[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Wayne, who returned to the station through the gate of terror, did not see Roland the next day.

Not to mention his injuries, the high-ranking priest, his own resilience is also enough for him to be fine today, right?

Wayne stood at the bow of the boat, looking coldly at the raging river.

The uncontrollable slight tremor of the right hand has passed for a day, and there is still no sign of recovery.

Wayne stretched out his right hand, staring at the slender fingertips, recalling what happened last night.

Just touching, you feel pain, my lord.

On the third day, Roland returned to the team, his face was a little pale, and his body was faintly bloody.

Is it too heavy handed?Wayne hesitated for a moment, wanting to see him.

But this thought was just a thought, and he immediately packed it into the recycling bin.

What does the human world have to do with me!

The rest of the time was quiet all the way. Under the thousand years of prestige of the Holy See, no one had any opinion on this team. Occasionally, one or two thorns who violated military discipline were also suppressed mercilessly by Roland.

Wayne's right hand didn't recover, so he didn't practice his archery, and stood on the bow of the boat to blow the wind every day.

Although the warm sunshine here disgusted him instinctively, and the wind did not have the coldness and chilling poisonous fragrance of the Land of the Dead, but it was more tolerable than staying in the same room with Roland.

But his current shell is young and handsome, and he is dressed in simple and simple chain armor. Standing on the deck and let the river wind blow, the scarlet cloak flutters, coupled with his cold expression, how cool is it really? How cool, in less than three days, he became a model for the recruits in the team to imitate. On the fourth day, dozens of recruits in capes stood beside him...

Wayne returned to the cabin with a blank expression.

The space on the ship is limited. Although Roland and Wayne are in one room, they still have two beds. There is a small table near the window, which is fixed to the wall together with two chairs.

Roland was sitting at the table, flipping through an old parchment scroll, saw him coming in, smiled and nodded to him as a greeting.

Wayne didn't even look at him, just fell on the bed and gave him a back view.

"Who made you angry?" Roland looked up and asked.

Of course Wayne wouldn't answer him.

Roland didn't take it seriously, but continued to read the next paragraph.

But the next day, when Wayne walked out of the cabin again, no one competed with him on the deck again.Some people even showed unabashed envy to him when they passed by.

Roland's hands and feet are really fucking fast!

Wayne returned to the cabin even more angrily.

Roland is in trouble now, it is impossible for him to ask those boys not to pass on the deck again, right?

So on the third day, Roland accompanied Wayne to the bow of the boat.

This time, no one looked enviously any more, and none of the soldiers came up to disturb them, and those who could not pass by were absolutely fine, and those who really wanted to pass had to wait until midnight.

But what's the difference between that and being in the cabin!

Wayne resisted the urge to press Roland to the ground and beat him up violently, and never went to the bathroom again.

So Roland, who was recuperating in the cabin, was finally not lonely and had someone to accompany him.

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The waterway is extremely fast. After more than half a month, this army left the Jakarta Empire and entered the border of Artis. They landed from the boat and they will walk [-] kilometers to where the Eastern Undead Front is stationed.

After the tragedy of Artis, the border between Artis and Jaga became another undead front.

Unlike the abyss guarding the gates, there is no clear boundary between the tens of thousands of square kilometers of Yatis and the eastern plains. At night, undead attacks on the border of Jakarta happen every day. The Jakarta Empire has garrisoned 20 troops and built thousands of buildings. The large Wubao concentrated the population. During the day, the civilians worked on the land and returned to rest in the heavily guarded Wubao at night.

These docks are nodes. Last year, someone from the Jakarta Empire made a proposal to the new emperor. If these castles are connected together, they will be like a thousand-mile city wall, which will become the greatest guarantee to stop the undead.

It can greatly reduce the military burden of the empire, and change from defense to offense.

Earlier this year, the new emperor approved the plan, and construction began in February.

But the undead in the east were unwilling to sit still. They assembled elite troops and began to attack these defense nodes. A battle at the beginning of the year caused heavy losses to Jaga's troops. The church asked for help.

"...Because the terms couldn't be negotiated, the Holy See has been delaying this matter until not long ago, the king of Jakarta was willing to let his prince join the Holy See, so the Holy Church reluctantly agreed to send troops." Roland quietly told Wen Jian Describe the background of this dispatch.

