Necromancer and Super Cemetery

   Chapter 468 Deja Vu

Major General Vidic came out of the prison, tightened the collar of his military uniform, and showed a solemn expression on his face. Looking at the crowd of people on the street, he was not sure that the prosperous Stinals city in front of him would still be prosperous. How long, maybe tomorrow, maybe next month... There will be unimaginable disasters here, just like another void world in the Kingdom of Lorenzo.

   The adjutant who followed Major General Vidike saw something and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you have any orders for your subordinates?"

   Lieutenant Zierbama has been with the Major General for many years, and the two of them have long since established a tacit understanding. Seeing the general's face, he immediately asked in a low voice, "Sir, I need to go..."

Lieutenant Zierbama knew what the major general hated. Obviously, those people in the prison were an eyesore. He didn't know the inside story. He just figured out what he liked and wanted to please the general. After touching the horse's leg, Major General Wei Dike glared at him and said, "Don't think about anything useless. The people here can't move, or you can find death yourself and don't implicate me."

Lieutenant Zierbama is a smart man. He immediately knew that a higher-level big man was involved. He hurriedly lowered his head, closed his mouth, and stopped talking. However, when he lowered his head, a strange look flashed in his eyes. of heterochromia.

   That night, in the Phil's Bar on Lanluke Street in Steinarth.

  Although it’s past eight o’clock, the bustling streets are still full of traffic. The gas street lights are lit by the enchanted neon lights of the street shops, which illuminate the whole street brilliantly.

  Phil's Bar is a less well-known small bar, because it is located on the bustling Lanluk Street, and the business is quite good. The men and women who come and go, the loud and loud pop music, cigarettes and alcohol numb people's nerves.

   However, inside the bar, there is an unremarkable little door next to the back kitchen.

   As long as you pass this small door, all the noisy sounds are blocked in an instant, as if you are in a quiet library.

   At this moment, Lieutenant Zierbama, dressed in casual clothes, pushed open the small door, sneaked in, and closed the door with his backhand, keeping the noisy voice behind him.

Different from being with the general during the day, at this moment Lieutenant Zirbama's eyes are calm and deep, giving a gloomy temperament. He wears a gray forward hat that workers often wear, and the protruding brim slightly covers his eyes. , making him look softer overall.

Inside this door, there is also a bar arrangement, but it is obviously not open to the outside world. After two guards who are obviously official superhumans, Lieutenant Zierbama walked in and looked slightly. He walked to a table and sat down unceremoniously.

  Across the table sat a middle-aged man who was drinking with his head down. When he noticed that someone was sitting down, he didn't raise his head and was still drinking with his head down. After several minutes, he said in a dull voice, "You're here, how is the situation?"

Lieutenant Zirbama said solemnly: "It has been confirmed that Sharbayev is still alive and is being held in the prison of the Special Bureau, as well as the mercenary, who seems to be called Vakarant, and two other outsiders. However, they were both seriously injured, and I am afraid they will not be able to survive these few days."

   "Well, I see, you have to be careful recently." The middle-aged man said in a low voice, "I got the news that someone from the main world seems to be coming, just to investigate us."

"Is it a special situation in the main world?" Lieutenant Zierbama sneered and seemed to be very dismissive: "What else can those wine bags and rice bags do to us? Besides, this is the No. 26 Void World, the place where the main world lives. If you are unfamiliar, even if you are an elite, how much ability can you exert?"

  The middle-aged man said: "Although I say that, it is better to be careful. After all, we can only succeed this time and not fail. Otherwise, I don't need to remind you of the consequences."

   Lieutenant Zierbama's face changed slightly, as if he had thought of the consequences of his failure, which made him shudder: "I understand, but...my son..."

The middle-aged man said with a blank expression: "I have already reported the matter of your son, and an adult will come over soon, but you must be mentally prepared, after all, it is the infection of the power of the evil god, even if an adult is willing to help , it may not be able to completely purify the power of the evil **** in your son."

   Lieutenant Zirbama nodded sullenly. Since his son's accident, he has thought of a lot of ways, and he is almost desperate. This is the last chance. If it really doesn't work, he has to accept the reality.

After    updated the situation with the middle-aged man, Lieutenant Zirbama returned to his home, an apartment on the edge of downtown.

   Originally, with his status and officer allowance, and the help of Major General Vidic, it was enough to live a decent life in Stinners. Before that, he also lived such a life, living in a high-end apartment in the upper city, his wife and son enjoyed a life close to the nobles, and he could even imagine waiting for him to be promoted to major in the next step, under the recommendation of Major General Wei Dike , become a small head of a real power department, if you make a little credit, there is hope to become a noble.

   However, all this was completely broken six months ago!

Lieutenant Zierbama's son suddenly contracted a strange disease, and irregular sarcomas began to grow on his body, which could not be removed anyway. When was it eroded by the power of the evil god!

   The so-called power of the evil **** is actually not a real god, but a characteristic similar to divine power unique to the twenty-sixth void world.

This kind of situation is very rare, and there is no regularity. When the Lorenzo Kingdom just attacked this void world, there were more than a dozen people who were eroded by the power of the evil god, and in the end, all of them became a lump without exception. Sarcoma monsters without rules, although they will not die, are more painful than death. In the end, those people all chose to commit suicide.

In the decades after that, some people who were eroded by the power of the evil **** occasionally appeared in this void world, and the final outcome was similar, this time it was Zirbama's turn, his son, a lovely eight-year-old son. The boy was corroded by the power of the evil god.

After trying everything, finally this middle-aged man who claimed to be a 'true believer' appeared. This mysterious middle-aged man claimed to be able to help Lieutenant Zirbama heal his son, in exchange for Lieutenant Zirbama to join They became secret spies who broke into the special bureau.

