The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0222 Promise

Siris suppressed her shyness out of curiosity, and looked in amazement at the young mage who was gnashing her teeth in front of her. She looked like she was fighting someone, and couldn't help shaking her slender hands in front of the mage.

Li Xun grabbed the mischievous jade hand and said with a chuckle: "I'm fine, I just remembered something. Siris, I came to you to talk about your brother!"

Siris's expression became solemn in an instant. She had been wanting to talk to Li Xun about this for the past two days, but every time she was messed up by some accidents, she thought wisely and waited, why did he suddenly Bringing up this topic again, could it be...

Seeing Xi Lisi's expression, Li Xun knew that her thoughts had gone to the worst places again, but he didn't explain too much. Once the consciousness was connected, the things that happened in the past two days were quickly passed on.

Siris held her breath and quickly filtered the information. It was the first time for her to try such a novel way of transmitting consciousness, but there was nothing to be happy about.

The situation is too bad!

It's not just my brother who is bad, but also the city and the hundreds of thousands of people who are struggling to survive here. In her naive dream, these nearly one million refugees who escaped from Morrhad were all former citizens. If there is hope for the restoration of the country in the future, this is the seed of the recovery of the new country.

But the naked reality now is that a group of self-righteous mages are operating terror and spreading hatred here, but only for the personal desires of an archmage. The suffering people displaced here have also become lambs waiting to be slaughtered, attracting a large number of harvesters. They stir up trouble behind the scenes, slaughtering the people who are struggling to survive, and extinguishing the little bit of desire for life and yearning for beauty.

I hate it!

After thinking through all this, Xi Lisi quietly leaned against Li Xun's arms, feeling closer than ever before. With a long sigh, the faint grudge against the so-called "cemetery" disappeared in smoke.

Is there right and wrong in power?

In his own eyes, mages have always been a group of people who pursue knowledge and master wisdom, but look at the source of suffering in Klein Continent now, that magical genius who was never looked up to by thousands of people. Whether it is the undead lich who spreads death, or the human archmage who is creating a blood sacrifice in Eliat City, which one still considers himself a human being? In their eyes, hundreds of human lives are not worth as much as a ruby, which can bring them benefits. Asking them to pay attention to the mortals who are as small as ants under their feet will only attract their displeasure, and in return they will be crushed heavily.

In this process, what supports them to be unscrupulous is the power they possess, and the only thing that can make them have scruples is probably the same powerful force.

If you want to restore the country, you first need to expel or eliminate the undead council entrenched on it, which requires strong support. The so-called righteous path of mages also makes Siris feel cold to the bone, and the ties with the Undead Council are second to none. Those high-level mages who have mastered powerful powers ignore mortals almost like those undead liches. This is the real source of despair for Siris.

Thinking about things to the extreme, she couldn't even tell who her enemy was? Is it the Undead Council that was personally stained with the blood of their loved ones, or the mage guild that loomed afterward? A kind of sadness that is the enemy of the whole world wells up in my heart, making people no longer dare to have any hope for this world.

Li Xun, who was connected with Xi Lisi, shook his head helplessly. He couldn't be so hard on himself, otherwise he would jump from one extreme to another at every turn. Gentle comfort slowly spread throughout Xi Lisi's body and mind. At this moment, there was no trace of lust or love, only a kind of longing and beauty in life.

There are all kinds of possibilities in life, and there are opportunities for miracles.

The current road is cut off by cliffs, and when the future is covered by thick fog, all we need is to move forward! There are no Jedi who are absolutely impassable, only cowardly slobs who get frustrated and demotivated when encountering difficulties.

"Would you like to walk with me?" Li Xun held Xi Lisi's thin shoulders tightly, and stared closely at her bewildered blue eyes.

Siris didn't say a word, but the flames of hope glowed in her beautiful eyes, and she offered her own sweet kiss for the first time. The two spiritual bodies just touched lightly, and they couldn't help shaking at the same time, like magnets attracting each other, and they couldn't stop.

Li Xun forcefully boosted his will and distanced himself from Siris. I really didn't expect that the simple fusion of mind and mind can have the pleasure and joy that is no less than that of physical intercourse.

"No matter what your plan is, I will listen to you. I believe in you!" Siris said this sentence with all her heart and soul, not an oath, but better than an oath, representing her current state of mind.

