It seems that he didn’t consider that the knight in front of him would not fail to answer this question.
He turned around and put the lich skull in his hand into the hand of the ghost behind him and said to the ghost with several black magic lines all over his body, "Leave me alone and get out of here and take it back to the temple of Rathma!"
The ghost cut to Surdak sickle and stopped in the middle. He heard the necromancer’s order to put the lich skull into his heart at once, then spread his arms and flew into the thick fog. He even disappeared from Surdak without looking back.
A painful smile appeared on the necromancer’s face when he saw the ghost escaping into the night. He grasped the frightened expression with one hand and gradually solidified Miss Fanny with the other hand. He held Surdak in his heart and the blade of the army was shining, and he was not afraid that the saber would cut his hand.
The necromancer quickly read out a string of spells, and the powerful magic breath burst out from his body. He looked coldly at Surdak, and those magic breath turned into black chains and quickly wrapped around Surdak’s feet. A hot black flame giant zombie first gave a roar of pain. He shook his shoulder in pain, and when Surdak’s center of gravity was unstable, he was thrown out. He rarely pulled out a shining saber inserted into the necromancer’s heart.
The magic chain wrapped around Surdak also fell into a bad feeling. When Surdak’s heart appeared, he tried his best to roll for two laps and retreat to the back of the bronze statue.
"Shout …"
There was a burning sound behind Surdak, but there was no fire.
Hiding behind the bronze statue, he couldn’t help looking back. He saw that the necromancer’s body had turned into a black flame. Even the giant zombie on his feet and Miss Fanny around him were wrapped in black inflammation, and in an instant, they were burned to red bones, and these bones also persisted for two or three seconds and then fell to the ground to form a layer of hoarfrost ashes.
If Surdak had slowed down, he might have been burned to ashes by this black flame, and there was nothing left in his shining saber.
The ghost just screamed and let the members of the raid team be dragged into the horror illusion by the scream of the ghost mind.
At this time, the skull soldiers were completely in chaos. Surdak didn’t feel bad about the shining saber. He hurriedly ran to the raid team and stopped the skull soldiers. At this time, the guard captain first woke up from the illusion and saw that the skull soldiers also quickly joined the battle.
Darcy Christie and Carl and others also woke up one after another. There were not many skeleton soldiers in the field, and soon the skeleton soldiers at the gate were clear and clean.
Then Darcy Christie had another chance to ask Surdak where the necromancer had gone. Surdak pointed to the pile of ashes on the bronze statue and told everyone that the necromancer had set himself on fire and left his feet with a little ashes.
The fighting in the manor hasn’t stopped yet. The raid team will get rid of the necromancer at the gate and return to the manor from the main entrance.
A group of guards at the entrance of the manor unexpectedly died in a ghost attack. Before they died, they didn’t give warning to the manor. These dead guards were moved to the main road by necromancers and painted with ancient runes. It seems that necromancers are just these dead guards, making zombies, and some scattered magic materials are still lying around, and they can’t take them back. Several manor guards’ bodies are sewn up and left there.
Surdak walked over and picked up a leather bag from the ground. In addition to several unknown bottles and cans, there was a palm-sized black-striped magic skin. Don’t look closely. Surdak put the small leather bag into the magic pocket and walked into the manor with everyone behind him.
The zombies summoned by the necromancers lay in front of the fire wall in the courtyard, and after losing the necromancer’s magic, these zombies became ordinary cold bodies again.
However, those skeletons who braved the soul fire in their eyes kept fighting for the manor guards.
At this time, the manor guards have found suitable tactics, and there are no ghosts threatening them. A few of them take turns to attract the skeleton soldiers, waiting for the watchtower bed crossbow to turn the sight, and a crossbow can smash a skeleton soldier.
The fighting soon died down, and then the wounded were treated.
Only then did Carl find out that the magical shining saber in Surdak’s hand was gone, so he couldn’t use holy light when he treated the wounded. Carl secretly asked Surdak about it before he realized that the shining saber was damaged when he assassinated the necromancer. Carl could pat Surdak on the shoulder to comfort him.
Worried all night, Mrs. Christie watched the two knights walk into the villa hall together, and tears could no longer help but flow out of their eyes.
At this time, the villa hall was in a mess, almost all the wooden furniture was dragged out and added to the fire wall, and even the wooden fence leading from the first floor to the second floor was torn down. There was still a skeleton soldier lying in the hall. It seemed that a skeleton soldier rushed in, but it was finally solved by the manor guards.
Mrs. Christie ran quickly to Carl in a fluffy dress and threw herself into Carl’s arms.
Darcy Christie just walked in from behind and saw this scene, and suddenly she felt very envious. Maybe someone like this will become very fragile and soft in the rest of his life and want to be hugged.
The dense fog dissipated little by little, and a fish-belly white appeared on the horizon.
And lying in bed, the bird tax collector is like having a nightmare.
He woke up from a nightmare and found himself lying in a soft big bed with a familiar figure beside the bed. Even if he looked at his back, he could tell that it was Miss Huo Yier whose chest and arms were coming out, but he kept silent, closed his eyes and enjoyed a ray of sunshine coming in through the window.
