Son of the Olden Days

Soon, two skeletons carrying long swords walked out from the corner at the end of the aisle, responding to everyone's expectations, and then another carrion and two skeletons appeared in everyone's sight.

They walked and bumped into each other stiffly, and the bones of their bodies reflected pale luster in the aisle lights.

After surrounding the frightened orphan in the aisle, they raised the weapon in their hands with their jagged hands, plugged in, pulled out, and dropped again, numb and repeating, and the carrion corpse directly rushed on to bite.

The faint sound of the sharp blade penetrating the flesh was amplified in everyone's heart, and even overwhelmed the orphan's howl.

This scene deeply subverted everyone's accustomed cognition, and also pushed the wobbly fear in everyone's heart to new heights.

It was as if an old story that had been heard countless times and could have been memorized, but suddenly changed the content unknowingly.

In the past, even the girls of the monastery were not unfamiliar with such things as skeletons, because the cemetery in the backyard of the monastery would have skeletons crawling out of the tombs every day before dawn.

They never leave their tomb too far, and only wander aimlessly in a small area, so folk scholars call them ‘wanderers’.

The monastery has a rotation every day. The orphans who have their turn to clean the cemetery will use a certain amount of impact to scatter them into a pile, and then sweep the wreckage and bury it again. It is simple and easy. Everyone calls this behavior ‘cleaning’.

As far as Saul will remember, these weakened skeletons have long been accustomed to and accepted by people, and they have become part of everyone's lives.

Sometimes Saul will wonder if they are still alive, but they can't come out in their own world.

"~~Ah!"

Seeing the end of the orphan in the aisle, a few girls suddenly screamed afterwards in the crowd behind him. The shrill and sharp tone made everyone in the auditorium seem to be relieved from petrification suddenly, making the whole scene even more chaotic.

If a monastery in a big town was attacked by such an enemy, maybe the magic flying and the holy light would have been shining long ago, but unfortunately there are only a group of nonsense **** clubs in the border countryside of Gray Screen town who are bluffing and cheating under the banner of God.

Almost as soon as they smelled the danger, a group of priests headed by the chief priests resolutely threw down the oracle and retreated to the other side of the aisle to find a safe room and hid.

As for the life and death of orphans, that is something God only cares about.

In the auditorium, only some scared and bloodless children hugged each other in a daze, and some nuns and deacons who recovered first began to slip away from the main entrance of the monastery.

Only Sol and others were present who wanted to calm down. After a brief shock, Lorton rushed to the skeletons first, and Sol and others followed one after another.

In fact, the moment he saw the enemy, Saul breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Rather than facing other unknown enemies, Thor is more willing to deal with these fairly familiar skeletons. After all, he has participated in the ‘cleaning’ of the backyard cemetery countless times, and he had been neighbors with these skeletons for a period of time during the famine.

The enemy tonight is obviously very different from the ‘wanderers’ in those cemeteries in the past.

First of all, these skeletons are no longer limited to dawn, but begin to appear at night. What is more obvious is that they have weapons, they come in groups, and they start to attack humans actively.

Even so, in Thor's view, their bones are still stiff, and their slow movement and slow response mean that they cannot be classified as a powerful enemy.

If these skeletons and carrion are the crisis of the town tonight, maybe the situation is not as bad as imagined.

Lorton's charge was a good proof of Thor's speculation. Although he was bare-handed, Lorton's burly body directly smashed the four dull skeletons in the aisle into bone fragments all over the floor like a mad bear crossing the border.

After picking up a long sword left by the skeleton, Lotton turned around and chopped the carrion in half from his waist with an easy slash.

"Battery."

When the fallen half of the corpse heard the unpleasant sound of a damp and heavy object falling to the ground, Lotton had turned and disappeared behind the corner at the end of the aisle.

The orphan in the aisle was so dead that he could no longer die. One of his wrists was smashed by a hammer, and his legs were torn to **** flesh. Several deep wounds were left on his thin chest. The blood soaked the surrounding ground. Finally, A moment of fear helplessly freezes on his face.

He seems to have joined the monastery after a famine, and Saul does not yet know his name.

The passing of life is always regrettable. If he can be brave and calm, maybe the ending will be different.

