Chapter 909 Lancer and Cosese

Thick smoke filled the entire dark study room. Old Cocebera took a long drag with his pipe, and before he could spit out the smoke, he coughed violently.

And at this moment, a gray-green airflow suddenly swirled around old Cosipola's body, causing old Cosipola to gradually stop coughing and return to normal.

Old Cosebera gasped heavily with a rough voice. After a long time, he looked at the two people sitting across from his desk, with a trace of disgust and fear showing on his face. He considered for a while, and then He opened his mouth and said, "You two are here on behalf of the Church of the Lord of Billions of Radiance? I don't know when the Church of the Lord of Billions of Radiance will accept necromancers as priests."

Hearing what old Cocebra said, one of them chuckled and said, "We are not priests, but out-and-out necromancers, oh, of course, if it is accurate to say, this companion by my side He used to be a priest, but he has changed his profession now, and he has become a lich like me."

"There is no need to say these words anymore. The me I used to be is dead."

With a chuckle, the man nodded, looked at old Cosabella, and continued to speak: "Mr. Cosabella, you should have heard that my companion was indeed dead, but was We recreated a body and came back to life, so you should be able to believe that we have the ability to resurrect Mr. Matthew Cocybera."

Hearing Matthew Cosipola's name, old Cosipola's hand holding the pipe trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, his face was full of struggle.

But at this time, the man said again: "Old Mr. Cocebra, you should also know that your Cocebra family accidentally offended the 'Korean Triangle' and Soranchoa University. The power, in this holy sword empire, basically has no future, and His Majesty Artoria obviously has no idea of ​​protecting your family.

Maybe the Cocebra family can barely survive while you are alive, but when you die, how many people can cherish your old love and protect your Cocebra family.

If you can join us with the Cocebra family, then not only will your son, Mr. Matthew Cocebra, be resurrected through our technology, but he will also be able to gain power far stronger than it is now, and more importantly, , you can also obtain the unique ceremony we hold for you, which can at least allow you to live for several hundred years longer.

So why are you still hesitating, just join us, we will give you everything you can get in the Holy Sword Empire, and what you can't get in the Holy Sword Empire. "

Old Cocebra's face twitched slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the two people opposite, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can I really get them all? Including resurrecting my son?"

Nodding, the man said, "Of course, as long as you do what we say, your son will definitely be resurrected."

Gritting his teeth hard, the old Cosebola's mind kept echoing the miserable howl that Matthew Cosebola asked him to save him before. After a long time, the old Cosipola nodded and said: "In this case, I I will join you, but what you asked me to do must not be leaked before our Cocebra family leaves, otherwise we will immediately unilaterally stop cooperation!"

Hearing this, the man nodded and said, "Of course, of course, everything is your safety first, we naturally know this, after all you are the chosen ones, we must consider your safety.

Since you have joined us, Mr. Cosabella, when we need you to do something, we will send someone to contact you, and then you can just follow our arrangement.

Then we will leave you alone and take our leave. "

After finishing speaking, the two of them turned into gray-green smoke and quickly disappeared into old Cosipola's study, leaving only old Cosipola smoking a cigarette in the study.

The dim study seemed like endless darkness, devouring the heart of old Cocybera.

The gray-green smoke drifted away with the wind, traveling thousands of miles away. On a hillside outside London, two men in gray linen robes appeared on it.

Looking at the sun above his head, one of them took off the hood on his head, revealing a rather young but extremely pale face, and if one looked closely, one could faintly see a dark streak on the young man's face. The slanted shallow scars remained on it, which looked quite strange.

Under the sun's rays, the young man's originally pale face became even paler, and there was faint black smoke emanating from his body.

At this time, another person reached out and brought the hood on the back of the young man's head to prevent direct sunlight.

"Lance, if you want to die, just destroy the phylactery. After all, it takes at least seven or eight days of direct sunlight to kill you. The efficiency is too low. "

"Cosese, I just want to feel the sunshine that I haven't seen for a long time. The sunshine of the Holy Sword Empire really hasn't been seen for a long time."

"Now that you've come back, what are you going to do? After all, our task in the Holy Sword Empire is to find out the situation here. By the way, arrange some people here who can be used by us. There should still be some free time."

"So what are you going to do, seek revenge on Al Grant?"

Hearing Cosese's words, Lancer suddenly sneered and said, "Revenge? I'm only a fifth-level necromancer now, and he is now a seventh-level wizard. I have no plans to seek revenge from him. It’s just that it’s not bad if it can cause some trouble for him in the dark.”

Cosese took a deep look at Lancer. As a resurrection, or more precisely, as the person who transformed Lancer into a lich, Cosese actually knew Lancer's state best. Under the calm and normal appearance, Lancer's transformation is not only in the body, but also in the deepest soul.

After all, he is a person who has experienced death. Although Koses made preparations in advance, Lancer's soul is actually not complete. He used necromancy to knead the souls of many people together, which made Lancer Therefore, under Lancer's seemingly calm appearance, there is a madness originating from the depths of the soul, and that madness is enough to make Lancer do many things that are enough to destroy him. Browse and read the address: