On the Seven Towers

Chapter 362 The Longest Night

Xiao Chen and Luo Ling came out of the warehouse and saw that the market outside the door could only be described as a mess. The bonfire was still burning, but the dancing crowd had long disappeared. There were many civilians who participated in the carnival lying on the ground. However, their souls had entered the book and became the nutrients for the ghost warriors.

They walked forward and saw that the people who died unfortunately were old and young, men and women. They were all wearing festive clothes, and it seemed that they were still happily celebrating the arrival of the New Year just before they fell. However, at this time, they were lying on the street, and no one cared.

Xiao Chen even saw that several people's bodies were set on fire by the bonfire, lying there and burning quietly. Some soldiers of the city guards stood around lazily, pointing at the dead, but had no intention of cleaning up.

Xiao Chen suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart. The pride of cheating the king before disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he only felt angry in his heart, especially when he saw several children also died on the roadside, which made him feel a little like crying.

"Maybe I should have released a Heart of Fear spell at the beginning to scare these people away completely." He whispered.

"Don't blame yourself for other people's sins. We are not prophets. I think we have done the best possible." Luo Ling coughed lightly. She had not recovered from the backlash she suffered. She had been suppressing her injuries when negotiating with the king just now. Now that she walked outside, the discomfort began to spread from her body. She held his arm tightly. "But let's get out of here quickly. I don't want to stay here."

The two walked towards the bridge, but even after walking out of the market, they could still see people lying on the side of the road. Some people died, and more people were exhausted or injured. The dance just now exceeded the limit of their muscles and hurt their legs and feet.

Screams, crying and wailing could be heard one after another along the way.

When they were about to reach the shore, they saw a person walking slowly in front of them. This person was very short and plain-looking, but he had a solemn aura. There were many traces of damage on his clothes. When the wind blew, they fluttered like small flags.

When the man's eyes swept over Xiao Chen and the other man, he narrowed slightly, which made Xiao Chen's heart suddenly beat wildly. He had a hunch that if this man wanted to kill him, he might only need one move.

However, the man did not do anything, but walked towards the market.

"This man is very, very powerful." Xiao Chen said with lingering fear.

"I can feel that he doesn't like us. But he seems to be a little... afraid?" Luo Ling said.

"Fear? Impossible?"

"You are very slow in this regard, but I can feel his emotions." Luo Ling said.

"It seems that the Saint is very concerned about you." Two more people appeared in front.

"Priest Roland, Master Kona." Xiao Chen found that these two people seemed to be a little more embarrassed than the previous one. The robes of the two people turned into strips of beggars' clothes. Priest Roland's left eyebrow was missing a section, and Master Kona's beard was only half left.

"Mr. Xiao Chen. Ah, and Miss Luo Ling, it's been a long time." Priest Roland didn't care much about his image, but Master Kona still took out a robe from the storage ring, put it on himself, and then wiped his chin with his hand and shaved his beard clean.

"What saint are you talking about?"

"The one who just walked past you was the Thousand-foot Sword Saint Venegas." Roland said, "Master Kona and I were wondering why the saint would come down from the sky. Now it seems that he just wanted to see you."

"In fact, I feel even more strange now. Why did he come to see Xiao Chen." Master Kona said.

"Well, it's nothing, there are always some secrets we don't know. Secrets are like grass seeds, they will grow everywhere."

"Did you two and Saint Venegas just fight in the sky?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Rather than a competition, it's more like a crushing victory." Master Kona sighed, "There are five of us in total, and we were beaten by the Saint. Two of us are still good, and the other three have gone back to heal. I am still a long way from the Saint level. If it weren't for the changes on the ground that exceeded everyone's imagination and made us stop fighting, we probably wouldn't be able to set foot on the land on this side of the river until now."

"But we finally came here, didn't we?" Priest Roland didn't seem to care.

"So Venegas was the intercepting party and was in the same group with them."

"It seems that you found something very interesting on this side of the river. Tell me, how did you get to the market area? What did you find?" Priest Roland asked.

Xiao Chen roughly explained the cause and effect of the matter. In front of the two people, Xiao Chen did not hide anything, but told the truth and told them the king's plan. And he also showed them the video promised by the king. However, Xiao Chen omitted the part about the Spirit Tower, just saying that the other party had obtained the secret art of the undead and wanted to create and control a large number of undead.

"It turned out that Dean II and Demian were behind this. It seems that our old friend is quite good at acting. He actually hid it from all of us." Roland said to Master Cona.

"Fortunately, Xiao Chen stopped that madman Demian, otherwise..." Master Cona shook his head, "In history, it is not uncommon for a necromancer to create an army of undead."

"Xiao Chen did the right thing. Killing Demian is fine, but killing the king is a bad choice, but teaching him a lesson is a good idea." Roland said, "It's better for the capital to be calm these days. As for the king's promise, we old guys will not let him have the chance to break his promise."

After saying goodbye to the two, Xiao Chen and Luo Ling came to the bridge and found that both sides of the bridge were blocked. Many civilians who participated in the parade were stranded in the noble area, and many small nobles were also stuck in the civilian area. However, they quickly returned to the noble area through the bridge as mages.

"Finally, I can go back. Today is the longest night of my life." Xiao Chen said to Luo Ling while standing under the bridge, "Thank you!"

"What are you thanking me for? It's strange to do this suddenly." Luo Ling said with her head down.

Xiao Chen suddenly stepped forward and hugged her: "There are too many things to thank, and I can't explain it clearly by just talking."

"There are so many people around." Luo Ling pushed twice, but Xiao Chen didn't let go.

"Where did you come from? I only see you now." Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"So silly." Luo Ling gave up struggling, leaned her head gently on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.

"Brother Xiao, you are too good at lying, aren't you? I am not a human being." Catalina's voice came from the side, "It's a pity that everyone was worried to death and looked for you everywhere. I didn't expect you to enjoy a romantic time here."

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