[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Roland and Wayne left Cylinder the day after the verdict came into effect.

Although the Mage Guild has nearly seven teleportation circles on the mainland, generally no one will use them, because the mana gems consumed by one teleportation are converted into gold, which is almost the quality of the teleportation items.

In other words, if a normal man wants to reach other areas through the portal, the gold paid to the Mage Association is almost equal to his weight.

So the troops led by Roland took the water route.

The No.11 Legion left with Roland and Wayne. The Holy See's military organization is divided into two types. One is the legion that is directly named, such as the Knights Templar, the Knights Templar, and the Knights of the Holy Rose. The legion is generally very powerful and belongs to the main force of the Holy See.

There is also a legion code-named by numbers. This kind of legion is usually recruited from the reserve after the war, and the source of its troops is mainly private soldiers of the nobles, recruited civilian recruits, and prisoners.This kind of corps is generally full of only 2 people, which is far from the 5 people of the main force.

This time Roland's behavior directly angered the higher-ups of the ascetic monks. Their purpose of letting Roland lead a miscellaneous army into battle is self-evident.

"After the Battle of Fort Justice, the coalition forces suffered huge losses. You know, to fight under the dark sky of the Abyss of the Undead, all soldiers must be baptized by the divine spell 'Blessing of Radiance', otherwise the living will be invaded by the dark sky. Die, and this kind of magic that can only be used by senior priests, it will take three months to bless the entire new army of millions." Roland stood at the bow of the boat and analyzed the situation for Wayne.

"So, send me to clear the souls of Artis, one is to prevent them from stabbing us in the back in the counterattack to the abyss of the undead, and the other is to temporarily take back the templars, and give me time to choose between you and the power .”

Wayne didn't answer, just stood at the bow of the boat and looked into the distance.

Different from the never-ending dark sky of the Abyss of the Undead, from the holy city of Xilin to the east, the surging Sorido River has washed out thousands of miles of long and wide southeast plains, occupying nearly one-tenth of the entire continent of Ace. , under the management of hundreds of millions of people for thousands of years, this place has long been a fertile land for thousands of miles.Standing on the deck of a large ship a few meters above the water, you can see prosperous villages and towns and fertile farmland and pastures everywhere.

Different from the country near the abyss where the people are strong and the life is difficult, the empire here covers the most fertile territory of mankind, and the people here live in peace. Although there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor, the faces of the common people are full of An expression of contentment.

Roland followed Wayne's eyes and saw an ordinary farm where several farmers were harvesting the ripe wheat in the wheat field.

He also seemed to be infected by the peaceful and peaceful scenery, so he didn't speak again, but watched it with him.

The speed of the waterway was extremely fast, and he had already traveled a hundred miles in one day. It was night, and the No.11 Legion was stationed not far from the pier of a small town along the scheduled itinerary. Roland went to the camp to train his newbies. As a general, for these recruits who don't listen to discipline very much and have countless ideas, some of them have to deal with them.

Of course, Wayne was not interested in joining in the fun. He returned to his room and said that he would go to bed early. His personality was extremely cold, and no one had any objections to his withdrawnness.

When approaching midnight.

He cast a spell to seal the room, and the hunter's figure quickly disappeared into the night. Even if someone finds that he is not in the room, an excuse to go out to play is enough to deal with it temporarily. After all, they have left Xilin for hundreds of kilometers. Back and forth overnight, unless you can fly.

When he stepped into a quiet manor, a Greenhill suddenly rushed over.

He threw it casually, and the bone dragon who didn't dare to resist was thrown straight away, while the shadow monarch was more restrained, just circled him twice to say hello, and didn't dare to go up to rub.

"Long time no see, my dear Majesty Zhixi."

"Save the nonsense, let's go when you're ready." The monarch of Zhixi didn't have the slightest intention of reminiscing with him, and turned his head to glance at Green Hill.

