Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 736 The Appearance of 'Mass Graves'
Hill's sudden movement did not attract the attention of An Pengfei and the others.

I don't know what secret room the brown spirits found, but the guards of An's family, who had been acting calm all this time, also exclaimed. The spear was held in his hand.

The little captain who was following him just now ran over with anger and a completely unconcealable panic: "Young Master! The Lin family built a mass grave a thousand meters underground!"

An Pengfei was so shocked that he didn't even bother to greet Hill, so he yelled, 'Go! 'Let that person lead the way and charge over directly.

An Ran was stunned for a while, and then walked over with a serious expression: "I'm sorry, Archmage Bolaño, Mr. Pengfei was too shocked to be so rude."

Hill waved his hand: "It's important, I won't care about such a small matter."

An Ran shook her head, and bowed solemnly to Hill.

Hill stood up in surprise. Fortunately, Fatty An really wanted to thank him, and just bowed and kowtowed to him.

This is the etiquette commonly used by Shoulong people to their saviors. Hill accepted it after thinking about it, and sat back.

An Ran said softly: "I sincerely thank you, and your little fairy friend, for saving the lives of all the families and people in Renhe City.

The grace of saving life will never be forgotten in life and life.

The mass grave... is the evil ritual that can do the most damage to the power of the ancestors. Once it succeeds, the entire city of Renhe will fall into a disaster of undead. "

Hill glanced at Fatty Ann.

This guy didn't mention the most crucial point: the so-called harm to the power of the ancestors is actually to make these ancestor spirits fall directly, turning them from fairy spirits into evil spirits.

As long as it is a family that enshrines these ancestors, all family members who are near the ancestral home will definitely fall along with them, and even directly become undead.

Most of the family members staying in other places will not have any problems, but even if these people may build a new family in the future, that and the current one have nothing in common except for the same surname.

After all, it is impossible for the ancestors to be the same.

Hill glanced at An Ran's sad expression, smiled, and let the matter go. Even though he knew what Hill was hiding from him, An Ran couldn't tell the truth in public.

It is a good thing that one less person knows about the weakness of the ancestral court.

Hill didn't intend to go to see the mass grave, until the brown elves flew back in panic: "Hill! It's Bane's power!"

He jumped up directly, and after returning the brown spirit to his pocket, he quickly walked towards that place.

Only then did Hill realize that to create a mass grave, what is needed is the blood of injustice and souls full of resentment that are constantly added.

Not all corpses are useful, it must be a tragic death.

But with Shoulong's usual control over the people, if there were so many people missing for no reason near Renhe City, the government would definitely not fail to notice.

That can only come from outside.

If it was during the war between Shoulong and Tulong a hundred years ago, or even 50 years ago when the two countries had a small war, such corpses would still be easy to find. At that time, countless people of the two countries died tragically under the hands of both sides.

But the Lin family has only been in Renhe City for a few decades!
Silently, Hill walked all the way to Lin Yi's usual room. These are three typical rooms, with the living room in the middle, the bedroom on the left, and a small study on the right.

The organ that the palm spirits found was next to the bed in the bedroom. A sculpture of the Great Compassionate Guanyin was turned outward, revealing a dark hole and a continuously descending staircase.

Hill frowned, and after adding various buffs to himself, he left.

His entourage quickly stood on both sides, squeezing away the two Anjia guards who were in charge of guarding.

An Ran swiftly pulled the two guards who were about to lose their temper to the door and stood there: "Just stay here, we can trust that guy, but he doesn't necessarily trust us.

It's good if Da Wu is willing to help, don't worry about it. "

He glanced worriedly, and then asked, "Have you notified the Patriarch?"

A guard answered him: "Young Master sent An Xu and An Feng back."

"What? Why did he send An Xu?" An Ran glared at the two of them, "Did An Minyi not stop Mr. Pengfei?"

"Even if An Xu is following the third son, he won't mess around at this time, right?" The guard said softly, "It's not about the eldest son, but the entire An family, and even the other families have to be notified. something.

If you want to purify the mass graves, it is not something that witches in our family can solve. "

"You know what a P!" An Ran showed a cold expression, "Young Master Pengfei, you really have been in the barracks for a long time, hasn't this been discovered?
Anyway, it won't cause a catastrophe of extermination, so using a mass grave to kill him is the best solution for that person.

Fortunately, Archmage Bolaño paid more attention to the god of death in Faerun... However, I remember the information said that he is good at water and wind magic, as well as light.

