Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 640: The emergence of ‘mass graves’
The sudden movement of Hill did not attract the attention of An Pengfei and the two.
I don't know what secret room the brown spirits found, but the Anjia guards, who have always been very calm, even exclaimed. Light turned into a spear and held it in his hand.
The squad leader who had just followed him ran over with anger on his face and a completely unconcealed panic: "Eldest son! The Lin family has built a mass grave a thousand meters underground!"
An Pengfei was so shocked that he didn't even bother to say hello to Hill, so he snorted, 'Let's go! ' Let the man lead the way and charge directly.
An Ran was stunned for a while, and then came over with a serious expression: "Sorry, Archmage Bolaño, Young Master Pengfei is too shocked to be so rude."
Hill waved his hand: "I don't care about this little thing."
An Ran shook her head and solemnly bowed to Hill.
Hill stood up in surprise, but fortunately Fatty An really wanted to thank him, and just gave him a bow of thanks.
This is a common etiquette used by Shoulong people to their saviours. Hill thought about it before accepting it, and sat back again.
An Ran said softly, "I sincerely thank you, and your little goblin friend, for saving the lives of all families and people in Renhe City.
A life-saving grace will never be forgotten.
The mass grave... is the evil ritual that does the greatest damage to the power of the ancestors. Once successful, the entire city of Renhe will fall into the disaster of the dead. "
Hill glanced at Fatty An.
This guy didn't say the most important point: the so-called damage to the power of the ancestors is actually the direct degeneration of these ancestors' spirits, turning them from fairy spirits directly into evil spirits.
As long as it is an aristocratic family that enshrines these ancestors, all family members near the ancestral home will definitely fall along with them, or even become undead.
Most of the family members who stay out of town will not have any problems, but even if these people may build new families in the future, they have nothing in common with the current one, except for the surname. Clicked.
After all, the ancestors can't be the same.
Hill glanced at An Ran's somewhat miserable expression, smiled, and put the matter aside. Even if he knew what Hill was hiding from him, An Ran couldn't tell the truth in public.
The weakness of the ancestral court, it is a good thing that one less person knows.
Hill didn't plan to visit the mass grave until the brown spirits flew back in panic: "Hill! It's the power of Bane!"
He immediately jumped up, and after returning the brown essence to his pocket, he walked quickly to the place.
Only then did Hill react. To create a mass grave, what he needs is the blood of injustice and the soul full of resentment that are constantly added.
Not every corpse is useful, it must be a tragic death.
However, due to the degree of Suilong's control over the people, if there were so many people who disappeared for no reason in the vicinity of Renhe City, the officials would never have been unaware.
That can only come from outside.
If it was during the war between Shoulong and Tulong a hundred years ago, or even fifty years ago when there was a small war between the two countries, such corpses would still be easy to find. countless.
But the Lin family has only been in Renhe City for a few decades!
Hill walked all the way to Lin Yi's usual room in silence. This is a typical three small rooms, with the living room in the middle, the bedroom on the left, and a small study on the right.
The mechanism found by the brown spirits was right next to the bed in the bedroom. A portrait carved with the Guanyin of Great Compassion and Great Compassion turned outwards, revealing a dark hole and a staircase that kept descending.
Hill frowned and added various buffs to himself before leaving.
His entourage quickly stood on both sides, pushing the two Anjia guards who were in charge of guarding away.
An Ran quickly pulled the two guards who were about to get angry to the door and stood at the door: "Just stay here, that one we can trust, but he may not necessarily trust us.
It's good that Da Wu can help, don't worry about it. "
He glanced worriedly, and then asked, "Have you notified the owner?"
A guard replied: "The eldest son sent An Xu and An Feng back."
"What? Why did he send An Xu?" An Ran glared at the two of them suddenly, "Didn't An Minyi stop Young Master Pengfei?"
"Even if An Xu is with the third son, he won't mess around at this time, right?" The guard said softly, "It's not about the eldest son, but the entire An family, and even the other families have to be notified. Nothing will happen.
The mass grave wants to be purified, but it can't be solved by a little witch in our family. "
"You know a P!" An Ran showed an indifferent expression, "Young Master Pengfei, he has been in the military camp for a long time, hasn't this been discovered?
Anyway, it won't cause the disaster of genocide, so using a mass grave to kill him is the best solution for that person.
