The Rise of the Cemetery

When the tranquility was restored near the thatched cottage again, a dark cloud drifted past, blocking the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and the surrounding fell into an unspeakable silence.

Saila hugged her body tightly again in the darkness, feeling a coldness slowly growing deep in her heart, and the sound of chirping and weird insects gnawing on things was endless.

At some point, a low and cold figure appeared in the shadows of the room, staring at her expressionlessly.

The light is getting darker!

"Do you want revenge? Do you want to have power? Do you want to plunge the enemy in front of you into a terrible abyss of eternal pain? Then come here! Prostrate at the feet of the great Lord Karthus, offer your loyalty and body, and from now on Gain endless power!"

A treacherous voice similar to muttering echoed in this dark corner where the light could not reach, penetrating into Sera's simple heart bit by bit.

Saila covered her ears with her hands, desperately trying to block the whispers of this terrifying, soul-shaking demon, trying to block it out, but unfortunately the effect was minimal. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a heart-piercing scream of pain.

In this lonely night, the girl's scream became more and more piercing, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the "owner" of the wooden house not far away.

The door of the wooden house opened with a bang, and a stout middle-aged man squeezed out with a wine bottle shaking his body, and cursed viciously at the thatched house: "Shut up, damn girl! If you don't For your dead father's sake, I've kicked you out long ago. If you're so ignorant again, I'll sell you to Anna on the street tomorrow. She's told me many times , a little girl like you, she is willing to pay 5 silver coins..."

After making a fuss for a while, the drunken burly man didn't even know what he was talking about, so he staggered back into the house.

At this moment, inside the thatched cottage, Saila was struggling silently in pain.

That weird figure was standing beside her, constantly splashing something on her body. But no matter what it was, as soon as it came into contact with her body, it would turn into a pitch-black mist and melt into it through the skin.

Karthus was satisfied.

To be honest, he has inspected countless human girls along the way, but there are not many who can meet his requirements in all aspects like the one in front of him. What's even more rare is that the tenacious and stubborn will of the girl in front of her is far beyond that of ordinary people. She has the physique of a dark girl, but she insists on having a heart yearning for the light.

Such a wonderful thing not only existed, but also happened in front of his eyes.

Fragments of bloodstones, blood of ghouls, shattered bones of liches, crystals of curses... pieces of rare magic materials dissipated in Saila's body like flowing water, guiding the source of darkness in her body to continue to roll and grow. The dense, almost substantive power of darkness completely enveloped her, and with the continuous integration of Karthus' curse runes, it became more and more oscillating.

The incorporation of each curse rune is a complete complement to Saila's dark physique, and it also makes her go further and further on the road of the Plague Daughter.

But it's weird that a human girl who hasn't awakened any extraordinary power actually has a strong mind to resist the invasion of Karthus's spirit, and seals it out of the sea of ​​consciousness, keeping a relatively pure world for herself.

Damn it, wouldn't it be difficult to directly control her in the future?

Karthus suddenly realized this problem, and couldn't help scratching his head in distress. Well, at such a huge price, I got a powerful weapon, but I didn't follow my instructions at all. Is there anything more depressing than this?

However, due to his fanaticism and persistence in creating a powerful magical creature, Karthus still meticulously completed all the magic rituals. Until the last moment, a weird black bug the size of a fingernail was placed on Sera's exposed belly. The black worm smelled the strong dark breath, and instantly revived from the dead state, and miraculously got into Saila's belly with a few wriggling motions.

There were no wounds or pain in the whole process.

After the black worms disappeared, Saila finally regained her composure, lay down on the open space of the grass house and fell into a deep sleep.

The dark clouds in the sky drifted to nowhere at this time, and the cold moonlight sprinkled the sky and the earth again, as if what happened just now was just a nightmare, and it never really existed in this world at all.

Riding in the night, Karthus proudly walked through the dark alleys humming a little tune. A seed has been sown, as to whether it can grow into the great plague daughter I imagined in my mind, it is all up to fate to decide!

To be honest, at this moment, he was also extremely looking forward to and feeling uneasy.

To be powerful can be produced by relying on many precious magic materials, but to be great can only rely on the continuous strengthening and development of oneself.

