Goddess Wanhua Mirror

"Do nothing, just watch the show."

The stage and actors are all ready, and the next thing Lude has to do is to wait for a result.

Judging from the information obtained from the previous contact between the two parties, there are multiple factions within the Brotherhood of Black Hands that believe in the fake thief god, and there are constant disputes among them, but the conflicts have always been under the table and have not been brought to the surface.

And what Lude has to do is to light a fire for them, completely intensify the internal conflicts of the brotherhood, and force them to turn the tables and really fight.

So it doesn't matter who wins or loses between Tring and Dick, the most important thing is that they really fight!And after the fight, the impact must be great. It is best to make the whole kingdom known to both black and white, so that those faction bosses can't even try to suppress the news and deal with it coldly.

It's like the "fans" of some internet celebrities, eager to help their own pigeons to fight against the whole world, the basic operation is not bad.

What Lude has to do now is to wait for a result.

At the same time, on the other side, the guards of the Navarro family were getting closer and closer to the secret room where the necromancer Dick was. The magic lamp in the captain's hand had completely turned into a coquettish blue color, indicating that the undead were near them.So the captain immediately signaled his subordinates to stop advancing, and took out holy water to buff their weapons on the spot. Some experienced veterans simply took a sip of holy water in their mouths so that they could spit in the face when the undead launched a surprise attack.

"Be careful, the undead have no entity, they can hide in the floors and walls, and launch sneak attacks from unexpected places. If you don't want to die for no reason, give me some cleverness!"

A dozen or so guards led an almost equal number of adventurers. Under the command of the captain, everyone formed a group of three or five people and cautiously groped forward.

The seemingly calm and calm captain is actually very nervous in his heart.He knew the name of Undead Warlock Dick. The other party was a senior director of the Brotherhood of the Black Hand, a senior cadre second only to the elders, so he was naturally not an ordinary person.

This guy's signature ability is to control the undead, so it is true that the other party is "alone", but no one knows how many ghosts he has around him.

Soon, everyone came to the area where the secret room was located. The endless corridor gave people a subtle sense of oppression, and they dared not go forward easily.In the end, the captain called the roll call directly, and called the two best men to walk ahead to explore the way.

After a group of people entered the corridor, they could clearly feel that the atmosphere had changed. The temperature in the corridor had dropped below freezing point. At the same time, there seemed to be someone whispering inaudibly in their ears, making them neurotic.

"Be careful! It's the whisper of the undead, cheer up!"

The Whisper of the Undead is a harassing mental attack. The longer it is affected, the worse the mental state will be. It can affect judgment in the short term, and it can make people mad in the long term. It is especially effective for those who are not strong-willed.

At this moment, a scream came from the end of the line. A mercenary was scratched by a ghost hand that suddenly came out because he was walking too close to the wall.The wound didn't seem deep, but it was decomposing and pus at a speed visible to the naked eye. He cried out in pain and rolled all over the floor hugging his injured calf.

Attacks from the undead constantly harassed the team. Members were killed one after another. Although none of them were fatally injured, the screams of the wounded and those weird scars seriously affected the fighting spirit of the rest of the team. Consciously showing the color of fear.

"Don't panic! Use holy water to treat the wounds of the wounded. You fucking cheer me up! Don't be afraid, the more you are afraid, the stronger the power of those demons will be!"

Seeing that the sneak attack of the undead had greatly damaged the morale of his side, the captain knew that if this continued, the collapse of the whole army would be inevitable. Not only would the young master not be able to be rescued, but he and his brothers would also have to stand here.So he reached into the waist pocket on his back, and there were several "big killer weapons" that they found specially tailored for the necromancer Dick.

"Everyone, come closer to me!"

With a roar, the captain took out a milky white crystal ball from his waist pocket and threw it on the ground forcefully.The moment the crystal ball fell to the ground and shattered, a surge of holy white light that was so strong as to be substantial gushed out, covering most of the long corridor completely in an instant.

Everyone present was temporarily deprived of their eyesight by the strong light, but the whispers that had been lingering in their ears before disappeared, replaced by a tragic wail that did not resemble a human voice at all.

Holy grenade, a kind of wide-area magical item specially made for purifying the undead from the Holy Cult of Light, belongs to the kind of rare item that even rich people may not be able to buy. This time, the Navarro family wanted to deal with the undead Warlock, specially entrusted the relationship to get one.

If Tring had brought one of these things with him when he went down the maze before, he might not have been dealt with and caught.

