Chapter 742 62. Return to Azsuna. New Order

"Let me go! Let me go! You rude bastards!"

Under the night, in a ruined palace not far from the ruins of the city of Nazaras, Mrs. Aresser, who was wearing a gorgeous robe, was dragged out of the palace staggeringly by the arm of a heavily armed Dark Blade warrior. Beyond the collapsed palace.

The power of the Realm of Death surged in the ruins. Under the pressure of Tyrion's will, these noble ghosts surrounded by soldiers who rushed out of the Realm of Death could not explode themselves at all... and Facing the palace that has been completely occupied by Dark Blade, these nobles who belonged to Prince Farondis 10,000 years ago had no choice but to catch them without a fight.

Even if they wanted to resist, they couldn't resist... The soul-snatching ability of the gods of death in the night sky is deadly to these weird ghosts. The rest of the nobles have been frightened silly.

Even if 10,000 years have passed under the curse, their thinking is still the thinking of the highborne, and the only person their vicious curse can hurt is Prince Farondis... It’s still the same old saying, man, Those who can hurt are always those who are kind to themselves.

"Elder Eds? Why are you here? We haven't seen you in ten thousand years!"

Mrs. Arisser was roughly pushed aside by the dark blade soldiers. This pretty lady glared viciously at the undead soldier wearing a black helmet behind her. She rubbed her wrists while searching for , Soon, she found a guy who appeared here unexpectedly.

"Where have you been for ten thousand years? Do you know how worried we are about you? You said you just went for a walk?"

Mrs. Arisser looked suspiciously at the high-borne elder who was wearing a long robe and looked a little embarrassed. Facing Mrs. Arisser's questioning and the strange look in his eyes, the latter said uncomfortably:

"I don't know what happened, my Lady Arisser, I just heard a loud crash, and I was crushed under a fallen log, and I've been in the water for help ever since."

The old elder who had been soaked in the icy lake for 10,000 years seemed to be a little dazed. He looked around and asked in a low voice:

"So where is that lovely girl I was walking with?"

And the elder's rhetoric obviously couldn't be fooled by this well-informed lady of the court. Mrs. Arisser folded her arms, and she said to Elder Ades:

"Don't lie to us, Eds, you went out to fool around with that purple-haired goblin maid, didn't you?"

"What? No!"

The old elder hurriedly shook his arms and denied:

"No! Of course not!"

While talking, he looked at Mrs. Arisser's disdainful gaze, and the old elder shrugged helplessly:

"Well, I went to meet another girl..."

"Don't talk! Be quiet!"

A rude voice came from the side, interrupting the somewhat ghostly and ruinous conversation between the two high-level elves. Mrs. Arisser and Elder Edes turned their heads at the same time, and saw a man riding on the The high-level death knight on the skeleton warhorse looked at them indifferently. The indifferent eyes under the black helmet made the two ghosts with identities feel fear, and they closed their mouths resentfully.

And at this moment, in the open space surrounded by 30 cold axes and guns, many ghosts with "status" like Mrs. Arisser and Elder Edes are already crowded. The prominent "big men" in the decadent palace were also the rulers who managed the order of the city of Nassaras. Now this group of fierce soldiers who almost fell from the sky have detained them here, obviously they need to do something.

What worries the ghosts even more is that the forces behind these soldiers have the ability to suppress the "curse", which means that the "self-destruct behavior" they used to protect themselves for ten thousand years can no longer protect them .

"I said, Mrs. Arisser, I still don't understand the situation."

Seeing the death knight take the rein and leave, Elder Edes quietly stretched out his hand, and in a very ambiguous gesture, rolled up Mrs. Arisser's slender waist, as if protecting her, but in fact The two were talking quietly.

"Honey, tell me, what's going on here?"

Elder Edes glanced at the crowd, and asked in a low voice:

"Why didn't the damned traitor come? Was he assassinated? That would be very nice!"

Because of this slightly uncouth address, Mrs. Arisser gave the elder a hard look, then lowered her voice, and said to the elder who was confused about the situation:

"The traitor of Farodis has long disappeared. He disappeared when the demons attacked the palace two days ago. He may have been captured by the demons, or he may have been killed, but the soldiers are not the same as the demons right now. Dude, they came out of nowhere, just after nightfall, and I was waking up from them, just after nightfall, trying to take a nap, their numbers are almost endless..."