For this future daughter of the plague, Karthus can be said to have worked hard. Not only have all the material reserves been used up, but even the spoils seized a while ago have also been used up.

As soon as he thought that his greatest work was about to come out and shock the world, Karthus couldn't hold back his excitement and wanted to scream. But at the moment when he was most complacent, an untimely croaking crow sounded beside him.

Karthus froze suddenly, and slowly turned around to stare at the weird black crow squatting on the side wall of the alley, and the other party was also tilting his head and looking him up and down.

You must know that he is still blessed with the invisibility technique at this moment, ordinary people and ordinary people should not see him at all!

"Nice to meet you here, Your Excellency Intruder? If you have time, why don't you come to my hut as a guest?"

Karthus was not surprised by the crow's words, because he could feel a strong will that could not go away from the crow, but the other party revealed his identity as soon as he opened his mouth, which made him uneasy.

"Damn it, I just got rid of those wizards' pursuit, so I'm going to fall into the trap again here?" Karthus felt his mood turn bad in an instant.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency the Intruder, I'm just a retired wizard who doesn't care about worldly affairs, and I won't participate in those dirty things between you and the Wizards Association, so please come here yourself!" The black crow seemed to have etched the reading The mental technique quickly comforted the dracolich's heart with words.

"I'll visit Your Excellency right away!" Karthus gritted his teeth and agreed in a deep voice.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the black crow croaked happily, and with a flap of its wings, it rushed into the night sky and headed towards the other end of the town. Karthus hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind, cast a flying spell on himself, jumped up and flew to the distance after the black crow.

Looking down from a high altitude, the town is not big, with a total of only a hundred households and three or two streets. Even in the dead of night at this moment, some drunken swaying figures can be seen on the street, as well as wretched figures chasing after them trying to get some extra money.

Riding the cool night wind, Karthus landed on a hillside covered with meadows, a winding dirt road leading to the lonely cabin at the top of the hillside.

To be honest, this really doesn't look like a reclusive wizard's home, but more like a common house in a slum. The wooden structure has two floors, the mottled walls are covered with ugly moss and mushrooms, and the dim candle light shines through the gaps in the wooden boards.

"come in!"

With an old voice, the dilapidated wooden door creaked open, revealing an old figure standing by the door.

Karthus is not an ignorant country wizard, but a dracolich who came from another plane. Just by looking at it, it is clear that this old wizard's time is numbered.

The passing of life is something that any living race can do nothing about. If it weren't for this, there wouldn't be so many high-level spellcasters who would resolutely join the ranks of the cold lich in pursuit of the eternity of spells.

Although the old wizard in front of him was overflowing with frightening and surging elemental power, his spirit was lax and his witch power was gone, obviously he had entered the last moment of his life.

A 9-ring wizard who is about to die!

Karthus quickly labeled the old wizard in his heart, but on the surface he still walked into the reception room calmly and politely.

The so-called reception room was the ugly set of desks and chairs in one corner of the cabin. By the dim candle light, you can see the messy parchment scrolls, half-eaten yogurt, and soup plates of indistinguishable colors. And, of course, the ubiquitous thick dust.

This place is really just an extremely ordinary house, and there is no such thing as a magic circle etched to prevent outsiders from prying eyes, so the dracolich understood everything in this wooden house in the shortest possible time with just a sweep of his mental power.

It has to be said that this is a scholar-type wizard caught in the boundless research frenzy. In the same small study room on the second floor, the floor was covered with open books and volumes, and the straw paper scattered on the floor was full of dense witchcraft runes and formulas, all of which were related to the profound principles of the plane. knowledge.

Since the master was right in front of his eyes, the dracolich didn't dare to peep too unscrupulously, so he just swept away his mental power and sat down obediently opposite the old wizard.

Although the other party is just an old man who is at the end of his life, it is still not a problem to overthrow him by virtue of the strange witchcraft with a level of 9. So before the other party showed malice, he really wanted to know what the other party's intention was for inviting him here!

"I have seen your special means just now, and it is really amazing. Especially the fusion of various extraordinary powers has given me a glimpse of a new world. If it was placed ten years ago, I would definitely not let it go. This is the best chance to get your brain, but today..."

Karthus was also terrified by the old wizard's words, but when he thought about the crystal ball he saw in the study on the second floor, he understood why he leaked it.