Chapter 908: Tide of the Undead

"No! No! No!"

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"Help! Help! Help me!"

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"what happened!?"

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". Sky, fell down?"

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From the moment he entered the water, countless broken and fragmented consciousness poured into Yago's body like a tide, rushing towards Yago's cognitive domain.

Fragmented and fragmented consciousness intertwined and superimposed chaotically into murmurs.

In Mercury City, Yago's conscious body looked in shock at the "waves" formed by countless human and non-human creatures on the outside of the Mercury City Wall.

In his field of vision, the fragmented consciousness that poured into his body had different images.

In the wide sea waves rising like a tsunami, as if they were about to press over the city wall from the sky, the roaring and roaring figures.

dead sea

Yago suddenly realized something.

This is a burial ground.

Every shadowy figure, every drop of "water" in the huge waves is a broken and broken consciousness.

Not like him, no, maybe.

The innumerable, unknown number of overlapping waves of broken consciousness made Yago fall into silence.

How many dead are there?

Especially for Yago who is now a "cognitive life" and a conscious body, the turbulent waves in front of him are a veritable "corpse tide".

but

Of course Yago couldn't sit still and let the raging tide of undead flood into Mercury City.

Soul Lamp!

Silent burial!

Coffin!

Beheader!

Yago quickly used all the necromantic path abilities that could be used in this situation. In addition to the boarding of the soul of the host, the ability of the guide also emerged with Yago's will——

"The Door of Ignorance."

On the city wall of Mercury City, those unsolidified parts surged up, gradually forming a tall gate.

But, soon, the door was washed away by the boundless waves, crushed by the overlapping waves of broken and fragmented consciousness of countless individuals.

The silent tsunami submerged Mercury City.

"What's going on in the sky?"

"Donago! The storm is coming! It's going to rain heavily, cancel the voyage!"

"Could it be the master wizard from other places? Go, call the guards!"

There was an unconcealable tremor in the pretentiously strong voice, one by one figures stood on the edge of the harbor, looking at the huge cracks that emerged from the sea and from the sky.

The owner of the line of sight also trembled slightly, and his eyes stayed on the huge crack that appeared in the sky that day, making it difficult to move.

"Damn! We are professionals! Professionals! You want to give your life here for those cheap, ordinary people?"

"Well, you don't need to deliberately change the word, it's a pariah. Before I gained power, I was also a pariah."

"A person without power is just a surviving animal under the protection of a powerful person. Just like when we face wizards, our power is not worth mentioning."

"Gekart!? What are you talking about!"

Two men with wounds all over their bodies, supported each other, and dragged away from what looked like a forest, as if they were fleeing.

"It's meaningless. It's meaningless. There's no escape."

A voice that obviously meant to give up came out from the mouth of the slightly injured man:

"I can see that Glora Forest has been disconnected."

"Forest disconnected? What are you talking about?"

"Why are wizards hunting professionals?"

"Maybe it's to transform the knight?"

"Reform knights? It shouldn't be. There are so many death row prisoners, can they run out? Besides, it's not just one or two wizards."

"They are all arresting professionals? What trouble does our lord seem to have encountered?"

"What trouble?"

"I don't know, no matter what those blue-blooded bastards did, I, a small professional, can't do anything about it, hehe, wizard."

"Your Excellency Priest Napa, news from Allen that Allen's wizards are quietly hunting professionals."

"Oh? Hunter professional?"

"Yes, we suspect that it may have something to do with the Duke of the South, Wen Paige. Recently, the Duke and the Duke of the North had a fight. I doubt it."

"There is not so much time for you to doubt, go and arrest all the people above."

"This is?"

"The list of professionals, a group of people who don't know what is good or bad, dare to secretly engage in natural spirit rituals at this juncture."

"Huh? Professional?"

"Don't worry too much about it. By the way, pay attention to the news from the north. I heard that something unusual happened near Arabella. Pay attention to the news over there."

"Okay, okay."

"Storm! Storm! Damn the blue-blood! The punishment of the storm is coming!"

"Hahaha! Our Lord will return!"

"The Master of the Storm is about to—"

Endless storms were surging, and a group of men and women who covered their faces frantically watched the continuously gathering storms in the sky.

And the next moment, the storm raged——

"What, what's going on!"

"My lord! My lord! I am your faithful...ah!!!"

Amidst the screams one after another, the picture disappeared.

"Wizard Tower? Is that the Wizard Tower? It's a bit strange over there?"

"Wizard Tower? How is that possible? Those blue-blooded gentlemen are very conscientious. Most people can't see their Wizard Tower. Hehe, everyone who sees it is dead~"

Amidst the strange voice, the man also followed his companion's thread.

However, the moment he turned his head, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

At the end of his line of sight, a tall tower suddenly appeared and rose from the ground.

and

A dazzling radiance struck in his direction at this moment.

Consciousness fell into silence.

"The red moon is above!"

"The gray moon is up!"

"Two moons are up!"

Amidst the sharp and loud screams, strange humanoid creatures with half-human, half-wolf figures gathered together, howling at the moon in the sky as if praying.

In the slightly torn rift above their heads, the colors of the two moons, one gray and one red, hanging in the sky became more and more intense.

The raging waves receded almost infinitely. The fishermen and islanders stood or knelt by the sea, praying for the scene where the seabed was exposed and countless catches, large and small, were spread on the sea.

Either panic, or excitement, or both.

Yago's consciousness, when Mercury City was flooded by the tide, was involved in the tide formed by piece after piece of piecemeal consciousness, floating in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

One after another, long or short memories were captured by Yago without any difficulty.

Or in other words, when Yago didn't take the initiative to capture it, it appeared in Yago's perception.

Numerous chaotic consciousnesses, constantly changing perspectives, and the scouring of memories one after another made Yago a little confused, and his understanding of who "I" was also seemed to become blurred.