The holy light lasted for a long time. When the strong light dissipated, everyone present was surprised to find that with the disappearance of the undead, all the festering and festering wounds on the wounded disappeared, and they did not know that they were healed by the holy light. , or everything I saw before was just an illusion created by the undead.

However, before everyone started cheering and celebrating, ghosts howled again from the front of the promenade, and this time the momentum was extremely large. Feel.

The captain knew in his heart that what was just now was just an appetizer, and what was rushing towards them now was the highlight.

"Ready to fight!"

Soon, the enemies rushing over from the other end of the corridor appeared in front of everyone. They turned out to be an army of hundreds of ghosts and ghosts. Looking around, there were monsters and ghosts of strange shapes everywhere, and they all had hideous faces. Can't help but want to gag.

Amid howls and roars, man and ghost mingle together.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, although the weapons smeared with holy water can still exert obvious restraint effects, the ghosts and monsters fighting them are not incorporeal undead, but flesh and blood humanoid monsters. He even had a sword in his hand.

The two sides fought together in the long and narrow corridor. The human side had an advantage in individual force, but the ghost side had more than three times the number of humans, and it was difficult to be killed.Holy water-coated weapons could chop these monsters to pieces like hot knives through butter, but they would snap back again.

Facing such a difficult and unreasonable opponent, the human side could not help but fall into a bitter fight.

End of this chapter

Facing the almost endless army of ghosts, the adventurers were blocked by these monsters on the promenade, unable to advance half a step.And with the passage of time, due to the consumption of physical energy and the continuous increase of wounded, the human side is slowly showing a decline.

However, at this moment, a wailing sound suddenly came from behind the army of ghosts, and then hundreds of ghosts seemed to have been collectively hit by the immobilization spell, their movements stopped abruptly, and then, under the astonished eyes of everyone, they turned into flying ash like Spiderman .

The leading guard captain didn't notice until then that all the ghosts were connected to a crumpled tube like a baby's umbilical cord, extending to the shadows behind the corridor.Only then did he suddenly realize that the ghosts they were fighting with were not the real bodies of the undead.

After the army of ghosts disappeared, the surviving people breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, a thin figure came out from the shadows. The captain took a closer look, and it turned out to be the old housekeeper Sagin who entered the maze with the young master.

The captain knew that the old man was a peerless master, and that the identity of the butler was just to deceive others, and he was regarded as a guest of honor by the Navarro family.

It's just that at this time the master looked extremely embarrassed, as if he had just experienced a tragic battle, his whole body was in tatters, and he was leaning against the wall with a tired expression.

Seeing this, the captain hurriedly took out the high-end recovery medicine they bought from the local church, and handed it to the old housekeeper.

"My lord, what about the young master?"

"I was captured, and the necromancer attacked us. The old man was careless, and I didn't have time to dodge..."

After receiving the potion handed by the captain, the old housekeeper gulped it down. Immediately, he felt that his condition had improved a lot, but he was far from fully recovered.

Aware of his physical condition, the old man knew in his heart that it wasn't that the medicine was bad, but that his body was about to fail.With his current age and physical condition, he is no longer suitable for participating in high-intensity battles like when he was young, and the recovery medicine can only help him so far.

After successfully reuniting with the captain of the guard, the old butler briefly explained what happened to them before. Undead warlocks attacked them. The old butler was accidentally dragged into a dense water pool without buoyancy by several dead slaves. He deceived his opponent by holding his breath and pretending to be dead. Then climb up the pool wall from underwater.

According to the old butler's judgment, the necromancer probably wanted to dig out the secrets of the Navarro family from his mind by taking Tring away.So at least for a short period of time, the young master's life should be safe, but if it takes too long, it may not be so.

In the early years, when the relationship between the Navarro family and the necromancer Dick had not deteriorated to the current level, the two parties had cooperated, so the old butler had seen the other party's methods and knew that there was a potential for undead spells. A technique that directly extracts memories from the souls of living people, and those who are drawn will become idiots without exception afterwards.

If the young master really becomes like that, he might as well be dead!

Fortunately, the old butler didn't leave behind. In order to deal with emergencies such as "the young master went whoring and lost contact", the old butler secretly put a "mark" on Trin beforehand - a colorless and tasteless pursuit potion.

This potion is brewed with a wild bee queen. Humans can't smell anything, but it can attract drones of the same species.The luck in the misfortune was that when the old housekeeper was attacked, the worm tank containing the live drones was in his rucksack, so he didn't fall into the water with him.

The old housekeeper who climbed up from the pool first released a drone to guide him, and rushed all the way to the corridor, where he found a fat and swollen death slave.This monster can spit out hundreds of mobs from its mouth to fight, but every mob is connected to the mother body.

