The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Chapter 291: No Longer Hiding, What Will Happen If We Integrate

No matter what arrangements are made for the Lizardmen's non-combatants and combatants.

Abes, who had issued orders to the Lizardmen to unite and solidarize, was about to set off at this time.

The analysis of the Ether Gate requires a special research team, and they are also needed to analyze the witch's spoils.

However, only when Abes's forces can legitimately cross Carterburg and reach the west of the small kingdom, the mage team and Kronos can work with peace of mind.

Now, their primary goal is to explore deeper into the hinterland.

Taking along the little red dragon Crimson, Bai Renchou who had lost his memory, and Soran, the hunter from Carterburg who was very sensitive to time scales, the journey continued in-depth.

Of course, there is no 100% certainty in going deeper. If there is anything, it is probably only confidence in the situation of the Breland family.

If the enemy that Kronos encountered through the power of the God of Dreams and with the help of those prisoners as a springboard to invade her thought space was Victor Breland, the current head of the Breland family.

Well, even if the Breland family was hiding some conspiracy, they were probably already in a state of leaderlessness. So when he arrived with everyone, it would probably be easy for him to do something.

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Is it easy?

Obviously, this word cannot be used to describe the people in the Breland family's territory.

Like all clichéd stories, the sudden change happened one night.

At midnight, a sudden shrill scream broke the silence of the night.

The farmers, craftsmen, and other citizens who were subject to taxation in the territory were all awakened from their sleep and frantically leaned out of the windows, trying to find the source of the sound.

Even if you are under the protection of the lord, it does not mean that everything will be safe.

After all, you are only protected in name only, and you are not entitled to hide within the lord's walls.

If we have to talk about safety, the Breland family relies on their own edge and the fact that they do not have too much land and do not have any rare, precious or valuable resources, so they have not encountered any invasion that they cannot resist.

They are all within the range that the lord's military force can resolve.

But now, things seemed different, because screams came from the castle.

In the distance, at the edge of the forest surrounding the castle, waves of low roars and footsteps were gradually approaching. The sound was like a call from hell, making people shudder.

Not long after, a woodcutter who bravely walked to the edge of the woods finally saw the true face of the person who came. His face instantly turned as pale as paper - countless undead creatures of various shapes and sizes poured out of the forest.

The first to be hit were the zombies, whose eyes were lifeless, their skin was rotting, and they emitted an unbearable stench.

The zombies advanced towards the village at a slow but steady pace.

Further back, there were skeletons and other monsters that he couldn't describe with his knowledge.

"Quick! Sound the alarm!" the villager shouted in horror.

However, some time passed after the alarm bell sounded, and when the undead creatures had approached the edge of the village, the lord's soldiers had not yet arrived.

Therefore, these people fled in panic, and some picked up hoes and torches to try to resist. But it was only the first wave of contact. Everyone, regardless of gender, age, strong or weak, understood one thing in an instant: under the attack of this group of undead creatures, their resistance was insignificant.

The blood of innocent people will once again begin to flow in this world that was once saved by the brave.

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Domino was the only one who escaped from the castle.

Originally, he was just a businessman, and he was able to fight to a certain extent thanks to the power of trust bestowed upon him by Marquis Ryan.

What no one expected was that after he dealt with most of the enemies in the corridor, the enemy who called himself "Little Victor" did not move during the whole process, which made Domino think that the other party must be in some inconvenience. Suddenly, he arrived at a speed that he could not resist.

The power of belief is not omnipotent.

He needed to be clear about something so that he could call it out through the power of belief.

For example, at the beginning, the light shield used to protect oneself actually came from the understanding of defensive spells such as mage armor and shield.

In this way, humans' weak natural armor can be greatly enhanced to the level of medium armor.

The combat method of using axes comes from some understanding of the warriors.

However, no matter which side, facing the enemy flying towards him at high speed at this moment, the only result is death.

At this critical moment, the enemy actually stopped and almost fell down due to the sudden stagnation.

Only if you have eyes that can take in the overall situation, you will be able to understand what is happening at the scene.

The spirit body far away in the royal capital was suddenly squeezed out by the monster consciousness of the owlbear body it had transformed into, and was instantly killed.

After losing his spiritual body, Sir Victor, who was so cruel that he split a person into many undead creatures, felt particularly panicked and angry.

Although they had already split up, and strictly speaking they were already different undead individuals, the connection between them at the soul and magical levels still existed.

Furthermore, even if such an extreme method was used to increase the available population of the Breland family several times in a short period of time, Sir Victor still had the idea of ​​turning back into a human being after the dust settled.

Although this extreme split itself is unheard of, what about the soul returning to peace after falling into undead creatures?

Even in the hymns related to gods, there is no such case.

However, even if it cannot be realized, why can't he still think about it with such a glimmer of hope?

But now, no one knows what happened in the royal capital, but the spirit body of Sir Victor’s many split bodies is gone.

It was so sudden that he stopped moving.

Not to mention hunting down Domino, even if he were asked to consider something as big as how to take advantage of the chaos to conquer the small kingdom of Womuza, he would hesitate for a while.

Domino seized this opportunity and ran away quickly.

However, when he was about to arrive at the banquet hall, he saw the candlelight and heard the clinking of glasses, which was exactly the same as when he left, but he hesitated.

If I run into the banquet hall now, can I really save my life?

After a brief pause, Domino's figure passed through the entrance of the banquet hall.

It is different from others.

And now, his intuition told him not to step into that place.

