As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The bad ending of the original work has been changed, but the fate-defying node is still there, which means Winter still has a backup plan.

Was he just going to attack out of sheer rage? But starting a war always requires a reason; a rash attack would be detrimental to the stability of the empire...

Without thinking too much, Roy jumped out of bed.

But the moment he gripped the door handle, a chill rushed into his heart, making him feel a pang of fear.

He was all too familiar with this feeling.

Cultist!

With a roar, the bone hand burst through the door, and a heavy punch destroyed the entire room like a typhoon. Roy also wanted to be hit and smashed against the wall, falling into the courtyard.

Outside the door, Thrall walked through the messy room, stepped on the stairs made of skeletons, and caught up. He looked at the young man who landed steadily in the courtyard without any injury, and was slightly surprised.

He even had the leisure to brush off the dust on his shoulders.

"Dragon scale protection is actually real... No wonder the [Evil Dragon Society] can't do anything to you."

"You talk as if you have a solution." Roy smiled coldly.

"You dare to make such a big fuss? Do you really think the border guards are just here to eat and do nothing?"

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of frontal combat power alone, the [Winter Guard] even surpasses the [Knights of the Gale], and the [School of the Undead] cannot gain much advantage by relying solely on the human wave tactics of low-level undead creatures.

"The border guards will be taken care of by their own people. Blood of the False King, you should worry about yourself now." The old man's skinny figure exuded the extraordinary aura of Sequence 6, which was extremely cold and chilling.

"Even if you all join forces, you can't kill me. Now you're alone, and you're still so confident?" Roy showed his long sword and made sword flowers. It seemed casual, but his body shape was flawless.

Although he showed contempt, Roy did not dare to be careless at all.

The cultists' methods are strange and cannot be measured by conventional bloodline levels.

This high priest dared to come here alone, so he must have an extremely powerful trump card.

"One on one, you will definitely die."

The old man snorted coldly, his eyes burning with paleness, his figure blurred and distorted.

But just as the opponent was about to attack and Roy was on full alert, a cold wind even more biting than the chill of the undead came howling.

Snowflakes are falling.

The silver-haired girl came walking on the snow.

"Who told you it was one-on-one?"

Looking at the silver-haired girl who was covered in frost and snow and exuded a terrifying chill, the necromancer's expression instantly became wonderful.

Roy was also surprised.

With such a big mess happening outside, Jon Snow should prioritize supporting the city...

How come you came to me first?

Chapter 100 I was careless

A cold current surged around the silver-haired girl, her eyes were cold and terrifying. She stood in front of the boy like a mother wolf protecting her cubs, and she couldn't stop emitting murderous aura.

The necromancer who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate the Blood of the False King did not expect that the other party would give priority to protecting Roy.

Feeling the heavy breath like an iceberg, Sal's face looked uglier than ever.

"First there was the chaos in the city, and then there was my beloved disciple. It seems you don't take me seriously at all."

Just as Jon Snow was about to take action, a shout interrupted her: "Teacher Jon Snow! Why are you here with me instead of helping the city?!"

"I..." The girl turned her head and looked at Roy in a daze, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Jon Snow was about to lead his troops to support the city, but he noticed the cultists fighting with Roy. He had no choice but to let the Earl and Countess go first and he came back to check on Roy.

"I promised I wouldn't leave you alone again."

A flash of warmth passed through his heart, but Roy still maintained a tough attitude: "The city is in turmoil, and we need you to take charge of the situation. Now is not the time to take care of me!"

As the Duke's daughter, Jon Snow is irreplaceable in boosting morale.

Moreover, from just now on, an extremely powerful aura could be faintly heard in the city, which was definitely not an opponent that the Count and Countess could defeat.

If the defenders of Snowbrook Fort were defeated, even if Jon Snow helped him defeat the cultists, they would not be able to escape and it would be meaningless.

"I'm fine on my own, but the soldiers in the city need you more!"

Jon Snow's eyes trembled, he was a little shaken, but still worried: "But..."

"Trust me!" Roy smiled lightly, "Once we've dealt with the cultists, I'll come over to help you."

"……Um."

Jon Snow closed his eyes and nodded heavily.

She gave Sal a deadly glare before hurried away.

Sal was in disbelief at first, then he smiled again and fell into ecstasy.

"Hahahahaha! Idiot!"

Thrall sneered, "You can handle it alone? Go help her right away? Boy, you clearly can rely on the Ice Rose to protect you, but you insisted on persuading her to leave, courting death... God of Death, bless me!"

Roy held the Pure Water Sword, but his expression was calm.

"Don't believe it?"

"How many cultists do you think I've killed so far?"

Thrall summoned a chilling mist and said fiercely, "That's because you haven't encountered me, the Sorcerer Thrall!"

As the breath surged, the young man flashed by like lightning.

The sharp blade of pure water moved forward without waiting for the undead circle to emerge, and it was heading towards Thrall's heart!

The [School of the Undead] wasn't good at direct combat. Unlike the last time they were surrounded and attacked by the cultists, this time it was a one-on-one fight! Knowing this, how could Roy possibly give him the chance to cast a spell?

