The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

The cold night wind walked through every secret corner of the rugged forest, sighing and whispering in a never-ending situation. The arc-shaped silver blade hung high in the deep sky, and a little bit of silver light fell through the gaps between the branches.

And in a deserted cemetery far away from everyone's smoke, the black earth exuding corruption was cracking silently, and a suffocating breath of death slowly dissipated from the black earth.

"Ka! Ka!" The sound of cold and mechanical footsteps came from the cracks in the earth, and all the nocturnal animals that were not right had escaped from the area lifelessly. Now, in this deserted cemetery, there was nothing left except a few broken tombstones—except for something coming here from under the infinite and far-reaching earth.

The voice became clearer and clearer, in addition to the "click! Click!" footsteps, there was also a subtle hoof sound. Contrary to the general situation, this kind of sound, which is a bit like a horse's hoof, is actually much smaller than the sound of footsteps. , If you don’t listen carefully, probably no one can hear it.

Without much time, an army that only appeared in nightmares came out slowly and orderly from the cracks in the earth.

Walking in the forefront are some bone swordsmen with long swords of different colors, and next to them are other bone warriors with guns, longs, shields, and axes, respectively. The size and height of these skeletons are not the same, which is obviously different from those used by ordinary necromancers. Moreover, there is actually a special presence wearing heavy armor.

After more than 300 infantrymen walked out of the cemetery and lined up, the knights on skeletal war horses appeared. Relatively speaking, the number of cavalry is much smaller, about a hundred or so, but that kind of aura is not inferior to the other undead who have more than three times the number of them.

And what appeared at the end was the air force that made all countries a treasure at all times. This time with the dead army, it is not a low-level cannon fodder unit like the ghost, but a powerful unit that can really play a blow on the battlefield to reverse the situation, ignoring physical attacks and most magical attacks, with a desperate voice. The wraith banshees who send the enemy directly into the spiritual hell.

However, the ghost banshee that appeared this time seems to be slightly different from the general ones. They should have been full of despair and resentment, and they are discussing the purpose of this expedition in a lively manner. They are not as cruel as the legend, and they do not hesitate at all. Image of a demon that kills innocent humans.

"It's been a long time since I came out. Who will the master's opponent be this time? Is it the low-level ghoul who came to the cemetery to make trouble? There is nothing in the heads of those idiots except for gnawing on the corpse!"

"No, dealing with that kind of thing, even if there are thousands of them, it won't let us come out! How could noble us be used to deal with that kind of brainless low-level animal, the opponent at least accidentally ran to the nearby monsters? !"

"All guesses are wrong. Our opponents must be those mercenary groups who somehow came to trouble again. Remember the last time they teased them and made them lose their way in the forest for a month and can only chew on the bark? But the most interesting job I have done since I was born!"

"Hey! Hey! Everyone, come here to gather, work, and work!" The skeleton who walked out of the cemetery with the housekeeper ghost looked at the cheerful banshees on his head and beckoned.

"Understood, Master!" The wraith banshees who had received the order lined up neatly in a circle, floating above the housekeeper ghost and skeleton.

"Cough! Cough! Everyone, the great moment has finally arrived, our master finally decided to take a serious shot, for the glory of our great family..." The housekeeper ghost standing next to Skeleton began his long talk again.

"..." Listening to the sleepy speech of the butler ghost, not only the skeleton standing next to him, the banshee in the sky, the knights on the ground, a drop of cold sweat that shouldn't exist behind his head.

Fortunately, it might be because I felt it was necessary to converge this time. The butler ghost's speech lasted only about 20 minutes.

"Today is the day when our great master will rejuvenate the family again. You must do your best, for the glory of the family and the great future!" The butler ghost who shouted blood-boiled slogans at this time is almost like an ancient war. The generals on the battlefield are the same.

It's a pity that few people here seem to show that kind of surging fighting spirit because of his speech. Many banshees in the sky took out a mirror and carefully dressed up their beautiful and charming face. The army on the ground seemed to be distracted, and no one took the old butler's words seriously.