In all honesty, Lieutenant Zierbama is very loyal to the kingdom and to Major General Vedik. If someone threatens him with death, he firmly believes that he will not betray him, but now it is his son, who has gone through pain. After the entanglement, between loyalty and his son, he chose the latter.

   Lieutenant Zierbama left the bar, took a deep breath at the door, and looked towards the tall buildings in the southwest, with complex affection in his eyes.

   That is the building of the Special Bureau headquarters.

   Immediately, he joined the flow of people, left the bustling Upper Town, and walked along the street without street lights into the adjacent Lower Town.

  Although it is only one street apart, it is like two worlds compared to Shangcheng. There are no street lights, no neon, no patrolling police, and no safe public security environment.

Lieutenant   Zilbama wasn't worried about those peeping eyes hidden in the dark. As a formal superhuman, he could run over those people at will. As long as they dared to jump out and seek death, he could just vent the stagnation in his heart. However, there was no **** plot along the way. Those underworld members who were entrenched in the vicinity had long known that this newcomer could not be offended, and even their boss would nod and bow when he saw it.

   Lieutenant Zirbama walked into a half-new apartment with some disappointment, and used the key to open the house on the east side of the second floor. This is the house he rented.

In order to save his son, he had already sold his original house, and the major general of Vedike also lent him 5,000 gold pounds, but the situation of being infected by the power of the Heretic God is simply a bottomless pit, not to mention tens of thousands of gold pounds , that is, hundreds of thousands, even if you put in it, you will not be able to fill it.

   With a clatter, the key turned the keyhole.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and Lieutenant Zirbama walked in and hung his hat on the coat hook beside the door.

  The house was deserted, and Lieutenant Zierbama's wife was not here. Because she couldn't bear the blow, she almost collapsed and was sent to the countryside, temporarily leaving this sad place.

  The apartment is a two-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment. The door of one of the bedrooms is tightly locked, but there are meaningless whines and occasional heavy collisions...

   Lieutenant Zirbama showed a pained expression, took out another key, opened the door to the bedroom, and lit a gas lamp.

   With the dim light, I saw a bed in the corner of this room, and on the bed lay a boy whose lower body had completely turned into a dark red sarcoma.

  The boy's hands also turned into irregular sarcomas, huge and heavy, making it difficult for him to move, so he could only lie on the bed.

   The boy had tears on his face, snot and drool, no clothes on his body, and signs of sarcoma erosion on his upper body, with patches of erythema, which looked very scary.

   "Baba..." When the little boy saw Lieutenant Zierbama, a bright color flashed in his dark eyes, and the tears from the corners of his eyes couldn't stop flowing.

Seeing the appearance of his son, even if Zirbama was a tough guy of steel, he was not afraid of three times the enemy on the battlefield, and he didn't snort when he was seriously injured. At this moment, he burst into tears, crying silently, and took a step Taking one step, he knelt down beside the bed on one knee, forced a smile, stroked the little boy's cheek lightly with his hand, and murmured, "My little Dickon, hold on a little longer, it will be fine soon, Dad. I will save you, no matter what!"

The little boy named Dicken seemed to understand what his father meant, or felt the rough and broad palm of Lieutenant Zilbama, which made him feel extra relieved, finally closed his eyes, fell asleep quickly, and issued a calm expression. Peaceful breathing.

   Lieutenant Zierbama's reluctant smile at the face of his son just now collapsed, his other hand clenched his fist tightly, his fingernails digging into the flesh, blood was already dripping, but he didn't realize the pain.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the little boy had completely fallen asleep, and Lieutenant Chilbama's hand left the boy's cheek. He stood up and went to the window, which was facing the bustling Upper Town of Stinners. , you can see the brilliant lights and intoxicated fans there.

"Little Dickon, wait a minute, I'll cure you soon, and take you and mother back there. That's where we should be." Lieutenant Zilbama murmured, However, his reason reminded him that maybe that was impossible. Ever since the middle-aged man appeared, and under his watchful eyes, a small sarcoma on Little Dicken's body was dissolved and returned to normal. The opportunity to return to the original trajectory of life has been completely removed.

If the middle-aged man does not appear, after half a year or a year, little Dean will be completely eroded. After the young life is over, he will take his wife back from the country, and then let time heal everything, and they will have another one that belongs to them. , maybe a pretty girl or a boy, he'll save up to pay off his debts and buy a house from uptown...

   However, all this was shattered from the moment that middle-aged man appeared.

   Lieutenant Zilbama knew very well that the other party was not the angel who saved him, but the devil who dragged him into the abyss! Although the middle-aged man claimed that they had big figures in their organization and could save those who were infected by the power of the evil god, but Lieutenant Zierbama knew that most of it was impossible. Also unwilling to give up, because that is his son, and he is a father...

   The next morning, in a dark cell.

   Accompanied by a clutter of footsteps, Major General Vidic brought several officers to the front of Green's cell.

  According to the original plan, Major General Vidic was going to attend an important meeting this morning, but he received a temporary order from a big man to let him come here.

  Green looked up and looked at Major Vedike's eyes. He couldn't help but shuddered.

"Where is this feeling, this psychic fluctuating aura..." Green thought silently, and suddenly flashed in his mind: "It's Modi! He really didn't die, and he actually hid here?" Because of various The reason is that Green has a deep impression on Modi, especially the killing of his father to kill General James makes him still fresh in his memory: "This person ... should have been in contact with Modi recently? And there is something on him that is contaminated with Modi's breath. thing."

   Modi appears here, what is his plan? Or just to regain strength after resurrection?

  Green has a hunch that this time entering the Void World may have a lot of twists and turns...

   (end of this chapter)