This world is like this. When dangers and accidents come, your choices and responses also determine whether you are eligible to continue living.

Silently picked up a rusty one-handed hammer left by the skeletons after they fell apart and squeezed it in his hand. Saul faintly felt that this wide blunt weapon might be more useful in the next battle.

Shuggs picked up a long sword and left the only short sword to Waller.

Ok?

When he was about to support Luoton, the bones at his feet suddenly moved, and the three hurriedly jumped away.

As if the small rocks on the drum surface were shaken, those broken bones bounced strangely on the ground, increasing in amplitude, and finally regrouped in the air like being pulled by some mysterious force.

Then in everyone's sight, apart from the carrion, the four skeletons stood up again intact.

resurrection! ?

Perhaps it is not appropriate to use this word to describe this weird scene. After all, these special existences that are dead and sleepless have long been out of the scope of life, but they have indeed stood up again.

Facing the scene far beyond recognition, Waller retreated to the corner and shivered at a loss. Although Thor and Schuges were equally shocked, they were far more mature than their peers in dealing with the crisis.

The two lifted their legs quickly and calmly, and after a few less laborious kicks, the skeletons fell into a pile again.

Feeling the sensation of collision from the feet, Thor completely let go of his heart. Although these skeletons are aggressive, their physique is still as fragile as before.

Judging by this intensity, the reason why the town’s warning bell tonight will ring in response is due to the number.

As for the carrion..., Thor noticed that it seemed to be just a newly buried human being. It could not see its original appearance, but it was not completely decomposed. Except for a small amount of rotten meat, most of the body was exposed. Bones.

Some records about the dark wilderness put zombies into the ranks of real monsters.

It is said that real zombies have relatively complete body and flesh, with withered and dry skin, and every zombie is a guy with great strength, and a small number of individuals even possess a certain degree of wisdom.

In view of this, Thor is more inclined to classify this carrion into the ranks of skeletons rather than zombies.

It seems that the more troublesome thing tonight is the nature of the skeletons being resurrected from the dead. If these skeletons can be resurrected indefinitely, it means that if you want to truly destroy them, you can only rely on purification magic.

It's a pity that there are no magicians in a small place like Gray Screen. For ordinary people, magicians have always been a shining profession that people look up to.

I heard that there was an elderly old magician in New Town who took two young magic apprentices there to provide for the elderly, but the elderly mage who suffered from amnesia never returned after going out a certain time.

As for the two magic apprentices, they learned nothing except for their skills in washing and cooking.

Without a magician to join the battle, the situation became uncertain again, and Sol couldn't guess how it would end tonight.

"If I want to become such a disgusting thing after death, I would rather never live." Shuggs sipped at the ground, kicking a skull away with disgust.

Sol turned his head and looked at the other two boys who did not know when to follow up the aisle, and said to them in a tone of encouragement:

"These skeletons are a little troublesome except for their resurrection characteristics, and they are not much stronger than the wanderers in the cemetery in the past. You just need to do as you usually do when you clean them. Don't let them stand up.

"Hold this aisle to prove your courage. If the situation worsens, lead the others in the auditorium to escape from the main entrance of the monastery, or find another safe place to hide."

These two boys are from Lorton's camp, and Thor is not familiar with them.

Perhaps it was the duel a few days ago that refreshed Saul's impression in their hearts, as if they were undertaking some kind of mission, the two boys nodded vigorously.

Saul clearly ordered the fear in their eyes to diminish, and they also faintly flickered with inexplicable excitement.

Human beings are originally a kind of intelligent life that continuously grows by themselves, and sometimes danger and suffering can also become a kind of wealth.

In the adventure of life without a map, everyone must learn to face it.

These skeletons obviously came from the cemetery in the backyard. The reason is not known for the time being. Perhaps the open space in the backyard is now full of such monsters.

There were only a few skeletons in the aisle leading to the backyard. After being cleaned up by Lorton, he now stood up again, letting this sacred place spread a strong atmosphere of evil.

Sol and Shuggs took advantage of their passing by to disassemble them again, trying to buy some time for the people in the auditorium behind them.

When he rushed out of the aisle and into the backyard, the noise from the entire town rushed into his face, making people feel as if they had rushed into a chaotic battlefield.

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