Volume 2: Empire Chapter 49: Mystic Altar
"Necromancer!"
Agatha saw Jennifer leading the ghosts to explore the way forward and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. The necromancer blasphemed the dead, and was an existence hated by all living beings. He was an evil thing that must be executed on sight.
Princess Dale did not expect that the knowledgeable and friendly assistant Jennifer was actually proficient in necromancy.
And Jennifer doesn't have the appearance of a necromancer at all.
Qingkong drew out the two swords from his waist and said to the surprised people, "The construction of this altar by the Abyss Temple has killed countless people. The resentment of the dead has created those monsters that cannot be killed. Using the souls bound here to deal with those monsters can save us a lot of physical strength and magic power."
While Qingkong was explaining, Jennifer was attacked before she had gone far.
Countless blood vessels protruded from both sides of the passage, and disgusting tumors grew rapidly. After exploding, monsters with bared fangs and claws jumped out from inside and pounced on Jennifer and the ghosts.
Jennifer screamed again, her eyeballs turned completely black, and her skin turned from rosy to pale. Tangible sound waves passed through the ghost's body, and the ghost screamed at the same frequency, and transformed from a ghost into a hideous evil spirit.
The evil spirits charged back at the monsters, and the two evil species, created from human souls and resentment, began to fight each other.
Screams and hisses filled the entire passage.
When a monster dies, it will turn into blood and be absorbed by the wall. New tumors will continue to grow to replenish new monsters to launch attacks.
Jennifer, who has been trained to temporarily transform into a ghost state, transforms herself into the boss of the former underground maze and uses the countless dead here to perform the undead summoning technique.
Ghosts continued to seep out from the walls, then transformed into evil spirits and pounced on the monsters.
There were not only ghosts, but also arm-like vines growing out of the walls to tear out the constantly emerging blood vessels or tear apart the tumors that had not yet formed.
This battle, which caused rapid consumption of energy on both sides, was not cruel at all and was just a disgusting scene.
Dale couldn't help but vomit, and Bruce Ban's face turned pale.
Seeing this, Qingkong said, "Professor Ban, protect Princess Dai'er and keep her in the room. Don't run around! If you don't enter the passage, no monsters will appear."
Bruce Ban was relieved: "Yes, Miss Clear Sky, I will protect Princess Dale."
Agatha also felt that the current scene was not suitable for Dale to fulfill her duties as an imperial princess. She didn't know how far such a passage would lead, and taking Dale with her would be a burden.
Agatha left her lady-in-waiting behind and followed Qingkong out of the room into the corridor.
Bruce Ban quickly took out the props he carried with him and set up mystical traps and spell traps.
Jennifer left a group of corpse vines here for protection, and then led the undead to push the monsters forward.
Agatha caught up with Qingkong. The walls were full of corpse-hand vines that drilled in and out, destroying every protruding blood vessel. She knew that to create so many undead, not only a powerful necromancer was needed, but also a huge number of corpses.
"The Abyss Temple actually killed so many people, and the Public Security Bureau and the Secret Intelligence Bureau didn't even notice it. This is a serious dereliction of duty!"
Qingkong followed behind Jennifer and said to the self-blaming Agatha: "The prosperity of industry and commerce led by the new aristocracy and the lack of corresponding laws and regulations have led to disorderly expansion. Faced with those factory owners who are getting bigger and bigger, individuals have no power to fight against them.
A large number of bankrupts who lost their land and workshops gathered in large cities. The lucky ones among them would enter factories, while most of them gathered in slums like those in downtown areas, and a considerable number of them would die for various reasons.
The dead here are only a small part... It's normal that the Public Security Bureau and the Secret Intelligence Bureau didn't find them!"
The words "It's normal!" sounded extremely ironic to Agatha.
Just now she told Dai'er that protecting the subjects of the empire was the duty of a member of the royal family, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly.
Agatha asked Qingkong: "Do you have any solution?"
Qingkong smiled and said, "I am just a scholar. Besides, this kind of systemic social problem cannot be explained in just a few words here.
