The Rise of the Cemetery

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It was also the desolate world full of devastation, and it was still the endless ears of small horror clicks. The death of Sela did not become her relief, but became a sacrifice for another new life.

When Serra opened her heavy eyes again, what was reflected in her eyes was a clean world covered by black smoke.

Centered on the bushland where she lay down, a huge black smoke circle that reached a radius of 50 meters completely enveloped the forest. The strange sound I heard in the coma just now was within the range of countless tiny black beetles in the black smoke group The sound of all living matter. From the direction of Fenglin Town in the distance, there are still small black smoke drifting over and slowly blending into it.

Serra stood up unsteadily, staring strangely at everything around her, and spent a long time remembering her name. When her eyes touched the pile of coarse cloths under her feet, some foresight flooded her heart.

She stooped down in distress.

At this moment, two completely different personalities, the human girl Sylla and the plagued female Sylla, merged into a contradictory complex in front of this apparently weak individual who controlled the destiny of mankind.

The dagger that was originally inserted into the chest was lying on the gray ground at the moment, and the skin on her chest was delicate and smooth, and there was no point of breaking. However, Sylla's attention is basically on this, but his eyes are closed and his eyes are inward, perceiving the strange magic mark etched on the origin of the body's soul.

Sela was just a whistle, and the black smoke floating around her body rolled back into her body like a tide, drowning her soul origin with the biological characteristics of eating all the living matter. The whole process was actually the most painful torture, but Kesaila didn't hesitate even if he felt painful.

When the black smoke receded after a quarter of an hour, there was no trace of foreign bodies beyond the source of the plague on the soul's origin.

"Karsas, I want you to die!"

Through this magical mark, Serra, the female plague, easily identified who wanted to control herself from the source, and issued a death declaration to her creator in the most hidden way.

At this moment, Karthus's carriage had just left 70 miles from Fenglin Township, and was only half a day away from Krithlinburg. After an inexplicable mental oscillation, Kalthas in the carriage snorted, leaving two purple and black serpentine snakes on the nose.

Spread out in a huge wooden box in front of him, the ugly head of Celti, the headless knight, was silently talking with Kalsas, and suddenly saw the other person's abnormal shape, and couldn't help asking in concern.

"It's okay, it's just a bit of unexpected magic backlash. A little experiment is rebellious, it's not worth mentioning!" Karsas' strange-looking pond stuffed up, but the blood pupils clearly showed in the depths The excitement at the beginning of a good show.

The Plague Daughter, a special undead created by the cursed master Karthus. He did not die immediately after being infected with the plague died in the forest after fleeing the town. A large number of highly venomous insects came to devour the body due to its high poisonousness, stepped into death in pain, and gained new life in the plague core reserved by the death chanter.

The daughter of the plague may not be a powerful fighting undead, but it is the best breeding ground for breeding beetle. Wherever she went, the plague was rampant, life was extinct, and death became the only option for fragile humans.

Initial skills:

Ghost Kiss, separating the soul of the infected person from the flesh or decomposing the flesh to evolve the soul into a ghost and become a faithful guardian of the plagued female.

The love of the dead, a special plague, infected people will forcibly strip the flesh and blood, and the stripped flesh and blood will gather together to form the basis of the plague, and constantly spray different pathogenic plagues outward.

As a peculiar undead, Serra, the female pest, felt the deep aversion of the will of the world when she was born, and she was marked with a terrible mark of the enemy of life.

But from this, you can also feel the depth of the development potential of the plague girl. Even the evil dragon lich, the death chanter, ca n’t get such a “preferential treatment” of the will of the world, and as the newly born undead, the Plague Girl has just born and is still in its infancy. The horrible negative blessing that made her die immediately.

From then on, all creatures in the wizarding world will become her eternal enemy.

In the distance, in the town of Fenglin, black blight beetles continue to fly into Sera's body, and bring dozens of fresh and delicious crying souls and flesh fragments. Sera's body is like a horrible melting pot that keeps running all the time. The flesh and soul of human beings are thrown into it, but the blightful beetle and pathogenic fungus that make people feel daunted.

Immediately, just standing still, Serra had already reached level 3.

This is the contribution of the creatures in Fenglin Town.

Sela looked at Fenglin Town for a long time, and finally turned and walked into the depths of the jungle behind him.

Although the town of Fenglin is not big, if she really wants to be fished, she can at least push her to the level of 5. But somehow, she was not willing to make endless killings here.