I don't know if it can deal with the arcane spells from the Japanese Empire!He brought so many goblins down, what should he do if he is sealed off? "

An Ran took a few steps, and suddenly looked at those two people: "Forget it, you are not as useful as the entourage of Archmage Bolaño here, so why not go back and inform them!

Anyway, I'm staying here, if something happens, I'll send a firework for help, so hurry up!

Regardless of whether the Patriarch knows about it or not, you all have to report everything here in detail again! "

The two guards looked at each other, but An Ran's attitude was tough, so they could only obey and quickly disappeared at the door.

Before they left, An Ran maintained a tense expression, and then let out a series of cursing sounds.

After venting his anger for a while, he looked at Hill's entourage solemnly and said, "Mr. Pengfei's safety depends on you. Master Bolaño, these knights are your puppets, right? You must audible.

I have to go back to find the Patriarch, An Minyi... Maybe I have betrayed, please pay attention. "

Fatty An patted himself a few times, his fat body moved flexibly, a strange winged creature appeared behind him, and then he tore another piece of paper, and his whole body seemed to melt into the air The same disappeared in front of my eyes.

Only a gust of wind blowing over could tell that he had rushed into the air.

He had already reached more than 300 meters underground, so Hill couldn't help but stop: This fat man is actually a mechanism engineer.

No wonder the true identities of Hill's puppets can be identified, they are hidden deep enough.

Hill... Hill is used to the fact that he makes mistakes in his judgment of people, so there is nothing to be afraid of anyway, and it is not impossible for him to just flip the table if it is a big deal.

Looking down at the stairs that were several hundred meters away, Hill wondered how Lin Yi usually got down. Even a ninja couldn't afford to exercise his legs like this every time, right?
Hill was a little annoyed, the stairs under his feet quickly deformed, sending him downward like a wave.

The goblins immediately became happy, and chattered to ask Hill to build an endless staircase like this in their small amusement park.

Hill felt that they were thinking too well, and asked with a chuckle, "This requires mana. Which of you would like to be the one who works hard when others are playing?"

The goblins fell silent immediately.

They didn't take turns playing, and no goblin would put up with working while others were playing.

"Be honest! It must be very smelly down here." Hill looked at the stairs that were about to reach the bottom, and said gently, "If you fall into the pool of undead, I can't save you!"

"Hurry up! Use the silk thread in your hands to sew all the pockets!" Vera ordered loudly, "If you don't want to become slaves of the Wrathful King's Court, hurry up!"

The goblins started working quickly, and so did Vera. She and Oberon had been staying in Hill's hood, and now they were earnestly taking out needles and threads to weave the top of the hood into a spider web.

Hill smiled and stopped the stairs, anyway, it was the last short flight.

Finally, he used a spell to purify the air for himself, and Hill quietly walked out of the stairwell.

An Pengfei is now leading the people to fight against the ghosts that have formed in the mass grave.

Hill quickly understood why the brown elves called 'Ban'. Those undead... should be from the continent of Faerun. The black pattern on their faces is the mark of Bane.

But there are other things... that is the undead 'chosen one' that Saier Red Robe likes to use most, the extremely ugly undead modified creature, attacking the intruders madly with claws.

Between the lightning and the flint, Hill suddenly thought of a mage.

The red robe wizard didn't use spells but ran by himself, not necessarily because he wanted to save money, but he might also be leading the way for the undead trekking underwater.

The red robe would back off so easily, more likely because he didn't want Hill to find out what he was doing.

The natural aura on Hill's body is so strong, if he really passes by the sea where the undead are, it is impossible not to notice it.

The people of the Japanese Empire could not turn these brutally murdered people into undead that could be controlled. The Zhentarim under Bane could do it, and transporting them would be a blessing to the wizard Sel, who had always used undead as porters and various laborers. Easy to say.

Searle's red robes have always done anything to make money, but Bane's action can only prove one thing.

Bane must have had his own place of faith in the Wa Empire.No wonder he was able to maintain his divine power even though Zhentil Fort, his strongest place of faith on the continent of Faerun, was in ruins.

Hill glanced at the battle ahead, and soon found that An Ran's judgment was correct.

The captain, who once showed dissatisfaction with Hill's arrogant attitude, seemed to be guarding An Pengfei in the crazy battle seriously, but various small mistakes kept appearing.

Hill couldn't help but sneered as there was still internal fighting at this time.

(End of this chapter)