[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Under the darkness of night, in an empty room, a lamp is like a bean

After the war, human beings suffered heavy losses, and all rooms were empty. Now magic ore has become the most in-demand material. Even a person as high as Roland has no right to use power stones for lighting.

Taking a round ring out of a glass of water, Roland carefully wiped off the water with a flannel cloth.

The delicate ring is like ivory, white and moist, just looking at it, there is a cold feeling.

Finally done……

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, it took him almost half a year for such a small ring.

Finally one is finished.

He took out another ring wrapped in flannelette. There was a small bump on it, which was very hard. Even with all his strength, he couldn't polish this ring clean.

That's all it takes.

Roland was never a person willing to give up. He thought that there was one of the most famous forging shops in the city before, and there must be better millstones there.

But, will there be a chance to give it to him?

Roland shook his head slightly, he chose the path himself, and of course he swallowed the consequences himself.

He carefully wrapped the ring, put it on his heart, blew out the candle, and prepared to go out.

He doesn't want to wait for tomorrow. The wars of the past few years have left him with too many hidden wounds, and he still has a lot of things to do. Tomorrow may not necessarily be there.

As soon as he opened the door, he retreated instinctively.

Someone is watching him.

Roland himself is a seasoned warrior. Even if the holy light leaves his body and makes him fall from a hero to ninth rank, only the Great Elder among humans can defeat him now.

In fact, people have already died on the battlefield.

Although the monitoring is normal, there were seven people some time ago, why are there new faces today?

Why did the Great Elder strengthen his guard against him?

His intuition and instinct after serving in the church for many years told him something was wrong.

But he did not act rashly.

The next day, he went to look for Andariel as usual, but the people he saw there were Karin and Amennar.

Well, he already knew that paper could not contain fire.

"What did you do to him?" Roland glanced at the corpse that was put into the coffin. Although Andariel was already dead and the corpse would not bleed, the scar on his neck was too conspicuous for him to recognize it at a glance the whole story.

"I let him pay for his life..." Amennar didn't seem to believe what he did, he looked at his hands, but there was an emotion called panic in his eyes.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Roland asked with a sigh.

"Let me tell." Karin took a step forward, her expression was very calm, "Yesterday, I brought the elf troops, you know, a human chaos army attacked our large tribe of thousands of people before, and took away I have killed many underage elf children, and I have been tracking down their whereabouts. In the end, all the clues point to your church."

Roland nodded to indicate that he was listening.

"I chased all the way and met Amennar... Only then did I know that he had been dead for more than [-] years. He also knew that I had been dead for a long time." Karin paused, and continued, "Then the two of us Let's track down the whereabouts of the children together in the city, and finally come to Andariel's trial prison to find the huge evil magic circle, and... the bones of those children."

"Let me tell you later," Amennar continued, "I quietly invited the Great Elder, and he recognized at a glance that this was the summoning ceremony of the devil. Andariel used those children as sacrifices to fight with the devil. Made a deal."

Hearing this, the corners of Roland's mouth curved slightly in a mocking arc.

"I exchanged the facts I knew with Karin, only to realize that the bad things that Andariel did are far more than this one. Machinova, and the natural disaster of Artis, and my... child." Yamen Gnar shook his head vigorously, "When I questioned him on the magic tower, he even lied to me. When he turned around, I was very angry, and then, then, I chopped off his head..."

"I already know what's going on. Since you've given him a second death, let's bury him." Roland turned and left. He had basically figured out what happened, but there were still a few details. I'm going to ask for evidence.

Speculation alone is not enough.

Andariel has always been indifferent to communication, and after becoming an undead, he is the target of the Holy See's precautions. He himself will not leave the station too far. The magic tower that Amennar mentioned should be the one that turned right when he went out.

His pace seemed normal, but his speed was extremely fast. In less than 10 minutes, he had already boarded the magic tower.

But he is a human being, and if Andariel is still alive, he may have been seriously traumatized, and I may not be able to see his soul.

Roland thought for a while, and opened a small bottle, which contained some bone powder left by grinding the ring himself.

He poured the powder into his palm and held it up into the air.

There was no response, but Roland was very patient.

Gradually, the powder became dim, as if it had been burned by a raging fire, and at the same time, in the void, a ghost slowly gained a hub from the void, and then gradually became clearer.

Soon, the appearance of Ghost's face could be seen clearly.