However, just as the blade was about to pierce Thrall's heart, a gray light burst out from his cloudy eyes.

Roy was startled, but he had no time to dodge and was hit head-on by the extremely cold invisible force.

Oops……

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In the invisible darkness, the old man outlined by pale mist slowly opened his eyes and smiled triumphantly.

It worked!

After the lesson of the last siege, the cults believed that in order to defeat the blood of the false king head-on, they would need at least two or three high priests to work together.

At present, no cult can deploy so much combat power in a short period of time.

But Thrall has his own methods.

Thrall is not human, but a hybrid.

A hybrid of humans, demonic undead, and liches.

His special mixed bloodline allowed him to naturally wield necromancy, allowing him to smoothly advance to Sequence 6, secure the position of High Priest, and be tasked with the important task of cooperating with the Demonic Tribe, the Undead, and the Imperial Family.

The most important thing is that compared to other high priests, he has one more ability from the lich.

[Spiritual invasion].

Using one's own soul to attack other people's souls is the lich's specialty.

Powerful bloodlines usually also possess powerful soul seeds.

This is true for the blood of the false king and the golden-level bloodline as well.

However, the power of the Soul Seed only represents potential. Not everyone can realize their potential, just like not all gold-level bloodlines can be promoted to higher levels.

However, before the bloodline level is high enough, the power of the soul seed cannot be transformed into real soul power!

With a Sequence 6 soul, Thrall would never dare to invade a Sequence 5 transcendent.

Indeed, Roy's actual combat power was enough to rival Sequence 6 or even Sequence 5! However, his actual bloodline was only Sequence 7, and so was his soul strength!

As it turned out, my bet was right.

As long as you can invade the opponent's soul world, it means that the opponent's soul strength is lower than yours.

The blood of the false king, which cannot be conquered by the dragon and the mother goddess, the lord of the abyss and the eyes of burning flames, will belong to him, to the god of death!

It was what this kid deserved. He relied on the bloodline of the [Pseudo-King] to be arrogant and conceited, and actually persuaded the [Ice Rose] to leave. Otherwise, how could he have succeeded so easily?

Thinking of this, Sal became more and more delighted and went deeper into Roy's soul.

Soon, he discovered the tombs of the previous kings standing in rows.

With just one glance, he felt his spirit body was greatly shocked, as if struck by thunder, and he almost lost consciousness on the spot.

An old man holding a dragon-headed cane, a golden-haired, red-eyed vampire, and a mermaid princess shrouded in a dreamlike aura...

Its powerful force, like three mountains, took root in Roy's soul, releasing a terrifying aura.

The sleeping old man opened his eyelids slightly and looked at Sal with interest: "Oh?"

"Ah, a lich... no, a hybrid?" The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan licked his lips, lost in fond memories. "A female lich is indeed unique. It seems some humans enjoy it."

The mermaid lost interest in Thrall after just one glance and continued to sit at the door of the mausoleum to sleep.

There was no emotion in my heart, so I remained motionless.

Even though he knew that the other party was blessed by the gods, Thrall was still deeply shocked by the existence of the gods and instinctively fell down, like a commoner who dared not look directly at the emperor.

The gap between him and a demigod is probably even greater than the gap between a commoner and an emperor.

But so what? !

The gods have long since fallen. Even the Dragon King, who could stir up a storm of natural disasters with just one breath, is now just a remnant soul, and the means he can use are extremely limited!

If they really wanted to attack him, the overly powerful divine power would instead shatter the soul of the Pseudo-King's Blood!

Salmo muttered the name of the god of death, took a step forward, and found that the three demigods did not move.

As long as you are not stupid enough to break into their respective mausoleums, they can't do anything!

Hahahaha! Even a demigod is no more than that!

What false king's blood, what demigod? You will all be food for the God of Death! With the body of a Death God believer, I will conquer the false god!

Thrall grinned and floated towards the dark and dim mausoleum at the end of the row.

In fact, [Spirit Invasion] is best done by directly attacking the Soul Seed in order to destroy or manipulate the opponent.

Unfortunately, due to the protection of the demigod, Thrall did not dare to attack Roy's soul seed directly.

There is no demigod in the last mausoleum. As long as he can take root in it, he can influence Roy's soul!

The soul is a very sensitive thing.

Even if only a part of the opponent is injured, it will cause the opponent to lose consciousness, which is enough to affect the actual battle situation.

But when he entered the depths of the mausoleum, he trembled violently.

There is an egg on the small altar.

A golden egg half the size of a person.

A bit absurd, even ridiculous.

However, Thrall only felt the stinging pain of his spirit being burned. He froze for a moment, not daring to move rashly, and was extremely anxious.

He was careless.

The fourth mausoleum chamber was not vacant.

That egg, that's a demigod!

Chapter 101 You are the most embarrassing one

Sal wanted to curse now.

Which idiot said the false king's blood only has the protection of three demigods? It's clearly four! Can't these idiots even count?!

Could it be that Barnes and the others haven’t even forced Roy to reveal his true trump card... Wait!