My cemetery is connected to the game world

The hall of Claulund Manor Castle returned to its original state, and the summoned undead dissipated like dust after losing the supply of death energy.

All that's left is the actual body.

The abomination turned into a hill of corpses, with severed hands and body parts left by black-armored warriors scattered everywhere.

One pit mage was shot in the head and his head exploded. Another lost control of his spell while diving underground and was crushed to pieces.

Mirel was kneeling on the ground, half of his body was torn apart by corpse flower poisonous vines, and the flesh and blood were turned outwards, with the bones exposed.

"Is this the power that our ancestors once had?" Milaire vomited blood, but his eyes were shining.

Herot replied: "Yes!"

Miriel raised his head shakingly, looked at Herot with clear eyes, and asked: "Is the Claude family going to be revived?"

Helot took a deep breath and replied: "Yes!"

Mirel lowered his head weakly and fell to the ground on his side, with a smile on his face.

However, Helot did not feel the relief after the war or the joy of victory. He only felt that the pressure on his shoulders became heavier.

He looked at the hall, as if he had seen the family at its peak, with all the family members gathered together, and everyone's face was filled with pride for the surname "Claudel". Then these people disappeared one by one, and the lively hall became deserted and turned into what it is now.

Family rejuvenation is not a slogan.

There is so much to do!

The door opened, and Breshni dragged Morpheus in and threw him at Herot's feet.

The hamstrings of his feet were severed, and his face was bruised beyond recognition by the ground.

Herot looked at Morpheus condescendingly and asked, "Who in Hog ​​Town sponsored tonight's invasion?"

Morpheus opened his eyes and saw the dead Miriel, as well as the corpses and body parts lying on the ground. He couldn't help but laugh to himself and said: "We thought that the Claude family, which has been in decline for hundreds of years, will slowly It will collapse if you push it. I didn't expect you to hide such strong strength.

You've already won... so why bother killing them all? "

"Because you want to kill everyone first and demolish my ancestral home. When you have this idea, you should think that someone will do the same thing to you.

Say your name and I'll let you die a happy death. Not to mention... you have to be prepared to be tortured by a necromancer. "

Morpheus' face twitched and trembled. He was not afraid of death, but if he fell into the hands of a necromancer, he would be tortured even if he died.

He turned to smile bitterly and said: "Today's events reminded me of what the old captain said to me: Bullying will become a habit, and sooner or later you will bully people you can't afford to offend.

OK, I say! "

Morpheus named everyone involved, along with their town offices and home addresses.

Helot took out a notebook and wrote it down. He tore off the paper and handed it to Breshni: "Call Maynur and go to the town to clean up these people."

"Yes, Master." Bresini took the paper with both hands and said, "Master, when I was chasing this person, I met a strange woman. Her hands and feet were made of metal. This person is If you are stopped by her, she can still fly and say you know her.”

Helot knew the identity of the woman and shook his head helplessly and said: "She is one of our own. You go do your thing and don't cause any conflict when you meet her."

"I understand, Master!"

Bressini turned and left the hall.

Helot said to Firollo: "I'm going out to meet a person, you don't have to follow me. This person is left to you. Give him a happy life. This is my promise to him."

"I understand, Master." Firoro pulled out a dagger and walked towards Morpheus expressionlessly: "What I am best at is torturing people. If I can't kill you with one knife, don't cry out in pain!"

Herot walked out of the manor and came to the woods outside the manor.

When no one was around, a woman in jeans walked out from behind a tree: "Master! When I see you again, you really surprised me. Tell me, how did you get that vampire beauty?" Did you get into bed?"

Helot could not help but sigh when he saw the woman. She was completely different in front of her mother and in front of herself. In the past, she often teased her to the point of blushing.

"Angelica... Auntie!" Herot added the emphasis to "Auntie" and said: "No matter how beautiful a vampire is, you are not as attractive as you. It is you who have raised my requirements for beauty. Ordinary beauty cannot arouse my desire at all." interest."

Angelica laughed out loud at Herot's praise. She stepped forward and hugged Herot: "You disappeared suddenly. We were all worried about you. Madam turned down all the work. You should know that you are her Everything, any accident you have will make her sad."

"I'm sorry..." Helot gasped: "Aunt Angelica, you hugged me too tight."

Angelica let go of Helot and looked at him: "Because I miss you so much! And the charm you exuded tonight made me a little bit addicted, just like the hero in a revenge movie... calm, cold, Cold-blooded, it makes people unable to help themselves.”

Angelica's eyes were as blue as clear sea water, and the rotating machinery in her pupils added a strange charm.

Helot also felt a little superior, and he quickly said: "Where is mother?"

Angelica let Helot go: "Follow me, the lady is over there. Be a good son and don't make her angry."

Angelica took Herot into the depths of the woods.

Soon I met Irina.

Several guards in windbreakers stood in the distance, looking around with their backs to the place.

When Angelica saw Irina, her body immediately straightened up, like a soldier who had undergone rigorous training.

She patted Helot's shoulder in encouragement and stepped aside.

When Herot saw his mother, he immediately lost his composure when fighting and his composure when killing, like a little mouse after seeing a cat.

He walked nervously to Irina: "Mother, I...I let you down."

Irina looked at Herot and said with suppressed anger: "Disappointed? Do you mean you chose to become a necromancer?"

Helot whispered: "Yes..."

"That really disappointed me! Did you see Weston in the family cemetery?"

"No!" Helot remembered his father's warning not to say he had seen him. Helot said firmly again: "I have not found my father."

Irina kept staring at Herot, which made Herot feel guilty.

After a while, Irina said: "You can't lie to me! Those undead souls of yours must come from the family cemetery. He has recovered the lost power of the family, but you should not be asked to shoulder the responsibility of reviving the Claulund family." A heavy burden. Others can't demolish the Crowlund Manor, so I can't demolish it!

I will demolish the manor now to see if he can come out to see me! "