So the old housekeeper who came over quietly launched a sneak attack from behind the fat monster, killed the dead slave instantly with a knife smeared with holy water, and helped the guards out.

At the same time, in the secret room, Necromancer Dick sensed that two high-ranking death slaves had been killed one after another. As his spell was at a critical stage, he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

The two high-ranking death slaves who were killed, one named Resentment Fly and the other Devourer, were sent by Dick to guard both ends of the corridor.The former's abilities are magic sound interference and phantom pain, while the latter can devour other undead and turn them into a part of itself to fight.

Normally speaking, relying on the abilities of these two guys alone, with them defending on the outside, ordinary adventurers have almost no solution when encountering them.But it was the guards of the Navarro family and the old butler who couldn't help but came to the door. The resentful fly was blown to ashes by the holy grenade, and the devourer was also defeated by the old butler.

Dick now has four high-ranking death slaves by his side. Although he is not powerless, he no longer has an absolute advantage.

Dick thought over and over again, the most important thing right now was to buy time so that he could complete the spell and be freed from this imprisoned state.So a relatively safe way is to let the remaining four high-level death slaves go out to fight one by one, delaying the time as much as possible.

The reason why he chose this seemingly irrational refueling tactic instead of releasing all four dead slaves at one time to fight to the death was mainly because the impact of the holy light from the previous wave of holy grenade made Dick cast a slap in the face.He didn't know that the other party didn't have a second one. If there was one, and he sent all four high-ranking death slaves there at once, then everything would be over.

In desperation, Dick had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

High-level death slaves are all undead with special abilities, and only one out of hundreds of undead can emerge. Dick has only caught seven after digging graves for more than ten years.Counting the "big head" who was defeated and lost contact on the second floor before, Dick had already lost three in the maze, and he was so distressed that he almost bleed!

"Kraken, go up first and keep them out of the door."

Under Dick's order, an undead who was obviously a drowned ghost crawled out of the secret room like a tidal crocodile.Among the remaining four dead slaves, it is the weakest one, so let it go out first.

The sea monster was a drowned female magician before his death. Its ability is to "drag people into the water". As long as there is a puddle under your feet, even if it is shallow and less than one centimeter deep, the sea monster can drag people by their ankles Go down and drown alive.

This ability is very powerful for ambush and sneak attacks, but the Kraken itself is very weak and is extremely afraid of fire, so the actual combat power is not as strong as the other three.

Outside the secret room, using the drone's tracking ability, the old butler and the captain of the guards have already noticed that there may be a secret room in the corridor, and are carefully inspecting the walls on both sides, looking for traces of similar institutions.

But at this moment, there was a sudden scream not far away, and everyone followed the sound and saw a very incredible scene.

End of this chapter

The environment on the third floor of the maze is not only cold, but also very humid. There is water on the ground in many areas, but they are basically shallow puddles, and stepping on them is just enough to wet the soles of your shoes.

But just now, everyone present witnessed a guard suddenly sinking into the water without warning when he stepped through a small puddle.

The guard even stopped screaming halfway through his screams!

Everyone who saw this scene was inexplicably surprised. A few adventurers who were relatively close poked the small water puddle with an area less than half a square meter square, and the depth was not even one centimeter. But let a big living person sink in and disappear.

The old butler frowned, knowing that this must be the work of a high-level death slave, while the captain of the guard looked solemnly at the magic lamp hanging on his waist. When the attack happened just now, this thing did not respond at all.

"Attention everyone! Stay away from the puddles!"

Hearing the captain's loud reminder, the people who were still in shock woke up like a dream, and they all stayed away from all the places with stagnant water around them.

The old butler's face was as deep as water. Although he had only glimpsed it just now, he had already guessed the enemy's attack method and thought of a countermeasure.

Under his order, the adventurers took off their cloaks or coats and threw cotton clothes on the puddles to absorb water. Several magicians rubbed fireballs or ice arrows to evaporate and freeze the surrounding water. Drying of most areas was done in no time.

Since the opponent uses water as a medium to launch a surprise attack, if these passages are directly cleared, the opponent will have nothing to do.

It has to be said that Jiang is still old and hot, and the old housekeeper's disposal plan was correct and quick. After the water marks on the ground disappeared, the attack was contained.However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, many people suddenly noticed that something was moving on their bodies, and when they took it out, they found that they were all kettles.

It was too late to say it, but before everyone could react, the restless kettles suddenly exploded collectively, spraying out a large amount of water mist.And in the mist, a distorted shadow quickly appeared, rushing towards the living people shrouded in the mist.

