Pelada Empire, Griffin Heart Imperial Capital.
In the slightly cold morning, the fog spreads to every corner of the imperial capital. The unique coldness of autumn and winter, accompanied by the monsoon, penetrates into everyone's bones.
At this usual hour, devout believers have already taken to the streets, converging from the main road and branch roads until they kneel in front of the St. Nicholas Church in the core area, bowing and bowing to their faith.
However, the Imperial Capital is extremely quiet today. Every inch of land and every breath of cold air in the entire Imperial Capital is filled with the smell of fear.
The invisible fear is turning into a tangible shadow, reflected outside people's windows and spreading in people's hearts.
How could the ordinary people in the imperial capital imagine that the pilgrimage road that used to be full of kowtows and nine prayers would now become a triumphal street for the undead legions.
A sudden announcement came yesterday. The Pope personally issued an edict, telling all people that the Pope's great hope and virtue has inspired the undead. From now on, the imperial capital of the Perada Empire and the surrounding Alexandria and Adamus The three major sub-cities of Milton and Milton will be stationed with undead legions to protect the safety of the people.
God of light is above!
Are the undead protecting Illuminati believers?
Those monks and crusaders who devoted themselves to the Illuminati and were determined to drive out every undead from the world can now actually accept the undead to join the city defense army? !
Is there anything more ridiculous than this?
have!
Under the power and brainwashing of Pope Martin, the people of the Perada Empire actually accepted this fact, and praised the Pope's hard work in unison at the moment they received the oracle.
Far away in the main city of the empire, ordinary people who live in peace every day without thinking about danger, are they not ignorant and fearless? After all, apart from the picture books in the scriptures, how many of them have seen the real undead army with their own eyes?
Perhaps, they just thought that Pope Martin had recruited a group of strange and talented people for the empire.
However, when the undead army really appeared in front of them, when there was only a wall between the undead army and their families, when the cold murderous aura of the undead army slipped into the room along the cracks in the wall and got stuck on their mouthpieces, The "firm" faith of the believers was soon completely overturned by fear. While trembling, they recited the teachings of the Illuminati in a low voice word for word, and prayed sincerely that the blades of these undead people could ignore it. I and my family pray that the immortals will not drag me into the ranks of the "immortal".
In addition to Pope Martin's edict, another reason why the Illuminati believers can barely accept this group of undead is that this group of undead have an obvious connection with other undead in the doctrine that should be eliminated. the difference--
The magic power exuding from their bodies is not the dark and obscure dark magic power, but the real light magic power, just like the strange zombie general next to George, Uther.
Nowadays, the undead army under the Pope is walking on the main road of the Griffin Heart Imperial City like ruthless machines. It is cold, dead, and full of murderous intent. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the further the team goes, the more the undead become. His eyes became more and more full of wisdom and agility, and at the front of the team, the three undead generals riding undead horses looked like human generals returning in triumph, talking and talking while looking around at the scenery. They laughed and teased each other, and from time to time, a trace of nostalgia would flash in their eyes.
Except for their pale skin and blue blood vessels, these generals were almost the same as living people.
"While relying on power to spread the blessings of faith, and at the same time using prestige to trample on the precepts of faith, this leader of the Parada Empire is really capable and cruel. Look at what we look like now, crawling out of the well and scaring a few people Country children are not a problem at all, but it’s a pity that Pastor Prosser has been put to sleep long ago, otherwise we would have more quarrelsome guys in this team, don’t you think so, Lieutenant General Milton.”
Feeling the various gazes coming from the cracks in the door and windows, the zombie priest on the left side of the team shrugged and threw the words to another undead general beside him.
"Please stop teasing me, Wise Adamus."
It's a pity that zombies can't blush, otherwise the confused and ashamed expression on the zombie warrior's face would be more vivid after being teased like this.
"It's not like you don't know. I'm obviously just a guard under General Alexandre. I didn't expect that a hundred years later, the history books would actually 'promote' my rank through false rumors, and even make a special trip to promote me to such a rank. The little man awakens from the sleep of death, and I really don’t know whether I should feel lucky or sad.”
"I just wronged General Alexandre. A hundred years later, there are still people who desecrate his soul and body. If I see the summoner himself, even if his soul will be turned into ashes afterwards, I will definitely do it to his face. One punch!"
"When it comes to beating people, Milton, you have to come in behind me. As a saint, among the first generation of priests who spread the gospel of life magic in this vast continent, I am more or less among the best, so this is the job of teaching the younger generation. , I, a wise pastor, have done my duty and beat the little pope until he pisses me off, I will be ashamed of myself for spending half my life spreading doctrine and wisdom to the people!"