But I think whether this problem can be solved depends on whether the rulers want to solve it and whether they dare to start with themselves. "
Agatha looked at the clear sky, her smile intriguing.
Agatha did not ask more about this matter, but said, "Miss Qingkong, the current situation is very suitable for talking about some topics that we cannot talk about normally. After this incident is over, Dale can return to the palace safely, and our father will definitely grant us marriage immediately.
Do you think Meteorite will accept it?"
Qingkong knew that Agatha was testing her, so she replied, "Your Highness, I've said before that the relationship between Yunxing and I is very, very pure. Whether Yunxing accepts it or not is his problem, and it won't have any impact on me.
I just think... why don't you ask Dale? I like her very much and don't want her to get hurt in your game. You just said you would protect her."
Agatha felt like she was slapped in the face again.
Didn't Dai'er run away this time just to take her own destiny into her own hands?
"Thank you, Clear Sky."
"No need to thank me so early. If you want to protect her, you must first keep yourself alive. Morris has been operating here for so many years, I may not be able to kill him smoothly.
Don't be distracted by other things, just hold on to your sword."
After Qingkong's reminder, Agatha realized that they had already gone deep into the passage, and the room they came in from was no longer visible. Jennifer was still leading the undead forward, and monsters rushed out from behind, and the undead also appeared to block them.
There was fighting in front and behind, creating a safe small space for the three of them.
Agatha began to feel fortunate that there was a necromancer in the team. If the army had been mobilized, there was no telling how many lives would have been lost.
Temple of the Abyss.
Never let my father get close to the abyss!
Agatha clenched the sword in her hand, and her murderous intent grew stronger.
Qingkong directed Jennifer's path forward, and she headed straight for the underground altar without taking any detours.
This dungeon is very difficult for players who are not well-trained. There are endless monsters crowded in the narrow passage, and you can only kill your way through. It consumes a lot of the player's energy and the reserves in the backpack, so that you are not in a good state to face the last Abyss Apostle.
Later, some players discovered that this instance had a hidden buff that increased the spells of the undead, so the undead's overwhelming style of play was born. The sea of undead versus the sea of monsters was simple and crude, and the scene was spectacular and exciting.
As the boss of an undead dungeon, Jennifer turned the away game into her home game under the influence of the undead spell amplification buff. It was unknown how many people the Abyss Temple had killed here, and they were all dead with deep resentment, which made the undead summoned by Jennifer endless and more powerful than ordinary undead.
Even large amounts of killing and absorption of soul energy allowed some undead to upgrade.
Some evil spirits were covered in a layer of black armor, and their means of attack were not biting. Instead, the soul energy in their hands materialized into swords, and killing monsters became as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
The tireless undead warriors brandished their swords and turned into blades in a meat grinder in the narrow passage, leaving only fragments of limbs and bodies wherever they passed.
Some corpse hand vines turned into thick corpse flower vines. The huge flower buds on the heads opened, revealing layers of sharp, saw-like teeth that could bite a monster in two with one bite.
The undead evolve and the team's marching speed increases.
When they reached the underground altar at the end, an undead army consisting entirely of evolved undead had gathered around Jennifer.
Faced with the huge and towering underground altar, the undead army only occupied a very small space.
The altar was located in an underground cavern several dozen meters high. The entire upper space of the cavern was covered with dense blood vessels, some as thick as three or four meters in diameter, and some as thin as more than ten centimeters.
These blood vessels crisscross and converge into a giant tumor as big as a house.
The tumor continued to slowly wriggle, emitting a dark red light from the inside out.
"You arrived faster than I could have imagined. According to my perception, you didn't take even one extra step in the maze, and all the traps I set up inside became useless."
Morris's voice came out from the tumor, and it also carried a mental attack.
Jennifer, who turned into a ghost, was not affected. Qingkong and Agatha released a barrier for themselves in time to resist mental attacks.
Qingkong said to Morris who was high up, “I have walked through too many mazes before, so a simple maze like yours is not difficult for me at all.