"Okay, okay, butler, you are getting older, leave the next thing to me." In order not to discourage the old butler, the skeleton who had been standing beside him counting the stars came to the front.

"Everyone, the task tonight is to attack a caravan, but there is no need to kill or anything. What I want is the three girls in the caravan. If you get hindered, you can have a small war. Please. Be careful, the others don’t matter, but the three girls must not be hurt a little bit.” After clearly speaking clearly about his goal, the skeleton immediately showed Helen, Iphia, and Mina in the air. The image of, for everyone to see clearly.

After explaining the goal of tonight and showing the appearance of Helen and the others, the banshees in the sky immediately made a noise, and scream after scream spread throughout the cemetery.

"So cute! This is the goal of tonight. The master seems to have always wanted such girls. But speaking of them, these girls are really cute. I really want to touch them, especially the ones with long lengths. Hair. Ah, it's so cute that it can't be helped!"

"Indeed, indeed, it's so cute. Even if the owner doesn't say it, I want to come and hug it. I like the red eyed one. It's so cute."

"Ah, I can't take it anymore, it's so cute. With such a cute image and a vibrant expression, I really want her to be my sister. I fully approve of the master's action this time."

Not only the banshees in the sky, but the knights and infantry on the ground also had a small commotion. Looking at the shadows of Helen and the others that appeared in the air, they seemed to recall something.

"It's a bit like, those girls remind me of my dead daughter." After watching Helen and them for a few minutes, a knight with a spear was the first to speak.

"Indeed, these girls also reminded me of my sister who had died long ago. If there hadn't been that war, she would have grown up a long time ago and would be married." Another person with a long bow The knight also let out a slightly sad sigh.

"Everything has passed, we no longer belong to this era. Our opponents who fought have long ceased to exist. Now, let's help the master complete this goal. Anyway, these girls can't be affected by anything. Ill-treatment, the master doesn’t like hurting a good life. This time, I probably have some strange thoughts again.” After looking at the skeleton standing in the center of the cemetery, a knight smiled softly. Judging from the style of the armor, this seems to be a female knight.

"Hehe, maybe the master is too lonely. But no matter what, we members of the ghost army should obey the orders honestly. Since everything is left to the master, then we must believe that the master will not do it. It's something that hurts humans." A warrior carrying a giant axe smiled relaxedly, as if he wanted to dispel the depressed atmosphere.

"So, do you understand? Remember, you must never hurt these girls, and try not to frighten ordinary people. The banshees directly use voice attacks to make all ordinary people enter the dream. Then find a way to defeat the possibility The opponents of, bring those girls here." After formulating a general strategy, the skeleton's body floated like a ghost, and the body hidden under the black mist and wizard's robe was full of weirdness and mystery at this time.

"Let's go!" The wraith banshees who couldn't wait to meet Helen and the others swiftly passed over the cemetery and flew toward the caravan's camp.

"Go!" The troops on the ground are also moving at a very different level of speed at the same time. Whether it is a knight riding on a bone horse, a swordsman and other warriors walking on foot, it is unbelievable. The speed of, it is really impossible to connect them with the legendary sluggish necromantic army that only wins by number.

Such a high-speed and orderly movement, a calm and sensible marching route, is like an elite unit that has been trained countless times and has a high degree of understanding. This kind of action and tacit understanding, even in those mainland powers, only the guardian army around the king has.

"Master, would it be too fussy. To deal with a caravan with only a few small mercenary regiments guards, there is no need to dispatch so many troops. It seems that you are the first to use such a high number of ghost forces at a time. Second, is the body okay?" The butler ghost, who was left in the cemetery with the skeleton, asked with some doubts.

"You guessed wrong, butler. The opponent's strength is not as weak as you seem. To defeat them, I think it may be necessary to wake up a few soldiers who are still sleeping. This battle is not It's just for those girls." After looking at the silvery moon in the sky, the skeleton put his hand on the ground and began to continue using his power.

"Praise the great **** of death and sigh, my treasure, death altar, come to the ground..."