"High Priest LAN, could you explain?" At this point, the court sorcerer had to ask for a reasonable explanation.
LAN couldn't help but give a wry smile. The explanations he knew couldn't be given casually.
"Let me explain..." A lazy, soft female voice came from outside the door, and almost everyone stood up and bowed to her as the master of the voice stepped into the hall.
"Great God King, who governs countless planes, your arrival is truly terrifying to us lowly..." No one could look directly at the radiance of the woman except LAN, except Yuexi.
But LAN still stood up, for the woman was someone he knew, and it was proper courtesy to do so.
"It's good that you're still alive." The woman's gaze fell on LAN, and she said such a strange word, then her gaze shifted to Yuexi, "Xilan, or perhaps I should call you Yuexi now, because of my status, I have no right to bind your actions, but please remember, do not forget the 'appointment of order'."
"I know." Moonlight's calm voice finally had a touch of human flavor.
Because of the affirmative reply, the woman gave a faint smile, which floated in the air like smoke until it was completely gone, and all the radiance gradually faded away.
"Lilith is getting more and more beautiful..." Yue Xi whispered in praise, and LAN, the only one who heard this, turned his head and gave a strange look.
"Everyone can get up now." After a long while, a group of people were still lying on the ground, and LAN had to speak out to remind them.
Everyone stood up trembling, and there was an extreme sense of awe in everyone's eyes. Even the goddess couldn't restrain Yue Xi's actions, and his identity was always very special, and that special identity was only following behind LAN. So LAN's identity...
It's not to blame anyone for misunderstanding that LAN grew up under the love of a group of absolutely powerful, absolutely inhuman gods, contracts, demons, who gave him countless knowledge and taught him countless ways of thinking, but no one could turn LAN into a god, and certainly no one could turn LAN's magic power, which was only at the level of a level twelve mage, into level twenty. At most, he was allowed to use divine spells across levels.
"It seems I'll just avoid it." This time even Yue Xi is a bit helpless. As long as he's still around, I guess no one will be willing to sit.
"Let's all sit down..." Seeing Yuexi float out of the hall, LAN motioned for everyone to sit down. Although everyone looked at him strangely, it was more of a guess. Though nervous, they all still worldly kept watching, so they all sat down as told.
"It seems that there will soon be only five of the six priests of the Undead." The court astrologer steered the meeting back to the main point.
"Even so, it only shows that we have to face at least five armies of the undead." After this comaction, LAN's words suddenly carried a lot more weight, and with just one sentence, everyone was already looking forward to what he would do. "I think everyone should know where the greatest source of the skull soldiers is..."
"Graves?" One elf asked with a hint of curiosity, "Elves have no graves. When they die, they turn to earth, to wind, to water, to fire. They think this is a return to nature, so there is no need for graves."
"No." The court mage immediately rejected his guess, "The place where Berudandi's bones are most abundant is the Sun Wasteland and the Black Forest where the undead are now found." Seeing the puzzled looks of the crowd, he went on to explain, "The Sunlit Wasteland buried a total of six hundred thousand soldiers during the internal strife of Beludendi. Blood seeped through the soil and solidified into black blood mud clumps so hard that no grass could grow, gradually forming the Sunlit wasteland today, and the Black Forest, where the bones are mostly monsters, once the high monsters in the forest were saturated and caused chaos everywhere, making the adventurer alliance The Mercenary association had to join forces with the army to carry out the siege, and in the end, 150,000 soldiers, adventurers and mercenaries were sacrificed to complete the siege, and millions of monsters died in the forest.
"The third place is the deep water swamp," LAN LAN ignored the shock on everyone's face. "Under the power of the previous Elven queen's 'Blue sea and sky', Deep marshes have buried half a million of our demonic army," said Ferrad.
Is that the power of a high mage? A powerful magic could take away half a million lives, and suddenly there was a hint of terror in everyone's eyes.
As if satisfied with the atmosphere she had created, LAN LAN. Ferrard, with a subtle, intriguing look, fell upon LAN. "If we talk about the cleanest territory, it should be Winier. I've heard that in that country, both human and animal corpses end up being burned to ashes." Glancing sideways at the crowd, "With the protection of the Holy Dragon Knights of the Temple of Light there, it should be easy to fight the undead. No wonder we haven't seen the messenger of Venier today..."
"His Holiness the Pope is in the temple discussing the reasons for resistance." LAN retorted indifferently that, in theory, Winier did not send an envoy, and although the Pope was from Winier's Temple of Light, he seldom stayed there in reality, and LAN said this merely because he was not willing to see LAN LAN. Ferrad always divides others when he exalts himself.
"It turns out that the Pope has arrived." The king seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. At such a time, it would be better to have the support of the temple. "I wonder if the Knights of the Holy Dragon will come out?"
"I'm afraid not," LAN explained. "On the one hand, the Temple of Light really needs protection; on the other hand, the Knights of the Holy Dragon do not have an advantage over the guardians against the Undead, but if the Undead have deployed a large number of bone dragons, I'm afraid the Knights of the Holy Dragon will have no choice but to do so."
"Bone Dragon..." In any case, as long as the word "dragon" is involved, it won't be easy to deal with. However, in the case of bone dragons, probably only the Knights of the Holy Dragon can stand up to them.
Another long period of silence.
"Could it be..." The king still wanted to say something.
"No, not good!" A messenger rushed in.
"What's in such a hurry!" The court sorcerer immediately rebuked.
The man knelt down to the ground with all his might and slid a bit further on the smooth marble floor, "Undead! The undead have gathered down the mountain! Just, just about to rush up!" As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground without catching his breath.
The court astrologer rushed forward to help the man up, "Speak slowly, don't panic!"
"The branch of the Moon Dance Mercenary Corps is resisting at the foot of the mountain," took the water cup handed over by the maidservant and drank it in one gulp, "the city guard is setting up the defense. The Moon Dance Mercenary Corps is now resisting at the foot of the mountain under the leadership of their chief, Huang Yueqing, but it is estimated that they will soon be unable to hold out!"
"Are you sure the one resisting down there is the Royal Moon Youth?" LAN asked, with a hint of imperceptible concern in his tone.
Yes, I'm sure! She's here to deliver something to the dean of Kotter College!"
Before anyone could figure out what was going on, LAN had already swept out like the wind, followed by two figures, Anita and Gasiah.
"Your Majesty, please send troops for support at once!" Lanlan. Ferrard was so serious, and before she could finish her words, she and her deputy, Anna Hilia, followed Lanlan out.
"Anne!" Anna Hilia grabbed Anita with such force that she couldn't break free for a moment.
"Sister, I'm no longer the son of God. Let me go!" Anita looked at her sister, who was exactly like her grandfather, but couldn't see through her purpose of blocking her.
"That's impossible! Annie." There was a hint of tenderness in Anna Celia's eyes. "It's impossible... You and I will never fight side by side."
In the puzzled gaze of Anita, Anna Hilia sent her hand away, looking at the golden figure of the girl as she left, she lowered her head with some sadness. Countless years of intrigue among the demons, she thought her heart was dead, but when she saw Anita, she couldn't contain her excitement, but she concealed it well and didn't let anyone notice. The only thing that puzzled her was why, after being hurt by her only relative, Anita could still be as pure as a blank sheet of paper when she came back to life? !
Standing on the high city wall, LAN looked down at the mercenaries who rose up to resist at the foot of the mountain. More than three thousand of them faced a dense mass of white skeletons, not just human but also monstrous.
"LAN? !" Looking at LAN standing against the wind, Gasiah did not understand why he was not leaving. At least, as far as he was concerned, standing here, he could not see at all what was going on down the mountain.
"Open the city gate, Qing 'er and the others are retreating." LAN said calmly.
Gasiah frowned slightly and did as LAN had told him. After cutting off a few uncooperative soldiers, he managed to gain control of the city gate.
"Anne, you are in charge of the right side. Make sure to keep the undead and the mercenaries at a distance." LAN said, and his hands, clasped in front of his chest, moved at the same time.
The milky glow is pure divine power, and divine spells do not need to be sung, but anyone can see that the spell LAN is about to cast is definitely not a divine spell.
The Pope, along with the Sith priest, reached the city tower.
"Why isn't the city gate closed at this time? !" At such a critical juncture, even the Sith Sacrifice had to be serious.
"Return to the Sith sacrifice, this is what the LAN Sacrifice means!" The squad leader, who had been in control of the city gate, said with a bitter face that he was not blind and could see the envoys of all nations and His Majesty the king who came with the guards following behind the Sith Sacrifice.
"Just do as he says." " The Pope, who was at the front, said indifferently, "Let's go up too and see if there's anything we old fellows can do to help."
A large number of mercenaries had flooded into the city, and their disheveled appearance was obvious to all. But when they thought that three thousand of them had held off tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers for nearly an hour and could withdraw most of them, no one laughed at their disheveled state.
"Close the door." LAN gave the order, and under the miracle of the Holy Light performed by Anita, the entrance to the gate became exceptionally narrow, and only a few people could hold it off for a while.
Gasiah suddenly understood why LAN had asked Anita to use divine magic to block only half of the road, not all of it.
"If all of them are blocked, we don't know where these skeletons are coming from." The Pope could not be the Pope, and with just one glance, he understood LAN's intention.
"Qing 'er, retreat!" LAN Qingyue's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, and at the same time, the light in his hand was pushed out.
The deep green fighting energy of the Royal Moon Blue gushed out, and the skull soldiers near him were all pushed back, reaching out and throwing several mercenaries who were responsible for cover at the city gate. But just as she was about to leap forward, a pale, fiery whip rolled around her ankle and pulled her down.
"Commander!" The mercenaries could hardly control themselves from jumping down to help.
"All of you stay up there!" "Huang Yueqing shouted, her most frequently used double cones in her hands revealed, though still composed, she knew clearly that her opponent would definitely not be these lowly bones, but the undead sacrifices hidden behind them!
Looking at Huang Yueqing's fierce fight down there, LAN remained silent.
"Speak up where you need our help, say, save that little girl down there." The Pope said indifferently, looking sternly at every change below.
"Commander!" The mercenaries who tried to rush over to help were knocked unconscious by Anita's palm strike.
"She can handle it." LAN nodded. "If the Pope is not busy, please take care of these mercenaries."
"But the necromancer on the other side... The Sith Priest was a little worried.
"She is my prey." Yue Xi had appeared behind LAN at some point, the illusion in his eyes had fallen silent and returned to pure black, and his gaze into the distance was unrivaled determination. "And that was a sacrifice of the dead."
"Samanda..." LAN's voice sank.