It's a pity that even Serra, the female pest, underestimated her talent.

It was night, a rare plague suddenly broke out in Fenglin Town.

Over the course of one night, nearly 700 people in the entire town were infected and died miserably one day after another. As a result, a large-scale plague spread rapidly along the busy trade route to the surrounding area, and the entire northern area of ​​Kleinburg fell into a panic.

The third day after the outbreak of the plague.

The once prosperous and lively Fenglin Town has now become a yinyin dead zone. Standing on the central street of the town and looking around, we couldn't see half of the living people at all. Only the endless wind was whining and roaring. Even now it was the warmest noon in a day, U Ton still felt a piercing chill.

As the highest wizard of the Klinsn family of the East Tallinn Association stationed in the Krislinburg area, he can shoulder the guardianship mission of seven nearby towns and two small cities. Now that there is such a big mistake, how can he not be anxious.

A small Maple Town may not be a big deal, but if this mysterious incident is allowed to spread to Krithlinburg, I am afraid that his line will be removed from the Van Sien family.

"This is by no means a natural outbreak of plague!" Even if no substantive information has been obtained, just looking at the skirts and skirts that are blowing around the street by the wind, you can detect the inadequacy. This shows that the outbreak of the plague is very rapid, even leaving the people in the town without any preparation. The location of each pile of clothes means a living person. But at this moment, only a few relics can show people's confusion and confusion at the time.

"Sir, find the source of the outbreak!" A black armor guard hurried to the side and bowed, telling, which could not help but revive the spirit of Uton the wizard.

This is the most thoroughfare avenue, and also the most densely populated area of ​​all shops and taverns in Fenglin Town. In the middle of the road, there are countless messy clothes and sticks, hoe, wooden forks and other scattered weapons scattered in a circle, while there is nothing empty in the center of the circle.

You can speculate about what happened here without much imagination.

Some terrible existence was surrounded by the townspeople here, and then ... there was no more.

A group of black armor guards have been waiting nearby for the orders of Master Wizard. Not far away, there are more companions in and out of the empty house, apparently also looking for clues.

As a wizard of the 4th ring, U Ton naturally has his own means for this situation. Just take out a slap-sized long-necked glass bottle, pull out the stopper, and pour the bottle's mouth down like this. A large, sticky, pungent quagga-like strange liquid drips in the center of the ring.

"Night ghost, help me see what's going on here?"

Following the order of the Utoun wizard, this guy called the night ghost began to distort and swell, and soon turned into a bright black cat, just a little hovering and turned into a black arrow to pounce into a black guard In arms. Immediately, the horrible screams of the Black Armor Guard kept ringing, and quickly silenced, leaving only the strange noise of Gu Dang Gu Dang swallowing.

"Have you eaten enough? Hurry and work for me when you are full!" Wizard Uton groaned dullly, as if he didn't care about the death of a human being. The guards in the black armor who were around were backing away in horror, away from the unlucky companion.

The full-bodied night ghost crawled out of the big hole in the bowl of his prey, shaking his body and throwing away the sticky dirt, and then contentedly began to scrutinize the venue.

Obviously its appearance is a black cat, but the delicate and realistic facial expression makes it difficult to associate it with a pet. The scene in front of me may be too weird and mysterious, and even the expression of the night ghost appears dignified, walking lightly in the clothing and sundries, sniffing and sniffing. But as the residual information continued to gather at the tip of his nose, a horror instinct from the heart deepened his hair upright, and he couldn't help raising a sharp ape-like cry from the sky.

Receiving the warning from the night ghost, the wizard of Utoun was shocked, and pulled his ebony cane from his back with his backhand. The actions of Master Wizard also alarmed those black armor guards, one by one with their swords out of their sheaths, quickly occupying the favorable terrain around them and being able to cope with sudden enemies at any time.

But where is the enemy?

When the town became quiet again, except for the sharp chirping of the windy sword blowing over the sword blade and the bang of the broken window frame in the distance, no other voices could be heard at the scene.

U Ton turned his head to look, and the night ghost alone in the strange circle of the "cat" erected his hair and raised a screaming roar against the void around him.

Is it an invisible enemy?

U Ton did not dare to neglect, just a few simple whispering mantras, reached over his eyes, and attached himself with "psychic ghost eyes." With the help of witchcraft, he finally saw the enemy he had to face.