Dancing is not allowed on the grave

"Your Majesty the Pope—" the pastor broke into the tent, staggered and almost fell down, "there is a message from the rear. The border has been breached, and Nathaniel's orc and Angus troops are coming."

Grezel raised his eyebrows slightly: "Orcs? How could they join forces with Angus."

"me……"

"Forget it, I didn't ask you." The impatient look flashed away, and Grezel waved him out.

"Your Majesty, there is another piece of news."

"Say."

Glancing up at him, the pastor immediately lowered his gaze and whispered, "The saint is gone."

Grezel stood up: "What?"

After Dolores came back, she seemed to be a different person, determined to prevent the Holy See from launching a war.Grezel tried hard and soft, but failed to make her succumb. In the end, she had to put Dolores under house arrest in the Holy City and sent someone to guard her day and night.

"Why is she missing?"

"No, I don't know." The pastor replied cautiously, "When I found out, the saint had disappeared, and the guards at the gate were knocked unconscious, but they didn't suffer any injuries."

"I don't care about this, what I want is the whereabouts of the saint." Grezel casually brushed a book on the ground, rubbed the center of his brows, and then calmed down, "Forget it, you go out."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The pastor bowed respectfully before leaving lightly.

Ever since the dark alien soldiers appeared on the main battlefield of Karami, the Pope's patience has gradually decreased.

Those dark races are very difficult to deal with. Night elves are restrained by magicians, and ordinary soldiers are easily controlled by succubi and sea monsters. It only took half a year for them to capture most of Augustine. As for Karami, the last border town, Seesawed for nearly two months.

Unfavorable news came from the rear at this juncture. The towns that had already been captured were retaken by Angus and the orc tribes.

The soldiers of the Holy See of Holy Light were panicked.No one noticed that the dead gray mist rose from under their feet and surged across the battlefield.

……

It was Ronald who first discovered the abnormality.

In these days of fighting against the Holy See of Holy Light, there were nearly a hundred souls killed by his axe, but this time—the body had been separated from its head, its head fell to the ground, and its blood was drowned in the rolling yellow sand of the battlefield.

But it actually moved slowly, rustling, and gradually pieced together in a slow but strange posture, forming a stump. The festering arm picked up the iron sword and swung it vigorously.While holding the opponent's sword, Ronald looked towards other directions on the battlefield. Those soldiers, magicians, and even dark alien races were resurrected in this posture after being killed, lost consciousness, and attacked everything around them blindly. .

Even if they are defeated again, leaving only a broken limb and broken arm, they can still pick up weapons with that little bit of fighting instinct, turning the enemy into a dead soul under the knife, and transforming them into their own kind.

Unless they are completely crushed into powder, they cannot be killed, and they can be slaughtered endlessly.

As a former experimenter of necromancy, Ronald certainly knew what happened.

Seeing that the Vatican of the Holy Light was in decline, Grezel finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned out his trump card.

The majestic Pope relies on this method to win.Ronald sneered, without giving in, he chopped off a stump with his axe, poured all his strength into the tomahawk, and spun it wildly, cutting all the resurrected dead around into pieces.

But that's not enough.One dead person was completely smashed, and there were hundreds of thousands more. What was even more frightening were the undead souls of magicians, succubi, and sea monsters with higher intelligence. Zell control.

The pope, who had never been seen before, finally appeared on the battlefield.

Grezel wore a platinum battle robe, held up his scepter, and radiance shrouded the battlefield.With the reach of the holy light, the fighting power of the dark race was weakened, and smoke was rising from the skin of the dead.

They don't feel pain, and Grezel doesn't care. To him, they are just puppets fighting for themselves.

The holy light tore through the sky, and broken weapons, armor, and blood-stained robe fragments were scattered in the rolling yellow sand.Grezel sat on the back of a snow-white war horse, his blond hair fell down, and the air waves lifted his spotless battle robe, and burst out to the entire battlefield, covering the sky and covering the ground.

Where the light wave passed, the lower-level dark races were directly vaporized, and the soul fires of the undead soldiers shook, as if they might be extinguished at any time.

The Holy Light soldiers who were originally timid due to the abnormal situation on the battlefield were greatly encouraged and charged towards the gate of Karami city again.

On the city wall, Lila took the longbow from an archer, "Go and inform Lord Demon King that Grezel has personally entered the battle."

After speaking, he drew his bow and aimed at the blond man in the center of the battlefield.

The hurricane condensed on the arrow and flew away with a "whoosh", but when it got close to Grezel, it was melted by the intensely hot light element beside him, and completely disappeared.

Grezel seemed to be aware of it, and looked towards her, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.

Supporting the wall with one hand, Su Mansha smiled and said, "His Majesty is as hypocritical as ever."

