Tomb Survival: Evolve from Skeleton

155 The Undead and the "Holy Crusade"

"...and a kind of...future led by me."

Kress' words were calm and even.

Dilly was thoughtful, and she seemed to be able to understand the true meaning of Kress' words.

There was a trace of doubt on Lancer's heroic and delicate cheeks under the covering mask, "Kress, you are not affected by Dark Ori's remnants, are you? It is said that the strong man who has reached the [God's Domain] has A powerful consciousness capable of affecting an individual, even if dead or sealed, can be done through certain mediums."

Lancer explained, and finally looked at the "Necromancer Orb" in his right hand, asked Kress and Dilly for advice and continued—

"I feel that this thing's breath of death is too strong, and it can even affect Kress's mind. It's not what ordinary humans should hold. Do we need to hand it over to the Adventurer's Guild or the Holy Light Temple?"

Lancer's words were sincere and peaceful, but they were indeed for the consideration of Kress, Dilly and others, without any selfishness.

But Kress didn't answer directly, and the moment he exchanged eyes with Dilly, Dilly understood.

"give it to me."

Dilly spoke briskly to Lancer, and at the same time stretched out her hand, and continued——

"...This is a treasure that we have worked so hard to obtain. Even if it is sold on the black market, it will be more cost-effective than handing it over to the Adventurer's Guild for no reason."

Lancer hesitated, and looked at Kress, the main contributor to this incident.

Kress nodded slightly, agreeing with Dilly's answer.

"Alright then, I respect Kress Knight's choice..."

Lancer said lightly, and handed the "Necro Orb" in his hand to Dilly.

no one would have thought...

It was such an inadvertent decision that the future light warrior "Silver White" Lancer would personally create the king of the undead to rule the darkness!
And... the most terrifying and powerful elemental magician under the throne of the undead.

……

The First Princess Rubia Fritz, who had regained the pass, stood at the arrow stack, looking in the direction of Fritz Palace.

At the critical moment before, the undead controlled and driven by the Jesik rebels suddenly turned against each other.

This made the army led by King Fritz turn things around.

After confirming the absolute superiority of the Fritz royal family, a large number of undead armies retreated to the southwest in unison.

The royal army has no time for them.

And King Fritz is currently leading an army to pursue the rebels. This time, the largest rebellion in the history of the Fritz Kingdom is finally coming to an end.

Jeske Holden, this kind of pillar of the top aristocrat who could have become a high-ranking and powerful pillar in the history of the Fritz Kingdom, was eventually destroyed.

And the glory of the Jesker family will be completely wiped out after tonight...

The tulip flag embroidered with gold on a red background will forever fall on the southwest plain of the Kingdom of Fritz.

Rubia Fritz was still looking in the direction of the palace, and after a long time, he said thoughtfully——

"...Perhaps, I can try to win the support of 'Dawn'. In this way, there will be no existence in Fritz Kingdom that can stop me, right?"

……

Papal States.

The Holy City of Jeddah.

As the capital of the Papal State and the headquarters of the Temple of the Holy Light, the significance of the holy city of Jedah is far beyond that of ordinary cities.

The holy city of Jedah is a sacred place in the hearts of human priests, and it is a place of hope that every human being who believes in the six gods should go to worship at least once in his life.

And it is precisely such an extremely important city of belief and culture, which is indeed unprecedentedly empty now...

The [Templar Knights] and [Judgment Priest], who should have been stationed here for a long time, these two top human combat forces belonging to the [Holy Light Temple], are now called by the Pope to join the battle against the other side of the far-reaching strait. During the battle of the hill demihumans...

Among them, there are ogre tribes, and even dispatched a team of steel-level adventurers from the Kingdom of Fritz [Dream]...

Even so, on the other side of the Abyss Strait, the Holy Expeditionary Army under the guidance of the six great gods was still in a bitter battle.

The holy city of Jedane.

Located in the Pope's Palace in the center of the city, an old man in white robes was checking the secret report of the war from the Southern Kingdom.

This white-robed old man has white beard and hair, but his eyes are shining with the vigor of young talents. The letters and research papers floating around him all show the old man's profound magical power and absolute control over the secrets of the Holy Light Temple. .

The old man in white robe was none other than Simon Trant, the head of the Council of Elders and the grand elder who actually controlled the entire Holy Light Temple.

I saw Simon Tranter, who was constantly flipping through the documents, suddenly froze...

He felt that the breath of death that had been faintly present all along, and the king of the undead, Dak Auri, who was sealed by [Thirteen Ancient Heroes], disappeared...

"Falled?"

There was no joy or anger on Simon Trant's old and wrinkled face, as if he was simply stating a certain fact.

All kinds of ancient documents and military secrets that surrounded him all the time fell down at this moment.

Simon Trant stretched out his right hand slightly. In his hand, the power of pure white holy magic gathered, and a crystal ball appeared.

"...Is it possible that a new king has appeared?"

Simon Tranter muttered to himself, and the magic crystal ball in his hand also began to reveal scenes in the sealed world...

The screens of the sealed world for nearly thousands of years are constantly exchanged, and the screens change one after another...

In the end, the crystal ball shines brightly...

The picture in the magic crystal ball finally freezes, it is a man from the Eastern Empire holding a sword.

"Oriental humans?"

Simon Trant was slightly surprised, and then seemed to think of something. The light magic in his hand was activated again, and the crystal ball changed. The oriental man in the dark armor instantly turned into a white skeleton. If it weren't for the identical fighting posture with the sword and The pitch-black armor, no one would believe that these are actually the same existence.

"An undead who knows magic, the future ruler of darkness?"

Simon Trant slowly retracted the magic crystal ball in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and after a long time, suddenly chuckled——

"Dakoorui, you guys, you are dead, and you still leave such a tricky guy for the old man!"

Simon Trant said coldly, and immediately, the whole person began to step away from the dimly lit confidential study room.

With the steps of Simon Rant, the magical cyclone around him began to change...

A clean and holy robe appeared, covering Simon Tranter's entire body.

Simon Tranter's slightly hunched body began to straighten, his wrinkled cheeks became smooth and youthful, and even his skinny palms became smooth and white like jade...

When Simon Tranter walked to the palace hall outside the door of the study, he had changed from a skinny old man with white beard and hair to a handsome young man with brown hair who held his head high.

The various priests who were originally guarding the hall of the palace bowed respectfully and saluted after seeing Simon Tranter appearing, and said in unison——

"Saint Ann, Elder Simon!"

"Saint Ann."

Simon Trant, who was wrapped in a pure white robe, nodded slightly and responded lightly. He stared straight ahead, slowly sat on the gorgeous seat specially set for himself, and continued——

"His Majesty's willful war can end. Let the [Holy Expeditionary Army] come back."

……

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