steps.He asked right away: "I heard that those rich men are here, how did you talk? Did they agree to borrow money?"

High Priest O'Connor said with a smile all over his face: "Elder Lu Fuen of the Rosenfell Chamber of Commerce finally agreed to lend us another huge sum of money, at least until the completion of our plan, but they requested that we send it back after the completion of the plan." Their powers in Strandhold are being extended for three years."

He Jin said solemnly: "For the great blueprint of my god, let alone three years, 30 years is fine. Isn't it just a small town of Strandhold? There is nothing to be reluctant about! You should agree."

O'Connor nodded and said: "Yes, this loan is very important to us now! If we can't pay those bounties, not only those assassins will not do anything, we also have no money to continue to support the stormtroopers Well, it would be too bad to fall short at this last moment. Fortunately, the problem has been solved smoothly, and you can go back to sleep well."

He Jin shook his head, and said seriously: "I can't sleep anymore. Just now I got the news that Denzel's food transport team on the mountain road has arrived outside the city, and we need our support. So you must personally order the concentration All the paladins and other priests and mages in the temple rushed to the outside of the city to meet them tomorrow morning."

The high priest hesitated again, and muttered with an extremely dignified face: "Originally, they were sent to the mountain road just in case, hoping to rush to the city to rescue the hungry people without being noticed, but now the hungry people are trapped in the Outside the city. All around are those tyrannical bandits. Even if we bring Denzel’s food transport team into the city, we still cannot relieve the hungry people. What’s more, their team moves slowly. Once they are discovered by those bandits. Then we bought The food will be the same as the batch transported by water two days ago, all of which will be intercepted or even thrown into the river for destruction! The most terrible thing is that now Grand Duke Younxi has repeatedly emphasized the need to take strict precautions to prevent bandits from attacking the city. So he may not agree to open the city gate! Why don't they let them retreat for a while, go back to the forest and hide, and it won't be too late to come back when the situation is stable."

He Jin's pink, mature and pretty face was full of anxiety: "I'm afraid that before they retreat, those bandits will be far behind! I just heard another news that there are two more bandits with numbers of two hundred Bandits from top to bottom are rushing over here! Bandits are densely packed outside the city now. If they move, they may reveal their secrets! By then, the food we bought from afar at a high price will be wasted again. You should write a letter first Give it to Grand Duke Younxi. Ask him to temporarily open the city gate and let our personnel go to meet him."

High Priest O'Connor walked back and forth silently.A pure white noble robe swings around under the white light of the temple, restless like a homeless ghost.Although he and Grand Duke Younxi were comrades in arms through life and death 40 years ago, this friendship has long since vanished without a trace due to the conflict of different interests and ideals of the two groups. 00ks.*** Now that Grand Duke Youenxi is not embarrassing him, he is taking advantage of him, so why is he listening to his plea?Maybe it will be gloating.In this way, what is his face?

Seeing his gloomy expression, He Jin knew something was wrong, but he couldn't bear to let the paladin Denzel and other low-level paladins he had cultivated so hard feed those bandits for nothing.Then he said eagerly: "The food transport team that walked the waterway was completely annihilated by the fearful necromancer Rosella, and the hungry people were trapped outside the city and just waited to die. Those rich people have doubted our ability because of this. If another accident happens to Denzel's team, those loans have not yet been in place, and the contract has not been formally owed. If the rich repent, how will our church end?" He whispered: "If those difficult assassins don't If you have money, maybe you will do something!"

Priest O'Connor suddenly woke up: The reason why those rich people are willing to cooperate with the church is because the church promised to give them a lot of business privileges and political cooperation after gaining control of this area. A large number of paladins, priests, and even some middle-level mages joined the church, becoming a powerful church force!Enough to protect their interests in this area.

But now our own side has been messed up by those bandits and is helpless.When talking to rich people today, they are a little evasive.If there is news that is unfavorable to the armed forces of the church.These selfish ghosts who play with the wind may really go back on today's verbal agreement!In this way, there is no money to pay those assassins. If these guys who want money and life have stabbed the matter to Grand Duke Younxi, if the Grand Duke is transferred back, the three church armed forces will not be opponents!

How can the temple base, which has been operating hard for 40 years, be uprooted?

The high priest said quickly and unambiguously: "I know it's great, you go to gather the troops first, and prepare to go out to meet them overnight. And I immediately wrote to the Grand Duke, asking him to temporarily open the city gate for the sake of friendship many years ago. Once. If he refuses, I will go there in person.” He patted the paladin instructor’s bear-like shoulder with a little worry, and begged in a low voice: “It’s all up to you to go out of the city to meet him. We must bring them back and let those rich people know the strength and firm determination of our church, otherwise our foundation will not be guaranteed!" He said and took out one of his tokens and handed it to the other party.

He Jin nodded solemnly and heavily, and immediately trotted all the way to gather the troops after receiving the token.Seeing his mighty figure going away, High Priest O'Connor sighed: He Jin is a firm and capable person.You can rest assured.But what about Duke Eunsi?Will he really agree?Over the years, he has been quite dissatisfied with me!What if he refused to open the city gate when he went there himself?

