By the time Lin Yun and the others returned to Juanze City, it was already the third day later.
Except for those who haven't drunk, the rest of the people are basically very drunk and need to slow down. After the slowdown is over, it will be the next night.
Although the route from Tianyuan to Huanze City is generally safe, it is not necessary to rush back at night.
Plus Lin Yun just wants to catch fish, cough cough cough.
In short, when Lin Yun returned to Juanze City, it could only be said that another pile of things was placed in front of Lin Yun.
Reinforcements such as the Blackstone War Alliance mercenary group, some corps, some knights, etc. seemed to be arriving one after another.
Although the military strength of Juanze City is not large now, it can still be said to be more than enough to protect itself. In addition, Zekarius's ziggurat was built with the help of his skeleton army. .
It looks a bit like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. It looks like a circle, and the whole body is black, with only some gaps showing green light, which looks eerie.
For safety reasons, Lin Yun also put a sign at the door, "Dangerous place, don't enter. Some people are alive, but he is dead. Some people are dead, but he is still alive."
In fact, the translation is, when you go in, it depends on whether you live or die. If you die, you will become an undead spirit. If you are still alive, then it is probably worse than death.
Standing in front of the ziggurat door, Zecharius looked at the ziggurat with an arrogant attitude as if he was inspecting and waiting to show off.
After seeing Lin Yun and the others approaching, he tilted his head.
"It's not bad, apprentice, and the naughty boy. It's much more spacious than my private chamber in the lost church. However, you don't expect me to supervise the operation of this palace, do you? I'm busy enough now. I must continue to create spiritually in order to give my apprentice eternal life. Without my efforts, the power of death will swallow up my apprentice in an instant. So I created a new creature, Skull Pillar. It will be responsible for assisting my apprentice in... mundane matters."
"Skull pillar? What is that? A demon statue?" Lin Yun frowned slightly and asked.
"You should ask him yourself about this kind of thing." Zekarius pointed inside and said directly.
"Pretending to be mysterious." Lin Yun muttered, but also walked in.
When Lin Yun and others walked into the ziggurat, they could clearly feel the panic around them. The surrounding rocks, floors, walls, and ceilings all seemed to be no ordinary rocks. The material looked a bit like obsidian. a feeling of.
The moment they entered, they could clearly feel a distinctly cold feeling coming from them.
Obviously, if this normal person comes in, he might catch a cold accidentally.
Lin Yun and the others walked up a flight of stairs and came to what looked like a hall. They could see a bone pillar standing in the center of the hall with an activated head strung on it.
"Behold my creation, Padawan! I have created this pillar of skulls from the heads of wise and wise men, and they can contribute again. Now freed from the bonds of the body, they can devote themselves to You serve. They will give wise and useful suggestions. This bone pillar can ensure the order of the Ziggurat." Zecharius, who had just pretended to be mysterious, now showed off to Lin Yun. Showcase his work. . . . .
The eyes of these skulls glowed green, and except for one head belonging to an old man with a gray beard, all of them had been stripped bare of flesh. The skulls salute you in unison, their whispers blending together like a chorus, "Hello, Master, Mistress. We are the Skull Pillars. We serve you and are at your command."
"Master, are you calling me?" Lin Yun frowned slightly.
"After all, you are the city lord here. Is there any problem? If you don't want this authority, I will cancel it now." Zekarius said directly.
"Are you... Telton, the administrator of the Istreda Tower Museum?" At this moment, Dai Lan, who came along to visit and said he had never seen a ziggurat, frowned slightly and said.
What could be seen was the head of the gray-bearded old man. Even now, his lips were covered with dried blood scabs, and a huge black fly was crawling around on his face.
"Ugh, it's so disgusting. Can you be kind and at least clean his head? Doesn't it make him itchy? If there is a fly here, I will definitely catch it with one claw." Little Aiwu shrank her head. He said with a grin.
"Indeed, it kind of affects the viewing." The Sedum on this side is also directly a cleaning technique.
At least clean up the blood stains and carrion.
