Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

Now that the offensive has started, it will never end like this, and the improved plague technique will not be satisfied with killing one or two dwarves—soon, more infected people appear inexplicably.

The reason why it is inexplicable is that many of them have never been in contact with the source of infection - for example, the little boy who was put in a tent for a day, his parents sat outside by the fire, gossiping about the Holy White Knight in the distance, Then, as soon as he entered the tent, he found that his son, who had been sleeping safely all alone, had changed beyond recognition——

This bizarre infection leaves people clueless.

Panic began to permeate the crowd, and the unknown might be more terrifying than the spell itself.All the corpses and infected people were quickly gathered in an open space, but this plague seems to have undergone some kind of mutation - it is no longer fatal quickly, only the first two dwarves who were discovered died quickly and peacefully, and the other infected people They were suffering, but the medical officer of the fortress was helpless.

"Bring the priests of the temple, what's the use of a medical officer here, the plague is not a real plague!" The holy white knight who returned from inspection angrily scolded the fortress guards.

They are seriously short of manpower. The bad mages that the holy white knights fought against in the past occupied at most one mage tower, and they dared to attack the silver heart fortress. The many trivial matters brought about by this made their experience useless, so the fortress guards are now the only ones. main force.

Kevin followed Mavis, gloated and said in his ear, "Congratulations, you are not the most stupid nominee of the year, the guards in this fortress are stupider than you."

"Those are just ordinary city guards. It's enough to beat the rogues in the street. Of course they don't know how to fight against undead spells." Mevis kept a cold face and let the priest taunt him. Now he has learned how to deal with Kevin's random behavior The sarcasm, as long as you don't refute, the priest himself will feel bored after a while.

If a high-level spell is so easy to unravel, then everyone is a legendary archmage, and mages are different from warriors such as knights and warriors. Legendary-level warriors and ordinary warriors are head-to-head, and there will be no surprises in the result. Absolutely Power is crushing, but mages are not, because spells are a crystallization of wisdom, and some truth school scholars even believe that spells are an art, and its effective principle is not only the strength of power, but also the exquisite design and use , so it is not uncommon for an archmage of the legendary level to be unable to break the new original spell of an ordinary mage.

Therefore, Et Gaya didn't even think about how to dispel the spell. If it was so easy to dispel, Yalan would not be acting in a cage. Many undead spells are considered immoral, because the effects of those spells are not only terrible, but also more powerful. It is irreversible and irreversible. If Yalan lives safely in the cage, it means that the victims are irreversible, even the high priest of light cannot save them. Only when Etgaya becomes the god of light can they be saved.

The smartest thing to do then is to stop the caster before he hurts more people.

There is no contact, so they have a simple idea about the way the spell spreads. Not only does the spell spread confidently after it takes effect, the spell caster must not have left, but is hiding in the dark, and is still secretly releasing the spell, which can explain why it is so good. People who have not been exposed to the source of infection can also get sick.

The biggest advantage of being a student of a dark mage and a necromancer high-level mage for 20 years is that although he can't cast those spells himself, he understands the principles. Etgaya thinks without boasting that he can be regarded as a An eminent legal scholar.

If you feel it carefully, you can still feel the irregular fluctuations of the magic factor in the air. No matter how subtle it is hidden, it is not a bloodline spellcaster like a warlock, and warlocks can't learn undead spells either. Their bloodline talent will interfere with the magic effect—— Although Etjaye is not a mage, he has the common problem of arcane spellcasters - he looks down on warlocks who rely on their blood for food.

"Northeast! Infected people were found in the camp in the northeast—"

The guards suddenly ran over shouting. These fortress guards were terrified when facing the infected, and the holy white knights forbade them from touching the infected. And yelling, it will only take a few minutes until the Holy White Knight arrives——

The caster will definitely leave the scene quickly within a few minutes!

Etgaya crouched in the distance, and if he got too close, he would lose control of the overall situation, so he hid in a tree, wearing only light-fitting clothes. Anyway, the dark knights in the Shadow Moon Temple are generally too poor to afford it. Armor enchantment, those shoulder armors and breastplates are purely decorative, or psychological comfort, and the real defense depends on the knight's fighting spirit...and flesh.

He hid lightly in the pile of leaves, absolutely silent, even breathing so lightly that he couldn't even blow the leaves in front of him.

Thanks to the terrifying laboratory of the black mage, Et Gaya has been working as an assistant in the laboratory of the great priest Helena since he was a teenager. A high-ranking priest, so it is the turn of the young knight to act as a coolie in the laboratory. Because he is not a mage, he cannot perform elegant tasks such as casting spells or recording spell effects. He is really a pure coolie, only responsible for processing Materials, carrying things, and helping black mages dispose of failed products... When necessary, he can hold the experimental materials, without breathing or opening his eyes, and follow Helena's casting position with absolute silence and precision, So that mages who continue to cast spells can get what they need at hand - step on a wrong step, or make some noise, and they will definitely be involved in the terrible spell that is going on. In order not to become a pile of fresh undead spell-casting materials, Ai Tegaya never made a mistake.

——So he can keep an eye on him quietly like this, even if he doesn't eat, drink or rest, he can last for a week and then continue to fight with his sword.

His stamina and concentration are even more terrifying than paladins with recovery abilities.

There was a commotion in the camp, and now no one crowded over to watch curiously. As soon as everyone heard that they were infected again, they absolutely ran away immediately, with their luggage in one hand and their children or wives in the other. They ran faster than those behind them. A fire-breathing dragon can chase even faster.

