Most people in the Pelican Gang can swim as dock workers, so the retreat process is much simpler than everyone thinks.
After the dock workers put a few people who could not swim or were inconvenient to swim onto the still intact boat, they all jumped into the water and swam to the floating island where they landed.
Not only did the dock workers do this, but a large number of survivors in the ruined shack area also went into the water and swam towards the floating islands.
Since there was no need to operate the floating island for the time being, Wang led all members of the rescue team onto the ground of the floating island to meet the frightened fleeing crowd.
The refugees didn't notice the rescue team at all at first, until members of the vigilante group saluted everyone in the rescue team.
Then the refugees suddenly surrounded the team members.
A young woman rushed over with a three-year-old child in hand, and lay down in front of the king to kiss his feet. Wang was shocked. He hid and exclaimed: "What are you doing? You can't do it!"
"Your great kindness cannot be repaid!" The woman cried loudly, "My husband, father-in-law and mother-in-law were all killed by the undead. My husband is only half-body left, but he still hugs the undead and won't let go. I just ran out with my children. There were several neighbors who ran with us, but we were the only ones left by the water!"
Another refugee kneeling on the ground shouted: "The undead dare not go into the water, it must be because they are afraid of the reputation of the rescue team! As long as they go into the water, they will be safe!"
"That's right! The earthquake earlier opened up the streets, making it easier for us to run!"
"Nonsense, the earthquake must be to destroy the undead! Think about it, in the story of the bard in the tavern, all the living people turned into undead at once. It must be the earthquake that destroyed the evil ritual of the undead, so We can survive!"
These words made Wang's expression become more complicated.
Elizabeth patted his shoulder silently.
"Village Chief" Rosalie stood further away, watching this scene.
The refugees who survived the disaster rushed to express their gratitude to the rescue team and the king. All these thanks came together and finally formed a "conclusion":
"You are the savior of Qianshui City!"
"It's a saint, it's our saint!"
Wang pursed his lips and did not refute anyone. He just raised his hands and made a downward gesture. Generally, during a speech, a speaker would use this gesture to suppress everyone's applause or cheers.
The whole scene suddenly became quiet, and countless pairs of eyes focused on Wang.
Wang: "I... am not that great. Actually..."
He originally wanted to tell the truth, saying that the Lich was an ally yesterday, and that the earthquake was due to his misoperation, but just before he spoke, he caught Rosalie's eyes.
"Reputation is also a resource" "In order to achieve the goal of salvation, we need reputation"
Rosalie's words rang in his ears again.
After a brief silence, the king took a deep breath, and then said to everyone with a sad face: "I'm sorry, we still failed. The Lich's intention to summon the undead army succeeded. We were deceived by the Lich."
Someone immediately shouted: "It's not your fault! It's the evil lich's fault!"
"How kind, even the lich wants to believe it!"
"When I grow up, I want to kill lichs with the Salvation Team!"
After hearing these words, Wang's expression gradually became determined.
He said: "I am going to confront this lich now! If possible, I mean, if possible..."
"Do you actually want to contend with such a terrifying undead army with a team of less than ten people?" Someone exclaimed, "It's too dangerous!"
"Let's wait for the knights of the Orthodox churches in various countries to take action!" Someone else shouted.
Wang: "I...killed this lich once. This time I thought he had changed his ways, so I took it lightly. I just felt that it might still have the last trace of kindness that had not been extinguished, so I wanted to arouse this conscience."
"It killed our whole family, what kind of kindness is there?"
"Our whole street was killed!"
“It’s already hell on earth on the shore!”
Wang did not explain to the frightened survivors, but directly called Xiaobai's name.
Xiaobai turned into a griffin and shouted to the king.
Wang turned over to the saddle and kicked Xiaobai's stomach with his heel, and the griffin rushed into the sky.
**
At this time, in the center of the undead army, there was an open space cleared from the ruins, and the Lich himself was sitting in front of an old table.
The table was a table dug out of the ruins. It looked dirty, with blood stains on the corners.
This does not prevent the Lich from concentrating on making scrolls.
When the sound of the flapping wings of griffins came from the sky, Elzam raised his hand and made only one gesture to tell the black knight and corpse witch who were on alert to step back.
In fact, you don't even need this gesture. Even advanced undead with independent consciousness, the lich as the core of the army, can also use their thoughts to command.
After all, the reason why this army exists is because the Lich is here.
The undead all retreated, leaving a circle with a radius of ten meters around the lich, which was enough for an adult griffon to land.
After the griffon fell, Wang jumped off the griffin's back and teased: "Aren't you afraid that Xiaobai will just pounce on you?"
Elzam smiled and said: "Now that the power of death is so strong, I cannot be defeated by just a druid. You should understand that I am not lying, because you have enough knowledge to know that when a short period of death reaches a person, After the threshold, the lich's power will increase greatly.
"I estimate that the smell of death brought about by these killings will take about half a year to dissipate. Within these six months, I will even dare to challenge the United Crusade formed by the Zhengshen Church in this place."