And in the process of cleaning.
"Our heads and our minds are gifts to you, from the great Zecharius. Everything these heads contain belongs to you. Just ask and we will provide the answers."
"We are apprentices of the great Zecharius. He called us, and we climbed out of the tomb. This is the duty we have to fulfill. The great Zecharius tied us together, and now We are complete. We are skull pillars, your servants."
"Knowledge, magic, wisdom. We are the heart of this ziggurat, its consciousness, and its magic shield. We used to be mages who followed Zecharius. As long as we have the power of magic, we will There is no need for a body. The loyalty of stewards and advisors is short-lived. They covet the power of their master and plot their intrigues. We have no body and no ambition, and we will serve you faithfully."
The three heads spoke separately as if in a cross talk, introducing themselves to Lin Yun and Sha Ye.
However, Lin Yun looked at Dai Lan.
"Do you remember what Saya said before that Zekarius's wand was given to an apprentice and then asked to take it to Cannably? That apprentice was Turton, and he was Zekarius's apprentice, but maybe it was because He is old, or because the disappearance of Zekarius was such a big blow to him, so this old man suffered from mental illness. Although he is said to be an administrator, he is actually just providing care for him in his old age." Dailan said casually.
"Ah, the great Zekarius still needs us, so we are here." At this time, the three heads said in unison.
"By the way, when we went to Istreda Tower, we didn't seem to be able to see him." Nero said at this time.
"I think you should be careful about this." Lin Yun's expression was a little strange.
Iraks was the cultist in Istredta at that time, the leader of the cult who now defected to the Devil May Cry Army.
"Okay, no wonder he climbed out of the grave." Hunyuan also spread his hands.
"I probably understand." Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, probably understanding.
Since these guys are considered voluntary, there is nothing to say.
I'm afraid these guys are not fanatical believers of Zekarius. To these apprentices, Zecharius is like a god.
"Then what will happen if Dante or Saya's orders conflict, or their orders conflict with Zekarius?" Dailan on the other side asked with interest and full of troublemaking ideas.
"Great Zecharius commanded us to serve you, he did not command us to serve him. We are his gift to you, and you are our master and mistress. Although we are full of love for our Creator and Teacher Respectfully, but we belong to you. If the orders of the master and mistress conflict, we will listen to the order of the mistress first."
"Our purpose is to provide you with advice, help you control the ziggurat, guide the direction of the undead, and protect your safety. Of course, we can also help you form an army of tombkeepers. We are at your disposal."
The three heads replied indifferently.
"The Gravekeeper Corps? Is it like Arles or Staunton?" Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then said.
"Yes, we feel a powerful soul, the soul of a great leader. This person will become a very valuable servant. That soul is trapped in the temple of Delamere in the west. Find it." Three The head continued.
"The temple to the west?" Lin Yun was stunned for a moment.
Because among the previous reports, Lin Yun remembered that there was a report submitted by Elsa.
As the high-ranking priest of Huanze City, whether it is an issue of the Iomedae Church or not, it is an issue of faith that falls under her management.
Before the advent of the Worldwound, an offshoot of Erastil's sect was housed in a complex of crypt chapels. To this day, the rift in the Worldwound has destroyed large swaths of the structure, leaving only a relatively small cavern.
In short, Erastil's faith here can be considered to have a long history.
Erastil, who can be called the god of archers, is also a god of family, agriculture, hunting and trade.
Because of this, some farmers and hunters will become its believers.
Born when the world was still in its infancy, when humans were still ignorant of farming, legend has it that Elastir gave mortals the first bow to help them survive hunting.
He is a nature deity. The deer-headed god represents both the town and the untamed wilderness, between the oaths of green and the modern religion of the city.
He was a stern father, but he was also willing to lend a helping hand to those in need. He is not a god seeking glory, but will protect those who seek stability and cooperation.
He is a traditionalist and has never had a good look on those who break tradition without thinking.
Because Lin Yun captured Wanze City, some of the surrounding population re-inflowed.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
