Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 815: Mary

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With the efforts of Khomelin, Kaye, the two powerhouses of the gods, and all the undead of the Natural Disaster Church, the battle in the Undercity slowly stabilized and even started a gradual counterattack. This is The leaders of the Red Silk Legion did not expect to break their heads.

In the Hall of the Dead in the central area of ​​the Undercity, Vivian, the commander-in-chief of the Scourge Church army, looked at the woman in front of him, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration. She sat upright on a chair and drank tea leisurely. The woman who is full of nobility in her gestures is the Queen Juliana of the New Ethiopian Kingdom.

The Red Silk Legion invaded, and the new Ethiopian kingdom, which had few strong people, quickly perished. Juliana knew that she could not resist. After hurriedly passing the throne to her sister Catherine, she directly gave an order not to resist. The entire New Ethiopian Kingdom was handed over to the Red Silk Legion, and he used the tunnel to escape from the palace and came to the Undercity.

If anyone thinks that Juliana escaped, it would be a big mistake. The current strategy and tactics of the Undercity come from her.

Julianna believes that the New Ethiopian Kingdom is impossible to withstand the attack of the Red Silk Legion, but there is one place where it can be, that is, the Undercity of the Scourge Church. Juliana believes that it will be added by the gods of the Scourge Church. With the defense of Upper Undercity coupled with one's own overall planning ability, it is still possible to organize decent resistance.

But—it’s only possible. Juliana knows that it is impossible to resist the Red Silk Legion with the strength of the Natural Disaster Church. It is a miracle to be able to do this.

However, everyone, including Vivienne, has more or less hope in their hearts, or is Ron back?

In the Hall of the Dead, both Vivienne and Juliana were silent, only the loud sound of fighting from a distance, shaking the gray on the roof ceiling "puff--" fell down.

"How long can we resist this way?"

Finally, Vivian broke the silence and opened the door.

Juliana, who had been calm, shook her hand suddenly, and the tea in the cup was spilled. She raised her face and barely showed a noble and elegant smile, but her answer was Ling Vivian. Disappointed.

"I don't know!"

Vivienne sighed, Juliana's answer was also expected, the current situation is a miracle, all thanks to Juliana.

After a series of changes such as the destruction of the country and the family, Juliana has a disproportionate maturity than ordinary people. With her innate political and military talents, she was born under the eyes of the Holy Roman Empire. A resistance army successfully escaped the Holy Roman Empire's multiple siege and suppression and developed and grew. Then, it rebuilt the Kingdom of Ethiopia with the power of the Scourge Church and Ron’s support, step by step to the present day. This point is from Vivian of the commoner family is not as good as it is.

Julianna’s biggest problem is the lack of strength to allow these strong men to obey orders. However, strength can be cultivated, but political and military talents need to be nurtured from an early age. Perhaps this is the gap between nobles and civilians. ,.

Looking at Juliana with a calm face, Vivian suddenly had a bold idea in her heart. Perhaps, compared to herself, Juliana is more suitable for the position of commander-in-chief of the Church of Natural Disasters...

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Cracked houses, broken walls, burning sky, and the entire continent of Noah, there are such scenes everywhere, as if the end of the world.

The scorching sun above the head is scorching the earth, and the temperature seems to melt the air. Not far away, there are a few crows crying. These best scavengers on the continent are constantly circling in the sky. The fat-headed guys have long lost their interest in foraging, lazily on the branches of the tree, Ban Mi opened his eyes.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the endless field. He was walking slowly, his back becoming longer and longer under the scorching sun.

One of the largest mercenary regiments in the Noah continent, Lombard, the leader of the war bear mercenary regiment, is now staggeringly walking in this abandoned town. At this moment, he has already lost his former prestige. His clothes are in tatters, his eyes are dull, and his face is desperate.

For the invasion of the Red Silk Legion, Lombard has not resisted, but the strength of those God's Domain Monsters is too strong, he finally organized the offensive, just one face to face, he was beaten to pieces. The casualties were heavy, and if it were not for the team members' desperate cover, he was lucky enough to get back a small life.

However, Lombard knew that this was not a fluke, it was just that his strength was too low, and those Divine Realm beasts simply didn't like this prey.

Lombard will never forget the gaze that the eagle queen looked at him when he left. This disdainful gaze was deeply imprinted in his mind and lingering.

After this battle, Lombard understood a truth. The difference in strength between him and God's Domain Monsters was too great. In front of God's Domain, he, the Sanctuary powerhouse, was nothing but an ant.

The continent of Noah has fallen under the control of the Red Silk Legion. There is no hope!

Walking, I don’t know how long it took. Finally, the tired and thirsty Lombard finally couldn’t support it. He staggered and fell to the ground with a "plop—"

At this moment, Lombard only felt a dark shadow approaching slowly. He opened his eyes and barely saw a shadow through the scorching sun.

"Water...Water..."

Lombard groaned a few times and issued a weak cry for help.

Shadow hesitated, and a little while later, something slowly approached Lombard's mouth.