Just when Wang was about to answer, Elzam spread his hands again: "But the final result should be that I was defeated by the Crusaders, and the paladins and priests crushed me to ashes together. Or, I was gathered from nowhere. The elite team that got up approached and killed them.
"Considering that Qianshui City is located on a major trade route across the continent, I estimate that I will be wiped out faster."
Xiaobai returned to his human form and complained: "You are really experienced."
"Of course, over the hundreds of years, I have always found ways to be eliminated."
Wang: "So why? If you just stay quiet and don't cause trouble..."
"I am a lich." Elzam interrupted the king. "There happens to be a druid here. You might as well ask her. Is it evil for a weasel to kill a hen and destroy its young?"
Xiaobai: "Of course not."
Elzam: "Then why should I be condemned for harvesting lives myself? My mission is to harvest lives and play with souls. To me it's like humans eating and weasels eating chickens."
Wang: "Did you think so when you were transforming?"
Elzam: "No. When I transformed, I simply wanted to have more time to do research, and for the first hundred years after my transformation, I was indeed a kind lich."
Wang: "Then why is it like this now?"
Elzam spread his hands: "If it is a literary work written by a great writer, there will probably be a sad story. In this story, I will be betrayed by the kind side and realize that those so-called kind people are all heinous. The Big Bad! And then embrace death.
"However, this is not the case. Of course there are bad people among the bishops, but most of the bishops and paladins I met are good people. There is even more than one person who can accept me as a skeleton.
"Maybe it's because they feel the remaining human part of me in me. Just like you now, you all try to pull me back and make me an unprecedented kind-hearted lich.
"Don't waste your efforts. The Lich is evil, and death is the essence of the Lich and part of the natural cycle. I realized this in the fifth resurrection. That time I went to the place where my undead army was raging in the last resurrection. place.
"I was surprised to find that after my army was destroyed, the dead trees sprouted new buds, and the withered land was rejuvenated. The trees and green grass were even more lush than when I set off the wave of immortality.
"I have confirmed with my own eyes that life is born from the death I spread. Do you understand? Death is the prelude to new life, just as the deepest night will inevitably pave the way before dawn.
“I’ve never suppressed my true nature since then.”
The king frowned: "Wait a minute, you said you haven't suppressed your nature since the fifth time, so you tried your best to be a kind lich in the first four times, right? What happened? Why did you summon the immortals the fourth time? An army?”
Elzam: "Even if you don't mention this old thing, it can't change the fact that I am a completely pure lich now. You also know that in Minos, I originally planned to destroy the entire city and the orcs. Sacrifice together, summon the invincible undead army, and turn the entire Monrovia into a kingdom of death.
"This time I just did what I wanted to do in Monrovia."
As he spoke, the Lich turned around and grabbed the newly completed scroll from the table with his sharp-clawed hands.
"I promise you, use the limited prayer spell to help your friends. I have already set the prayer sentence, which should be able to completely restore the body of your dwarf friend."
Wang: "I'm not here to get this."
"You are here to seek answers." Elzam said in vain, "and you have just heard the answer. If you don't believe me, you can confirm with your druid friends whether the land has become more fertile after the undead army was destroyed. , more abundant.”
Xiaobai was shocked: "Huh? I have only experienced twenty-four and a half complete seasons of reincarnation. I have only encountered the undead army this time. I didn't know!"
The king stared at Elzam, and regretfully found that he did not have the ability to see the lich's true intentions from his skull.
No, even people like Rosalie and Elizabeth, who are good at observing people's emotions, would be incapable of dealing with a skeleton.
Especially when this skeleton deliberately controlled the emotions flowing out of him when he spoke.
Wang: "Will we be hostile in the future?"
Elzam: “Aren’t we already hostile now?”
"But you didn't attack me."
"Because I was on guard against the knights who were suddenly teleported over. They really did this." Elzam spread his hands, "Still, no matter how many people I kill, as long as I don't use a sword against you, you don't think I am Enemies? Just because the undead creatures in the third stage will become friendly forces? Stop making trouble and be mature. There is no room for reconciliation between the living and the dead. We are naturally enemies. Even if one day we will fight against a common enemy, then It does not mean that we become allies."
After saying that, Elzam threw the scroll in his hand towards the king.
"Take your scroll and let's go."
Wang caught the scroll and turned to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and said, "By the way, that spoon of yours is really useful. Thank you."
"Yeah, I'm glad you like it."
Wang glanced at Xiaobai, and the druid immediately turned into a griffon.
The king mounted the gryphon and leaped into the sky.
Elzam watched him go away, and suddenly said: "Of course that spoon is great, it was my favorite magic prop when I was alive."
After saying that, Elzam stopped looking at the king, and the light in his empty eyes looked into the distance, as if he had traveled through a long time and vast space and arrived at the moment when he truly died.
That is a story that only exists in unofficial history. It looks like a crappy work by some ninth-rate writer. However, in reality, there is no doubt that he is the crappiest writer in the world.
There is no such thing.
Even Elzam has no intention of opening the cover of the story again. Such a story should be sealed forever until the moment when he is completely destroyed by the forces of justice and even his phylactery is broken into many pieces.
