The Rise of the Cemetery

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It was the same devastated and desolate world, and the same endless, continuous sound of small and terrifying clicks. Sara's death did not become her relief, but became a sacrifice of another new life.

When Saila opened her heavy eyelids again, what came into her eyes was a clean world covered by black smoke.

Centering on the bush where she lay down, a huge black puff with a radius of 50 meters completely enveloped the forest. The strange noise heard just now in a coma was within the range of countless tiny black beetles in the black puff. The sound of all living matter. And from the direction of Fenglin Town in the distance, small black puffs of smoke continued to drift over, slowly blending into it.

Sierra stood up unsteadily, looking at everything around her strangely, and it took her a long time to remember her name. When her eyes touched the pile of coarse clothes scattered under her feet, some past events rushed into her heart like a tide.

She bent down in distress.

At this moment, the two completely different personalities of the human girl Sara and the plague daughter Sara blended together to form this contradictory complex that is obviously weak but controls the destiny of mankind.

The dagger that was originally inserted into the chest was lying on the gray ground under her feet at this moment, and the skin on her chest was delicate and smooth, and there was no breach at all. However, Saila's focus is not on this at all, but to close her eyes and concentrate on looking inside, perceiving the strange magic imprint etched on the origin of the body and soul.

Saila just let out a light whistle, and the cloud of black smoke floating around her body rolled back into her body like a tide, submerging her soul origin with the biological characteristics of gnawing all living matter. The whole process was actually the most painful torture, but Saila didn't hesitate even though she was dying of pain.

After a quarter of an hour, when the black smoke receded, there was no trace of foreign matter other than the source of the plague in the source of the soul.

"Karthus, I want you dead!"

Through this magic imprint, Plague Maiden Saila easily identified who was behind the scenes who wanted to control herself from the source, and issued a death declaration to her creator through the most covert way.

At this moment, Karthus's pony carriage had just left Fenglin Town 70 miles away, and it was only half a day away from Keslinburg. An inexplicable mental shock caused Karthus, who was sitting in the carriage, to groan, leaving two purple-black winding blood snakes at the end of his nose.

Spread out in front of him in a huge wooden box, the ugly head of the Headless Horseman Celty was talking silently with Karthus, when he suddenly saw the strange behavior of the other party, he couldn't help asking with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a bit of unexpected magical backlash. It's not worth mentioning that a small experimental product has rebelled!" Karthus moved over with a strange expression, but the depths of his blood pupils were clearly revealed. The excited look at the beginning of a good show.

The Plague Daughter, a special undead concocted by the curse master Karthus. Did not die immediately after being infected with the plague. Died in the forest after escaping from the town. Because of its high toxicity, it attracted a large number of highly poisonous insects to come to devour the body, stepping into death in pain, and gaining new life in the plague core reserved by the death chanter.

The Plague Daughter may not be a powerful combat undead, but she is the best breeding ground for plague beetles. Wherever she went, the plague was rampant, life was extinct, and death became the only choice for fragile human beings.

Initial skills:

The Kiss of the Ghost, which separates the soul of the infected person from the body or decomposes the body to evolve the soul into a ghost, and becomes the faithful guard of the Plague Maiden.

The love of the dead, a special plague, the infected will forcibly peel off their flesh and blood, and the stripped flesh and blood will gather together to form the foundation of the plague, constantly spraying different pathogenic bacteria.

As a peculiar undead, when she was born, Saila, the plague girl, felt the deep disgust of the will of the world, and her body was marked with the terrible brand of the enemy of life.

But from this, we can also perceive the depth of the development potential of Plague Girl. Even an extremely evil dracolich like the Death Singer cannot get such "preferential treatment" from the will of the world, and the Plague Maiden, as a newborn undead who has just been born and is still in her infancy, has given birth to a kind of original will of the wizarding world. The horrible negative blessing that made her die instantly.

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

In the distance, Fenglin Town continued to have black blight beetles flying over and merging into Saila's body, bringing dozens of fresh and delicious crying souls and flesh and blood fragments. Saila's body is like a horror melting pot that keeps running all the time. What is put into it is human flesh and soul, but what is produced is frightening plague beetles and pathogenic bacteria.

Immediately, just standing still, Saila had climbed to level 3.

This is the contribution of the people in Fenglin Town.

Saila gazed at Fenglin Town for a long time, and finally turned around and stepped into the depths of the jungle behind her.

Although Fenglin Town is not big, if you really want to fish in the marsh, you can at least push her to level 5. But for some reason, she didn't want to create endless killings here.