Morris, is your transformation finished? Do you need my help? "
After Qingkong finished speaking, the giant tumor above him shrank rapidly, as if it had withered. Then a hole opened up from the bottom of the giant tumor, and a person curled up like a cocoon fell out from it.
Before he landed on the ground, a pair of flesh wings spread out from the man's back, evil aura burst out, and the whole space was filled with noisy screams.
At this time, Morris's face no longer had normal facial features. On his bald, wrinkled head, there were four red eyes distributed in a trapezoidal shape. In the middle of the eyes was a vertical thing that looked like a mouth, and the lips on both sides were full of wriggling tentacles.
"Qingkong, did you bring the Book of Disaster? If you die, it will be ours..."
One voice became two.
From the shriveled tumor above, another Morrice was born like an egg. Then one after another, and soon there were five Morrices suspended in the air.
One Morris is very powerful, and this time they have to deal with five at once. Agatha asked Qingkong worriedly: "There are only three of us, how can we fight?"
Unexpectedly, Qingkong heaved a sigh of relief: "If there was only one Morris, it would be a bit difficult, but obviously he misjudged the situation because we were outnumbered.
None of these Morriss are real. He wants to use these infinitely expendable clones to drain our strength.
You guys deal with these clones, I'll find his real body and kill it with one strike!"
Feeling Qingkong's confidence, Agatha and Jennifer followed his instructions and prepared for battle.
Jennifer relied on the wall to form a defense zone with the undead she brought, while he and Agatha guarded the inner circle to protect the clear sky.
Qingkong opened the Eye of Ice Crystal and searched for Morris's real location among the dense blood vessels on the top floor of the cave. He also took the Book of Disaster in his hand and challenged Morris: "The Book of Disaster is here, if you are not afraid of death... come and get it!"
Seeing the Book of Disaster, the five avatars of Morris transformed into five black shadows and swooped down. The entire space was filled with noisy hissing sounds, which mixed together to form a wave of mental attacks, hitting the people on defense.
The undead were not affected by the mental spells. The evil spirit warriors on the periphery held their knives in both hands and slashed at the approaching Morris's clone. The corpse flower vines climbed along the wall, and when Morris's clone approached, they suddenly stretched out their flower buds and opened their big mouths to bite it.
Jennifer and Agatha, who were protected from above and below, kept casting magic at the flying Morris to prevent them from approaching.
But Morris's clones were different from those monsters. Their flight paths were flexible and varied, and they could release a black blade light with a wave of their hands. The attacks of the undead could only delay the attack, and they were killed by the five Morris clones one after another.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Agatha rushed to the front line with a sword in hand, and spared no effort in using her physical strength and magic to fill the gap with her sword net.
Jennifer gradually tightened her defense circle based on the losses suffered by the undead, while constantly summoning low-level undead to serve as cannon fodder.
The situation was so tense that Morris wanted to vomit blood.
He really didn't expect that the mystical altar he had spent countless efforts to create would actually be the home ground of the necromancer, and he also didn't expect that Qingkong would really bring a powerful necromancer.
It also means that Qingkong knows this altar better than himself.
What is this?
How is it possible that someone knows this secret art better than me, its creator!
Morris's body was wandering in his blood vessels in the form of dirty blood. The death of the two Abyss Apostles made him dare not face Qingkong who came to kill him. He wanted to observe first, use the clone he created to confuse the invader and test Qingkong's true strength.
But Morris couldn't understand why Qingkong understood more than just his own secret technique. This was a level that other apostles of the abyss could not achieve.
What is she?
As Morris asked this question, another thought frightened him.
If Qingkong really knows more about this secret art than I do, does it mean that she already knew that none of the five Morriss was the real person?
She knows where I am!
Hiding in her blood vessels, Morris looked up at the clear sky. She had been standing in the protective circle and looking up since the beginning of the battle, her eyes seemed to be searching for something.
broken!
Morris realized that his guess was true.
At this time, Qingkong's gaze moved over and met Morris's eyes.
Oh no!
Morris saw the smile on Qingkong's lips and also saw her lip movements.
“I found you!”