Smelling the cool water vapor, Lombard's mind suddenly became sober, he could not pay attention to anything else, grabbed the bottle, and drank the water, "Gudong...Gudong...".

Lombard drank the bottle of water in one breath, then sat up and smiled, "Thank you... May I ask you..."

Lombard didn’t finish speaking, and he was stunned. The man in front of him, wearing white undead bone armor, covered his whole body with a long cloak, with a hood covering half of his face. Dress up as a standard necromancer.

"Ron? Are you back?"

There was a hint of surprise in Lombard's tone, but soon he found out that he was wrong, ridiculously wrong, this necromancer's chest was embroidered with the logo of the Red Silk Legion!

"Red Silk Legion?"

Lombard roused his spirit, and instantly he woke up, "Wh-" he stepped back several steps, and said loudly, "No! You are definitely not Ron... Ron will not join the Red Silk Legion... You Who the **** is it?"

"Hahaha..."

The shadow laughed,

"Mr. Lombard, you actually know Ron? Ha ha ha... It seems I didn't find the wrong person..."

"You...you know me? What do you want to do?"

Lombard took the Paladin's scepter in his hand, as if he was facing an enemy, and at the same time he was ready for battle.

"Hehe... don't be nervous, my name is Klein! I am indeed from the Red Silk Legion, but I have no malice against you, I just want to ask you a few questions..."

The black shadow slowly took off his hood, revealing a young, white, but different face from a human. The person here is Klein. He appeared here because of a more important task. .

"Don't think about it!"

When Lombard heard this, he refused directly, "I... the holy knight Lombard, I will never cooperate with the Red Silk Legion. You die!"

Klein smiled slightly, he narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Lombard, you are a wise man. Compared with your precious life, answer a few questions...I believe...it won't be too difficult for you, right?"

Klein smiled slightly, but his tone was utterly cold, his indifferent face was full of murderous intent.

"Ah...I remember, you are their leader..."

Only then did Lombard remember that he had met Klein in that desolate town.

"I...I did it with you!"

Thinking of the countless mercenaries who died in the hands of the Red Silk Legion, Lombard was shocked and angry. He gritted his teeth and killed Klein.

Lombard knew in his heart that he could not be Klein's opponent at all. Before making this decision, he had already made the determination to die.

"Fight? Do you match it?"

Seeing Lombard rushing over, a trace of contempt flashed in Klein’s eyes. He raised a hand calmly, "If it weren’t for your usefulness, I really want to You killed!"

While speaking, a cyan light shined through Klein's eyes.

"Soul Control!"

In an instant, the cyan light penetrated Lombard's head.

"Boom--" Lombard only felt his head hit hard by a sledgehammer. He took a halt, then fell heavily to the ground, yelling in pain. stand up.

At this moment, Lombard was holding his head tightly, with a look of pain on his face, Klein's soul power directly invaded his head and directly attacked his soul, making him worse than death!

Lombard rolled on the floor with pain and uttered horrible horrors. He wanted to get rid of this pain from the depths of his soul, but this pain was deeply imprinted on his soul like a bone maggot. in.

Klein held his hands as if watching a good show, with a wicked smile on his face.

Finally, Lombard stopped struggling and calmed down,

Lombard's soul has been completely controlled by Klein. At this moment, his forehead is covered with large stripes of blue veins, circling and winding like a snake, his eyes are dull, he looks like a walking dead.

Not long after, Lombard slowly stood up, walked to Klein, and bowed quietly.

"Master!"

"Not bad!"

Klein laughed, "From today on, you will be my servant. I can do whatever I ask you to do...understand?"

"Yes, dear master, what is your order?"

Lombard responded mechanically.

"Very good!"

Klein smiled and asked in a deep voice, "I ask you...Do you know where the key to the lost world is?"

"I don't know! Master!"

Lombard replied bluntly.

"What?"

Klein was taken aback, and suddenly felt miscalculated. To say that the most well-informed in the world, it must be the mercenary, and Lombard, as the leader of the largest mercenary group on the Noah continent, naturally knows a lot. Secrets that others don't know, people whose souls are controlled cannot lie, the only possibility is that Lombard really doesn't know.

"Do you really know nothing? You are the leader of the largest mercenary group in the continent of Noah... Don't... you haven't even heard of it?"

Klein asked without giving up.

Lombard just kept shaking his head.

"Damn! It's a waste of my energy!"

Klein cursed fiercely, he suddenly became angry, grabbed Lombard's shoulder, and said loudly, "You trash, trash, what the **** do you know? Noah, do you know? , The Lich King, do you know... you say..."

To Klein’s surprise, this time Lombard’s face finally changed. After struggling for a long time, he nodded slowly, "Know!"

"Huh?"

Klein began to calm down at this time. He knew that such impulse was useless, and said coldly, "Lombard, tell me honestly, how much do you know about Noah, the guardian of the continent of Noah? He Are there any relatives around?"

This time Lombard's face again showed a painful look. It can be seen that his mind and Klein's soul have a strong intersection. Klein nodded slightly, and his tyrannical soul power suppressed his reason. After coming down, Lombard's face returned to calm again, and this time, he spit out a name.

"Mary!"