The zombie priest shook his fist and spat hard. Who would have thought that the saint, hermit, and wise priest Adamus in the history books, who combined elegance and wisdom, would actually have such an angry and rough side?
"No, saint, let me beat you. I can't dirty your fists by doing such a menial job as fighting!"
"No, Milton, you stay, I'll come. General Alexandre still needs your assistance. What contribution can I, a mere priest, make to the undead army? Even if I cast a blessing spell, I'm afraid of destroying all the people behind me." The dead fell in great numbers."
"No, Saint, let me come..."
"I come……"
…
The two undead people kept arguing all the way, just to grab the spot that could punch the summoner——
Unfortunately, limited by the law of summoning the undead, the summoned undead cannot betray or harm the summoner. In more cases, most of the summoned undead are killed. Erasing the memory and self-awareness of his life, he only acts as a killing machine that completely obeys orders.
However, since the undead army needs generals to command them in order to fully exert their strength, the extraordinary wisdom and experience of several generals must be left behind to command the troops. Therefore, in the process of summoning these heroes, the summoner It must have taken more magic and mental power to ensure the integrity and independence of these heroes' consciousness.
For those who were once heroes, whether their treatment, which is different from other undead, should be called preferential treatment or a curse, the answer to this question can be seen clearly from their attitude towards the summoner.
Of course, in addition to these two noisy undead generals, there is also a more important undead general who also has the same independent consciousness——
When the Day of Reckoning came, General Alexandre, the founding hero who escaped from Erathia to the continent of Exios through the magic door, unified the Parada Empire and quelled the chaos.
However, General Alexandre did not join their argument. General Alexandre, who was riding on the undead horse, was so silent along the way, as if he had been thinking about something.
"General Alexandre, you seem to be troubled. Could you please tell me and ask your subordinates to help you with your advice?"
The general was so silent, so naturally the two subordinates couldn't just sit idly by.
"Um."
Alexandre nodded slightly, and with this slight movement, the morning dew that had stagnated on his armor slid down again along the gaps in the armor.
"I'm reviewing yesterday's battle. The two weird ships we fought against, the cannons on the ship that can't be easily ignored, the nearly a hundred elite vampires guarding the hull, and the final voice from the cabin He rushed out of the door, together with the female archdevil, the barbarian fanatic, the human paladin, and the undead paladin who I tied with. His situation is very similar to ours."
"Yes, after sleeping for a hundred years, we just woke up from the dark water. Unexpectedly, what greeted us was not a red carpet of flowers, but a group of complex mobs... Ah, please forgive me, General. Their strength deserves our attention, but those The undead mercenaries can escape very quickly, otherwise it would only be a matter of time before they are all annihilated."
Recalling yesterday's nearly one-sided battle, Milton had just praised General Alexandre's wisdom and prowess. Unexpectedly, in the middle of his words, the general's stern eyes were cast at him. Milton had no choice but to say the rest. The words fell back into his stomach.
"Being able to set up the teleportation array in advance and escape from our encirclement network, whether it is coincidence or not, the strength of this unit is enough to win our respect. However, the zombie crusader who is similar to us, and the zombie crusader in his hands That sword... Adamus, is the sword of the gods, my judgment is correct."
"Your judgment is correct, General Lysander. In fact, only a divine weapon like the Sword of the Gods can leave traces on your Griffin Heart Sword."
Glancing at the Griffin Heart Sword, which was unsheathed by General Alexandre, and the deep crack on the sword, Saint Adamus also felt extremely emotional.
The first time he saw the Sword of the Gods before falling asleep was when General Alexandre went through many tests set by her in order to meet the Sage of the Dawn. He personally defeated powerful enemies and obtained these artifacts. He also personally put the sword into the The sealing altar, I didn't expect that the first "old friend" I saw after waking up would be it.
"Perhaps this chance encounter is an opportunity."
After saying that, Lysander fell into deep thought again, and the cold and annoying dew climbed onto his armor again.
In this way, with General Alexandre being silent all the way, and Saint Adamus and Adjutant Milton making noisy noises all the way, the undead army quickly shuttled through the city in a city with a hurdle at every five steps and a wall at ten steps. , not long after, St. Nicholas Church, located in the core area, came into view.
"Here we are."
The leader, General Alexandre, raised his hand to indicate that the undead army behind him immediately stood still and waited for their general's next journey.
A master of hundreds of battles, he died for the empire in a dignified way during his lifetime. Even after his death, he will remember every hard-fought action he made during his lifetime.
"Let's go."
The door of St. Nicholas Church slowly opened, and the abyss-like mouth was waiting for the three undead generals. Alexandre lowered his head and took heavy steps to meet the man who woke him up from his deep sleep and showed his feelings. The summoner was filled with hatred, but his body was unable to resist on his own—
Pope Martin Louis.
