[Necromancer] Dark Throne

As an artifact to maintain the dark sky, the importance of the pupil of Xikuma is self-evident, but to be disrespectful, all monarchs respect this thing at a distance.

There is no other reason, energy consumption!

In order to protect the undead from the abyss from being corroded by the demonic nature of the abyss, Xikuma, the eternal sleeper, removed one of his eyeballs and made it a part of the body of a god. The "Call of the Underworld" is solidified and engraved on the eyeballs, and it only needs an undead monarch to inject all his mana every other year to maintain the sky running for a whole year.

However, a monarch who has lost mana will have a one-month period of weakness. If his companions do not show face, he will be pinched during this period.

For example, the Queen of the Banshees could only watch as Wayne troubled him, but she couldn't get back on the spot. It was really tangled, and apart from the maintenance of the undead sky, Xikuma's pupil was useless.

This style of forcing others to sacrifice themselves for others is no wonder that monarchs are not interested in it.

After all, they don't want to be good people, let alone help others.

However, it took only two months to find out that it was stolen like the Queen of the Banshee, and the other monarchs didn't have to complain.Give her a good look later, there are things that are more important now.

Before the sky has dissipated, the eleven lords can only use their own mana to maintain the sky. Otherwise, the sky will dissipate and the artifact will be recovered, but the Abyss of the Undead will suffer heavy losses. The Sleeper will never let them pass the level easily.

Because Wayne has a disguised artifact, he was arranged to look for it, and the others had no intention of changing tasks with him. After all, he had been a grandfather for a long time, and if they suddenly pretended to be a grandson, they might not be able to find it.

There are only eleven ninth-level powerhouses in the entire church, and most of them are recruited from various battlefields. Similar to Wayne entering the church as a warrior (a warrior is not a single profession, but a collective name for all battlefield warriors, including knight hunters), It is the most common way of stability. The church has a lot of experience, so that these strong men with various backgrounds will eventually become loyal fighters at their command.

The underground palace is heavily guarded, and Wayne knows that he only has one chance, and he will not act lightly until he is fully prepared.

The Western war is currently stuck in Fort Justice. To counterattack the Abyss of the Undead, there must be an army of more than one million to attack, and the front line will go west for a hundred miles to the line of the Sad Water River, so as to ensure that there is a sufficient buffer between the undead and humans.

But such a large troop mobilization is not easy. The interests of various countries are entangled. It will take more than ten days just to gather important officials from various countries to the holy city, not to mention the need for approval and personnel transfer in the future.

Osolan came to the Holy City to discuss the counter-offensive based on his father. According to him, the group of young masters who have lived and died together will be able to meet again soon, but there are not many people. After all, the meeting The requirements are very high, and someone who is not the ironclad first heir is not even qualified to sit in on the sidelines.

"Brother Wayne, I heard that you were transferred to the Holy Church by the Hunter's Guild, right?" In a senior mansion, Osolan served Wayne a cup of coffee graciously.

"Not bad." Wayne didn't touch it, but just admitted.

"You should know how many interests have been exchanged privately between the Hunter Guild and the church for a strong person like you. Moreover, your ability is a long-range attack. If you are in a full state, as long as you have enough time, you can even shoot and kill people from a long distance. The most important thing is that you have the ability to interfere with the battle of strong heroes at the same level as you. For example, when two strong heroes are fighting, even if your arrow distracts one of them, it can change the situation of the battle. After all, such a battle , a moment of life and death..."

"Get to the point!" Wayne interrupted him.

"Come under my father, beauties are enough, you can get what you want, under one person, above ten thousand!" Osolan followed suit, "By the way, my family has a bow and arrow, which is the spoils of the war of the high elves, the previous generation of elves The Arrow God's 'Bow of Sigh' can be given as a gift directly."

"Elf Arrow God?"

"Yes, that's the only Arrow God of the Heroic Rank, Wayne, you are the strongest with the most potential to break through to the Heroic Rank, and you can't be more suitable. Come on..."

"No." After all, playing arrows is a second job, and it can only be regarded as a hobby. Wayne knows that his task is heavy, and he doesn't want to make troubles.

"Well, Wayne, you are not a devout believer, and you will have no future if you follow the ascetic monks. They represent the interests of people, and the holy ones represent the interests of gods. Isn't it a waste of time if you choose the wrong goals? With all due respect." Osolan didn't want to give up.

"Here is my goal." Wayne was unmoved.

O'Soran looked shocked: "I heard that you recently got General Roland in, is it true?"

Wayne: "..."

This question is so complicated, should I nod or shake my head?

"Don't! Homosexuality is strictly prohibited in the church. Although they are the ones who commit the most crimes in private, this matter must not be mentioned publicly." Osolan was shocked, "The most serious ones even If you are deprived of the Holy Light and dragged into the flames, don't go astray!"

"Press this matter, is there anything else?" Wayne didn't want to discuss his sexuality.

"...No more." Osoran said unwillingly.

"In the handover tonight, can you hold Andariel for half an hour?" Wayne put forward his opinion.

"No problem." Osolan waved his hand, "I'll drink tea with him for half an hour. In my capacity, it would be very passive for him to leave early."

"Thank you."

"It's okay, there are still many places to ask for your help in the future." Osolan took out a gift box, "This is the bow of sighing, and it will be moldy in my house. I borrowed it from you. Remember to return it in your lifetime."

"discuss later."

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Forbidden towers are the terminal of the defense system that the Church of the Holy Light has been evolving for tens of thousands of years. Each tower is several hundred meters high, and its foundation goes deep into the ground. A series, in addition to all kinds of powerful magic and organ defenses, there is no passage on the top floor, and only the great judge's own bright mark can open the entrance twisted in the void and enter.

It is said that all kinds of heresies and demons are sealed here, and there are many powerful masters hidden in the temple guarding it, including a large number of ascetic monks with amazing divine powers who are guarding it for life.

Wayne counted the time and was ready to start the task.

Just as he stepped out of the door, he saw the death knight hunter wearing a holy robe and gray hair, standing at the door of his house like a watchman.

Four eyes facing each other.

After a while, the other party hesitated and said, "Wayne Cassel?"

"If there is no urgent matter, please step aside. I need to be present at the Berettas Empire's military consultation tonight." Wayne said lightly.

"...Okay." The other party stepped aside in disappointment.

Wayne closed the door and walked away without giving him a second glance.

The man looked at the direction the other party was leaving with a sad expression.

"It's confirmed that he's fine, can you join our plan?" The chief judge walked out from the corner of the street, his golden eyes slightly mocking.

"No." The man said without hesitation, "I need proof."

"You are an undead now. I told you the truth back then. Do you know how much you have been involved?" Andariel seemed extremely dissatisfied.

"I won't trust you anymore." The man turned his head to look at him, and there seemed to be something completely different in his leaden gray pupils, "Michinova is more trustworthy than you. Even if she is a banshee, she never lied to me." .”

"Don't try to understand your country, that's a crime." Andariel shook his head slightly, "The darkness of the shadows is not evil, but to follow the light."

"Where is that thing?"

"what?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

"Sorry, now you don't have permission to know."

"Take me to the meeting site."

"……What do you want to do?"

"I want to see him for a while."

"..." Sure enough, there is no need to be soft-hearted.Andariel sighed silently in his heart.