**
After the gryphon landed on the floating island, the king saw Mrs. Hasier among the people who greeted him.
"You are alive!" he exclaimed.
Hashir: "I was also shocked. If given a choice, I would trade this old life for the survival of even one child. However, Lancelot does not want the life of an old woman like me. It wants me to continue to watch young people." Died tragically in front of me.”
Wang: "It's good that you are here, so that the civilians who come to the island will have someone to direct them. Rosalie, how many civilians have been taken in now?"
Rosalie: "I haven't counted carefully yet. Nini estimated that there are about two thousand people."
Wang: "In such a big city, two thousand people are running out now?"
Hashir: "Most of them were killed by the undead army. Although the earthquake you caused destroyed the streets and various walls, making it easier for everyone to escape to the water, this undead army was too powerful. Not only did it include skeletons, zombies and food Common undead creatures such as wights, as well as ghosts, corpse witches and even black knights.”
As soon as Hashir finished speaking, someone among the survivors shouted: "I saw a ghost passing through the youngest son of the Brown family. The boy immediately bled to death from his orifices. His body shrank rapidly, and only his skin remained smooth. Slip, the next moment he turned into a skinned skeleton soldier!
"Skeleton soldier with skin! The skin is so loose that it looks like clothes hanging on the bones."
Wang: "That's the ghost, a spiritual unit that can only be harmed by magic weapons."
Wang looked at Hashir: "Do you think it will be useful if we continue to wait here?"
Hahir: "No. To be able to save two thousand breathing humans in front of such an undead army is already a great achievement. Let's take off, otherwise the people who have already arrived on the island will not be able to rest assured."
Wang: "Where should we go after taking off? There are no gargoyles in the undead army yet, but there will be one soon. We cannot leave our destiny to that evil creature in the middle of the undead army."
Hashir: "We should leave Shallow Water City as soon as possible. If we enter a place where a lot of deaths occur, the undead creatures will be strengthened. No matter where we go, let's leave as soon as possible."
Wang nodded: "I'll go to the control center right away."
At this time Marika suddenly became alert: "Wait a minute! There is a wanderer!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Nini pointed her bow at the shadow next to her: "Come out, my arrows can hit you even if they are shot blindly."
Four people wearing Shadow Thief standard armor came out of the shadows.
King: "Shadow Thief?"
"Yes, we came to deliver the news, but we encountered this series of events. First of all, congratulations to the captain of the salvation team for obtaining the floating city. Without the floating city, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to survive this undead army attack. Survive.”
The corner of Wang's mouth twitched. Since even the shadow thief thought so, it seemed that the undead army had indeed taken the blame this time.
Elzam ended up taking it all.
Wang: "Stop talking nonsense, what information? Could it be information about a lich attack? That's so darkly humorous."
"No, it's actually intelligence spied on by the Yi Songzuo branch conveyed by the headquarters. Yi Songzuo has actually been completely controlled by Catalai, and there are still a small number of Catalan troops stationed there."
Wang nodded: "Then?"
"Yisunzuo may be the birthplace of the Order. We have determined the location of the monastery in your photo frame, and underground this monastery is likely to be the remains of a huge Cyclops-era research institute. We are convinced that the Bishop of the Order Caseplan was discovered underground..."
Wang: "But the information we have received shows that the bishop of the sect discovered the legendary Sunset City Hamna Tower in Catalonia when he was researching 'living stones' in Catalonia, and then obtained La Relevant knowledge about Genola. And I personally suspect that he was possessed by something or had his body taken away at that time."
Shadow Thief Captain: "This is interesting. But intelligence science is all about cross-comparison. The intelligence we got is compared with the intelligence you got. There is one key point that is consistent."
Wang: "What?"
"A living stone statue. No matter what, you should go to Yi Songzuo to see it next, right?"
Without waiting for the king to answer, the leader of the shadow thieves took out a cylinder decorated with gold-plated hoops. This kind of cylinder is usually used to hold maps.
Shadow Thief Captain: "We got a map inside the sect, which not only marks the location of the monastery, but also how to enter the Cyclops ruins underground in the monastery."
Everyone in the rescue team looked at each other.
Elizabeth: "We can't handle the undead army for the time being. How about we... follow the religious order first and leave the undead to the Crusaders of the Righteous God Church to deal with?"
Wang thought for a while and nodded: "That's right. We only have the only priest now, and he is still a dead priest. We have to go through a lot of trouble to revive him. It is really difficult to deal with so many undead creatures. It is better to leave professional matters to professionals. Come do it.”
Xiaobai: "Then the next target is Yi Songzuo! Let's go quickly!"
Grandma Hasil: "Although... we probably can't help much in saving the world, but building a house, tents, etc. should be enough."
Wang scratched his head: "Okay, I can't drive you down to die. Rosalie, you are the manager of all of them now."
Rosalie: "Leave it to me."
Wang: "Get ready to take off, let's go!"
Li Guang crossed his arms, looked in the direction of Yi Songzuo, and murmured: "This reminds me of the day I left for the monastery many years ago. My home is behind me, and the world is in front of me."
(End of chapter)
