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

A terrifying thought flashed through Sal's mind.

No wonder this kid is so arrogant, could it be that he has already seen through his own abilities and is pretending to be arrogant to lure the enemy deeper!

And I actually fell into his trap, thinking that he was defenseless, and ran into the demigod's mausoleum headfirst, just like a mouse entering a tiger's den!

The blood of the false king is so despicable?!

Sal didn't dare think about it anymore.

The demigod seemed to still be asleep. All he had to do was not disturb him and leave the mausoleum...

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, he heard a slight cracking sound behind him.

Thrilled, Thrall turned into a ball of black mist and flew out in an instant.

But just as he was about to escape from the mausoleum, he ran into a golden flame barrier.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

His spirit body was injured, and the burning pain was like bathing in magma, almost causing his consciousness to dissipate on the spot.

The eggshell deep in the mausoleum was completely shattered.

"Tsk, you humans really have no manners when you wake me up every time... huh?"

The scarlet phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the little girl in a golden and red feather skirt leaned against the remaining eggshell, curling up the corners of her lips with interest.

"The preface is withdrawn."

"This generation's Pseudo-King's Blood is quite sensible. They even knew to send us a snack."

"Lich's hybrid... doesn't taste very good, but in this day and age, it's a bit of a distraction."

"Feel honored, mortal. In the past, I wouldn't eat something as disgusting as you, okay?"

The little girl bit her fingertips, her cheeks flushed, like a little girl who saw candy and was very excited.

However, behind her, a huge golden firebird appeared, opening its bloody mouth and pouncing towards Thrall impatiently!

"No!"

"You can't kill me! I'm dead... Ugh!"

Before Thrall could finish his words, the blazing firebird devoured him.

The flames died down, the shadows disappeared, and the former king's mausoleum returned to silence.

Zhu Hong's little girl first burped, then stuck out her tongue.

"It tastes terrible."

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Roy suddenly came to his senses and took several steps back to create some distance between himself and the enemy.

Damn, you were so careless!

That was probably a soul attack just now, and I was completely unprepared!

Even with information from the original work and Rowling's notes, I don't know everything. I should be extra careful next time!

After secretly reflecting on himself, Roy stared at the opponent in front of him vigilantly, but unexpectedly, the opponent was like a scarecrow, with his eyes rolled back and drooling, but he didn't move for a long time.

This time Roy didn't dare to act rashly.

But after waiting for a long time, the other party still didn't move, just like a disconnected online game player.

Judging from the direction of the moon, it can be seen that the previous confrontation has taken up a lot of time since Jon Snow left.

Can't waste time with him anymore.

Roy first threw a flying knife to test it.

Unexpectedly, the opponent did not dodge at all and was hit on the forehead by the flying knife.

This was Jingshui's flying knife, and one strike could melt the skull. But the opponent remained indifferent!

"???"

If this is acting, then it's too much effort, right?!

Roy approached suspiciously and delivered a few more strikes. It was only then that he realized the opponent was completely dead, truly dead, and was filled with confusion.

No, you were just saying "that's because you haven't met me" and you were so arrogant, but this is the result?

Big brother, is it that you haven't practiced your soul attack well enough?

How come I'm fine, but you died first?!

Of all the cultists I've ever met, you're the most shameful!

Roy shook his head, chopped off the opponent's head with a sword, and walked away.

When Roy came out, the lord's mansion was empty.

He blew a whistle and summoned the golden-winged griffin, intending to confirm the battle situation from high altitude first.

"Brother, we agreed to come to the Empire for vacation, so what happened?" [Cheese] looked depressed. "Can you please not bring me with you next time? It's too much trouble to go out with you!"

"Hey, something would have happened even if I didn't come, okay? Don't make me sound like a jinx!" Roy was unhappy.

Chatting doesn’t interfere with work.

Flying high in the sky, you can have a clear view of most of Snow Wind Castle.

Looking at the undead creatures swarming around like ants, Roy's mood plummeted.

Where on earth did these guys come from?

The limit for a priest is to deal with hundreds of undead. A high priest can only deal with ten times that at most.

But right now, the castle is almost filled with undead creatures, nearly ten thousand of them. It is impossible for the [School of Undead] to send out so many priests or high priests at once.

Moreover, they are not low-level skeletons or corpses, but can act in the form of an army with strict discipline, more like... demons with their own intelligence!

Roy's first reaction was that something had happened to [Desperate Line].

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

To put it bluntly, if anything happened to the [Desperate Line], high-level demons would have come to kill us long ago.

I couldn't think of an answer, but I caught a glimpse of a group of Winter Guards surrounded at the corner of the street.

The leading warrior was none other than [Bear Lady] Britney, who was holding two axes.

The undead warrior laughed arrogantly and said, "Human, why bother struggling? Your lord has already abandoned you. Your resistance is meaningless!"

"Go to hell, you bunch of skeletons, stop wasting your time and come and do it if you have the guts!"

Britney wielded her twin axes, sweeping through the undead like a hurricane. The Winter Guard, holding a brown bear, protected her from behind, trampling the invading enemies beneath their feet.

The enemy's persuasion to surrender could not shake their morale at all, because they all volunteered to be responsible for the rear guard and had already prepared themselves for death.

Even though each of the Winter Guards was fighting ten to one, they were still unable to cope with the siege of dozens of times more undead creatures.