Having said that, the court lady patted her chest with some fear, and said to the elder:

"I also saw the brave Captain Thaddeus lead the Night's Watch against them, but were soon overwhelmed by these queer undead, who somehow had a way of forcing our escape...No doubt, This is a group of villains, a group of destroyers who came to destroy Saranas..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Ghost suddenly sighed. Her always suspicious attitude seemed to return to normal at this moment, but it was only a sentence.

"That's fine, that's fine... this cursed city should have been destroyed long ago."

"Well, I think they don't look like bad people."

Elder Edes hesitated, but in the end he told Mrs. Arisser what he had just experienced:

"Do you know? My dear Arisser, I was rescued by these weird undead soldiers. They sent people to the bottom of the lake and rescued me from the log. On the way back with them, I Saw those blue dragons that live in our northern mountains... you know them, don't you? That old blue dragon that's tough to mess with..."

"What happened to those dragons?"

An upper elf nobleman next to him who was holding a flagon asked curiously:

"Have you been killed by these undead?"

These poor guys have been trapped in Azsuna for ten thousand years, and they have no real entertainment at all, so the news brought back by Elder Edes is simply the best gossip in their opinion For a while, many people turned their attention to the not-so-famous Elder Aides. The latter was watched. He coughed lightly in a pretentious manner, then lowered his voice, and said with a stern face:

"No! I saw with my own eyes, those blue dragons are moving! These undead are helping those blue dragons move... Even the dragon eggs that the blue dragons regard as treasures have moved out!"

"Oh, here comes Queen Azshara."

Another lady of the noble family uttered an artificial scream. She half-covered her mouth with her fan and whispered to the others:

"The group of blue dragons treasure their dragon eggs. I wanted to see those dragon eggs last time, but they were rudely kicked out by the blue dragons. They were willing to give the dragon eggs to the undead. Oh, those poor The blue dragon must have been coerced by these horrible undead just like us, they are so pitiful."

"It's not..."

Elder Edes said with a strange expression:

"I saw that the group of blue dragons got along well with the undead. The undead made a huge stretcher and lifted the old but powerful blue dragon leader out of its pool... there are at least 100 of them, no , 200 undead soldiers carried the stretcher, and I also saw some undead on black horses feeding food to those mischievous young dragons...the young dragons seem to like them very much."

"That would be even worse!"

Mrs. Eresser said in a deep voice:

"That proves that the undead and the blue dragon have reached some evil deeds, maybe...maybe that's why we were arrested, those blue dragons want to monopolize the land of Azsuna, they hired the undead to kill... .”

"Oh, lady, you have a very open mind..."

Before Mrs. Arisser finished speaking, another voice joined the discussion. At this moment, all the ghosts turned their heads and saw Luminas Yangscar who was wearing a majestic armor but no helmet. Before their eyes, a black stone was being thrown up and down in the hands of the death lord.

Her blood-red eyes swept across the restless Highborne, and then shook her head:

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, the time for small talk is over..."

A malicious smile appeared on the corner of Luminas's mouth, she deliberately lowered her voice, and said:

"It's time to hit the road... everyone."

"Snapped"

The black stone in the hands of the death lord was crushed, and a crack leading to the realm of death was opened in the dark night. The whistling wind of the spirit world blew against the cheeks and hair of all the ghosts, causing them to let out bursts of anger. She screamed like killing a chicken, and in the chaotic darkness, a small man with golden glitter all over his body ran out of it like a gust of wind, she jumped directly into Luminas' arms, and the latter was also very cooperative Hold her in your arms.

"Sister Lumi, long time no see."

Another strange existence of the Dark Blade Legion, the mysterious holy light ghost Yuna hugged Luminas's shoulders, avoiding the tickling fingers of the death lord, she lay on Luminas's shoulders with a smile, and asked curiously :

"Why haven't you come to the hot spring recently?"

"swish"

Luminas's face immediately collapsed, and she waved her fingers in a disinterested way:

"I can't go anymore... At least I won't be able to go these few years... Those old warlords forbid me to go to the hot springs in the Realm of Death again, but it doesn't matter, I will find a way to find you secretly."

