The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0121 immature banshee

"The master has contacted me."

Sensing Li Xun's call, You Gui intensified his hand movements, and the sharp moon wheel quickly slashed out, opening a big hole in the body of the opposite soul-bound corpse, and the other hand took the opportunity to swiftly stab at the soul-bound corpse. With a poke, the opponent's soul fire was instantly extinguished.

It was just a wrong body with the opponent, and a level 7 undead fell silently.

The ghost looked around, and in front of it was a dry and rotten land, everything was withered, the original large forest has degenerated into a ghost forest that everyone hates, all kinds of wailing and laughing are constantly ringing out, and there is never a moment of peace.

This is not a good place to talk!

The ghost had no choice but to turn around and back for a while, found an abandoned thatched hut, hid in a dark corner and began to sink his mind into the soul connection.

"Ghost, are you alright?"

"good."

"How far is it from the goal? Is there any new situation?"

"It's here, enter tomorrow."

"Uh..., pay attention to safety." The concise answer made Li Xun not know what to ask next. Deliberately asking for advice, as if it didn't belong to his own style, Li Xun could only interrupt the contact embarrassingly.

Ghost didn't think there was anything wrong with this!

Speak up when you have something to do, and find something to do when you have nothing to do. This is the positive attitude of not wasting your life.

We have already arrived at the destination of the ghost forest, and if we go further, we will be in the territory of the level 17 resentful banshee Livre, and I will have to disguise myself as a spirit body, and the black spar armor will no longer be usable. At the thought of getting out of the black crystal armor that wraps him all the time, Specter feels uncomfortable, just like the master said "running naked".

What a bad feeling!

After being stupid for a while, You Gui sighed, although she didn't know why she sighed. With a slight shake of the body, the carapace-like black spar slowly faded, and turned into a hazy black gauze dress wrapped around the ghost's fair and weak body.

Specter's beautiful face was also shown in this world for the first time.

This is a tall woman, the black gauze outlines her exquisite and protruding figure, but her arms and face outside the long skirt show a whiteness that has not been seen for a long time, which looks a little pale, her face is delicate and beautiful, a pair of The black eyebrows slanted into the temples seemed a little too fierce, but the bright red lips made up for this loss. The black shawl and long hair, which is different from this world, are like a piece of smooth satin, blowing away with the breeze. dancing lightly.

The ghost did not stop, and as it moved, its body and face gradually became blurred, turning into an illusory existence like a spirit body. Even so, her superhuman beauty, the smooth calf exposed when she walked, and the silver crystal high heels still made her look so different, she looked like a banshee about to solidify her body.

As a warrior walking in the darkness, Specter's movements are too vigorous, without the femininity of a woman, even wearing slender crystal high-heeled shoes, he can still show a majestic aura. The accompanying weapons, the moon wheel and the matte blade, are also miniaturized into exquisite accessories, hanging on the small belt, and arousing colorful halos as they move around, which is truly alluring.

The ghost forest refuses all creatures other than spirits to enter, but it does not restrict the free movement of spirits. The ghost had just walked into the woodland when two ghosts howled and slid past her. Feeling the strong spirit breath of the ghost, they floated away with a sly smile.

The ghost ignored her, and just walked through the forest step by step through the void. From time to time, a ghost or a grieving ghost would emerge halfway from a dead tree, stare at her carefully, and then disappeared.

The ghost walks, it seems to be walking very slowly, but the spirit body is tireless. It walks all the way, and soon passes through the ghost forest, leaving it far behind, towards Sera, the central city of Lifur's territory. Go to Canff City. It's not that she must maintain this kind of hellish elegance, but that she is pretending to be a quasi-banshee that evolved naturally. Of course, she can't go around mindlessly like a low-level ghost, she must have her own style. Of course You Ghost doesn't have such contrived knowledge and memory, but she can't stand it because she has an unscrupulous otaku master who specially customized this royal sister form for her. Such a moving effect.

The city of Serakanf.

The former Pearl City of Central China is only more than 400 miles away from the former capital, with a population of more than 200,000. It is built beside the Drgan River. No matter how beautiful a city once was, it is now a city of ghosts through and through.

There were still 3 miles away from the city of Serakanf, and the howling of ghosts in the city had already faintly transmitted, and only the same spirit body could endure this kind of torture day and night. With such a large decibel of noise pollution, it is very difficult for other undead creatures to settle here.

Specter tugged on the half-substantial and half-illusory long silk dress, faintly feeling that such a dress might bring him great trouble, but the master likes it, doesn't he?