Wearing brown-pink shiny pajamas, You Enxi leaned on the high-end rocking chair exuding a faint fragrance and quietly read the letter from High Priest O'Connor with a sneer on his face.The light yellow gentle brilliance shone warmly on his face, but it was outlined with a strange shadow: It has been 40 years, and this is the first time you have bowed your head like me.Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, you act recklessly and recklessly in favor of supporting me in power, interfering with my governance rights everywhere under the banner of gods.I endured it again and again, but you made an inch of building up your own church armed forces, hmph!Don't pay attention to the law of my grand duke at all!Now he is overtly colluding with those cousins; secretly, he is getting involved with my worthless nephews.After recruiting desperate assassins to assassinate me, he planted all the blame on those cousins.Then support those nephews to the throne, so as to divide my territory and make your church a veritable overlord of this side.Do you still think I don't know? !Hahahahaha If the high-ranking mages from the Arcane Union didn't come, I might really not know. Unfortunately, today is different from the past.Now your overall plan is under my control, let's see how I can kill you!

Thinking of this, the ferocity in his eyes suddenly resembled that of a hungry and cunning wasp—the vicious needle was ready.Just waiting for those big jaws to open beautifully.Fine taste wins!

So he smiled slightly and said to Shinobi below: "Since it is the high priest's request, of course we have to cooperate with all our strength. Hehehe, I will definitely let the high priest's troops leave the city on time." Yan Bi approved a sentence in the letter Words: After two hours, open the city gate to let the Cusport Church people out of the city.

The retainers were very surprised by the strange behavior of the Grand Duke.Because the conflict between the two of them is well known to passers-by.Everyone is guessing: If the two of them meet together, will they fight?Two brothers who were born to die are now at odds, which is really a good drama in a novel.But why are you so easy to talk about today?

Questions are all questions, the servants and the educated ones still took the letter, saluted respectfully and retreated.But beside the Duke, an old mage wearing a luxurious purple-red mage robe suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He held a shining silver mithril staff, and said leisurely under the magic light of the fist-sized crystal on the tip of the staff: "Are you going to tell Rosetta, the fearful necromancer, the news of them leaving the city? Two hours, hehe, is enough for him to prepare."

The Grand Duke stood up slowly with narrowed eyes and said, "Not only Rosetta, but also tell those barbaric warrior tribes to outflank them. Annihilate the church armed forces of our high priest in one fell swoop!"

The high-level old mage asked with a smile on his face: "Then what about the Lynx Brotherhood and the Viper Alliance? Tell them too? If we fight together, the chances of winning will be better."

The Grand Duke shook his head slightly and said: "They can't, they are all guys who are greedy for money but cherish their lives like gold, and they will not work hard for us at all. Letting them join will cause chaos in the war situation. It will ruin the big things. Only looting , the savage fighter addicted to killing, and Rosetta, who hates O'Connor so much, will go all out to attack them."

The Grand Duke stepped out onto the balcony covered with smooth marble.Watching the quiet colorful garden downstairs exudes a halo of colorful mist under the soft moonlight.While sniffing the faint fragrance of flowers on a moonlit night with his eyes full of intoxication, he said leisurely: "Let's do it this way, we must let the blood of those arrogant and conceited church armed forces flow into rivers."

The light clouds in the night sky disturbed the bright moonlight, causing the mountains on the ground to float with shadows, as if countless moody villains were gathered around the fat city of Strandhold, waiting for an opportunity to gnaw off a piece of fresh meat.

The cool night wind blew on a mage who was flying across the ground, causing him to hear the faint wailing and crying of hungry people in the distance.I don't know how many people will die tonight.But as long as it's not yourself, it's fine.

Reluctantly, he continued the spell of soaring into the sky, and quickly flew to a shadowy mountain top, wanting to hurry back after finishing his errand.Because the air outside the city was always lingering with a faint smell of corpses, it made him, who bathed in perfume every day, feel extremely sick and shivering——if he got a little corpse water on it, it would be really disgusting!

But the closer he got to that gloomy mountain, the smell of corpses in the air became stronger and stronger, and slowly he saw a cloud of blood mist halfway up the mountain!That is the altar of the fearful necromancer Rosella!So he endured the nausea-like feeling of vomiting, bit the bullet and flew over quickly.

near.closer.Then he saw a very horrifying scene: the faint blood mist on a strange altar about one floor high lingered like thousands of innocent souls, and the altar made strange sounds like living things, and the torture tools on it were like Dozens of strange steel arms danced back and forth, tightly clinging to the mummy in its arms, chains and sticks beat the dry corpse in turn, and even used the steel blade sharper than a spear and colder than a sword It stabbed into the body of the mummy, like cutting up a piece of delicious bacon.

And then---the mummy called!It stared with white dead eyes.Opened the terrible gap and shouted: "life" Its voice was as harsh as iron friction: "my life ah ah"

Following his screams that were more shrill than that of a hungry ghost, the faint blood mist that lingered all around suddenly screamed louder, as if the night wind was blowing.It's like a group of ghosts.Then they whirred into streaks of black air, rushing towards the bloodless corpse like a thousand tides returning to the sea.

