Knight with Wand
Chapter 213 Natural Disaster
Gradually entering the depths of the area covered by dark clouds, the light became darker and darker. It was clearly summer, but the cold wind blowing across the earth was biting.
In the gloomy field like night, the withered and dying vegetation was lifeless, and the hazy spiritual light was attracted by the imperceptible bell sound and flew away.
The simple and desolate tomb without a monument was opened from the inside to the outside and broke out of the ground.
The wandering soul occupied the corpse and roared just about to get up, but was immediately thrust back into the wooden coffin by a heavy silver spear.
Leon twisted the gun blade and crushed the corpse. He picked up the earth vein spirit lamp in his hand that was shining with green light, and injected subtle magic to start the spell.
The hazy dead soul was sucked into it, and the fifth human soul was collected. The nether light of the lantern became more vigorous, which also meant that the capacity limit of this magic tool was reached.
Leon knew that taking away only five human dead souls would not help the disaster that was coming.
But a mosquito leg is also meat. At least there will be five less ghosts in the future. This casual move may save one or two lives.
Looking around with a lantern in hand, Leon can see fireflies in the dark wilderness, in addition to the occasional ghosts.
"What is that?" He humbly asked the little teacher.
". It is the spirit of animals, birds, insects, plants and fungi. Such a powerful soul-calling ritual is not only a disaster for humans, but also for all things." Laura answered.
So, even the natural cycle will become dead? Leon was shocked and was glad that Laura protected him from being affected.
He turned to look at Olivia standing beside him, fearing that her extraordinary hearing would increase the effect of the magic sound he had to endure: "We are getting closer and closer, do you feel dizzy?"
The girl shook her head at him: "I won't be stupid and force myself. If I have a headache, I will tell you immediately."
Leon was immediately relieved that the physique of the Yanyang Guard was so strong that even the powerful beast soul of the griffin could not stand the influence of the soul bell, but the girl was still not afraid of the bell.
Three whole days have passed since the risk of saving Shatai City.
The dark sky that previously covered the area retreated more than 20 kilometers to the east during this period.
The undead corpse tide that almost submerged the town that day showed no signs of returning for the time being.
This was certainly not because the Death Claws eliminated the "corpse witch" suspected of being the manipulator of the undead.
According to Laura, the corpse witch killed by the griffin was by no means the real controller of the undead corpse tide, nor was it the culprit who cast the spell to open this area.
It was just an undead puppet that retained some intelligence and executed orders. It was no different from the walking corpses that rushed towards the city wall.
He was not a powerful spellcaster in his lifetime. If it were not for the spells and huge soul carried by the soul bell, he would not have enough mana to control more than a hundred undead.
After Leon described the corpse witch's clothes to Ivan, the answer he got also proved this point.
The identity of the corpse witch in his lifetime should be a wizard of a primitive sect in the south. This wild-born southern spellcaster may have been hired by a leader of the Kantadar who invaded Serian, but now he has been transformed into a high-level corpse ghost in this disaster.
Thinking of this, Leon looked eastward at the dark and deep border.
If the guys who committed atrocities in Rolandar suffered such a fate, it would be retribution.
It's a pity that I can't personally cut those beasts into pieces while they are still alive to repay the blood debt and settle the blood feud for the original owner.
If he told this to Lohak and Azerien after returning, they would probably be more worried than himself, the soul-crossing person. Although it was a pleasure to see the enemy suffer, it was a pity that he could not personally make him pay for his blood debt.
Thinking of the painful memory of the original owner in his mind, he could not help but hope that the mercenaries who killed the boy's relatives at the time would "lucky" escape from this disaster.
Sighing and temporarily getting rid of this thought, he put his attention back to the present, took out the sheepskin map provided by Ivan, and used the lantern to determine the direction. Without delay, he quickened his pace towards the destination.
Unable to resist the death claws of the soul bell tearing the soul, he was left outside the underworld to wait.
This time, he and Olivia walked to a small town in the northeast of the map, Cantadar, which had long been shrouded in dark clouds, to explore the situation outside the underworld.
The two of them walked very fast, passing through the land of eternal night that could scare ordinary people out of their souls, whether metaphorically or actually. Not long after, they arrived at the suburbs of the destination.
The ethereal sound of the summoning bell echoed, mixed with countless screams and cries, and the dark light that shot up into the sky turned the town into a ghostland.
Seeing this hellish scene, Leon quickly turned off the spirit lamp and took Olivia to find a wooden house on the high ground outside the city to hide.
Pushing aside the blood-stained tables and chairs in the wooden house, they came to the small window and looked at the town of Kantadar, which was filled with ghosts under the dark clouds and no longer had any signs of living people.
It can be seen that the towering hanging bell tower in the city has been transformed into a ritual node engraved with magic patterns to support celestial magic.
The resentful spirits gathered at the top of the bell tower like a storm, and a large group of corpse demons circled around. Under their influence, the turbulent magic power driven was so strong that Leon found that he could clearly feel it from such a distance.
Looking around, he roughly estimated that there were at least thousands of corpse demons wandering around the outskirts of the town.
"Do we need to get closer to that town?" Olivia said worriedly.
"No, let's go." Leon shook his head.
After taking a look at the real soul summoning altar from a distance, the wizard in her heart urged them to evacuate, as if she had figured out the trick.
Leon led Olivia back the same way as quickly as possible.
He knew that no matter what, this trip eastward would not allow him to go deep into Rolandar alone with dangerous super-scale celestial magic.
