Necromancer and Super Cemetery

   Chapter 51 056 Hero Signus (2)

In fact, among the six Banshees, the strongest and the most potential one should be Talaga. After the death of the six Signos, they turned into six spirits of the Banshee, and one of them, Talaga, inherited it. Nearly half of Signos' spiritual power, the other five banshees share the other half equally, showing the essential gap between them.

  It is for this reason that Tarraga is always confused, no matter how important things are, he will fall asleep inexplicably and become a veritable confused ghost! It is because her spiritual power is too strong that her current spiritual body cannot bear it at all. Instead of becoming her wealth, her strong spiritual power has become a burden.

   "Hungry! I'm so hungry!" After Taraja became possessed, he subconsciously spoke his heart out.

   "Wodis, what are you talking about?" The young man walking in front was pursuing a beautiful half-elf named Woodis, and when he heard her muttering behind him, he immediately turned around and asked, taking the opportunity to be courteous. But he didn't know that Woodis' soul had become Tal Rasha's food at this time. After possessing and invading, he directly devoured the soul. Only in this way could he replenish the spiritual body that was constantly consumed by the huge spiritual power.

   "Oh, I'm nothing." Taraga responded perfunctorily.

   "Don't gossip!" At this time, the bearded strong man walking at the front scolded in a deep voice, with a warning in his tone, and gave the young man a stern look.

   scared the young man who had a lot of acne because of excess hormones, shrinking his neck, dared not say more, took a few steps and followed closely.

Taraga happened to concentrate on her meal. It is not so easy to devour a person's soul. Even with Tarajia's powerful mental power, it is impossible to easily swallow the soul of a wise creature. Now she needs time to slowly use it. a delicious lunch.

   "Where are Viscount Paul and his son Vincent now?" the bearded leader asked the middle-aged servant in a low voice.

"It should be in the study above, but unfortunately I'm just a servant in the kitchen, and I'm not qualified to enter the upper floors of the castle. And recently, because the guards and patrols of the whole castle are very strict recently, especially the upper floors of the castle, it is difficult to get in." The valet regretted replied, with an apologetic expression on his face, as if he couldn't help the other party and made him bear his guilt.

"In this case, it seems that there is only a storm! We don't have much time, and the battle at the city hall will not last long. We must kill Viscount Paul and his son as soon as possible to complete the task entrusted by the adults!" The bearded strong man said without hesitation, his eyes There is a fanatical and firm belief in it, creating a tragic and solemn momentum of failure or success.

   However, at this moment, an untimely burp added a sense of nonsensical joy to the atmosphere.

  In an instant, everyone turned to look at the hiccuper, Tarraga's mouth twitched, and he smiled shyly, looking a little embarrassed. Just now, she digested the soul of Woodis, the half-elf, and replenished her spiritual body. She felt very comfortable, as if she burped involuntarily after eating a full meal.

"Action!" The bearded strong man was annoyed and helpless. They were only temporary partners. Although he was in charge of this mission in name, there was no relationship of subordination to each other in reality. How are they.

Fortunately, apart from the possessed Tarraga, the other two attached great importance to the mission of killing Viscount Paul and Vincent. After all, the employer behind them made a crazy high price. If they can succeed this time, they For the rest of their lives, they won't have to work as mercenaries.

   "Who are you? Who let you in!"

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came, and a sturdy maid with a weak head came over with a wooden basin. It seemed that she was going to the ice cellar to get frozen meat, and she happened to meet him head-on. these intruders. It was also because these people were too careful and did not use their extraordinary abilities to investigate, for fear that the people in the castle would detect signs of psychic fluctuations, but instead they were discovered by an incompetent ordinary maid and shouted.

   "Damn it! We're exposed, let's do it!" The bearded brawny man immediately gave the order, and at the same time, he was even more ruthless. But it was too late. Almost at the same time, the patrol not far away had heard the screams and ran over to check what was going on.

It has to be said that the patrols of the Wilson family are quite good in terms of training and loyalty to the family. Even in this situation, there are not many people who are slow to work. After a messy and hurried footsteps, the patrols in groups of twelve quickly arrived. , and immediately launched a battle with the four invaders.

   As for the valet, he was actually very clever. When he found out that something was wrong, he immediately retreated into the ice cellar, and then climbed into the tunnel and slipped away.

However, the patrols are all ordinary people after all. Even if they are equipped with enchanted pistols and excellent short swords, they are not opponents of extraordinary people. After only half a minute, the battle is over. All twelve patrol members are killed. The tragic, broken limbs, bloodthirsty openings, and the strong smell of blood quickly dissipated, and the gunshots just now were completely exposed, attracting more guards.

   "Go! Let's attack." The bearded strong man waved a short-handled battle axe and quickly rushed towards Viscount Paul's study along with the previously memorized map of the castle with the other three.

   At the same time, Viscount Paul and Vincent on the upper floors of the castle had already learned that someone had invaded the castle in the study. Vincent's face was gloomy, angry and helpless, and he even regretted why he didn't put in more effort when he was at the Knights Academy. It was only at this time that he deeply understood that any wealth and status were false, and only his own strength was the most important capital.

However, Viscount Paul was not particularly surprised. He seemed to have long expected this situation, and said lightly: "My son, you should have thought about how many people the power and wealth of our Wilson family can make when we are weak. Desperately taking risks. And those who are usually close friends are now eyeing me, wanting to wait for me to die and rush up to bite."

   "Like we did to Baron Lonanx before?" Vincent whispered, clenching his teeth hard, his face flushed. He still remembered that as the heir of the Wilson family not long ago, he also personally participated in the feast of dividing up most of Baron Lonanx's property, and that feeling was quite wonderful. Who would have guessed that the Wilson family would face a similar dilemma over time.

"No! My son, don't be too pessimistic, we haven't reached the end of the world." Viscount Paul's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said slowly: "We are different from that idiot Lornanks, in fact, he is not There is no way to guard against the weird, but he was blinded by greed and lust, and many of the means he prepared died without using it, and we are fully prepared, and the Wilson family will never decline!"

   (end of this chapter)