I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

The streets of the town are very deserted, and there is only Gallo a pedestrian. Although it is already dark, a small town with a population of thousands of people should not be like this...

However, the houses around the street opened their windows one after another. The residents inside stood by the windows, staring at Gallo like the two guards. Their eyes looked complicated and weird, with normal curiosity and deepness. There is some kind of hostility.

They had the same weird smiles on their faces, they looked strange, as if they were looking at a delicious meal.

There was a dead silence around him, and no extra sound could be heard.

Gallo continued to walk towards the depths of the town, more and more windows were opened along the way, and more and more residents were watching him, as if being stared at by the whole town.

Enjoying this silent gaze, Gallo couldn't help but feel a little discomfort, some regret that he shouldn't be lazy, and didn't bring the skullcrusher's outfit.

Finally, Gallo arrived at a square in the middle of the town, where many residents gathered, with their backs facing him, standing upright like wooden stakes, and when they felt someone approaching, they turned their heads together. After 180 degrees, I turned around and looked at him with a smile.

The corners of their grinning mouths showed rows of white teeth, as if they could not wait.

"Does any of you speak?"

Gallo asked.

The crowd moved a few steps, revealing a figure surrounded by them.

The man looked decent in his clothes, and he wore a gorgeous gold necklace around his neck. He looked rich and wealthy. He looked like a big person like the mayor, but his eyes were green, as if there were two. The flames were leaping.

He first glanced at Gallo, then looked at the holy flame in Gallo's palm, with a smile on his face that was not the same as the surroundings, as if he was mocking and mocking.

Gallo tentatively asked after looking at the opponent carefully:

"Lich?"

"Hehe, although you are weak, you don't seem to be stupid..."

The mayor replied, his voice sounded low and hoarse, as if he had just crawled out of the soil.

"Really a lich! But why did you grow up like this?"

Gallo asked very curiously.

Lich, as a very special necromantic creature, was transformed by those mages who were short-lived and did not have enough life. They all have at least the strength of the seventh-order master level, which is the so-called great wizard level.

They not only possess all kinds of powerful magic, but also master the more dangerous necromancy sorcery. Coupled with the undead creatures controlled by them, one person is an army, the strength is extremely terrifying, far beyond the category of the seventh.

People want to defeat a lich, they often need to gather a lot of people, risk a huge risk, a **** battle, and pay a heavy price to fight it back.

It's just repulsion, it is very difficult for the liches to be really killed. They have a phylogenetic thing that is specially used to save their lives. The phylogeny is not destroyed, the soul is immortal, and they can return to the soul at any time.

Fortunately, most liches are relatively low-key. They are usually shrouded in Tiga, the kingdom of the dead, and rarely appear outside, and their image should be a skeleton frame, not the fat-headed one in front of them. Fat bald.

That's why Gallo was particularly curious.

"Interesting, you dare to come to my field just for this ridiculous curiosity?"

"Who gave you the confidence? Is this a pitiful fourth-order holy flame like a flame?"

The Lich sneered without mercy, and the flame in his eyes jumped again.

A group of residents rushed out from behind Gallo, took a heavy and slow step, and surrounded him in the middle of the square.

Gallo did not answer his question, but continued to ask:

"Are you going to turn the residents here into living corpses?"

"Jie Jie Jie, I just gift them eternal life..."

The Lich smiled and continued:

"Come on, join us! As a reward for making me laugh, I will let you retain a certain amount of sanity and become a resentful soul..."

"What would a resentment made by a pastor look like? This is really exciting."

The other party's malice was already very obvious, but Gallo was still not impatient, and continued to ask:

"Why are you so anxious? Can't you be patient? I still have a lot of questions to ask. Shouldn't you liches like to answer other people's questions and show off your knowledge and abilities?"

These words sounded a little strange, and the Lich was stunned, and asked back:

"Have you ever met other Liches?"

"Yes, I met a very kind lich, he answered a lot of my questions, let me know a lot about the lich..."

"Unfortunately, his patience is only a little bit better than you. He didn't answer a few questions and he was in a hurry."

The Lich couldn't help but froze again:

"Can you escape from the hands of a lich?"

"Maybe I underestimated you?"

Gallo waved his hand quickly, defending:

"No no, I didn't escape..."

"I just accidentally killed it by accident..."

The flame in the eyes of the opposite Lich instantly froze, as if in a daze.

Gallo continued:

"So I hope you can cooperate a little and answer my questions well."

"Can these townspeople still be saved? Can they become humans?"

The reason why he didn't rush to do it at the beginning was because he wanted to ask this, he thought these townspeople might still be able to rescue them.

The Lich answered him with practical actions.

"Kill him! Tear him to pieces!"

The Lich roared loudly, and the green flames in his eyes were burning.

The surrounding townspeople who originally had a little aura of beings have also completely turned into zombies and dead creatures. There is no more smell of living.

They let out a dry roar, and rushed towards Gallo at a speed far beyond ordinary people.

A shield appeared in front of Gallo, wrapping him in all directions.

The zombies slammed into the shield one after another, making a muffled sound of ‘dong dong dong’.

And he quickly knotted the fingerprints with his free right hand, and muttered the revised prayer:

"The flower of hope, connected with fetters..."

Then, he held the holy flame's left hand and sprinkled it randomly in front of him, as if throwing petals.

At the same time, he whispered to the townspeople who had been completely rescued:

"Sorry..."

The holy flame, which was originally just the size of a flame, suddenly exploded, breaking into a large patch of tiny dust, and spreading around with Gallo as the center.

These dust faintly formed the shape of a flower, which looked like a holy epiphany blooming at night.

Seventh-order holy flame: funeral flower.

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Thanks to the silent heart, and the generous rewards of the two-dimensional Yi Feng Yu Ye book friends.