Chapter 392 Leave sadly
The battlefield in the manor has been cleaned by the guards, and even the villa has been rearranged.
Bernard Christie rode a black-scaled horse and led a group of costumed knights to the manor first. He saw that the messy manor was full of marks after the battle, and the outside steps of the manor were filled with the bodies of young nobles. The face became more and more ugly. When he entered the villa hall, he saw his daughter Darcy Christie and his sister Marianne Christie. At last, the gloomy face in the hall appeared a little mild.
The guards of Christie’s family were the first to arrive at the hunting ground of Binghu Manor. The Marquis Bernard wanted to know about it first, so that he could take control of it. After all, it involved many nobles in Hailanza.
I didn’t expect that the chaos of the dark magic priory had just subsided, and there was such a big chaos in winter hunting. He really considered whether it was necessary to go to the front of the bodies of his young nobles in winter to check their wounds one by one. Many young nobles were painted with magic marks by necromancers, and their bodies looked quite complete after preliminary stitching. Even after corpse, their appearance would change even if they were restored to adulthood.
Darcy Christie told her father about the battle before and after. The Marquis Bernard didn’t expect that the battle last night would be so dangerous. Necromancers were regarded as heretics by the wizards of the Green Empire. They were not recognized by the magic union as well as the black wizards and magicians. Moreover, there were few necromancers in the Green Empire, so their information was scarce.
When everyone was talking about this necromancer, five magicians flew in from the sky, riding magic handfuls.
In such a cold day, flying on a magic handle will never be more enjoyable than riding on a horse. Although several magicians are wearing thick magic robes, when they arrive at Binghu Manor, almost all of them are covered with a layer of ice shell. As soon as these magicians came down to Surdak, they realized that the first wizard, Gerald, who is the head of the law enforcement group of the magic union, saw that his beard and eyebrows were covered with ice slag. He held a wand in his hand and condensed a flame to warm his body quickly and shake off the ice slag. Only then did he look at the steps with some surprise and lay two rows of bodies.
Behind him, the magician walked into these bodies, pulled out a bottle of magic powder from his arms and sprinkled it evenly on each body. Then he carefully examined the bodies, painted magic runes and even cut a piece of suture from the suture. No one could understand what he did.
The other three magicians stepped into the villa. Among them, there were two water magicians who were good at hydrotherapy and detoxification magic. The other magician conducted a routine investigation and questioning on the nobles, guards and maids in the manor.
The wizard Gerald frowned and stepped up to the Marquis Bernard and asked, "Marquis Bernard, what the hell happened here?"
The Marquis Bernard glanced at Darcy Christie and said to the Great Magician Gerald, "Magician Gerald, I have just arrived from Hailanza. Let my daughter tell you what happened yesterday!"
“……”
Darcy Christie, though reluctant, told the story of the battle last night by the great wizard Gerald.
At this time, the autopsy wizard also walked beside Gerald’s great wizard and said, "My Lord, these noble bodies must be dismembered, but this situation will only occur if the corpse control magic is interrupted halfway."
The wizard Gerald nodded, and Darcy Christie’s story was consistent. He turned to Darcy Christie and asked, "Where did you fight the necromancer?"
Darcy Christie honestly said, "The ashes on the bronze statue at the gate are his remains."
The wizard of the Law Enforcement Corps tumbled to the gate and passed by the fire wall at the villa door. Although the fire wall had turned to ashes, it still looked spectacular. The wizard of Gerald paused and asked Darcy Christie, "Is this why the dead nobles were not injured again?"
"It seems that this is not a bad way to keep them decent after death!" Gerald wizard quite approvingly said
Darcy Christie’s eyes fell on the delicate relief and paint on the leg surface of the indigo wooden chair, which was not completely burned. She replied with an expression, "At that time, we didn’t think that there were too many skeleton soldiers rushing in, and there were more advanced sickle ghosts lurking in the dark. There was no room for people to fight against zombies and light the fire wall. It was also time for us to temporarily stall the zombies rushing into the manor when we attacked the necromancer."
"…" Gerald nodded his head.
Touching the nose father with the Marquis Bernard beside him, he certainly knows very well how strange his daughter’s temper is.
The manor is full of traces after the battle, and some blood remains in the snow. The broken fence and the push to the gate reveal that this place has just been broken by a group of undead.
The bronze statue of Gerald’s great wizard looked at the hoarfrost ashes in silence.
The magician who specializes in investigating the magic of the undead carefully put these ashes into a pocket. He twisted them with his hands like fine powder. His smile was even uglier than when he kept a straight face. Listening to the magician say to everyone, "I have to say that you are really lucky."
"…" Someone in the place is looking at the magician.
He unhurriedly put his pocket into his magic pocket and said unhurriedly, "You are lucky to meet such a senior necromancer and still be alive. What else can you be?"
Followed by another inquiry to Surdak.
"Did you kill this necromancer?"
"Can you tell me what happened?"
"So you’re wearing a sober pendant?"