"You're back? How's the situation?"
Seeing Apu walking in, Klein, who had been waiting for a long time, finally opened his eyes.
Apu forced a smile on his face, "Sorry, master, Apu can't complete the task!"
"I knew it was like this..." Klein sighed, "Every one of these guys from the Scourge Church is as hard as a stubborn stone. Homelin is like this, so is this golden Beamon, even the one called The same is true of Vivienne's undead holy magister... oh... "
Klein shook his head. He waved his hand, "Kill them all. These people are not on the same side as us. It's useless to keep them. I won't worry about them. If one of them accidentally escapes, it will be troublesome!"
"Yes, master, I will take care of this matter tomorrow!" Apu said respectfully.
Klein nodded slightly, and then asked, "What happened to Mary? Haven't you found it yet?"
"No!" Apu said honestly, "That woman seems to have disappeared without a trace, but quite a few people know her!"
"If you can't find anyone, what's the use of knowing her?" Klein shook his head. "If that guy didn't hold the key to the incomplete world, who would be interested in this old human woman?"
"You have to hurry up on this matter, and don't delay it... Otherwise, hmph, you know the consequences!" Klein said, his tone had become severe.
"Yes Master!"
"You go out!"
Klein waved his hand to make Apu back down.
After Apu left, Klein felt a little irritable for no reason. He stood up, walked back and forth in the room, and then sat down heavily. He poured a cup of tea and took a sip. the sky outside.
"Why? Why do I always have an uncomfortable feeling? Am I overthinking? Or..."
Klein lowered his head and looked at the blood-red tea in the glass of water, only then did he realize that his hand holding the teacup was shaking slightly.
In an ordinary cell on the second floor of the underground prison in Pompeii, in a dark room, Bashara and her daughter Isis hugged each other tightly, their expressions full of anxiety.
"Mom... I'm afraid!"
Isis hugged her mother tightly, and buried her head in Basara's arms, her raised little face was full of fear.
The prison guard who just walked in announced to them that they would be executed tomorrow.
"Don't be afraid, baby..."
Basara kissed the little face of the daughter in her arms, and hugged her even tighter, tears fell like broken beads, "Daddy will definitely come to save us!"
"Dad, he... will he really come?"
"Well! I will definitely!"
…
In the night, a strange black figure suddenly appeared on a hill outside Pompeii.
The black shadow stood on the not-so-high hill, quietly watching the huge city in front of him. It was almost midnight, and millions of residents in Pompeii had already fallen asleep. Only the magic lamp outside the door was feebly on. , From time to time, there were one or two dog barks.
This shadow was Ron, and he just stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.
"Hula-"
Dozens of crows descended from the sky and surrounded Ron, some even stood directly on Ron's shoulders, and there were some vague ghosts, they were all in Ron's "eyes", but compared to flying in the sky The speed of the crow, the ghost is very slow.
"It turns out that they are here... It's really great!"
Through reconnaissance of Pompeii, Ron knew the general situation of Bashara and others being imprisoned, and knowing that they were still alive, Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now... it's time to act! Don't even think about leaving... I want you guys... to pay the price you deserve!"
There was a smile on the corner of Ron's mouth, but his eyes gradually became cold.
A white translucent bone staff appeared in Ron's palm, and then, an ancient spell from the depths of his soul floated out of his mouth.
"The flames on the battlefield... Burned the bodies of soldiers... Unyielding spirits... I can understand the hatred in your heart... For the distant kingdom of heaven... For the belief in death... Awaken! My soldiers... Your anger and anger... Resentment will turn into a force of terror...to destroy all the crimes covered under the sanctimonious face..."
A large amount of black mist erupted from Ron's body, flying around like the wind. Under his feet, countless soils began to harden, forming a large black crystal with cyan mist.
The black mist drifted around, covering the hills... covering the plains... covering the area around Pompeii. Under the nourishment of these strange black mist, the ghosts hidden deep in the ground began to move around.
"Ka... Ka... Ka..."
The compacted soil kept stirring, and one head after another popped out. The undead from the depths of hell obeyed the call of the ancient spell and came to this land.
Skeleton Warrior, Skeleton Mage, Black Knight, Horror Knight, Gargoyle, Ghoul, Zombie, Ghost, Abyssal Bone Dragon...
The undead... The undead are all over the mountains and plains, they can't be seen at a glance, they are densely packed like ants, and there are enough to encircle the thousand-year-old Pompeii city.
The entire city of Pompeii was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of undead. From the ground to the air, not a single bird could fly out.
At this time, a skeleton crawled out of the soil. It held a one-handed long sword and was wearing heavy armor. Compared with ordinary skeletons, it was taller and looked unusually heroic. However, the muscles on its face It has long since rotted, and the eyes have exposed black hole sockets. I saw this heroic skeleton shaking its head lightly, shaking off the dust from its body, then raised the long sword in its hand high, and let out a long howl that resounded through the world...
"Roar-"
Hundreds of thousands of undead roared in unison, and the terrifying momentum shook the entire mountain.
"what?"
Klein was startled, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground with a clang and shattered. He stood up abruptly, his eyes widened, and there was a strong and unbelievable look in his eyes.
This breath... this power...
Klein finally knew what was going on, his hands were shaking.
correct!
It's Ron... Ron's back!
In an instant, the entire city of Pompeii woke up, and the magic lamps lit up one after another. The soldiers of the Red Silk Legion guarding the city saw the undead all over the mountains and plains shot out from nowhere, and their feet were already weak.
"What is this? Hell... undead... We're surrounded..."
"Undead... a lot of undead, they are going to attack us..."
"Quick... sound the alarm! Report to Lord Klein..."
"When... when... when..."
The bells of the four bell towers in the southeast, northwest, and north rang, completely breaking the tranquility of Pompeii. It cannot be said that the soldiers guarding the city did not fulfill their duties, but it was too late.
The undead are attacking!
The tall, heavily armored and extremely gorgeous skeleton stood there quietly. At this moment, it seemed to have returned to the battlefield. The familiar aura was so exciting, and behind it was it Love the people forever, no mistake, it is the king!
The blade of the long sword in the skeleton king's hand pointed forward sharply, and his mouth, which was only connected to a layer of skin, opened slightly, and issued that long-lost order.
"attack!"