Nese was caught out by Wei Ni.
She was always so strong when she needed to use her strength - he doubted she could build a watchtower in an hour.
It was already dark to the end.
Winnie grabbed his arm and walked up the shaky slope.
The rotten smell mixed with the earthy smell gradually became stronger, and a slight creaking sound came from the cemetery door. When a certain limit was crossed, the ground beneath my feet suddenly became soft.
"Where is the gravekeeper here?" he asked.
"I went to my relatives' farm." Winnie replied briskly. Very suspicious. Most people in Semoland have neither relatives nor farms.
My eyes suddenly opened up—the bad kind.
At first glance, you can't even see the edge of the cemetery, and the almost black dark red wall blends into the night background.
Looking around, I saw no tombstones, only thick brick-like things pressing on the bulges. The bulges were interspersed with about a third of the holes, and there was a large, unclear shadow in the distance. Up close, it looked like a big pit emitting a foul odor.
The two sides vaguely look like curbs with studs and gold inlays - usually this kind of decoration can only be seen under the Palace Avenue, so there is no need to consider this possibility at all, it is just a few rows of urns.
"Come on. Come on. Don't you have a lot of questions to ask? Ask them. They know a lot more than what was in that shabby room just now."
There were several empty coffins stacked on top of each other to form a huge staircase at the rear left. Winnie had jumped to the bottom step and sat down cross-legged.
"In the big pit is the unlucky guy who died in the mining accident. He just poured alchemical potion on it and didn't have time to burn it and bottle it."
Winnie pointed.
"The three jars by the door are from the orphanage. There are so many children and there is only so much ashes left."
She spoke calmly and made a gesture about half the size of a human head. She tilted her head and looked at him, "The pit in front of you is the parts of the office workers on Lasso Street.
By the way, is the mouth necessary? Some parts don't have mouths in them. The cemetery has two floors, and there are some senior corpses in the back, just in case. "
"I don't use necromancy."
"Afraid of attracting demons?" Winnie glanced at him sideways.
He knew what she meant. It is indeed convenient and quick to ask questions from the mouth of a dead person...at least you don't have to be polite.
However, foul spells corrupt the caster's mind and tear apart the target's soul. High-level spellcasters know that this is a fact, not a demonic legend as laymen think.
The eccentricities and perversions of necromancers are not completely innate, nor are they possessed by demons or caused troubles by demons. Their formation is the result of long-term self-selection... But there is no need to tell Winnie this.
He could imagine her response: "So what? Just do it."
"Do it quickly," Winnie said.
"I won't," Nesse said.
Winnie chuckled and patted the coffin slate beside her. "come over."
Nese sat next to her.
They naturally leaned together in the dark. Through a thin layer of cloth and an equally thin leather armor, one could feel the warmth on her body and the tightness of her muscles. She was indeed a living person.
Winnie took out a small iron man and straightened its head.
Obtained from Wilenz, the wall of life and death that can control dead things.
"You have to reduce the number of times you use this." Nesse said, "This is also a special item for necromancy. The more you use it, the closer you will get to death."
"I'm worried that my relationship with it isn't good enough." Wei Ni whispered.
There was a rustling sound in my ears.
The dull sound of metal cans being planted into the ground, the sound of planks being propped open, and the sound of the ground breaking out.
Then came heavy steps, stumbling steps, and a crawling sound that was hard to understand as footsteps.
Tuos of human-shaped darkness and non-human-shaped darkness slowly gathered towards them from all directions. A strong antiseptic potion and the smell of the antiseptic potion not working penetrated the nose.
"Those who recovered corpses using this method cannot speak complex sentences," Nesse said. "They only have a little physical memory left."
Winnie's smile floated in the air.
"I have a question for you."
She held the wall of life and death in her hands and gave orders to the dead. "If the answer is 'yes', kowtow to me. If the answer is 'no', slap yourself in the face. Do you understand?"
Soon, there was a popping sound on the dirt.
"Look. Everyone agrees." Winnie said.
Nese wanted to point out the logical loopholes in her words - of course he wouldn't slap himself if he didn't understand - but gave up after thinking about it.
Winnie's arm brushed against his - she lit the lamp. He held her down. What's so fun about lording it over corpses?
"Anmeses V, the lord of Semoran City, is a believer in the Featherless Ones." He asked.
There was a moment of silence, and then there were popping and cracking sounds from two or three lumps of darkness on the right. Looking over there with only the weak diffused moonlight, I could see that their heads were all irregularly shaped.
"These are miners who were crushed to death." Winnie reminded softly beside him.
"I know."
Nesai's thoughts turned around, and thoughts quickly came to mind. The dead miners actually remembered the name of the Featherless One, which meant that this name left a deep impression on them...
"The mine disaster happened precisely because you discovered the secret of the Featherless Ones," he said.
The corpses of the miners were silent and did not move for a long time.
"You are making it too difficult for them." Wei Ni chuckled, "They died in Hulihutu, and now you have to ask them why. They may not be able to figure it out when they are alive.
Mining in Semeran is the safest and most secure industry there is. Because the place of work is in Upper Semeran, very close to the inner courtyard, the entire mining area is protected by magic. "
"I think so. At first I thought it was just Un'Goro causing trouble."
Nese pondered for a few seconds, "Now I feel more and more that this matter has something to do with Anmeses."
Ungoro said that even though the miners had a chance to escape, they refused to come out and stayed in the mine until the cave collapsed...
"Someone has blocked the entrance of the cave with force, preventing you from coming out?" He asked the black shadows again.
After a brief pause, there was a muffled sound like a slap, and someone's head fell off.
"Just hit it once." Wei Ni quickly stopped her.
"You have a chance to escape," Nesse said. This time the response was a pop that meant "yes."
"You are willing to die."
A slap for "no."
"Did you sign some kind of contract with Anmeses? So according to this contract, you couldn't escape at that time?"
There was a long, long silence. Winnie held his hand quietly.
"puff."
"Snapped!"
"Puff." "Pah!"
Before he could react, the miner's body exploded into black pieces and scattered all over the ground.
"It's a magic contract. And it also takes effect after death."
Nese felt a chill in her heart.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Winnie. "The unspeakable contract. That must be it."
"How?" Winnie's eyes shimmered.
"The mine mined by Ameses V contains the secrets of the Featherless Ones. As long as anyone learns the core secrets of the Featherless Ones, the contract will be automatically triggered and die."
Nesai thought as he expressed his speculation, "This contract is so effective that even if they don't know that they have learned the secret, even mentioning the contract itself will be triggered to seal it.
I think the subject of this contract is none other than Anmeses V, and he is the only one who is not affected. This is also in line with the style of the Wuyu believers. "