"Then let's leave! We're all stuck here, many things can't be implemented at all, and their plans are not easy to carry out. Only when we leave, they will be easy to do, and we will have a chance to intervene."

"Um!"

The matter interfered with the closest person, so the two couldn't help but ignore it. After a brief discussion, they split up and started to act. In fact, this trip to Elliott was originally a decision made to accommodate Siris, and it was beyond everyone's expectations. Although he was very happy to see his sister again before the plan was implemented, Hansen still did not want her to be involved in the following matters.

Facing Siris's unexpected farewell, His Majesty Hansen was silent for a while before answering with a hug. When we meet again, we may have the capital for revenge, but it is more likely that we will become a "demon" that needs to be eradicated.

Although that little mage is not good enough for his younger sister, as long as he can treat her sincerely and give her a peaceful life, then his family will not be completely ruined by his obsession. In this matter, I do not have the power to dictate. Hansen silently sent his blessings in his heart, and personally sent Siris and her party out of the city, watching the black carriage go away.

The burden of family revival is too heavy, so I should bear it by myself. Maybe the next time my sister hears from me, it will be bad news, but so what? What flows in my body is the blood of the Blamela family, so I must bear the responsibility of inheriting the rise and fall of the family. My sister has already done enough, why not just disconnect from me and let her pursue the life she loves carefree!

Hansen's thoughts were so persistent, he was clearly sensed by Li Xun who was half a mile away, and passed them on to Siris exactly. Xi Lisi bit her red lips tightly, and did not cry. She lifted the curtain in front of the car window, looked at the dull earth under the sun, and said softly: "Goodbye, brother!"

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The world of the undead, the land of sleep.

The green-haired zombie Moros, who had returned from victory, appeared in the mission hall in an arrogant manner. Behind him, the corpse king and the silver mummy Brui carried a huge metal treasure chest, and the rest of the members swaggered with smiles on their faces. walked in.

Many of the undead natives who were waiting for missions or handing over missions in the mission hall were familiar with Moros, and greeted Moros in their own ways, eagerly inquiring about what he had gained from his trip.

After queuing up the crowd, the green-haired team gathered in front of the mission platform and established a spiritual connection with the mission iron man. Since the extermination mission was accepted in a team mode, everyone in the Green Hair Squad could "hear" Iron Man's reply.

The receiving team sent by the sleeping place has taken over Broken Ridge Castle, and is transforming it into a forward base of the sleeping place, which is specially used to provide supplies and rest places for the undead who are out on missions. The number of captives and enemies killed by the green-haired team in this battle has been sent back to the task iron man through internal channels, and the rest is complicated merit calculation.

Since the task is accepted in a team mode, all the merits obtained are concentrated with Captain Moros. As for their internal distribution, it is the result of their own discussions.

800 points for a level 11 undead knight, 1260 points for 21 meritorious service points for a living black warrior, 660 points for 22 meritorious service points for killing a black warrior, and 1000 points for a valuable strategic castle, for a total of 3720 points.

From the two boxes of odds and ends I got from Broken Ridge Castle, I picked out some that my teammates could use, and packed the rest and handed them over to the task iron man for evaluation. The heavy boxes fell on the open space in front of the mission platform with a "bang bang". Several skeleton zombies came forward, took them out one by one and handed them over to Iron Man for evaluation, and put them into different warehouses by category.

Such a task is not onerous for Iron Man, and it does not affect the handover of tasks between it and others, but at this moment, the undead in the mission hall stopped their work, stood quietly by the side and silently watched this very The meaning of "performance".

So far, there are only two fixed teams in the Sleeping Land. One is the wizard team drawn up by level 15 necromancers. Most of the members are its former subordinates. They are strong and have almost taken over most of the extermination missions with rich merit points. In a very short period of time, the armor is fully equipped and the military rank has risen sharply. It has always been the envy of these native undead who talk about whether they are high or low.

The green-haired team formed by the veteran green-haired zombie Moros is the first fixed team composed of middle and low-level undead, and it can actually complete tasks of this scale. The elm heads who only temporarily recruit teammates when the mission requires them are also awakened. They can't learn the strength of the wizard team, can't they learn the distance and near match of the green fur team?

Therefore, they couldn't help but put down what they were doing, and waited for a miracle to happen.

Soon, the mission Iron Man announced the final result, and the items were exchanged for 1790 points of merit, so the green fur team gained a total of 5510 points of merit this time.