Wayne listened and watched at the same time, and just arrived here, he felt the long-lost breath.

Gray sky, gray ground, gray fog, gray forest, stench, bony ghouls and huge rotten maggots, and swarms of plagues similar to those in Resident Evil movies A dog, a mutated bat about the size of a cow waiting to be slaughtered...

The recruits had never experienced such a boundary at all. Just looking at the rotting animals that were still moving everywhere, some people were so frightened that they vomited and fainted.

After receiving nearly ten reports of such cases, Roland ordered to rest in place.

"This is different from the abyss of the undead. The most terrifying thing about the abyss is the coldness and silence, but here is not." Roland made a speech to the recruits, "In this gray world, everything around you—whether you are familiar or Unfamiliar - they are explaining to you the meaning of the words 'degenerate, rotten, plague, and death', so that you can clearly know that everything around you is deeply hostile to you. Here, it represents crazy."

"Only when everything is madly coming towards you, about to smash you to pieces and swallow you alive, can you know what is the real, horrifying horror!"

"If here, you hold fear and shrink back, then you will soon become as crazy as them, you don't need to be afraid, prepare knights! We are different from ordinary people, we have the Holy Light, and the Holy Light is far more than just one This kind of power can also allow us to maintain our faith here! The natural disasters injured by the holy light will not be able to stand up again, this is our greatest strength..."

Wayne didn't listen with him, but picked up a piece of soil from the ground.

The surface layer of the soil is moist sandy soil, but the weight is quite light. When the surface layer is peeled off, the soil below is densely covered with a fungus similar to spores and cotton.The texture of these fungi is not hard, but it seems that the density is not small, and the connected fiber-like fungus can still beat slightly like the blood vessels of the human body.

That's right, the blood of Sikumah.

A must in the land of the dead, a fetish bestowed by the gods, you must know that apart from the dark sky that protects it from the sun, the ubiquitous magic of the abyss will also cause damage to the undead. Human beings can absorb the magic of the abyss, feed on the magic and moonlight, and transform it into the shadow energy necessary for the undead.

However, there is no magic on the human continent, and the transformation of shadow energy must not be much. Although it is not enough to support the massive undead like the abyss of the undead, there are still a certain number.It seems that this is also the reason why the creatures in the whole country have become undead. In other words, it must have used Xikuma's pupil to become like this here.

Wayne can also create the dark sky himself, but he can never make the blood of Xikuma grow.

However, where would the second sacrifice they mentioned be?

While thinking, Wayne suddenly turned his head.

In the gray mist in the distance, a slim figure in leather armor gradually appeared.

In the ears, a mournful lamentation sounded.

The silent day is still cold

Wipe the ruins with blood-red haze

black tomb broken pillow

my sleeping town

the town where the bells used to ring

until now only in my soul

Time flies by the door of memory

unrepentant person

I'm looking for that dream town

it is my soul that guides me

The stars passing by the horizon

run all the way forward

When I return to the ruins again

Broken clock still silent

I finally understand the cruelty of reality

This is the part that cannot be changed

I can only go back to that cold grave

guard our eternity

……

Along with this slender figure appearing in Wayne's perception, there are also countless heavy footsteps from around.

Wayne reached out to hold the bow and arrow.

The author has something to say: Note: This song is the famous undead song "Death Bell Town" in WOW. Friends who are interested can Baidu MV, which is quite good.small theater.Xiaozhi: Roland, what do you think about the readers saying BS to you yesterday because you didn't recognize Wayne?Roland: It's unreasonable. What do I think of that blue cloud of smoke? Author, do you dare to increase the resolution a bit?And that idiot Shadow, you will die if you don’t turn off the lights!Shade: Yes.Roland: It's not that you're in love with him, you just want to find a wife. If there isn't one, let him go!Shadow: Go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, write magic, check out anomalies, solve defenses, climb over walls, ride a dragon well, afford a new house, fight mistresses, fight bullies .Such a wife is hard to find.Roland: I have no problem with the living room. He can’t do it in the kitchen. I can do it. Magic is not his hobby. I can try my best to have dragons and houses. The mistress won’t exist. The bully can’t beat me. Why should he seek you?Shadow: Uh, can the export be prohibited by the king of the undead?Roland: No, my new house is all installed.Wayne (coming over): What are you talking about?Shade and Roland immediately started discussing how to best bake an apple pie...