Soul Echo

The fire is impossible, it should be maliciously set on fire.

In this special period, what are the arsonists thinking?

Zhong Ye looked dignified, browsed tightly frowns, thought for a moment, then jumped on the roof and rushed towards the direction of the fire.

Running across the two streets, Zhong Ye saw the flames shining in the distance, not just one house, but several houses were lit by flames, but he heard the exclamation within two minutes. .

The mercenaries are still cleaning up the undead. Although there are not many undead, it is very troublesome to clean up. They are basically immune to physical attacks, and the mercenaries can only hurt them with the weapons in their hands.

It would be wishful thinking to let mercenaries clean up the dead while protecting the firefighters.

But if the fire is not put out, the fire will continue to spread until it burns through the entire civilian area - even the area where the nobles live.

Who is it, who will set fire at this time?

Zhong Ye jumped high, and the sword drew two arcs, severing the bodies of the two undead.

The owners of several houses fled into the street and, under the protection of a mercenary, stood in front of their burning houses looking desperately at their possessions.

"Go and pull out the people who were hiding in the next room!"

The flames were burning, making Zhong Ye's face red, "If they don't put out the fire, their house will also be destroyed. It will be lit, when the time comes they will also get it, and lose more!"

The corner of the mouth twitched, the mercenary ordered by Zhong Ye, "But the Church of Moon God didn't let us do it. These..."

"If you guys help put out the fire, do you think Moon God Church will pay more?"

Zhong Ye's rhetorical question caused the mercenary to hesitate a little bit. I have seen the kindness of Moon God Church and believe in Moon God Church's credit, but...

"Even if Moon God Church won't add money, I think they will negotiate with nobles and take money from nobles Come out."

These words made the mercenaries make up their minds, just like this person said, Moon God Church will help them get the rewards they deserve from the nobles even if they don't add money themselves. gold.

Zhong Ye took a deep breath, looked at both ends of the street, "Go and call more people, I'll clean up the dead, you just need to protect those who put out the fire."

Having said that, he rushed out, turned into a black shadow, and rushed to the other side of the street in a blink of an eye, slicing the body of an undead with a machete, cutting it in two.

Fight! fighting! Continuous battles!

Zhong Ye gathered mercenaries from several surrounding streets to take people to and from a well two streets away to get water—the water they had stored at home had been spilled.

He himself took on the task of protecting these streets and removing the undead that appeared in these streets.

Running back and forth made him exhausted, and even his breath became disordered, and his combat capability was greatly reduced. Fortunately, those undead were not strong.

After risking the demolition of the house near the fire source, the fire was effectively controlled and did not continue to spread.

The mercenaries also had time to spare, and Zhong Ye could finally stop and rest for a while.

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Zhong Ye turned his head and looked towards the crowd around him, gasped slightly, and asked, "Have you found out who set the fire?"

People looked at each other in blank dismay, all shout the head.

They looked at the mercenary in front of them respectfully. It was he who assembled other mercenaries to protect them and prevented the fire from continuing to expand.

Although their house is gone now, at least they are still alive.

And they also heard that the mercenary used strength of oneself to clear the undead in the surrounding streets and protect the safety of the surrounding streets for more than half an hour.

The houses in this city are sheltered by Moon God, which can make the undead disgust, even if they can smell the living breath in the house, if it is not compelled by circumstances, they will not invade the house.

But civilians without the protection of their houses are in danger, without the weapons blessed by Moon God to resist the undead.

Excessive gathering of people will attract more undead, unless it is a very close friend, at this time no one will take the risk to open the door to accept these homeless people - after all, they also have to Be responsible for your family.

At this time, the only place that can accommodate these homeless people is the Church of Moon God Church.

After resting for a while, sensing that the number of undead gathered around was increasing, Zhong Ye stood up and clenched his weapon again.

"Let's go, I'll take you to church."

After moving around a bit, the joints cracked one after another, and the muscles were still sore, but they could continue fighting.

Calling three mercenaries and asking them to escort the civilians with him, Zhong Ye took the lead and made a way for the team.

The dead are tireless, but the living need to always pay attention to their state.

The three mercenaries also felt a little tired. After escorting these civilians to the church, they could take a break.

Actually, they didn't feel much pressure during the escort process. Most of the pressure was taken by Zhong Ye, who was standing up ahead of the team, holding one blade and one sword in his hand. The back of his body gave them an infinite sense of security.

Occasionally some undead that have been missed need to be cleaned up, apart from this, they only need to pay attention to the alleys on both sides of the street.

The location of the fire is far away from the church. Fortunately, there are many mercenaries along the road who are also cleaning up the dead. The actual pressure on Zhong Ye is not that great.

Have already walked halfway, Zhong Ye's ears suddenly trembled, he stopped, and turned his head to look.

The crowd behind him was puzzled, and a mercenary asked eagerly: "Why did you stop?"

"There is a voice..."

The noise melts into the wind, and the gently blowing night wind brings shouts from afar.

Splitting two undead assaults the senses at will, Zhong Ye closed his eyes and listened.

'...have...'

'Undead...'

'...run! '

'...Skull...'

Zhong Ye suddenly opened his eyes, where did the skeleton come from?

The unease suddenly became strong, but he said nothing, moved again, and rushed forward.

Something must have happened in that direction, except that he had to send the crowd behind him to the church first, and then ask the clergy for some holy water—his body was quite exhausted.

As they continued to move forward, the noise got closer and closer, and some people in the team noticed that there seemed to be a big movement in that direction, and felt uneasy.

In addition to them, it seems that other people are also coming to the church.

Churches are not just religious buildings, they can also be transformed into fortresses when necessary.

As a fortress, there are naturally watchtowers.

When Zhong Ye leading the team approached the church, the door of the church was already open, and the people burst into tears of joy and rushed over.

Zhong Ye's face changed suddenly, and immediately roared: "Don't push me, I'm still here, no undead will hurt you! Line up and enter the church in order!"

The cultivator and temple guard who were waiting for the gate were just about to speak up to maintain order, but were surprised to find that after being scolded by the mercenary, the crowd that was in a hurry suddenly quieted down, although it still has several points of chaos, but also Barely maintained order.

Civilians filed in, and when the three mercenaries passed by Zhong Ye, they raised their fists and tapped him on the shoulder lightly, all with smiles on their faces, which made the clergy feel even more. surprised.

Zhong Ye retracted the machete into its sheath, still holding the long sword in his left hand, and walked straight to the clergyman.

"I need some holy water."

cultivator blinked in surprise, looked at his left hand, shook his head and said, "We will prepare holy water for you, you can put it down Weapon, go in and rest."

"Did you hear the movement over there?"

Zhong Ye gasped, raised his hand to the direction of the blood moon, "I think Going to have a look."

hearing this, the cultivator and the temple guard were silent, looking at Zhong Ye's eyes with a little more respect.

"...You wait."

The cultivator turned around and walked into the church. Several temple guards stood outside the door with Zhong Ye, relatively speechless.

A moment later, a temple guard took a look inside the church and found that the cultivator was no longer there. He immediately took out a bottle from his arms and stuffed it into Zhong Ye's arms with a slightly painful expression. , "Take it, this is the 'Holy Oil', smearing it on your weapon or your body can make your weapon sharper and your body stronger."

Zhong Ye didn't shirk, nodded thanks : "Thank you."

The cultivator quickly came out of the church, holding a swollen water bladder. When walking, he could hardly hear the sound of water shaking in the water bladder. Obviously, The pouch is already full.

Taking over the pouch, Zhong Ye took off the plug and took a sip, then turned his head and left.

In the moonlight, run slowly.