Now, it was not a question of whether he could fulfill his promise with Laura.
Will this disaster continue to spread? Is there a limit to the spread of this celestial magic?
The natural disaster that is happening is definitely not caused by the Kantadars. If they had such a monstrous ability, they would have unified the Western Continent long ago.
The Atias wizards who came from afar to the Western Continent to assist the Kantadars in their invasion, as mentioned by Corvis, are highly suspected.
Or maybe they were courting death and summoned the demon souls of the fallen Lorelite?
Leon pulled Olivia and ran in the wilderness. I don’t know if it was physical strength or pressure, but even his breathing became a little heavy.
A small corpse wizard can command tens of thousands of dead souls to sweep across the earth with the corpse cart.
But in this eastward invasion launched by Kantadar, the number of civilians killed and injured in Rolandar alone was more than 100,000 or 200,000?
There are tens of thousands of Serian soldiers who are defending the Holy Land City, and how many tens of thousands of people are suffering in the entire Serian border?
How many tens of thousands of Kantadar troops died under the city of Rolandar?
These are just the dead in the war.
The underworld of the dead, isolated from the Dead Sea, has been wreaking havoc on the continent where information exchange is not smooth, and the world is ignorant for at least several months.
How many people have been swallowed up silently?
If the two of them had not intervened unexpectedly, Shatai City would have been one of them.
When hundreds of thousands or even millions of undead, accompanied by dark clouds above their heads, rush westward, how many soldiers will be needed to resist?
In this magical realm, the violent army of corpse ghosts does not need supplies, rest, training, prisoners, morale, or fear of death and injury. And every soul that is taken away, whether it is a soldier or a civilian, or even a bird or beast, may become a new corpse ghost and resentful soul.
Leon clenched his wand. The more he thought about it, the colder his back felt. He couldn't help but secretly curse the ruler of Kantadar. Has he been eating for most of the past six months?
According to the news Ivan learned, a few months ago, before Orland went south from the Nightmare Forest, the disaster might have just begun, and the Kantadar army withdrew from Serian.
Now the eastern border of the Southern Kingdom has become a ghost area. The army that invaded Serian with great momentum ran back to the King's Territory of Kantadar?
The border is all gone. Did the army return to the country and have a group dinner in the King's Territory? Is there anyone who is in charge of this kingdom?
Taking a deep breath of the cool air from the dark underworld, Leon gradually calmed down in his anger.
At present, unless a miracle happens, the ancient king of magic in his body will be resurrected immediately and restored to the powerful magic power described in the ancient books.
Otherwise, this is not only beyond the scope of what he, a mortal, can handle, but also not a disaster that any kingdom in the Western Continent can handle alone.
When the two saw the edge of the dark clouds several kilometers away in the sky, the anxiously waiting Deathclaw outside also discovered them.
The griffin flapped its wings, endured the instinctive discomfort, and flew into the area under the dark clouds.
Leon and Olivia quickly climbed on the saddle and flew away from this underworld.
The sun shone on them again, and the two and Deathclaw relaxed a little.
".Leon, what should we do? Will the disaster here spread to Avalon?" Olivia pulled the other's arm from behind.
The girl was not timid, but the disaster she saw on this trip had exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.
"Let's pass the news as soon as possible, find allies, unite more troops, and curb the expansion of this area." Leon turned back to comfort.
All he could think of was to contact all forces and build a defense line along the edge of the underworld to prevent this area from continuing to devour the mortal world and let the scale of the undead grow geometrically like a snowball.
It's not that I don't want to take the initiative to kill the disaster, but not everyone has a magic king to protect their souls like me, or a special physique like Olivia.
If the sound of the soul-drawing bell cannot be solved, ordinary living people can't even get close to the formed soul-calling bell.
However, without the help of the army, how can I and Olivia alone solve the huge sea of corpses guarding the bell.
Not to mention the powerful high-level undead transformed by the elite warriors, there are also the large demons killed by the death claws before.
Even the most ordinary zombies and corpses can consume the physical strength of the two by relying on their large numbers.
The corpses will not be afraid. No matter how fiercely I and Olivia kill, we can't scare away the corpse tide like we defeated the living soldiers.
"At worst, we still have Miss Laura. She is a great wizard and she must have a way to protect Avalon." Leon thought of his backer and straightened his back a little.
Laura suddenly sighed: "You have quite a lot of confidence in me."
"Of course, with such a big disaster, only the powerful teacher Laura can turn the tide." Leon laughed in his heart.
"Hehe, you are so diligent in calling me 'teacher' at this time. I haven't seen you respect your teachers so much at other times."
"I'm used to calling you teacher before I became your apprentice, so how about I change it and call you teacher like this from now on?" Leon asked.
"Forget it, let's just leave it like this. If you keep calling me like that," Laura's voice paused slightly.
She continued: "Let's talk about it when we return to the Mage Tower. At present, this "great magic" with different effects is composed of many unfamiliar dead spirits and spirit world magic, which may be combined with spells from the void.
My current weak state cannot be forcibly dispelled. I have to spend time working backwards on those spells to find a way to deal with it that can be implemented by people in today's world. "
"Okay, I will first inform the knight of Shatai City about the danger, and then set off back to Avalon immediately." Leon responded.
However, when the Deathclaw flew all the way back to the sky above Shatai City, he suddenly discovered that in the tower courtyard of Ivin's family below, a large number of soldiers had gathered for some unknown reason, and it seemed that a commotion was taking place.
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