Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"Do you still hate Lord Lord?"

After setting up the girl, Vera asked her with a complicated expression.

As a death knight, he could not defy Rhodes's orders. No matter what Rhodes said, he could only strictly enforce them, but the changes that happened to Rhode gave him the opportunity to defy orders.

"Rhodes..." When Vera mentioned the name, the girl showed a confused look, her eyes lost focus, "He awakened me from death, he is my master, and I don't hate him at all."

"That's all right..." Vera was also deeply relieved when she heard the girl's answer. If she insisted on finding Rhode for revenge, Vera didn't know what to do.

Not far away, several corpse witches brought clean robes according to his orders.

Placed in the main plane, it can cause a lot of riots, and even the corpse witches, which are used by many necromancers as a symbol of power, can only play the role of servants on the island. Compared with them, their power is on the contrary. It doesn't seem important anymore.

Vera shook his hand, and the robe appeared in his palm. He handed the robe to the girl: "Your clothes are all wet, and there is nothing suitable here. If you don't mind, just Put on my robe first."

The girl took the robe, and Vera turned around.

The girl looked at his relieved face, her heart moved slightly, and she wanted to find a topic to talk to him, so she asked: "You haven't told me what is the matter with that ability? Is that the power of magic? What about me? Didn't feel the mana fluctuations?"

Vera thought for a while and replied, "Are you talking about the ability to fetch things from air? That is the heroic specialties I gained after becoming a hero. It was not so strong before, but it also helped me a lot...until I lost one. Important people, I discovered that this ability has been qualitatively improved."

"It seems that you, like me, have lost important people." The girl sighed, "Can you tell me about your past?"

A rustling voice came from behind, but Vera's focus was not here. He thought of what Kane had said to him.

Thinking of the past, Vera's eyes were also a little bit disappointed: "Before I became a necromancer, my brother Lyle and I wandered around, stealing and selling hacked information for a living. In the days before the last meal, I dreamed of joining the Thieves Guild, becoming a trained thieves, and eating warm food every day."

Thinking back to the past, Vera's expression was complicated.

"This ability was awakened in an accident. Every time my thief was stolen, my brother Lyle acted first to attract the attention of others, and then the more flexible me, but once, I missed it. I did. Attempting to steal the purse of a necromancer apprentice, but it alarmed the skeleton warrior next to him, and the action was a complete failure."

Behind her came the girl's exclamation. She seemed to be completely attracted by Vera's narration. Vera did not look back and continued:

"Before I had time to escape, I was easily caught by the nearby undead creatures. Seeing that I would be killed by the angry apprentice and turned into an undead creature, my brother Lyle stood in front of me and was willing to be punished for me."

Before she knew it, the girl put on Vera's black robe and came to his side, looking at his already ecstatic eyes, listening carefully to the story that was not worthy of praise but belonged to him.

"However, the apprentice didn’t want to let any of us go, and planned to kill me and Lyle together. At that moment, I felt sincerely angry, if it was just because the theft was discovered and my hand was cut off, or If it took my life, I won't complain, because this is the price of failure, but he even won't let go of Lyle."

As Vera said, she stretched out her hand and waved, with an angry expression on her face, as if she had returned to the time and was in the sight that made him extremely angry.

"Driven by anger, I awakened from instinct, or power in my soul, that is the power of a hero. I waved my hand at the apprentice necromancer, and something of him appeared to me. In his hand, it was not his money bag, but his heart, a beating heart that was extremely hot. Later, my brother and I also learned spiritualism through his magic book and became a necromancer."

Listening to Vera's account, the girl gradually lost her mind: "Do you still have an older brother? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

Vera smiled bitterly: "When I was next to you, you kept talking about yourself. I didn't have a chance to mention this... Moreover, my brother died long ago, and his body was transformed into The undead creature... this may be his destiny. Even if I become a hero and a death knight, I cannot change all of this."

"After I became a death knight, I thought everything would be better. Even if I can't eat any food anymore, at least my brother can still enjoy it. I didn't expect him to die in the hands of other necromancers." Vera He lowered his head.

The girl covered her mouth with a look of guilt in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention this..."

"It's okay." Vera waved his hand. "Since my brother died, I have rarely used this hero trait. Every time I use it, it reminds me of him. It was my negligence that caused his death. If I stay by his side, maybe this will not happen... If it weren't for you in danger, I would have forgotten it, and I still have this heroic specialty."

"I'm sad to hear all this. He can make you awaken and become a hero, and even after losing him, you can improve your heroic specialties again. Your feelings must be very good." The girl sighed and comforted.

"You are wrong." Vera shook her head and stared into the girl's eyes, "I am very guilty of his death, but it is not him that made my heroic specialties improve again."

"It's you." Vera put his hand on her shoulder, "It's your death that changed my hero's specialties. That was the worst thing I ever did, maybe I wanted to recover something, Or to make up for something. After your death, my heroic specialties have undergone a qualitative change. Even the **** of the mage cannot stop my current ability. You have given my heroic specialties a new meaning."

"I will protect you, whether it is the **** of the mage, or anything else, even Lord Rhodes, can't hurt you." Vera said sternly.

The girl stared at the person in front of her, and after a long time, she hugged Vera tightly.

The death knight's body was originally cold, but at this moment, Vera felt warm.