Lila didn't make a sound, and drew the longbow again.

Thousands of years ago, she attacked Grezel at close quarters, and she almost cut off his head, but this holy light mage carried dozens of life-saving means on her body, and her fierce counterattack almost killed her physically and mentally.

At that time, he was also so unhurried, with a gentle smile.

Lila made up her mind, aimed at the bishop on the other side of the battlefield, and successfully intercepted the magic he was chanting.

"Continuing like this is not an option. Su Mansha, let them withdraw to avoid unnecessary sacrifices."

In front of a strong man of Grezel's level, soldiers of other races rushed up to die.

Under the cover of the archers, Ronald led the soldiers to retreat towards the city gate, and the army of the Holy See pursued the victory.

On the far side of the battlefield, at the top of Grezel's scepter, thousands of light elements flowed in from the sky and clouds, flowing and condensing.

"He's accumulating power." Lila frowned. "It's high-level magic."

With Grizell's strength, it is necessary to chant the magic of accumulating power, and I am afraid that all the dark aliens who are retreating towards the city gate can be evaporated with one blow.

"Sumansha, enchant my arrows."

"it is good."

The arrows wrapped in dark elements flew away, offsetting the rich light elements around Grezel.

He was still sitting on the horseback, his battle robe set off a wave of light, and smashed the arrow again, and the magic charge on the top of the scepter was completed, and the cirrus cloud of light elements rolled over and overturned towards the gate of Karami. Over the archers and undead soldiers on the city wall.

The cloud of light surged and overturned violently, as if it was about to engulf the entire town.

"Crack——"

The invisible shield covering Karami shattered, opening black and blue cracks.

The cracks became more and more dense, spreading out like a spider web, and finally shattered soundlessly, dissipating in midair.

A hurricane suddenly rose on the battlefield, covering the sky with yellow sand and bloody breath, sweeping towards the pursuing army of the Holy See of Holy Light, throwing dozens of people high into the sky, and rolling in the dark clouds.

With the city wall as the boundary, a flame suddenly spread and burned blazingly, forming a wall of fire.

Nancy and Melotti rushed to the city wall. In the middle of the battlefield, a black figure had passed countless soldiers and was heading straight for Grezel.

"Keng—" The dark ice sword collided with the scepter, and the magic chant was interrupted.

The heads of the soldiers who were beheaded along the way rolled to the ground gradually, and not even a trace of blood spattered from the wounds cut by the ice.

Along with Lancelot, there was also the bone dragon Tamara.

The dead dragon flew up into the clouds, and its wings flapped with a huge wind pressure.

"The Lord Demon King is here."

Ronald led the undead soldiers and turned back to meet them again.

All the dead lives on the battlefield will be turned into the dead. Driven by Grezel, they can only delay as much as possible to prevent the opponent from entering the city gate. The key to the final victory of this battle lies in the two strongest.

Whoever can kill the other side is the winner.

The melee attack triggered Grezel's defensive magic, and Lancelot was knocked back half a meter. The soldiers whose heads had been severed by him swarmed up driven by necromantic magic, and the stumps and broken arms swung their swords and slashed come over.

Of course, Grezel understood that the undead alone could not kill Lancelot, they only needed to entangle him and buy themselves time to chant magic.

The brilliant golden streamer gradually formed runes in the air, and Lancelot cut through the corpses blocking the way with a sword, pointing directly at Grezel's throat.

The defensive magic and the backlash spell were triggered in sequence, leaving burnt scars of the light element on the arm holding the sword. Lancelot did not dodge or evade, tearing the shields one by one.

Just as the rune was about to be completed, the blade finally pierced Grezel's chest.

has it ended?

No, it's impossible.

Lancelot immediately became alert, drew his sword and stepped back a few meters.

Almost at the same time, Grezel's body erupted with dazzling golden light, the man's limbs were blown away, the gold-embroidered battle robe was broken into pieces, and the rich light elements spread around, causing the world to change.

Lancelot swung his sword and drew a barrier to resist the impact of light elements, and the dark barrier shattered and healed over and over again.

Amidst the smoke and mist, a huge figure appeared.

Grezel overlooked the dark battlefield, countless soldiers and undead passed through his soul.

The brilliant golden rune was completed, and the irresistible contract was branded into Lancelot's soul verbatim.

"Do you know what kind of contract this is?" Grezel's voice seemed to come from all directions.

"I really can't kill you." He said, "But as long as this contract is completed, you will become my new body—undying and immortal, truly eternal life."

Grezel was already dead.

Like Noah, he sacrificed the soul fire, refined it into an immortal soul, and then made his own body into a container, a human bomb filled with light elements.

The golden rune is a new magic that he has researched for thousands of years.

Grezel knew that he could not kill the Demon King, so the function of this magic contract was to seize the house.