Attribute restraint? Sorry, I am a full magician

Chapter 132 Hatred Focus

Gloria has completely turned into a purgatory at this moment.

Almost overnight, Gloria became a city overrun by the undead.

Perhaps because the faith of the Goddess of Courage had long been tainted, all the combat personnel, especially the temple priests, became undead almost instantly.

It is precisely for this reason that by the time Count Cocot arrived, he no longer needed to consider saving the residents of Gloria.

What he has to do is to wipe out the city as quickly as possible, leaving no one alive.

In order to ensure that no undead took advantage of the chaos and escaped, the king's army who followed Cocotte to Gloria immediately built a holy barrier around the city.

With this as a sign, Earl Cocotte Stella began the most painful period of his life.

There was no other reason. Compared to other wars, he wanted to massacre the former subjects of the Star Pulse Kingdom.

The more religious people are, the more powerful they will be after becoming undead. In other words, all the powerful undead that he needed to kill should have been the most loyal believers of the Goddess of Courage.

How could this not make Kokot angry? From the moment the war began, he had wanted to chop Sere, the instigator of all this, into pieces.

However, the opponent was unable to retreat inside Gloria City, and Cocotte had no choice.

So much so that Kokot didn't eat for several days, and coupled with the huge consumption after the war began, his body began to lose weight rapidly.

The fat that could shake three times when walking has disappeared. Although he is still fat, he is completely within the category of a normal person.

"How much progress did you make today?"

In the military tent, Kokot was sitting on a chair without reading the battle report. Even he was confused by the bright red numbers. Whether it was the number of undead killed or the number of human deaths, it was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.

"Report to the count, the entire army has advanced four thousand meters into Gloria, and all the undead have been wiped out."

His voice was trembling a little, and it could be heard that the trembling was not because of nervousness, but because of pain.

Kokot slowly raised his head and looked at the soldier who had tears streaming down his face but was still trying his best to suppress his emotions. He fell silent for a moment.

He probably knew why the other party was crying, but what could he do?

This was the second time that Count Kokot felt so powerless, and the first time was when his teacher Far Klein disappeared.

"Well, you go down first. Send an order to strengthen the holy barrier and don't let our compatriots escape. This is the last thing we can do for them."

When he heard the word compatriot, the soldier couldn't bear it anymore and burst out crying.

Yes, the reason why he was in pain was because the vicious undead they were exterminating now were all the original residents of Gloria.

It would be fine if those undead died directly after being killed, but there would be a short period of time to regain consciousness.

He didn't know how many times he saw on the battlefield that after the king's army killed the undead, during the brief period when the undead regained consciousness, they turned around and blocked the sword for the king's army.

Those who were converted into undead were still thinking about how to help the soldiers around them at the last moment after they were close to death and regained consciousness.

And what they want to kill is this group of lovely people who were converted into undead.

Even the king's army, which had experienced many battles, suddenly became timid, so that Gloria's initial clearing campaign was extremely ineffective.

Only now, everyone has learned to suppress their emotions, has the speed of advancement increased again.

"There are four days left, Serei, just wait for me, I will make you pay the price!"

Kokot calculated the time to advance to the central temple of Gloria, and punched down, shattering the entire table in front of him instantly. Countless dossier reports were flying everywhere in the military tent, like a white snow in winter.

In the central temple of Gloria, Sere is sitting under the statue of the Goddess of Courage.

This was originally the place where he prayed day and night, but now it was soaked in blood and internal organs.

The pure white statue of the Goddess of Courage was covered in filthy blood stains and human organs, and even the head of the Goddess of Courage was crushed.

At this moment, Sere suddenly stood up, and the breath on his body began to fluctuate violently.

His eyes widened at first, then slowly narrowed, and finally his eyes suddenly became sharp. He gritted his teeth and said a name,

"Feng Sheng!"

Half of Sere's body suddenly exploded, and the fleshy flesh sprouts began to proliferate continuously. The flesh sprouts hit the wall and instantly shattered the solid wall.

"Damn thing, you actually fooled me."

This Sere, or this Sere's avatar shared the consciousness with Sere. Its emotions suddenly lost control because its body, the real Sere, discovered something.

That is, the Book of the Dead and the Sword of All Appearances it obtained from Tan Xiao both had abnormalities. The Book of the Dead turned into a completely blank book, and the Sword of All Appearances turned into an ordinary iron sword.

It turned out that the [Tonal Conversion] exerted by Tan Xiao failed, and the two secret treasures he gave Serei returned to their original state.

While Serei was furious, it also realized a problem. According to the marks on the map it gave Tan Xiao, the most important base of the undead in the human world has been exposed.

"Damn it, I have to report it to the Phantom Lord."

Sore thought, it was not going to hide its mistake. Even at the risk of being executed by the phantom monarch, it had to report the matter.

The shadow fell into the world, and a message scroll suddenly appeared in front of a figure shrouded in black mist.

The sudden message came much earlier than the regular communication, which surprised this black mist figure. It is now the phantom monarch.

When it read the contents of the message scroll, it slammed the scroll on the table, and its body turned into a black mist and disappeared.

"Azcott, exposed."

The next second, the figure of the phantom monarch had appeared in the castle of Azcott, the soul-destroying knight.

"What's exposed?"

Azcott asked unhurriedly, it didn't even raise its head and was still studying a magic book.

"The location of the base in the extreme cold tundra was exposed, and it was deceived by a guy who is also an undead."

It was only then that Azcott slowly raised his head and looked at the Phantom Lord.

"Are you talking about an undead mage named Feng Sheng?"

The phantom monarch was stunned for a moment, then spoke,

"Did you arrange it?"

"No, but even Fraze suffered a loss in his hands, which is why I can only send my right hand this time."

Azcott slowly closed the magic book,

"It seems that we need to take good care of this guy named Feng Sheng."

(End of this chapter)