Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

The Bajas Empire, the imperial capital of Owental——

　　 The sky is still pitch black, it can be said that the moon is black and the wind is high.

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

　　 They found that they were being tracked. It was clear that there were no witnesses, or the only witness to the tomb-keeper has been killed. How did they get exposed?

　　 Although it is not far from a certain time of action, it is too late for the empire to make the best response when it is discovered. Besides, their purpose is not to completely annihilate or overthrow anything, but it is quite troublesome if the action is interfered by unrelated people in advance.

　　 The tracker came and ran silently along the road.

Although he was less than 1.4 meters tall and wore a black cloak that seemed to be a bit tattered, he could still see that the shoulders and waist were not up and down at all during the run. An assassin who could achieve this level made the four men tight. , I can think of the opponent's skill enough to kill the four of them. However, to deal with this type of assassin, all you need to do is take targeted measures——

　　 A large translucent net that is almost invisible in the night falls from the sky!

　　 The tracker's expression was startled, and he drew the sharp dagger around his waist and swiped it towards the big net.

This net is made of special sticky wire, which is very strong, soft and sticky. Sharp tools cannot be easily cut, but it will be stuck tighter if it is pulled hard. To say that there is any weakness, it is the glue-like texture that will be Water and oil wash away and dissolve. But few assassins will deal with this method.

　　 The four men immediately started the action, and then froze.

　　 They didn't see anything worthy of their surprise, they just stiffened for a while, and then they almost fell down.

Jack complained a little bit about taking off his cloak and letting himself get rid of the net stuck to his body. Although he almost ignored the **** of the sticky silk with his muscles, he brought the net to knock down four people in a flash, but the silk sticks to his clothes. bother.

　　 She dragged the four people into the dilapidated hut.

　　 She thought, since Meiyou wants to know about this, she doesn't seem to want something similar to happen again, so check it out.

　　It’s really not difficult. Jack can do a lot of magic. The legends that make up her spiritual foundation are varied. Legends can do things that can be done. Bunkers, right? Even if it is incomparable with heroic spirits with grand myths or epics, dealing with humans is easy.

　　Who said the dead can't talk? Even if it can't be resurrected, it's irrational to become an undead person, but the necromancy of the Moon World can peek into the memories and feelings of the deceased before his death.

　　 It is the biggest mistake of these people to start talking before they completely die because they feel that the tomb-keeper is dead. Jack laughs at these people so much. If it were her, she would destroy all the useful organs of the subject.

　　 However, even if a few direct murderers are caught, the next thing is the highlight. What is the point of killing the gravekeepers by these people? It can't be money, it must be done to the corpses in the cemetery.

　　 But Jack doesn't have the convenient spirit magic of fairies, so she began to exercise behaviors that conformed to her reputation.

　　 After a long time, a man woke up in 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!" Painful screams broke out, but they could only make a small noise, what did I do?

　　 It is clearly painful to this degree, even if it is not strange to be in a coma, it is very awake!

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh for another Squeeze it away, "Why did you kill that person? What are you going to do?"

　　 The man showed a ruthless look of death.

　　 At the time, he was very young and a believer in the four gods. His family was a business man. During a trip, he was attacked by monsters. The guards and family members died and were eaten by ogres.

He stayed alive because he was arranged by his father to watch the shop. After losing his family, he was extremely opposed to the empire’s introduction of cannibal cooperation, but he, a commoner, couldn’t do anything, but on the day the temple attacked the Imperial City, he also wanted to Do a meager effort.

However, as soon as the team stepped out of the temple, they were blocked by the red "demon" standing on the top of the church and trampling on the emblems symbolizing the four gods. The knights Templar was killed in one blow, and aftermath killed countless numbers. The monk soldier even lowered the sacred flame that symbolized the belief of the four gods. He was terrified, ran away, fell down, and was trampled on by the believer who was still a companion at the moment.

　　Who would think, the one who saved myself turned out to be--

A very thin beam of light cut off all the believers who were still running. From the outside of his eyes, he watched the instigator in the white dress pass by. He could only pretend to be dead, even though he was surrounded by the voices of the survivors calling for help. I could only mute "I'm sorry" crazy in my heart, and in the end even escaped the large number of angel attacks that the temple finally struggled to release.

Things just passed. He was not arrested and escaped. He didn't have the courage to follow his dead companion for a while, thinking that he would live like a walking dead, but some foreign spies came over a group of people and established an underground organization. Provide funds for the Imperial Academy of Magic.

He learned necromancy, realized the convenience of the undead, and at the same time realized the great hidden dangers to humans. It was because of this that he wanted to do so now and launch a tide of corpses to attack the imperial capital. If the undead in the workshops of this kind of factory had no one to command in this chaotic night, they would also fall into chaos.

The people who have been fascinated by the benefits of the undead policy promoted by the Fairy Temple must be awakened~www.novelmt.com~ The undead are indeed good labor, but it will also cause their fate to be firmly controlled by the envoys. Hands. Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it.

　　 Of course, there is no plan to slaughter the citizens. It is just destruction. If anyone accidentally falls in panic and is trampled on by the undead, it will only be in silence.

　　 Over the years, he has received the influence of faith, but he was not the one who ran away hurriedly and pretended to be dead in the past. He should be a warrior who can face death calmly!

　　 "I won't confess! [Paralysis]!"

Jack showed a hint of surprise. This trick was not for her, but for him. He seemed to be awakened. She understood this technique. Released the nail stabbing hand, took the scalpel, and made a precise stroke on the man’s neck. few times.

　　 "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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

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

　　 "Tell me." Jack straddled the man, seemingly affectionate, and the sudden increase in weight caused a sharper pain under the man.

　　 A large sharp object was placed under him!

(to be continued)

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