It's a pity that even Saila, the plague girl, underestimated her own natural instinct.

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

In one night, nearly 700 people in the entire town were infected, and died miserably within a day. As a result, a large-scale plague quickly spread to surrounding areas along this busy trade route, and the entire northern area of ​​Keslinburg fell into panic.

The third day after the outbreak of the plague.

The once bustling Fenglin Town has now become a yin and death zone. Standing on the central street of the small town and looking around, there is no living person to be seen, only the endless howling wind whistling. Even though it was the warmest noon of the day, Uton still felt a chill stabbing his bones.

As the highest wizard sent by the Kefansien family of the East Tallinn Association in the Keslinburg area, he can shoulder the guardian mission of seven nearby towns and two small cities. Now that there is such a big mistake, how can he not be impatient.

A small Fenglin Town may not be a big deal, but if this mysterious incident is allowed to spread to Keslinburg, I'm afraid his lineage will be removed from the Fan Sien family.

"This is by no means a natural outbreak of plague!" Even if you haven't obtained any substantive information, you can detect something wrong just by looking at the fluttering shirts and skirts blown by the wind all over the street. This shows that the plague broke out very quickly, and even the people in the small town were unprepared. The location of each pile of laundry signifies a former living person. But at this moment, there are only a few relics left to show the panic and helplessness of the people at that time.

"My lord, we've found the source of the explosion!" A black-armored guard rushed to his side and bowed to report.

This is the most thoroughfare, and it is also the area with the most densely packed shops, inns and taverns in Fenglin Town. Right in the middle of the road, countless messy clothes and simple weapons such as sticks, hoes, and wooden forks were scattered in a dense ring, while there was nothing in the center of the ring.

Almost without too much reverie, one can deduce what happened here.

A certain terrifying existence was surrounded by the townspeople here, and then... nothing more.

A group of black-armored guards were already waiting around for orders from the wizard. Not far away, there were more companions coming and going in and out of the empty house, obviously looking for clues.

As a 4th-ring wizard, Utron naturally has his own methods for the situation in front of him. He just took out a long-necked glass bottle the size of a palm, pulled out the stopper, poured the mouth of the bottle downward, and a large sticky, pungent, strange liquid that resembled an ooze dripped in the center of the ring.

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

Following the order of Wizard Utron, this guy called Night Ghost began to twist and bulge continuously, and soon turned into a black cat with bright fur. After a short circle, it turned into a sharp black arrow and threw itself into a black armored guard. in the arms. Immediately, the horrifying and shrill screams of the black-armored guards continued to ring out, and soon fell silent, leaving only the noise of crazily swallowing.

"Are you full? Hurry up and work for me when you're full!" Wizard Utron shouted with a gloomy expression, as if he didn't care about the death of a human subordinate. And those black-armored guards who were waiting around backed back again and again with horror on their faces, moving away from that unfortunate companion one after another.

The night ghost, who was full of food and drink, crawled out from the bowl-sized opening in the arms of the prey, shook his body to shake off the sticky dirt, and then walked into the arena contentedly and began to examine it carefully.

Obviously its appearance is a black cat, but the delicate and realistic facial expressions make it difficult to associate it with a domestic pet. The scene in front of him may be too weird and mysterious, even the night ghost's expression is a little dignified, walking and stopping in the clothes and sundries with a light body, constantly sniffing and prying. But as the remaining information continued to gather at the tip of its nose, a terrifying intuition from the bottom of its heart made its hair stand on end, and it couldn't help but let out a piercing ape-like scream.

After receiving the night ghost's warning, Wizard Uton was startled, pulled out the ebony walking stick from his waist with his backhand, and started to be vigilant with full concentration. The actions of the wizard also alarmed the black-armored guards. One by one, they unsheathed their swords and quickly occupied the surrounding favorable terrain, ready to deal with the sudden appearance of enemies at any time.

But where is the enemy?

When the town became quiet again, apart from the sharp screeching of sword blades blowing by the dark wind and the rattling of broken window frames in the distance, there was no other sound heard at the scene.

Uton turned his head and saw that the night ghost, who was isolated in that weird circle with his "cat" alone, was bristling with hair all over his body, and he was roaring at the void around him, with a posture of being ready for battle.

Is it an invisible enemy?

Uton didn't dare to neglect, just a few simple secret mantras, stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, and added "psychic ghost eyes" to himself. With the help of witchcraft, he finally saw the enemy he needed to face.