Before she reached the edge of the city wall, a group of ghosts, grieving ghosts, and bound spirits swept out of it like a dark cloud. When a banshee saw the ghost, she made a surprised sound of "Huh" and immediately stopped the team , flew towards her.

"Whose subordinate are you? Why have I never seen you?" The banshee circled around the ghost, checked her condition carefully, and said in disbelief: "You just awakened? How bold! Dare to run around without being afraid of being swallowed by your companions?"

Seeing that you ghost just looked at her in bewilderment, without saying a word, he immediately understood: "Forget it! You have just awakened, and your mind is still ignorant, why should I tell you this! Fortunately, you are lucky, you met me, Come with me, I will take you to meet the leader!"

You Ghost looked curiously at this vivacious banshee, tilted his head, and thought for a long time before he judged that she should be a banshee. According to the memory from the master, shouldn't the banshee show her teeth and claws, with a hideous face? Why is this performance so kind..., You Gui pondered for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable word to describe it, enthusiasm? Yes, it is enthusiasm. It's like seeing the old Bao who has a big meal, and I can't wait to take all the delicious food into my arms immediately, and don't let others touch it!

The slowness of the ghost made the banshee even more sure that she was still in the middle stage of evolution. Without any explanation, holding her hand was like flying into the city. On the way, he yelled and cursed at the waiting subordinates, and the group of subordinates could only swarm away towards the distance according to the words.

**The banshee just dragged the ghost to fly, unaware that the ignorant little banshee's gaze in her eyes has been spinning around its core soul fire. **The banshee was originally known for her coquettish appearance, but now she is holding the white and tender ghost tightly. The two beautiful faces are put together, they are really a pair of charming and charming sisters.

Flying over the city wall, there is a dilapidated and miserable scene in front of you. Looking around, the row upon row of houses in the street has now collapsed nearly half, and these messy ruins have become the best residences for some spirits. The spirit body has no higher requirements for the living environment. It just needs to find a quiet and closed space to absorb the free negative energy in the air alone when it is tired. Therefore, the small space isolated by these bricks, rubble, muck and dust is enough for one person. The ghost rests.

If you see the ruins of a collapsed house, don’t think that there is nothing here. If you throw a stone down, more than a dozen heads will pop up on the ground and stare at you. Patients with intensive phobia must be scared to death when they see it.

From the layout point of view, these peripheral houses and ruins are all occupied by the lowest-level ghosts, and resentful ghosts and bound spirits are rarely seen, and the higher-level ones are probably in the area near the center!

Ghosts, as low-level spiritual bodies, have blurred shapes, unrecognizable faces, and no gender distinction. The edges of their bodies appear cloudy, which is the result of solid instability. The complaining ghost is much better, and usually has a clearer face. Most of these resentful ghosts were tortured to death. Because the grievances in their bodies could not be dispelled for a long time, they caused extreme mental distortions, so they behaved extremely viciously, and they were the elements who hated living beings the most. Higher wraiths are incorporeal creatures born of evil and darkness. Sometimes, a wraith's fearsome appearance is armored or armed. However, this appearance only reflects their previous form, and does not affect their fighting ability. A wraith is as tall as a human, and a dreadwraith is about the size of an ogre.

Since they are all incorporeal, they have no weight.

The Klein Continent is a highly regulated high-magic world, and there is usually no large-scale soul resident phenomenon. Therefore, only those powerful souls with strong beliefs and obsessions can naturally wander in the world of the living and refuse to obey. Inspiration from the depths of the soul. But the existence of rules is to break them. The emergence of the group of necromancers, who use the power of magic to brutally kill creatures, and then forcibly bind the souls in this place that makes them miserable, has caused such a large-scale unconventional riot exist.

The pain before death was too great, filling their hearts with hatred. This might make them powerful, but it also seriously affected their sanity. Spiritual bodies always seem too restless, and wherever there are spiritual bodies, there are constant wailing, crying and laughing. Only when some powerful spirit bodies become high-level spirit bodies through devouring or evolution, can they make up for their missing souls, regain normal memory and sanity, and become powerful undead banshees.

Since the spirit body is usually produced by unconventional methods, it is not a group that can reproduce normally, so there is no clear division of grades and types. It is just a few high-level undead banshees that have appeared in history as examples , gave some unique names, such as the banshee, the banshee, the banshee, the banshee, the bloodthirsty banshee... . They all obey the orders of the Banshee Queen Sylvanas Windrunner in name, but in fact they often go their own way. Since the Banshee Queen disappeared in the long river of history, they lack management and restraint even more, only because of the contract It was only at the command of a powerful undead existence.