After removing the curse from his body, Gretel had just half-stepped outside the palace when he saw a scene that shocked him.
A burst of dark red light fell from the sky, and all the necromancers gathered outside the palace fell to the ground at the same moment, their bodies twitching unnaturally.
This discovery immediately shocked Gretel. He keenly sensed the danger and subconsciously hid in the palace. He did not dare to take a step outside, let alone even glance at the source of the red light. He could only secretly Make observations.
"What exactly happened?" Gretel murmured to himself. He realized that a change that he could not understand was taking place in the entire City of Shadows.
At this moment, Gretel couldn't help but think of the Rhodes he had met before. Although he didn't understand what Rhodes had done, he was afraid that everything had something to do with him.
After the curse on his body was lifted, the only thing Gretel wanted to do was to escape from here quickly. Whether it was a necromancer or anything else, it was not something he could participate in.
Seeing all the necromancers fall to the ground, and there was obvious abnormality in the crowd, Gretel gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and rushed out of the palace where there was an unknown crisis.
There was no strange feeling, and Grete felt happy. In his sight, the necromancer who fell first in the distance now stood up with a terrifying appearance, and his pupils had completely turned red.
Feeling the terrifying aura of these necromancers, Gretel wisely did not approach them and tried to run in the direction where there were fewer people on the ground.
Not long after running, Gretel tripped and fell straight to the ground. Pain spread throughout his body, especially the foot that was caught.
He turned around in pain and saw a purple palm firmly grasping his left ankle. A ferocious-looking necromancer lying on the ground was constantly exerting force to drag him backwards. go.
Gretel made an accident and his body was violently dragged backwards. Then he felt an unbearable severe pain in his calf, and the necromancer was biting him.
"Let me go..." Gretel let out a painful cry. He took out an old dagger from his arms and slashed it across the face of the necromancer in panic.
Who would have thought that Gretel's move, instead of forcing the necromancer back, made him even more bloodthirsty. If Gretel hadn't stopped in time, even his hands would have been killed by the necromancer. bite.
Looking at the necromancer whose face was covered with blood, and it was unclear whether he belonged to either of the two, Gretel felt a strong crisis. In this state, he became calmer, and the distracting thoughts that originally existed in his mind, whether it was pain or fear, were abandoned by him at this time.
He curled up his body slightly, held the dagger behind his back, and took advantage of the gap between the Necromancer's bites to stab it directly into one of the Necromancer's eye sockets.
Gretel felt his feet loosen up. The necromancer was in pain and covered his injured eyes in a panic. He had no time to control him. This also gave Gretel a chance to escape.
Looking at the undead mage waving his arms randomly behind him, Grete felt happy. The crisis seemed to be temporarily resolved.
Dragging his painful left leg, Gretel was about to continue escaping out of the city, but the scene he saw in front of him suddenly stopped him.
While he was being dragged down by the necromancer, all the nearby necromancers got up from the ground. Their eyes flashed with the same scarlet light, and they were sniffing around for something.
Greta swallowed secretly, and he noticed that all the ferocious-looking necromancers nearby, their eyes were finally focused on one location, and that was his left leg that had just been injured and was still bleeding.
Grete's body trembled faintly, and a sound from behind also attracted his attention.
Looking back, the necromancer from before had already pulled out the dagger from his eye socket. Under Gretel's gaze, he wiped away the blood around his eye socket and opened his eyes again.
"This is impossible..." Grete murmured. The necromancer who was so seriously injured recovered within a moment.
Not only that, after being nourished by blood, the aura of the Necromancer increased even more, reaching a level that made Gretel afraid. He kicked off his feet and rushed towards Gretel. No matter how big his eyes were, Gretel could see him. His movements are unclear.
"No..." Gretel exclaimed. He had already felt the approach of death. No matter what he did, he could not escape this fate, so he had no choice but to close his eyes as if appointed.
However, the expected attack did not come. When Gretel opened his eyes again, all the nearby necromancers were kneeling on the ground tremblingly. At the same time, Gretel also felt a familiar aura.
Looking back, Rhodes' figure appeared in Gretel's sight.
"You failed." Rhode's cold words reached Gretel's ears, and they seemed to contain no emotion.
"What's wrong with me?" Gretel looked at Rhodes with some confusion, as if he didn't understand his words.
Rhodes shook his head and continued: "I thought you had the potential to become a hero, so I gave you a chance to prove yourself. Unfortunately, you failed completely."
What worried Gretel was that the powerful necromancers nearby lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Rhodes. This also made Gretel realize something.
"When a crisis comes, you may rely on everything around you to survive. Whether it is companions or other items, as long as you can survive, you can make good use of them." As if he thought of something, Rhodes continued, "It's a pity that when everything that can be used does not exist and you need to gather your will to fight against the incoming danger, you failed."
"In your heart, there is no strong will like a hero. Your last choice is to give up like an appointment, and the consequences of giving up also mean death."
Gretel's body trembled, and he seemed to want to say something, but Rhodes did not give him this chance.
"You will not become a vampire, you will become a corpse witch and serve me as an undead creature." After saying that, flames surged from Rhodes' feet and his figure disappeared.
Gretel, who stayed where he was, stared blankly at Rhodes who was walking away. Behind him, the necromancer who had originally held him back also pounced on him again.
