[Necromancer] Dark Throne

"This is the last city that humans are still resisting." Above the sky, Wayne quietly floated in the air, staring at the majestic and huge city under the clouds.

Danru, the imperial capital of Berettas, is the only city on this continent that has not been trampled by the undead.

The more mad the queen, the stronger the human resistance. In the last year, the destruction of the undead army was twice that of the previous three years.

Human beings no longer run away, no longer retreat.

Because there is no going back.

Yesterday, Wayne shot himself.

The four city gates in the southeast, northwest, and north of the city are all made of metal, with special materials, as high as a hill.When Berettas established the capital and built the city, it was built by master craftsmen with countless painstaking efforts, plus 49 magic barriers to protect it. For thousands of years, it has been impregnable. Even a hero and strong man must exhaust it if he wants to open it. The energy of tons of magic spar in the city.

It's just that Wayne didn't take much effort to break open at that time.

The city gate, which no one could hurt for thousands of years, was vulnerable under his frost.

This is the power of a strong demigod.

There is no equivalent demigod powerhouse, no matter what defense, it is just a joke.

They have touched the basis of the laws that make up the world.

After breaking through the defensive circle, Wayne didn't make another move, but countless high-level undead had poured into it.

Killing, destruction, none of the people here let go, they are strong in the city, for such a minute and a second, they insist on being there, one person dies and another person makes up for it, men, women, old people, all the way to children, without weapons, Just bite with your teeth.

Without strength, they pulled their opponents and jumped off the tens of meters high city wall together.

That night was bloody and cruel.

Until dawn, the troops of the undead withdrew.

Wayne was still watching from the sky.

Watching the last struggle of mankind.

He was worried whether Roland would be here.

Heard he was stripped of the Light.

Will there be any danger……

Wayne didn't want to know whether Roland could be transformed into an undead after death.

He is alive, and everyone else is dead, so whether he is dead or alive is actually not important.

-------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------

The sun inevitably fell below the horizon, and when night fell again, endless undead crawled out of the ground again.

The ghouls almost ran wildly on the ground on all fours, and their sharp claws could easily penetrate the city wall and climb up.

The ghost-like form of the banshee can easily pass through any gap. When the defensive magic circle is destroyed, this beautiful city is like a piece of good meat on a silver plate, and the opponent can only raise a knife and fork.

Wayne didn't stop, watching the flames of war with cold eyes in the sky.

Greenhill has turned into a dragon and fought with the most powerful death knight on the opposite side.

From a distance, Wayne saw fresh flesh and blood being discharged in many places in the city.

Ok?

Just as he was waiting to take a closer look, his back became vigilant. Almost instantly, his whole body became extremely transparent and completely disappeared into the air.

At the same time, a dark red spear, like a ghost, suddenly pierced his afterimage.

Gerry Huster's shot was useless, but it was not surprising. The spear reversed and blocked a screaming ice arrow.

Wayne's body emerged from the air inch by inch, with a cold expression: "The injury will heal quickly."

"It's not very fast, it's not good." Gerry Huster smiled slightly, "Didn't it be fun when you beat me with that person last time?"

Wayne nodded.

"But this time your companion is not here." The handsome demon sneered, the black armor on his body glowing slightly coldly, "Why don't you give me the relic of the God of Deceit? You brought death upon you."

"The first time you came to my court to steal something, you wanted to kill Green and Shadow who found you." Wayne shook his sleeves suddenly, "If I hadn't reacted in time, they would still be alive? Based on this, I will Throwing those few things into the Twisting Nether will not give them to you!"

"Good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost." The demon spear turned around, and a huge demon phantom suddenly appeared, "Then let you see the true strength of our Ratel clan!"

"If it's your talk now, don't waste my time!" Wayne cared about the undead army below, and moved his body quietly to avoid being affected.

"Isn't it? Just try it and you'll know."



In the city, Roland stood in the center of the city, looking at the city under the bleak moonlight. The humans on the wall in the distance were using their flesh and blood to block the undead, in exchange for even one more second of time for the humans in the city.

Standing next to him was a beautiful woman in a moonlight toga with sparkling star diamonds on the sleeves and collar.

If Wayne was here, he would definitely be able to recognize her as the female pope who was once attacked by him.

In the city, groups of sad people entered the underground bunkers that were quietly built within nine months, and soldiers entered dozens of towers. It was blocked by heavy stones, and the walls over six meters were cut with shooting holes one by one.There are enough weapons, food and water inside.

On the other hand, the soldiers placed a large number of old people's corpses on the streets, and a little more were placed near each tower.A day ago, even though Roland was firmly against it, as soon as the news was released, most of the elderly in the city over the age of 50 committed suicide.Today, these are their last hopes.

At midnight when the moonlight shines directly on the earth, the defenses on the city wall can no longer resist the tide-like attack of the undead.

Total breakdown.

Four city gates were opened.

Countless undead began to grab fresh flesh and blood, and they crowded the streets. Under the night, this cruel and bloody scene made people shudder.