After finishing speaking, the death lord who was in a bad mood also lost interest in joking with these ghosts. She stretched forward with her black gauntleted fingers and shouted:

"Go in! Everyone!"

"Are...are you kidding me!"

A high-level elf noble ghost pointed to the cracks in the world where thousands of ghosts cried and screamed like an abyss, and he screamed:

"This kind of portal is not a good place at first glance, are we going in because we are out of our minds?"

"boom"

What answered him was a bullet mixed with holy silver, and the ghost body whose head was blown apart dissipated at this moment as if torn apart, which made the remaining ghosts emit doom-like screams. Howling, but everyone knows that the guy whose head was blown off will not really die. Azshara's curse gave these ghosts the ability to resurrect continuously, and he will "resurrect" in another place soon. But the pain that comes with headshots...that's absolutely essential.

Luminas put down the pistol that was still emitting blue smoke, and said indifferently:

"Did I say you can refuse? Now... go in!"

"I'm only saying it for the last time!"

The moment the death lord's voice fell, the surrounding undead soldiers raised their heavy axes and guns in unison. Under the threat of those guns emitting cold light, these unwilling ghosts had no choice but to move forward , but very slowly, as if procrastinating.

"Did you know? The best thing about you being ghosts is that..."

Luminas put the muzzle of the gun in her hand on the trembling Mrs. Arisser's forehead, and her cold voice reached the ears of all the ghosts:

"I can torture you over and over again until you are obedient! You cowards who only know how to hurt others, want to try?"

"wow"

Under this powerful threat, the team moved very fast, and Yuna, who was sitting on Luminas's shoulder, was biting a piece of special jerky while watching Miss Lumi's movements curiously. , she thought her sister Lumi was so handsome!

"But, sister Lumi, is it really okay for you to threaten them like this?"

Yuna chewed the jerky and said vaguely:

"Can't you tell them the truth?"

"Little fool."

Luminas patted Yuna's head and whispered:

"I'm doing good deeds~ I should be stopped if I do bad deeds, so should I be prevented from doing good deeds? As for the truth... When they pass by, they will naturally thank me. This is just for poor Farondis who suffered To vent the 10,000 years of injustice... For the sake of the elf noble dress he gave me, I think I should help him vent his anger."

"crash"

The process of passing through the rift in the realm of death is not easy for a pure spirit body. It is like throwing a spirit body into a washing machine that is spinning crazily, and then stretching, compressing, stretching, and repeating this process over and over again. After tens of seconds, the dazed ghost will be thrown into the land of the realm of death.

"boom"

Mrs. Arisser fell to the green grass-lined ground in embarrassment. She shook her head, trying to get rid of the terrible dizziness. However, at this moment, the poor lady who had been trapped in the curse for ten thousand years suddenly I found that my rusty thinking and soul became extremely clear again, as if...as if she was still alive.

Memories of ten thousand years of time kept rolling in her mind, and she was like a bystander watching herself become irritable, stupid and vicious in that endless time, she watched herself become angry because of her inner resentment and curse. Power, constantly instigating others to use words to attack Prince Farondis and the lord she is loyal to.

She clearly saw how she plotted disgusting rumors one after another under the control of her vicious thoughts every night, and she could feel how she stepped into the abyss of evil step by step, becoming a The kind of poisonous woman I used to hate the most.

"My God! My God..."

Mrs. Arisser, who had recovered her once quiet and gentle posture, lay on the ground, hugging her cheeks and weeping bitterly:

"What have I done... Poor Farondis, my God, what have I done..."

A piece of white silk was handed to Mrs. Arisser, and the tortured lady raised her head, and saw Prince Farondis standing beside her, looking at her with a gentle smile. The smile made Mrs. Eresser a little dazed, and she didn't realize what had happened until she was lifted up by the prince's hand.

Mrs. Arisser hurriedly took a step back. With her hands hanging down, she said to her lord in a trembling voice:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I...I..."

"Okay, my Lady Arisser... It's all over, those hard times for you and me are over, let those embarrassing memories stay in those cursed places."

Prince Farondis stretched out his hand and hugged the trembling court lady in his arms. He patted her on the back and whispered:

"We want to move forward, and that will be a future of freedom, a future that we can look forward to and bless...a new order, a redemption, a redemption for all of us..."

"Will you join me in reshaping this new order? In the name of what we have suffered..."