It was a mess.

The knight didn't need to show his stamina anymore—a figure quickly caught his attention. This person did escape with the crowded travelers, but his hands were empty, his steps were not flustered, and he was even calm and orderly. Get out of the way of the mud pits and fires on the ground-how can ordinary people who are in a hurry have the energy?

Amidst the noise, no one noticed that the cloaked figure quietly moved away from the crowd, and ran into the bushes with no one there before the Holy White Knight arrived.

Et Gaya followed the figure closely, followed quietly at first, but after almost running out of the camp, he began to chase it openly - because he found that the figure already knew that he was following behind.

"You really dare to chase after me!"

The figure stopped, Etjaya sighed——

Women, women again!

No, no, it's not a woman, it's a dead woman, the difference of one word is too much.

After the undead creatures are resurrected, although all the memories and abilities are normal and even strengthened, from a biological point of view, they are walking corpses, and they are dead when they die. The most obvious thing is that the vocal cords will shrink, making their speech As soon as I heard it, I knew that the thing was hung up.

It can be understood that the face is dead, and the mouth is dead.

After all, it was an uncomfortable sound. Ordinary people might jump up in fright just listening to an undead creature speak--of course, it couldn't scare Et Gaya, so Et Gaya bent down and a court nobleman came. The customary etiquette when meeting a lady—for the purpose of ridicule, everyone knows that the body of the undead is probably not their own. If their bodies in life are well preserved, of course they will use their own corpses, but it does not rule out that some individuals die Too abstract, the soul can only be transferred to other corpses, the corpse is almost equal to clothes for them, they must wear one, and don't let the soul run naked.

That was a beautiful woman, or this corpse was a beautiful woman during her lifetime.

A sweet oval face was exposed under the cloak, with curved brows and red lips, and sweet dimples. If the eyes could have pupil iris like a living person, it would probably look like a rebellious girl with dark smoky makeup.

"Ah! Handsome Mr. Knight." The female undead smiled, following Etjaya's movements, and performed the etiquette of a noble lady.As if they really were a gentleman and lady who were going to show off their dancing skills at the ball.

Et Gaya said: "A dead person must look like a dead person. Running around and casting spells and curses will disturb the soul."

"What a pity, I'm an undead!"

In an instant, Ete Gaya was as fast as a gust of wind, and the eyes of the undead couldn't catch up with him. Something invisible and soundless passed through the air, and Ete Gaya avoided the inexplicable danger sharply. Leaping up into the air, he hit the place where the undead was standing with a backhand of Dou Qi, and the ground was hit by the Dou Qi with dark power. There was no sound of exploding, but it fell quietly as if being corroded. Flying away, the two landed and stood face to face again.

"Ma'am." Etjaye drew two swords and pointed at the undead man with the tip of the sword, "Don't try to cast the lich curse on me, even though you are dressed like an ordinary banshee, you still can't fool me. "

The lich in the female skin showed a slightly surprised expression. I don't know if the dead will be surprised, or it's just for better communication and for Etjaya to see.

"Sure enough, he is a dark knight from Shadowmoon Temple." Lich sighed approvingly.

The death banshee and the lich are two different things. The former is a toy used by the priest Helena as a soprano in the choir, while the latter can command the army of the undead.If Et Gaya couldn't tell the difference, he would have died countless times, and died as a condensed ghost.

"No one said that a lich can't be a woman, and gentlemanly etiquette is worth nothing in the face of death." Atgaya grinned, "Say, should you tell me about your tragic experience first, or should I directly Torn you down? Oh, I'm sorry, I just said that you are not a banshee, a banshee is a poor woman who generally experiences misery, not necessarily a lich, maybe you would like to tell me about your experience in doing evil?"

The lich seemed to be really nervous, and she immediately said: "You killed a lord-level demon alone in the mage tower of Duchess Bergman. I admit that your strength is higher than mine." The lich showed Quite aggrieved expression - because the body is well maintained, it makes her look like a little princess crying and complaining to her lover, "Don't fight, I just tried your skills, I just heard you I don’t have the chance to see it with my own eyes, so don’t be angry with me, my body is very handy.”

——Actually, if facing the dark knight, once the lich is defeated, there is no chance for the soul to escape and come back with another corpse. It is not as simple as losing a usual corpse. Under the premise of the Lich's Natatorion, they can also be completely wiped out, which is more painful and thorough than being purified by a holy knight with holy light, so the deterrence caused by Etjaye to the Lich is real.

The Lich continued: "We know your identity, the only...'knight' apprentice of the famous Priest Siyue."

Et Gaya frowned, and the lich seemed to have turned on the intimate lady mode again.

"Apprentice? Servant? Or slave?" The Lich said in a persuasive manner, "My classmates are all high-ranking priests of the temple, but you are kicked out alone. How sad it feels. You have served the great priest for 20 years. You are loyal and brave. Lies, the result is that there is no sympathy at all, and if you say exile, you will be exiled."

"...It seems that you know quite a lot." Et Gaya raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to continue.

"It's not a secret. Priest Siyue, the pinnacle of dark power, we undead are all staring at him. The Shadow Moon Temple tyrannically controls the mystery of death and refuses to share it with others. We These guys are just mud in his eyes, not as good as the ash in the corner of the wall." The Lich said, giggling, "What about you? Do you like the feeling of being thrown away after being used? How does it feel to be swept out?"

Atgaya was silent for a while, then said, "It's pretty bad."

"So, don't you think we have a common purpose?" the Lich said with a smile.