Anita stood on the high walls of Rosemary, looking somewhat dazed. The wind pulled her long golden hair, making smooth trails in the air. She was supposed to be with LAN, and even she had walked out of Rosemary with him, but she was back. She did not understand what was wrong with her, just as she did not understand why she was standing here.
Behind her was the black-haired Anna Hilia, who coiled her hair on top of her head to form a sharp horn like a magic hat, with gemstone and pearl ornaments swirling up, and at the very top was a polished and rounded blackstone. She's not blue either. Ferrard went to Rizhao, but she had other plans.
Seeing her sister standing anxiously on the city wall, Anna Hilia sneered and turned away, then went back to her house and closed the doors and Windows. A cloud of smoke dissipated in the darkness, forming a figure running in black. "You're not Kevin." Suddenly she said warily, "Why is it someone else?"
"That fool Kevin disobeyed the order of the first priest and is wanted by our tribe." The man said nonchalantly, taking off his cloak and throwing it aside. He had a very terrifying face, half a face, and the other half just bones.
Anna Hilia frowned slightly, clearly bothered by the sudden change of man. "Disobeying orders?"
The man thought for a moment, "To be precise, he has betrayed our people, but the priest of Feth and the priest of Mona have already gone to Rizhao City. I believe it won't be long before that place is incorporated into our territory."
"Then the agreement between us? Anna Hilia was more concerned about her own interests.
"You help us hold back the demons, and we'll keep Lanlan as much as possible. Felad, as for what you mentioned earlier, the first sacrifice means that we break the shackles of the gods, and I believe you have the ability to handle the rest." As the man spoke, he watched the look on Anna Hilia's face.
"Deal!" Very straightforwardly, her intention was to break the shackles of the gods, but this goal seemed a bit too big to her, so she had to settle for the second best. But since the other party had brought it up herself, of course she was happy to agree.
"Have a pleasant cooperation!" The ethereal figure gradually faded away.
"You betrayed us." The otherwise gentle voice was unusually cold.
"Anne..." Apparently not expecting her to follow and to hear their conversation.
"Are you going to expose me?" Anna Hilia asked nonchalantly, who knew her sister well and knew that her laid-back nature wouldn't necessarily expose her, besides, she was her sister.
"No, but I want to know the information I want to know." "You know what I'm referring to," said Anita, coldly.
Anna Hilia smiled and looked at the undisturbed red wine on the table. "Karen was killed by me, and she was kept to protect you in your sleep, but since you're awake, she's no use."
"Then what about Gasiah?" Anita looked at the same face opposite her and kept asking why in her mind over and over again, but she couldn't explain why she asked why herself.
"He... I guess he's my junior... Unfortunately, he has no talent at all and is not as talented as his younger sister who is two years younger." Annatalia's gaze drifted over her sister's slightly angry face. "I know you're optimistic about Karen, but you should also understand that she's just a beast and can't really blend into the human world."
Anita took a long breath. She didn't want to hear anything about Karen anymore. "That's it. But if anything happens to LAN, I won't let you off the hook."
Stroking her black hair, Anastalia looked up at the crimson moon in the sky, "It won't let me go..." "I can only wish him good luck. If I had known him a little longer, perhaps I myself would have wavered..." she murmured to herself, looking at Anita's golden figure disappearing from the corner of the street.
As the sky grew darker, it was the time when Rizhao City encountered the undead. LAN looked at the two undead priests who were attacking him, without the slightest tension. If it had been earlier, he would probably not have been able to handle either of them. But now, even when facing the two of them joining forces, he was confident of repelling them.
But there were some doubts in LAN's mind. Logically speaking, the undead had just lost the fourth priest, and the remaining priests should have been on guard, after all, there was no possibility of a new contract, or were they confident that the two priests sent this time would surely return alive? !
"Did Samanda die because of you?" The man who called himself Feth asked.
"Don't waste words with him. Get rid of him quickly so we can go back. Otherwise, if Kurlow finds out, it won't be the ending you like." On the other side was Mona.
It seems the two priests have sneaked out... LAN made up his mind in his heart that he would never allow these two fellows to return alive. The Death contract was different from the time contract. Although the death contract could guarantee the integrity of the soul in it no matter how the body decayed, if the soul lost the will to live, the death contract would be automatically terminated.
LAN immediately took out his silver longbow and said, "Sheyue, that's her name." In a gentle tone, as if calling out to her lover, "the person she shoots will have their soul imprisoned."
A solemn look appeared on Feth's rotten face. Of course he recognized the bow, the silver long bow that existed to shoot the gods. What he did not understand was why the gods would allow the bow to exist in the world, and in the hands of this young man before him.
Perhaps he really provoked someone he shouldn't have... Both Firth and Mona thought at the same time.
The Moon Bow doesn't have the ability to imprison souls, but somehow after LAN used her to kill the girl with the jade hair, she has this ability, and even more strangely, it's up to her holder to decide whether to activate it.
It must have been her soul attached to the bow. That's what LAN thought.
Mona noticed that LAN called the bow "she" instead of "it", and that he looked at "her" as if he were his lover, treating the weapon as a lover, and over time the weapon would develop a soul, which she had heard, but this was the first time she had seen.