The bravery of mortals is only temporary, but their souls have long been corrupted by the evil spirit. The undead, who do not know fear or fatigue, have the upper hand.

Britney was also scratched by the spears and arrows that rained down on her. She gradually lost her strength and was forced into a dead end.

In the face of the tireless Undead horde, the battle ultimately became a blunt execution, the exhausted warriors surrounded and completely lost hope.

The blood-soaked Countess lost her initial arrogance. She looked back at the equally wounded soldiers and let out a bitter breath.

"We're almost out of time."

"It's time for us to...get on the road!"

The Winter Guards gritted their teeth, squeezed out their last bit of strength, and launched a final charge against the undead army in front of them.

"ridiculous!"

The undead warriors raised their heavy swords and crushed forward with their numbers dozens of times theirs.

But at this moment, golden thunder fell from the sky, and the light of pure water cut through the darkness.

Under the stunned gaze of the soldiers on both sides, the undead warrior was knocked to the ground by the golden-winged griffin and his head was chopped off by the sharp blade of Jingshui.

"Revenge for the Warrior Captain!"

The angry undead rushed towards the black-haired boy one after another.

However, Roy swung out a long whip of pure water. With just one whip, it penetrated hundreds of undead like a hot knife cutting butter, emitting pure water light and forcibly blocking the enemy's attack.

Chapter 102: Hidden Dangers of a Bad Ending

"That water is wrong!"

"Don't let him touch you!"

It is true that demons with demonic minds are not as easily afraid of death as humans, but as long as they have wisdom, they will always have concerns.

The Blade of Purification was a complete dimensionality reduction attack on low-level undead creatures. Thousands of undead were helpless against Roy alone. They could only harass him with bows and arrows, but did not dare to attack him all at once.

The golden-winged griffin was fast enough to dodge a rain of arrows.

"Ms. Britney! Now!"

Britney woke up from her dream at the boy's call.

"withdraw!"

Most of the Winter Guards are bear cavalry, and when they really run, four legs are always faster than two legs.

Seeing the bad situation, the undead wanted to give chase, but every time they got close, they were stopped by the long whip of clean water that swept down.

Roy didn't want to fight, so he kept a distance from the enemy. After forcing the pursuers back, he rode Cheese high into the sky. When the enemy was about to catch up, he would come down and whip them before flying away.

The undead had the advantage in numbers, but they couldn't stop the Purifying Whip, nor could they strike the flying griffin. They chased them all the way, losing hundreds of soldiers in vain, only to watch Britney and the others retreat safely, leaving them helpless and furious.

After retreating to the safe area in the center of Far Snow Wind Castle, the young man riding the griffin descended from mid-air and learned the detailed battle situation from Britney.

Roy couldn't help but frown after hearing this: "Teacher Jon Snow is going to abandon Snowwind Castle and retreat?"

Roy had a bad feeling from the moment he saw the demons, but the battle situation was even worse than he expected.

"It's just a temporary retreat." Britney's expression was equally bitter, but she hadn't lost her fighting spirit. "These demons are numerous and well-prepared. Fighting them to death in the city would only result in meaningless sacrifices."

"Retreat to Jingfeng City in the south, dispatch reinforcements, and then it won't be too late to retake Xuefeng Castle!"

Born into a family of knights, Roy knew a little about military affairs, and he understood the current situation after listening to what the other party said.

As the fortress closest to the [Line of Despair], Snowwind Castle is certainly important.

However, after being suddenly attacked by the demons and thrown into chaos, forcing them to hold on would not only fail to defend Snowwind Castle, but would also waste their manpower. It would be better to withdraw first, regroup, and then call in reinforcements to recapture Snowwind Castle. If they were quick enough, the undead who had just occupied Snowwind Castle would be unable to hold their ground.

Retreat to advance, reasonable judgment.

"What's more, there is that bastard Winter Rose. She actually teamed up with the demons and the cultists. It's really a disgrace to us in the Empire!" Speaking of this, Britney was so angry that she cursed loudly, not hiding her anger and contempt.

Roy was stunned when he heard this: "Winter?"

"That's right! It's him! Even if the cultists used some kind of teleportation magic, if it weren't for Winter's personal guards ambushing the messenger, how could our Snowwind Castle defenders have been caught off guard like that?!"

"Damn it, we really overestimated the royal family's bottom line!"

Britney kept cursing in his ears, but Roy was immersed in his thoughts and always felt that something was wrong.

Not right.

Abandoning Snowwind Castle and retreating to Quietwind City seemed to be a perfect option.

In particular, exposing Winter's evil deeds to the public and stigmatizing him as a collaborator with the enemies of humanity was enough to seriously shake the prestige of the royal family and instead increase the reputation of the border nobles for righteousness.

But in the bad ending of the original work, Jon Snow was still defeated, and it was never mentioned that the prince colluded with the enemies of the human race!

"He never considered the consequences of such evil deeds being made public. By then, not to mention the border nobles, even the inland nobles would disdain to associate with the royal family..."

Britney's words shocked Roy's expression.

"What if he figured it out?"

"What?" Britney was a little amused. "If he had calculated that, why would he risk going against the cultists and demons...!"

Looking at the boy's gloomy face, Britney couldn't smile anymore.

Yes, how could I not have thought of this after planning for so long?