Elven Reaper

"Interesting." The man in a black trench coat murmured. On top of the city wall, undead puppets with gray eyes rushed towards them regardless of their own safety. Several priests in the Holy See of Light are currently resisting the attacks of the undead puppets. An old man in white robes was reciting incantations to bless other priests with their magic. This old man in red robe is extremely old. He looks to be at least eighty years old. His back is deeply stooped, and his skin is wrinkled and his face is covered with age spots. He is the white bishop of Steyr City. Because although Steyr City is the territory of a marquis, it has not yet reached the size of the main city, so the leader of the Bright Branch here is only a seventh-level bishop in white. After reciting a spell, the seventh-level white-clothed bishop tremblingly waved his hand, and a holy light fell on the heads of the priests. The weapons of the priests were all illuminated by pure white light. The priests were fearless and struggled to kill the undead puppets who attacked the city. A bright knight shouted: "Have all the undead puppets been led here?" "Yes, Knight Commander." A slightly childish voice responded. "Burton, go down and join Pastor Julia to appease the civilians." the knight commander said. This is a man about fifty years old. He is short and stocky, holding a long-handled war hammer. The head of the hammer is the size of a human head, with light attribute runes flashing on it. The knight commander smashed four or five undead puppets with a hammer, but then another undead puppet filled the gap and came to bite. The man named Burton was a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was holding a long sword tightly in both hands and was also struggling to kill the zombies and puppets that were besieging the wall. But he was obviously still young and very weak, even though he used all his strength to strike with every sword. But it still took almost two swords to kill a zombie, and he gradually became unable to withstand the siege of the zombies. The white-clothed bishop had a dull expression and remained silent. He just recited incantations again and again to apply magical spells to the priests. Besides the bishop in white, the one who remained silent was the man in black trench coat. This man in a black trench coat looks ordinary, with a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, which looks a bit weird. Countless zombies and undead puppets crawled towards the top of the city. They were stacked on top of each other, trampling on each other, expressionless attackers. A light priest held a magic wand in his hand. After chanting a series of spells, he cast a fifth-level light magic, and the light knight charged. A knight made of light and shadow, tall and armored, with a lance in hand, rode towards the zombies. The Light Knight was so powerful that the zombies who first came into contact with the Light Knight emitted black smoke and were directly knocked into piles of skeletons. But after breaking up dozens of ordinary zombie skeletons, I encountered a few leveled zombie puppets, and I couldn't hit them anymore. The next moment, the Light Knight was overwhelmed by the swarming undead puppets. "Ah." Suddenly, a scream came from the young man named Burton, with an undead puppet hanging on his shoulder. The undead puppet bit his shoulder so hard that he could no longer swing the sword. In this situation, being injured or having your movements restricted is indirectly equivalent to being declared dead. Sure enough, after the movement of the young cleric Burton was restricted by the undead puppet, the undead creatures behind him were like a landslide, instantly burying the young man. "Burton", the knight commander's eyes were red, and he looked back at the young man. While he was speaking, he used two more hammers to create a powerful shock wave, clearing away the swarming zombies, but then more zombies and puppets came. Just when the young Burton's breath of life was about to disappear, the white-clothed bishop's cloudy eyes suddenly erupted with a burst of light. He moved very quickly, and the light on the magic wand shone brightly, and a dazzling light pierced the zombie group. Immediately, a dazzling light burst out from the dark crowd of zombies. When the light shone on the zombies, black smoke came out and made a "buzzing" sound. "Save the child." The bishop in white said in a deep voice with an old voice. Several other light knights stepped forward, slashing at the zombies frantically, and pulled Burton out of the pile of zombies, who was buried in the middle. I saw that Burton had a brilliant shield on his body. It was this shield just now. While firmly protecting him, it also burned many zombies and puppets. Burton was rescued. There was a hideous scar on his shoulder. This scar was a black tooth mark with a trace of black gas coming out of it. Everyone knew that as long as the scar from the puppet bite was not dealt with as soon as possible, Burton would soon become a member of this mountain of corpses. The white-clothed bishop raised the magic wand in his hand, and a healing spell came out, shining on Burton's shoulder. A burst of black smoke rose from Barberton's shoulders. His face instantly twisted in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still clenched his teeth and did not even hum. After the white light of the healing technique passed away, Burton's wound turned bright red, and the dead air on the wound seemed to have been removed. The remaining priests continued to resist the zombies and undead golems that stormed the city wall. There are many undead puppets wearing the uniforms of the Sheriff's Department or City Guards. They should have been the "guardians" of Steyr City during their lifetimes. But now they have all turned into undead creatures, and only the Light Branch of Steyr City is struggling to support them. "Be obedient, my child, you are still young and you shouldn't have to endure this. Get out of here quickly." The white-clothed bishop said as he used another healing spell to hit a bitten knight of light. His tone of voice now also had a hint of majesty. The Knight Commander of Light hammered twice in succession, sending the bones of the undead puppets flying everywhere. He also shouted: "Young man Burton, go quickly" "Go and tell the civilians that the God of Light will always care for them, and the priests of the Holy See of Light will never abandon them." Burton's expression was originally a little bit Frustrated, he originally wanted to be like other priests, like heroes, fighting bravely against the undead puppets to protect the safety of civilians. But now it seems that he is still too weak. If he continues to stay on the city wall, he will not be able to help at all, and will also drag down the rest of the clergy. Burton nodded heavily: "Okay, Grandpa Bishop, Uncle Knight, I'll go down right away." Burton walked towards the stairs on the city wall. On the way, he saw the man in black trench coat. Burton stopped and said curiously: "Uncle, why is it too dangerous for you on the city wall? It's better to get down quickly." The corners of the man in black windbreaker still raised his mouth, and his eyes were covered with a layer of blood red. "You guys are too noisy, I'm leaving first." The man in black trench coat said casually, and then, the space rippled and his figure disappeared.