The mummy made an increasingly terrifying and violent voice: "Life, my life!" That sharp voice almost pierced the human soul!

Finally, among the crowd kneeling below, a few couldn't bear it any longer. They screamed and got up, and ran away cowardly like a rabbit. Even if they starved to death, they were unwilling to endure the reality that was more terrible than hell!

And the mummy on the altar swelled rapidly under the lingering and surging layers of black air!Its muscles are like large raised steel blocks, strong and hard; its skin is thick and tough like rhinoceros hide; its bones become stronger, its shoulders are as broad as a wall, and its arms are as thick as columns; its face becomes ferocious and fierce. .The jaw is as thick as that of an ape.The facial muscles are so strong that they can bite through the chains in one bite!

Then it roared, and broke the chains and straps that bound it with a force greater than that of a bison.He jumped up majestically.Haha, with a strange smile, he rushed down the altar.

The fearful necromancer Rosetta next to him made a cold and weird voice: "You have been reborn! Use this powerful new life to glorify the truth of God! Go, kill those cowardly guys! Their voices have polluted you!" holy Theodosius!"

The strong man opened his powerful jaws like an ape, and actually uttered a dull voice in an excited tone: "Hungry! I'm hungry!"

The old fearful necromancer Rosella became even more excited. He waved the heavy black iron staff like a warhammer and shouted: "Then go quickly! Tear their flesh and blood and devour their lives! Let these cowardly people die!" Mortals know how strong and powerful you are, the leader of the ghouls!"

The sturdy ghoul, which was cast in copper and steel, yelled: "Hungry, hungry!" With a groan, it rushed out like a bison, and went straight to the few people who had just escaped.After a while, he caught up with them, stretched out his long arms as strong as steel, and pulled a person directly into the sky!He fell to the ground as weakly as a broken box, and died lying on the cold ground with his head broken and bleeding without even humming.The leader of the ghouls shouted excitedly again, and after catching up with the second person, he opened his arms like giant pincers, and hissed, the person was torn in half like a piece of thin bread, and blood flew out It splashed all over the place.

Its excitement became more and more violent, and it shouted: "Hungry!" and rushed to the third person again.

In the back, Rosetta under the altar turned her head to look at the expressionless Navia, and asked seriously: "Did you see it? This is the magic of the undead spell! It completely changed in just a short time. Its ****! The body that was as fragile as a wax figure is now as strong as solid wood, and the bones that were as fragile as twists are now stronger than fine steel. And his skin is equivalent to a layer Thick scales, ordinary swords can't cut it! If you look at his strength, it can be compared to a raging bison, but more importantly - he will never get tired! This is the dream of countless people The best fighter! Of course he will not rot, unless you burn him with holy water."

With a bang, the leader of the ghouls in the distance grabbed the head of the last escapee like crushing a small tomato, and then grabbed the corpse and ate it beautifully amidst the cries of "hungry, hungry". , it stretched out its greedy tongue that was two palms long, savoring every inch of flesh and drop of blood carefully, as if it was a sweet pastry carefully made by the king's chef.

Navia's face was still as cold as icy water, without any ripples, he said stiffly: "But it doesn't have self-awareness, it's just a doll controlled by hunger and killing instinct. At best, it can only be regarded as a cheap low Wait for the golem to use it."

Old Rosetta laughed strangely, walked up to the altar slowly and raised his arms and shouted: "That's because the guy transformed today is not a fully qualified candidate! Although he walked up to the altar voluntarily and exchanged his soul Eternal life, but he still has too much nostalgia for the world in his heart. This is poison, like a fly thrown into a pot of delicious broth, destroying all the good things at once. You I haven't met the most suitable person yet! Once that kind of person voluntarily performs this magical ritual, he will immediately become a ghoul leader as strong as fine steel! And it is a new life with the wisdom of life!"

Navia was stunned, and asked: "The nostalgia for the world will also affect the transformation?" As an arcane mage, he always believes that as long as the raw materials and process are correct, a spell should be successful.Can one's deepest will interfere with powerful spell effects?

Rosetta laughed and trembled all over, even with a layer of scales on her body, she rang out, like a burly old general teaching his students: "Navia, the undead that you think is sacred and mysterious What is the way? A psychopath? A pile of rotten corpses? A group of hopeless fools? Or a technology that treats people as machines?" He stomped his staff excitedly, striking a violent golden iron cross on the altar. Voice: "No! The Path of the Dead is a great art! It is the supreme art leading to eternity! It is not a dry technical job, let alone a cold intellectual game! It needs to be done with heart!" Rosetta hammered excitedly With his own heart, he shouted loudly: "Use your heart!! Just like painting a picture, you must use the most sincere emotions deep in your heart to draw the most moving pictures. The same is true for the road to the dead. What we need is the strongest and deepest emotion in your heart that cannot be separated from life!"

Navia was very surprised, and asked with surprise: "Don't you want to abandon your nostalgia for the world? Why do you want the most sincere emotion again?"