Looking up at Firth, the two of them had been together for hundreds of years, and the death contract had ruined their once handsome and beautiful looks, but Mona's eyes were still as bright as they were hundreds of years ago, and now she saw a look of retreat on Firth's face.
"Since I'm here, let me, the master, show my respect anyway." LAN smiled faintly, in an arrogant tone.
"Do you think you can stop us? !" "Feth said somewhat angrily, waving his hand, and at once a batwing beast swooped down, a huge grey bat.
"Just give it a try." LAN's body sank sharply, barely evading the batwing attack, and while evading, he did not forget to shoot three arrows at Feth.
Two deep blue flashes of lightning hit Firth, and another one turned its head in mid-air and shot at Mona, who was unable to defend herself. Although she nimbly moved sideways to dodge, she was still struck by the flashes of lightning on her arm, and almost immediately, her entire arm turned to bones.
"Watch out, that bow is strange." "Mona gritted her teeth and said.
The power of the Necromancer comes from the spirit that has been transformed by the gods, and the spirit is attached to the soul, and the soul of the target that is hit by the moon bow is constantly eroded.
"That's the bow of the gods, I've heard from Kuro." Feth looked at Mona with some concern. "Are you okay?" He somewhat regretted his rashness, that Samanda was not related to him, and that he had come here merely to passively resist the First Priest Kuro's indifference to the killing of Samanda. But now it seemed that the opponent was no match for him, and even if he joined forces with Mona, he could not guarantee victory.
"I'm fine." Mona simply cut off the arm that had been hit by the arrow. Although it would hurt, it was much better than losing her name. Anyway, the Contract of Death would not die even if only her head was left, and she could rebuild her body afterwards.
"You go find a hand to use first, and I'll play with him first." Feth said seemingly casually, but he was not at all relieved in his heart. In just a few words, LAN had fired nearly fifty arrows at him, and each arrow was mixed with the force of wind and thunder, which he dared not take.
There's still time to chat. It seems I have no choice but to be more serious. LAN stopped attacking from a relatively safe distance. "Congratulations, you are the second people in this plane to see the true state of this bow." As he spoke, the longbow in his hand began to transform.
The bowstring seemed to vanish all of a sudden, the bow straightened, and the pattern engraved on the bow unfolded as if it were a coiled dragon. With his left hand grasping the joint of the original handle and his right hand on the floating cloud above the dragon's head, "with a whoosh," the long sword was drawn.
The thin, soft and resilient long sword, a little longer than an ordinary one, is the first time that Firth has seen such a long sword, and the first time he has felt fear.
"It is!" "Mona exclaimed, and she could clearly sense the astonishing power contained within the starlight, which had somehow been enveloped by the glowing red starlight.
Do not touch, absolutely do not touch! Feth thought the same way, only then did he realize that the source of these tiny starlight was the flame-like boy before him, and that the starlight was flying out of his body and drifting in the space, more and more...
"Domain." Feth really regretted it. He knew it was impossible to get away unscathed today, no wonder Klow had repeatedly warned them not to provoke that nobleman again for the sake of Samanda.
He and Mona had to let go of all their dead energy to fight against this tiny territory.
"It wasn't my power after all, and it was released so slowly." Lanman grumbled carelessly, with a gentle smile, and wondered in her heart if she was showing off too much.
Rizhao City has established itself firmly in the attack of the undead, and the army of the undead, unable to be effectively organized because of the lack of new orders.
Huang Yueqing looked up at the glowing red cocoon in the sky, which was the color of LAN. She was not worried that LAN would become mature, though she did not know why LAN's power had suddenly regained most of it, but for himself, being able to regain his power at this moment of battle meant victory for sure.
Blue. Ferrard also saw the glowing red area in the sky, though it was laughable, but being able to open the area meant that LAN had almost divine power, which she had never thought of, of course she did not know that the power LAN was using now did not belong to him at all.
The power LAN now possesses is far less than that of his prime, but it is more than enough to deal with two small undead sacrifices.
Feth couldn't see LAN's movements clearly because he was moving too fast. He just felt LAN suddenly disappear, and then he saw his own body, and he knew clearly that he had separated his body and head.
"Firth!" Mona cried out in a shrill voice, and then he saw a comforting smile from Firth.
"Sorry, Nana, this time I really got you into trouble." Feth looked gently at his childhood friends, who had grown up together, became apprentices of Kurlow together, and accepted Moloch's death contract together... The past flashed by, and suddenly he felt that death wasn't so hard to accept. "We haven't done anything good in this life. It seems I'll have to wait for you in hell, Nana..."
"Firth! Firth!! Firth!!" Mona shouted in panic, but she couldn't stop Feth's death, and LAN didn't take the opportunity to attack.
"Are you feeling sad?" " LAN looked at Mona. "Every time someone dies down there, there will be more people like you, losing their son, their father, their husband."
"So what! No one can match Firth." "Man is nothing but a swarm of ants!" cried Mona.
"Even ants know how to survive." LAN sighed, "It's just different positions. So I must kill you." Then there was a stir, but Mona was a bit stronger than Firth.
Her strength was limited, and after a few dodges, she was almost dismembered.
"In the name of Mona, in exchange for my eternal life for the curse of the final kill..." Mona knew she was no match and chose to die together, but Ran did not give her a chance, "... The enemy given to me...
The spell ended here and failed because the dead do not speak.