The main character is crazy [Transmigration Book]

The sky thousands of meters above the Vatican is covered with dark clouds, like a mist, and the blood is sometimes hidden in the boiling clouds, which looks very strange.

"Blood, let more blood fill the world! Bad luck, this breath is really delicious..."

Florag is a fallen mage with seventh-level strength. His character is as weird as his belief.

"Every time I see you, I can't help but want to vomit."

Cecily stretched out a hand to cover her smudged black lips, slightly tilted her head, her pale face was full of disgust.The tips of her hair are extremely curly, purple in color, several strands are tangled together, and the tip of the tail is slightly raised, like the most vicious poisonous snake.

"Cecilia, to be honest, you're not much better..."

The older Ggenina sat obliquely on the back of an undead bone dragon, speaking in a slow and noble tone.The veil hood on the top of the head is lifted slightly, and she is wearing a dark robe with mithril inlaid on the skirt. On the high head, the old face is covered with intertwined folds.

There was a bit of green halo in her eyes, full of jealousy and greed, and a bit of hatred and anger could be vaguely seen.

"Gagnina, can I interpret what you just said as being jealous of my beauty?"

Cecily stretched out her hands like eagle claws and brushed the curly hair beside her ears. The black fish scales wrapped around her exposed arms, making her look extremely ugly and disgusting.

"If you want to understand it this way, I have no other ideas."

Grignina raised her hand and yawned. She seemed unwilling to pay attention to it. She looked at Florag with her chin slightly sideways, her eyelids drooping a little: "I'm getting older, and the time is about to come. The ritual of the ceremony can also begin."

The voice was steady and neither fast nor slow, but it felt as if something was tightly pinching her throat, and the forced out voice was a bit weird.

"As you wish."

Florag lowered his hands and walked towards the two of them with a smile on his face. His face was peaceful, and he was not as crazy as before: "Also, the door of darkness is about to open..."

"Dark Gate?"

Cecilia raised her eyebrows: "You dare to open that thing, aren't you afraid of being swallowed by darkness like 'him'?"

"Thank you for your concern. If you are swallowed by darkness, it will naturally be scary..."

Florag replied: "But I've always known temperance."

"Restraint is a good thing, but too much restraint can get in the way."

Gignina looked towards the center of the church, and the rich white light was condensed into pillars by magic power, mixed with the halo as if falling from the sky.

A few seconds later, Gergina turned her head to the side, and after thinking for a while, she continued: "The ceremony will take a while, so you can play with those ants first, and I have to save my energy to delay that old thing."

……

"Necromancers have always been sensitive to the breath of the dead, including you, it seems that some people have already died."

Xiu's forehead was slightly wrinkled, and death aside, he felt a strange aura among the group of people in front of him, vaguely, slightly familiar.

"impossible!"

Yuri didn't believe it, and looked at the skeleton that suddenly appeared beside Xiu, with a strange expression on his face.

"Oh……"

Xiu glanced forward, then waved the skeleton back to the underworld, then turned around and left in the opposite direction

An didn't make a sound, glanced behind her, and then strode towards Xiu to catch up.

For Ann, Xiu is the most important thing to him.

The two moved very quickly, and after a few seconds, Yuri was the only one with a doubtful expression.

……

There was a stench of decay and decay in the air in the distance, swimming with the wind, drifting indistinctly, and seemed to carry a little fragrance of roses.

——However, it also smells bad and pungent, like a cheap and vulgar essence.

"There seems to be something..."

An stopped, and moved a little closer to Xiu, keeping shoulder to shoulder parallel.

After a few minutes, the two came to an extremely wide mushroom forest composed purely of huge fungi plants by virtue of their intuition and inexplicable attraction.

The unknown bird closed its sharp beak, flapped its wings and quickly disappeared.

The dead grass was all over the ground, with some water droplets on it, and the black soil was very moist.

"I seem to have been here before..."

An raised her head and looked towards the deepest part of the forest, her eyes were somewhat confused.

"Go and see."

Xiu looked around a few times, then pointed to a black stone tablet tens of meters ahead.

"Ah."

Ann nodded, and then walked towards the stele with Xiu.

But they didn't realize that behind the two of them, a dark figure was slowly approaching.

I don't know when the wind blows, and then the dark clouds rush in. Amidst the howling wind, the shallow footprints gradually disappear with the obscured bright light.

A few minutes later, they came to the stele, on which some words were engraved.

'I buried my death here... but when I was about to leave, 'he' came...'

'He' just came and stayed... silently bringing destruction...

——The ancient language is used on the tombstone, and some words on it may not be legible because of the age.

"What do you think the 'he' on the stele refers to?"

An stared at the stele for a few moments, then turned her head and asked Xiu softly.

"do not know,"

Xiu thought for a few seconds: "But it probably won't be something good."

"Ah."

Ann nodded and said with a smile, "I think so too."

……

A black magic circle hovered in the sky. Even though the priests tried their best to suppress it, the number of undead was still huge.

The prosperity of the past is gone, and the noisy flames are full of mournful wailing, and the red blood is filled with the whole soil. In the surging black mist, many figures can be seen coming and going again and again, like a ghost, looking for it in the dark night. .

"Lane 23, West Street, Bauhinia Squad asks for support!"

"Lane 11, East Street, Roland's team is asking for support!"

"Lane 5, East Street, Ruolan's team asks for support!"

"The front line has been suppressed, Lord Shengzi, please make a quick decision!"

"Where are Xingya, Ruigel and other adults now?"

Ansair stabilized his mind, held his staff and raised his head and asked.

"Master Rigel has gone to the back street to support. Madam Solan and her followers are on their way to the East Street. Only Lady Xingya is missing."

The envoy who was half kneeling on the ground was a little stunned, and then immediately replied.

"I see,"

Ansair gestured with his jaw, and after the envoy retreated, he turned his head to look at the knight commander beside him with a cautious face, kneading his fingers with his fingertips, and opened his mouth after a few breaths, "Let's go to West Street."

"Yes."

Thord nodded, turned over and jumped on his horse and hurried towards West Street.

"God bless."

Ansair caressed his sleeves lightly, frowned ominously, and followed closely behind.

……

In the auditorium, above the ice coffin.

The skylight inlaid with glass is quietly closed, and the light flies and refracts into lines.The pure white magic circle flickered on and off, and after breaking and collapsing, it turned into bits and pieces of stars, which slowly fell on top of the two of them.

After a while, Osgers opened his eyes, stretched out his palm to stare at the book in his hand, and then sighed: "I didn't get a response from the gods."

"So am I."

Jerome withdrew the release of his magic power, then stretched out his hand to close the book in front of him, and after responding, he looked up at the distant sky and said, "The darkness that is sleeping is gradually waking up..."

"In this case, it is estimated that the Holy Son alone will be difficult to resist."

Osgers thought for a few seconds.

"Then bring Anna back first."

Jerome turned his head sideways: "By the way, go and retrieve the lost item for me."