The capital of the BAHAs Empire, owenthal——


    The sky is still dark. It can be said that the moon is dark and the wind is high.


    Four men are lying in ambush in the house. It is a narrow and dirty alley composed of two rows of low and dilapidated houses. The taste is not good. It seems that the prosperous imperial capital also has such a place year by year.


    They found that they had been tracked. It was only right that there were no witnesses, or that the only witness, the tomb keeper, had been killed. How did they come to light?


    Although it is not far from an action time, it is found that there is no time for the Empire to make the best response. Moreover, their purpose is not to completely annihilate or overthrow anything, but it is also very troublesome for the action to be disturbed by irrelevant people in advance.


    The tracker came and ran silently along the road.


    Although he is less than one meter four and wears a seemingly shabby black cloak, he can still see that his shoulder and waist don''t fluctuate at all during running. An assassin who can do this makes the four men tight. It can be thought that each other''s skill is enough to kill them. However, to deal with this type of assassin, we only need to take targeted measures——


    A translucent net almost invisible in the night fell from the sky!


    The tracker was stunned, took out the sharp dagger at his waist and rowed towards the big net. In vain, he was covered by the big net.


    This net is made of special sticky silk. It is very strong, soft and sticky. Sharp tools can''t be cut easily. If they are pulled hard, they will be glued more tightly. What''s the weakness is that the texture like glue will be washed away and dissolved by water and oil. But few assassins deal with this.


    The four men immediately took action and froze.


    They didn''t see anything worthy of their stupidity. They just got stiff for a moment, and then almost fell down together.


    Jack complained a little, took off his cloak and let himself get rid of the net glued to his body. Although he almost ignored the bondage of sticky silk by his muscles and knocked down four people with the net in a flash, these silk glued to his clothes was also very annoying.


    She dragged the four into the dilapidated hut.


    She thought, since Meiyou wants to know about it and doesn''t seem to want similar things to happen again, check it out.


    It''s really not difficult. Jack can do a lot of magic. There are all kinds of legends that make up her spirit base. You can do what you can, blockhouse? Even if it can''t be compared with the heroes with grand myths or epics, it''s still easy to deal with human beings.


    Who says dead people can''t talk? Even if they can''t be resurrected, they just turn into undead and have no reason. But the necromancy of Xingyue world can peep into a period of memory and feeling before the death of the dead.


    Because he felt that the tomb keeper was dead, it was their biggest mistake to start talking before his complete death. Jack laughed at these people so much that if it was her, she would destroy all the useful organs of the object.


    However, even if several direct murderers are caught, the next is the important play. What''s the point of these people killing the tomb guard? It can''t be money. It must be doing something to the corpses in the cemetery.


    But Jack didn''t have the convenient spirit magic of goblins, so she began to perform the behavior in line with her reputation.


    After a long time, a man was awakened by pain.


    Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah?


    When the pain reaches this level, even if it''s not strange to be in a coma, it''s very sober!


    "Nah, Nah, tell me," Jack said to the man with a smile. He continued to insert nails into the man''s joints and nails, while inserting his hand into the mouth cut by the scalpel on his stomach and kneading the contents. "Why kill that man? What are you going to do?"


    The man showed a cruel look at death.


    When he was young, he was a believer of the four gods. His family was in business. During a trip, he was attacked by demons. The guard and his family died and were eaten by ogres.


    He died because he was arranged by his father to see the shop. When he lost his family, he was extremely opposed to the introduction of cannibal racial cooperation by the Empire, but he could do nothing as a civilian. However, on the day when the temple launched an attack on the Imperial City, he also had to do his little.


    However, as soon as the team stepped out of the temple, he was stopped by the red "devil" standing on the top of the church and trampling on the heraldry symbolizing the four gods. He killed the temple knight in one blow, and the afterwave killed countless monks and soldiers, and even lowered the holy flame symbolizing the faith of the four gods. He was afraid, ran away, fell, and was trampled by the believers who were his companions the moment before.


    Who wants to save himself——


    A very thin beam cut off all the believers who were still running. He could only pretend to be dead when he looked at the initiator in a long white dress passing by. Although there were voices of the survivors asking for help, he could only recite "sorry" in his heart. Finally, he even avoided a large number of angel attacks from the temple.


    So it went. He didn''t get caught and escaped. For a time, he didn''t have the courage to follow his dead companions and thought he would live like a walking corpse. However, foreign spies attracted a group of people and established an underground organization to provide funds for going to the Imperial Academy of magic.


    He learned the necromancy and realized the convenience of the undead. At the same time, he was also aware of the great hidden danger to mankind. It was precisely because of this that he wanted to do so now and launch a corpse tide to attack the imperial capital. If the undead in various factories and workshops were not commanded in this chaotic night, they would fall into chaos.


    People fascinated by the undead policy implemented by the goblin Temple must wake up.


    The undead are really good as labor, but it will also lead to their fate being firmly controlled by the agents. Water can carry a boat and overturn it.


    Of course, there is no plan to kill citizens, just destruction. If anyone accidentally falls down in panic and is trampled by undead, he can only observe silence.


    Over the years, he has been influenced by his faith. He is not the one who fled in a hurry and pretended to be dead. He wants to be a warrior who can face death calmly!


    "I won''t confess!"


    Jack showed a trace of surprise. This move was not released to her, but he. It seemed that he was well aware of the skill. She understood it. Let go of the hand stabbing the nail, picked up the scalpel and made a few precise strokes on the man''s neck.


    "Ah ah ah!" the man was shocked to find that [paralysis] had been cracked. The white haired young girl in front of him must be a murderer. He knew all the ways to torture life!


    "... tell me?" Jack asked softly and kindly.


    No, you can''t confess. Once you recruit it, you will be killed. Anyway, it''s a death!


    "Tell me." Jack seemed to cross his seat on the man affectionately, and the sudden increase in weight made the man feel a more violent pain.


    With a lot of sharp objects under him!


    (to be continued)