The captured living person immediately let out a miserable scream, and a large number of blood sprayed out from the surface of the body, blending with the water mist.

Seeing that many people were killed right in front of his eyes, the old butler Sajin's figure flashed, and a cold light on his fingertips pierced the twisted shadow in the mist with lightning speed.The invisible sharp blade that had been dipped in the holy water cut the shadow into pieces with the flick of a finger, and the water mist mixed with blood fell to the ground, revealing several bloody corpses.

After a successful blow, the old housekeeper's face was serious, and he tried his best not to spit out the blood that was gushing up from his throat in public.The blow just now seemed to have dealt with the enemy, but the old housekeeper knew that he had repelled the heavy damage before, and had not succeeded in giving the opponent a fatal blow.

"senior……"

"I'm fine, but that guy is not dead, everyone be careful!"

Wiping the corner of his mouth secretly, the old butler luckily adjusted his breath for a while, and finally calmed down the somewhat messy Qi and blood.He roughly estimated that with his current state, he could barely use the "Phantom Blitz" just now twice.If you use it forcibly for the third time, you will be seriously injured and disabled, or you may take your old life in it.

The old housekeeper was very conflicted at this time. He had retired from the world for more than ten years. He was invited by the Navarro family, who had saved his life, to become a wealthy housekeeper under the pseudonym Sagin. Will help the owner with some tricky dirty work, all as a pastime.

He really wanted to live like this until the end of his life, and then die peacefully in bed like an ordinary person, but it turned out to be counterproductive.

"This is probably the retribution the teacher said..."

Shaking his head, the old butler put these distracting thoughts aside for the time being. The immediate priority is to find Master Tling before he becomes a fool, and his secondary goal is to kill the necromancer Dick.

Before that, the old housekeeper never thought that this guy who specialized in underworld activities would be so difficult to deal with.The abilities of his high-ranking death slaves are all kinds of strange, and even if he is not careful, he will stumble.

"This guy must die, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Muttering twice in his mouth, the thieves with adventurers discovered that there was a slight risk on the wall, and the inside seemed to be hollow, not a solid wall.The few drones released by the old butler before also flew around this section, further confirming this guess.

"Finally found him!"

At this time, in the secret room separated by a wall, Dick had already noticed that the enemy outside had found him.And his spell has entered the final stage. He has roughly browsed Tring's memory, and indeed found a lot of interesting content. The next thing to do is to peel off this part and make it his own memory, and everything is done.

But the problem was that the enemy had also reached the door. He had just discovered through the severely wounded sea monster that the old housekeeper who made him so afraid was not dead yet.

"You lingering old thing, wait until the day you die..."

Cursing a few words viciously in his heart, Dick used his mind to order the two most capable of beating out of the three remaining death slaves to go out and drag the enemy, while the remaining one stayed by his side to protect himself.

There is one last step left in the spell, and you can get away with it.

Two death slaves who took the initiative to attack, one was tall and thin like a stick, and the other was burly and wearing a full set of plate armor and holding two swords, but had no head.These two are the most capable death slaves under Dick's men. They can fight head-on. The headless horseman even has resistance to holy water, and the damage he receives is halved.

Two death slaves came out through the wall, and soon there was a violent fight outside, and Dick began the final stage of the spell.

He pulled Tring's soul completely out of his body and temporarily swallowed it into his body. The process was like a predator eating, his soul would eat the part he wanted, and then spit out the rest Go to make sure the intake doesn't "contaminate" itself.

During the devouring process, Dick's body was shaking non-stop, while Tring was paralyzed on the ground like rotten flesh. Except for his weak breathing, he was no different from a dead person.

Seeing that the final steps were about to be completed, Dick was about to spit out the rest of Trin's soul, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his vest, and an invisible sharp blade pierced his chest.

Dick looked back in astonishment, the old housekeeper who was supposed to be fighting with the death slave outside the secret room appeared behind him at some point, and even the death slave who had been standing by the side didn't notice.

The old butler looked at Dick, as if he had seen the astonished expression under his mask, and said with a sinister smile.

"Didn't expect it! The old man also has backhands!"

End of this chapter

Even though he was still short of the last step, he fell short at the end. The necromancer who was pierced through the heart stared at the old butler who was grinning behind his back. He couldn't figure out how the other party got in.

It wasn't until the death slave who reacted a little slower at the side attacked the old housekeeper that he was surprised to find that the other party turned out to be in a spirit state like an undead.

"you……"

"Think slowly!"

Without "good intentions" explaining his ability to the opponent, the old butler withdrew his weapon, and his body quickly disappeared into nothingness.