"Can I talk?" Roland asked.

Andariel shook his head.

"I heard everything from Amennar. Let me express my sympathy to you first." Roland tried his best as a friend.

Andariel rolled his eyes.

"Then I ask you, you nod or shake your head, okay?"

Andariel nodded.

"The demon sacrifice was done by the Great Elder. I know that the death energy after you become an undead is completely different from the shadow mana required by the magic circle. Therefore, it has nothing to do with you."

Andariel nodded.

"It doesn't make sense to ask right or wrong about those things in the past. Did you think it was wrong when Yamennar killed you?"

Andariel nodded. He stretched out his hand and wrote in the air: I turned around after he said 'you go, I don't want to see you anymore', but after he turned around, I suddenly drew out the sword, if it wasn't for him Without defense, I can't be cut off by him.

"Yes, although Amennar's brain is not good, he absolutely can't do something like throwing a sword behind his back. And he's lying to you." Roland cast his gaze out of the window, and the church is just below, " Someone took advantage of his emotions."

Andariel nodded, and continued to write: The only thing that can invade his mind and affect his actions is the mind control spell unique to the shadow priest.

Roland nodded: "In order to resolve the hostility from the elves, the Great Elder threw you out as a scapegoat. Not only did you get rid of the uncontrollable you, but he also picked himself out of it."

Andariel also wrote in the air: Not only that, it was not me who killed Maggie Novartis back then, it was their three elders, without their leadership, how could I have just taken office as the presiding judge so easily? a family.It's just that the three immortals want women and the wealth accumulated by the other party's mines for generations.

Roland gave him a cold look: "Come on, you are still an accomplice. You can't pick it clean."

Andariel shrugged: I just want to say, I didn't say I shouldn't die.

Roland thought for a while, then shook his head: "But I can't tell about this. The Great Elder is now the only strong hero. Once he falls, half of the pillars of the entire human race will be gone, and the tree will still be erected." The great enemy of the elves. Now humans can't have any more twists and turns."

Andariel sighed and wrote: I also know it will be like this, but do me a favor, put more antiseptic on my body, it may take a long time for me to recover, and I have to go to get it back.

Roland nodded: "It's easy."

Andariel suddenly remembered another thing: By the way, there is one more thing, the Emperor Zhixi came to see you...

"What, Wayne has been here?" Roland looked as if he had been bruised. Although he recovered quickly, his heart was still beating fast.

Look at you like that.Andariel wrote with contempt that it wasn't that long ago.Also, he...

Andariel suddenly disappeared.

Roland was taken aback for a moment, then looked down, and saw that all the powder in his hand had been reduced to ashes.

Andariel didn't have any more clues for a while.

It's impossible for that idiot Amennar to find any clues from that old guy.

Roland understood that things couldn't be so simple.

But now he has been marked as a 'traitor' in the entire human force. Before surrendering, he had already dispersed most of his subordinates to avoid being affected. Now he can sit in the position of supreme command, but because he can It's all about assisting the forces between the imperial court and the human empire, and there are really no confidantes who can order them.

It's really nerve-racking.

But Roland's distress did not last long.

The Great Elder called all the high-level meetings on the second day.

At this meeting, he said that he has found the coordinates of another world. As long as it goes well, humans will soon be able to reach the real paradise. That world is hundreds of times larger than the current continent, and there are countless strong people. There are countless places where the Lord of Radiance belongs. As long as we go there, the Lord of Radiance will definitely give us glory again.

"But this kind of plan will exhaust all our energy reserves." Roland analyzed calmly, "The world you mentioned is very far away from us, although large-scale teleportation will save a lot compared to single-person transmission. But if you still need to carry a large number of It is too much food. But after the past, we don't know anything."

"What about your opinion?" King Assad asked.

"Then go to a part of the elite, and start moving after they stand there." Roland expressed his opinion.

"Then let's make preliminary preparations and gather all the scattered people around." The Great Elder concluded the meeting, "We will rebuild our glory in another world!"

The people below cheered.

Roland didn't want to be too independent, so he applauded accordingly.

always feel that something is wrong...

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Andariel: The power was cut off at a critical moment.

Andariel: It's really not my fault, it's Roland who wants to talk more.

Andariel: It's all done by the Great Elder, and it's useless for you to find me.

Andariel: It's over.

Andariel: ...Your Majesty, I'm sorry.