"I'll see you off..." Greenhill immediately ran over quickly.

"No, your goal is too big, let's use the door of horror to go there." Wayne flatly refused.

"What?" Greenhill's face was already pale, but when he heard this, his whole face turned blue-gray.

"That... Wayne," the Shadow Lord paused in the air, and then he said, "Although I am very happy to trust you, but to be on the safe side..."

"I know that when I was in Cylinder, I had already arranged for people to leave a gate of terror, and it has been arranged here that as long as a large amount of evenly-proportioned magic elements are injected, we can directly reach Cylinder!" With an understatement gesture With a slight wave in the air, Wayne replied calmly.

"This..." Greenhill glared at the Shadow Monarch. When His Majesty was fighting with the Banshee Queen, he was going to let the Gargoyle troops cross the sea and fly to the rear. In order to please His Majesty, this guy researched a way of victory Gate, as a result, half of the gargoyle army was swallowed by the Gate of Victory, and the remaining half happened to be sent to Nayatis at random. The Church of Light therefore determined that the King of Silence was the real culprit of the bloody night disaster, and it lasted for 20 years. This is how the Battle of Bright West began.

This guy's Gate of Victory is called the Gate of Terror by other monarchs. Although the teleportation location is stable under His Majesty's modification, it can only teleport half of the units, the first, third, and fifth …Odd-numbered digits can’t get out, and they will drift between time and space for the rest of their lives…

"My gate of horror will swallow half of the people who pass by it...it is a magic gate with a contract of space jump achieved by changing one life..." The shadow monarch is also very cautious about using his own things.

Wayne's eyes narrowed into an extremely dangerous line. He was very tired of this boring question. His right hand was frosted, and the shadow was frozen and pulled in his hand, ignoring the "pain" of the other party. sound, he glanced at Greenhill.

"I'm here to guard the goal." Greenhill raised his hand obediently.

Wayne nodded, turned around and walked towards the corner of the room. There was a huge disc black hole, like the mouth of a monster, devouring all life frantically. He stretched out his free left hand, and an ice Lan's chain pierced the sky like lightning, and quickly retracted. The two sparrows were penetrated by the chain, and fell into his hands along with the chain.

With the shadow of crying pain, he walked into the unfathomable black hole.

Greenhill breathed a sigh of relief.

He just felt that His Majesty was in a bad mood, with an extremely depressed mood. It felt like, as if he knew that His Majesty would never hug him again, it was very sad.

Something, just in that cognition, is lost forever.

Your Majesty...Green will be by your side, don't be sad...

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Walking out of the barracks late at night, Roland didn't feel sleepy at all.

He slowly walked up to the tallest bell tower in the town, climbed up to the roof nimbly, and lay down on the cold round tiles.

The crimson moon hangs high in the sky, and he can't remember how long this habit has been.

At that time, when he was still in the abyss, there was no bed, and the temperature was very cold, and he lay with him many times.

When he dreams back at midnight, he always subconsciously hugs the gap on the left.

As if he was still around.

I have prepared everything you want, only you are missing...

... "Hey, hey, once you come to the palace of the emperor of Zhixi, there will be no next time. How can I live if I go back without taking some valuables? Do you think everyone is a rich second generation just like you?"

... "Really? If you live with you, you will give me half of the property... That's great——er, no! Then I'm married to you?"

... "Property transfer letter... It's not impossible, how much are your assets, please tell me."

... "You said that you have a manor of nearly [-] hectares and a castle? ... Not a lot, not a lot, but how can you not plant it? If you don't have enough manpower, you can use tools. How can I say that I have visited the history museum , still has a hand."

... "Okay, what's yours is mine, and I'm your savior!"

... "I want servants, a farm like wheat waves, preferably a river, where I can often go fishing, a few good horses, and most importantly, beautiful women...why can't there be beautiful women, even if you look at it? ..."

... "Well, well, if you are here, all the above wishes can be voided."