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It turns out that his intuition still holds true, even though he has seen unimaginable situations and absolutely terrifying enemies in a short period of time.

Just after the domino flew over the banquet hall, the entire banquet hall was filled with the sound of heavy falling and a sound like a watermelon being crushed.

Guessed it right...

If escaping to the banquet hall before had a chance of survival, it was because in the other party's mind, the value that merchants and caravans could provide could still be maintained.

Just now, when the other party recovered from his distraught state (this distraught is not an adjective) and took action again, Domino clearly felt an atmosphere of desperate efforts.

In other words, the strategy of not taking advantage of the situation to risk one's life may have become ineffective.

If he had not just passed by, the other party would have calculated the distance and time and killed everyone else in the banquet hall.

It is unfortunate that the weapon of fear of the rat fails;

But fortunately, the murderous intent and anger were not directed at me.

Domino's heartbeat was beating against his chest like a drum. He tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, which barely maintained the shape of an axe. The sound in his ears made him shudder.

The scene in the banquet hall seemed to be presented in his mind one by one through those voices, and each voice told of a tragic death.

The first thing that came was a sharp scream. It was a woman's voice, full of fear and despair.

This was followed by a burst of hurried footsteps, as if someone was desperately trying to escape.

But the footsteps suddenly stopped, followed by a dull thud, as if something heavy had hit her back.

Domino could almost imagine the most slender female businessman in the banquet hall being hit by a huge hammer-shaped object, breaking her spine and collapsing to the ground.

Then there were a few short string sounds, but they were not the sound of any string instrument, because what followed was the sound of an arrow breaking through the air, a sound that was particularly harsh in the night.

Domino's mind flashed with the bodyguards of the merchant who were trying to resist in the corner of the banquet hall. They were not short of money but they were not extraordinary people, so they basically had the best weapons that money could buy - crossbows.

Raise your crossbow and aim...

But judging from the sound of the arrow hitting, it was obvious that the arrow was powerless in the face of the opponent's speed and strength.

Next there was the sound of breaking glass, as if someone was hit against the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the banquet hall.

Domino seemed to see a wealthy businessman being grabbed by the other party and thrown towards the window.

Glass fragments scattered everywhere, and the rich businessman's body was pierced by sharp fragments. Blood splattered everywhere. His body fell heavily to the ground, twitched a few times, and then he never moved again.

The other huge crash sounded very dull, perhaps because he was running too far away, but it was more likely that something hit the stone pillar.

If it was the latter, Domino was almost certain that the target was the marble pillar in the center of the banquet hall.

Perhaps a businessman who tried to dodge was caught and thrown against the pillar, and his head hit the hard stone pillar, making a dull sound of bone cracking.

Finally, after running around another corner, Domino reached the end of this dark corridor that seemed almost endless.

His body slid down weakly against the stone wall.

The other party did not chase him...he stayed in the banquet hall.

It is obvious that the other party is just killing to vent their anger, and it doesn't matter who the target is.

In other words, the other party did not think that the things he knew were important information.

And if the necromancy of the entire Breland family is not something that needs to be kept secret and prevented from being leaked, then there is only one answer.

Because they had lost something, the Brelands decided not to hide it anymore.

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While "Little Victor" was not paying much attention to him, Domino opened the window on the corridor, lowered down with a rope, and left the Breland family without stopping.

Ten minutes later, the undead creatures of the Breland family, who had long been unwilling to hide, also extended their hands to infect and assimilate the civilians in the territory.

Undead creatures have a category, a category from quantitative change to qualitative change.

After exceeding a certain limit, the undead creatures seem to gather together to emit an undead aura, causing all non-undead and non-construct creatures to spontaneously produce uncontrollable panic.

In addition, relevant research at the Mage Tower on the Royal Capital's Floating Island has shown that after exceeding this limit, strong beings seem to spontaneously emerge among the undead creatures.

It's like a few skeleton warriors can emerge from a group of skeleton soldiers.

Normally speaking, even if all the people in the Breland family, plus the servants, were included, they would not be able to reach the level of qualitative change.

But who could have imagined that the head of the Breland family could be so cruel as to turn one person into several undead creatures?

Therefore, the civilians in those territories were simply unable to unite and resist together.

The undead aura greatly intensified the effect of panic, and what followed was only a one-sided massacre.

If the Breland family had not still wanted to fight for the power of the small kingdom of Wommza, these subjects should have been devoured instead of being infected by the means such as undead survival that they had painstakingly used.

And in this scene filled with only blood and bones, an inch of dazzling bright green light floated leisurely.

Surprisingly, it seemed that no undead creatures could see it. Instead, some that were not completely dead or unconscious would struggle and call out to the figure or reach out their hands.

However, the light seemed to be disgusted, brushing past any hopeful eyes and fingers.

"You don't have the body that can trigger a miracle, don't even think about touching me."

And finally, after moving to the bottom of the castle, the light raised its head and looked at the fragments under the broken window with interest.

There, there was an axe, but now the axe blade had shrunk and twisted, gradually revealing its original form as a dagger.

That was the axe that Domino had transformed from a silver dagger using the power of belief.

I don't know if it was because it was too heavy, or because of fear, or because of negligence, but the weapon fell near the castle, and now it is gradually returning to its original shape as he went away.

"Hehe, it was a good show..."

“The power of belief can call upon what one understands and believes in reality;”

"The power of dreams can summon things that even you don't understand in dreams and consciousness."

“What if we combine the two?”

"Yeah, this is really exciting."