Then, 120 the tops of the four minarets began to glow brightly.

Roland didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

The woman next to her didn't say much, she just took one last look at the world, then raised a white dagger and inserted it into her heart.

It was a dagger made of white bones, and the handle still had blood on it.

She is the Pope, regardless of whether she has real power or not, she is the Pope recognized and bestowed by the Lord of Radiance himself.

The warm blood splashed and dyed the pure white robe, but a majestic holy light burst out in an instant, illuminating the entire city.Under such a glorious holy light, it was even more frightening than during the day.

And on her fallen body, the Spirit of Holy Light formed by the most pious thoughts of faith, carrying the surging power of Holy Light, the huge shadow of Holy Light solidified in an instant, turning into an almost A beautiful angel covered by the sky.

Redeemed soul!

After a powerful follower of the Light suffers irreparable damage, the Light will be extinguished.

Under the reflection of the light, the devout faith of believers will burn at that moment and turn into the Holy Spirit—the soul of salvation.

At this moment, what the soul of redemption can summon will not be the weak and powerful Mona.

But

King of the gods, Lord of Light.

But the Lord of Glory who reigns in the God Realm exists and will not come down in a hurry, so what a woman's life can be exchanged for is the infinite power bestowed by the gods.

The time will not be very long, only ten seconds, but the realm of those few seconds is almost on the verge of demigod.

After that, the Holy Spirit will become a member of the Kingdom of God, the Lord of Radiance, where he will enjoy eternal life.

A ray of brilliance descended from the sky, and at different heights in the sky, there were large and small circular magic circles centered on this ray of light.

hum!

Everything started to vibrate.

In an instant, the sun and the moon appeared in the entire sky, and all the scenery seen by the eyes was covered with golden light, like the summer sun shrouded.

This is the power of the Lord of Radiance.

A strange fluctuation spread throughout the entire world in an instant.

During the battle, Wayne suddenly felt a huge pressure on his body, and the power belonging to the Sleeper in his body began to fight back instinctively, and strange things happened.

The demon who seized this moment to sneak attack was about to receive a fatal blow, but was suddenly blocked by an invisible force.

Wayne pressed his head hard, suddenly looked into the distance, and roared angrily, "David!"

The great existence far away in the Kingdom of God seems to have heard something, but his act of bestowing power has not disappeared.

The next moment, the beautiful angel had used up her last strength.

At the same time, in each of the four towers at 120, there is a bishop-level priest in each tower who ended his life in front of the altar. The last twelve ninth-order powerhouses.

Finally, a warm light enveloped the whole city.

"Not good." Greenhill was the closest, and when he realized something was wrong, he sprayed the death knight with an ice breath, and was about to rescue the main force of the undead in the city.

However, he was only bounced away by the automatically formed barrier around the circle.

And the warriors in the high tower began to surge towards the city frantically, and the undead who wanted to go to the center and destroy the core began to shoot.

……

The sun was rising in the east, the deserted city was silent, and the evening was approaching. The wind seemed to be blowing in the air with a rhythm like a heartbeat, and the remaining humans walked out of the underground bunker.

——The whole city seemed to have been smeared with half-frozen plasma, and the corpses of the undead were densely piled up here to form thick and chaotic walls, which were inexhaustible as far as the eye could see.

Destroy the same thing, in fact, in a moment.

Life, too.

Death, too.

However, in the middle of the square, a Lich quietly floated in place.

General Roland looked at the lich calmly.

"Why don't you bring me into the city?" Even if he is a strong demigod, with such a great strength, he will have to suffer from injuries for several years, which can give humans a chance to breathe.

"Because you only need to climb up, and the troops of the twelve kings will be at your disposal." Roland lowered his eyes.

"If you do this now, I won't die?" the Lich asked calmly.

"A few months ago, Roland had controlled all human forces in Danlu City." The knight answered his whereabouts, "In the past three years, Roland organized human resistance forces, and has captured most of the scattered forces in the human world. The ruler is me."

"So?" The Lich was noncommittal.

"Humanity has proved its strength with this war." Roland took a deep breath, clenched his fingers, his joints were almost white - he slowly lowered his head and knelt down in front of him.

"We are willing to be your slaves."

Wayne flicked his sleeves abruptly and walked away from him. He needed to calm down.

Behind him, Roland still knelt on the spot.

Suddenly, a stone hit him in the face, and a teenager stared at his bloodshot eyes and asked, "Why, we clearly won, why do you still surrender, traitor!"

"Bah! Are you talking about my dead son? I have a sigh of relief, so I won't surrender!" A middle-aged man spit on his face suddenly.

Another one rushed up and grabbed his neck: "Withdraw your opinion, the church will not agree, right?"

……

Roland still knelt where he was, because he was going to kneel, not only for Wayne, but also for countless people who died but couldn't pay back.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Roland: Wayne, hug.

Wayne: Get lost!

Roland: I'm all in your bowl.

Wayne: Bah!Then why do you want to almost whitewash my subordinates?

Roland: Of course you can only have me in your bowl, and the rest must go to the sewer.