Fortunately, Archmage Bolaño pays more attention to the death **** of Faerûn... However, I remember that the information said that he is good at water and wind magic, as well as light.
I don't know if I can deal with the esoteric spells of the Japanese Empire! He brought so many goblins down, what should he do if he was sealed? "
An Ran took a few steps and suddenly looked at the two people: "Forget it, you are not as useful as Archmage Bolaño's followers here, so just go back and let me know!
Anyway, I'm here, and I'll send out fireworks for help if something happens, so hurry up!
Whether the head of the family knows it or not, you all report the matter here in detail again! "
The two guards looked at each other, but An Ran's attitude was tough, so they could only obey and quickly disappeared at the door.
Enron maintained a nervous expression until they left, before letting out a series of curses.
After venting his anger for a while, he looked at Hill's entourage seriously and said, "Young Master Pengfei's safety depends on you, Archmage Bolaño, these knights are your puppets. ?You must hear it.
I have to go back to the head of the house, An Minyi... I may have betrayed, please pay attention. "
An Fatty patted himself a few times, his fat body moved flexibly, a strange winged creature appeared behind him, and then he tore a piece of paper, the whole person was like Disappeared in front of the eyes as if it had melted into the air.
Only a gust of wind can tell that he has rushed into the air.
Having reached more than 300 meters underground, Hill couldn't help but stop: This fat man is actually a mechanic.
No wonder the true identities of Hill's puppets can be identified, they are hidden deep enough.
Hill... Hill is used to the fact that he will make mistakes in his judgment of people. Anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of. It's not that he can't do it directly by flipping the table.
Looking down at the stairs with a few hundred meters left, Hill wondered how Lin Yi usually went down. Even a ninja wouldn't have to exercise his legs like this every time, right?
Hill was a little tired of walking, and the stairs under his feet quickly deformed, sending him down like a wave.
The leprechauns were instantly happy, twittering and asking Hill to build an endless staircase like this for their small amusement park.
Hill felt that they thought too well, and asked with a chuckle: "This requires mana. Who of you wants to be the one who does the hard work when others are playing?"
The goblins fell silent immediately.
They don't take turns playing and no goblin would want to put up with work while others play.
"Be honest! It must be very smelly down there." Hill looked at the stairs that were about to end, and said gently, "If you fall into the pool of undead, I can't save you!"
"Hurry up! Use the silk thread in your hands to sew all the pockets together!" Vera ordered loudly, "If you don't want to become a slave to the Wrath King Court, hurry up!"
The goblins all got to work quickly, and so did Vera. She and Oberon had been in Hill's hood, and now she took out the needle and thread and knitted the top of the hood. cobweb.
Hill stopped the stairs with a smile, it was the last short run anyway.
Finally used a spell to purify the air for himself, and Hill quietly walked out of the stairwell.
An Pengfei is currently fighting with the ghosts that have formed in the mass graves.
Hill soon understood why the brown spirits were shouting 'Bane', those undead...should be from Faerûn, and the black pattern on their faces ~IndoMTL.com~ is the mark of Bane.
But there's something else...that's the undead 'chosen' that Searle Red Robe likes to use, an extremely ugly undead transformed creature that is attacking the intruder frantically with its claws.
In between the lightning and flint, Hill suddenly thought of a mage.
The red-robed wizard doesn't use spells but runs by himself, not necessarily because he wants to save money, he may also be leading the way for the undead wading underwater.
That red robe would retreat so easily, and more likely would not want Hill to find out what he was doing.
The natural aura on Hill's body is so strong that if he really passes by the sea where the undead are, it is impossible not to find it.
The people of the Japanese Empire couldn't make these brutally killed people into controllable undead. Ben's Zhentarin could do it, and transporting them would be a good way to transport them to the people who used to use undead as porters and various laborers. For wizards, it's easy.
Searle's red robes have always done anything to make money, but Bane will take action and can only prove one thing.
Bane must have found a place of faith in the Japanese Empire. No wonder he was able to maintain his powerful divine power even though Zentil Castle, his most powerful brother of faith in Faerûn, fell into ruins.
Hill glanced at the battle ahead, and soon realized that Enron's judgment was correct.
The captain, who used to be very dissatisfied with Hill's arrogant attitude, seems to be very serious about guarding An Pengfei in the crazy battle, but there are constantly various small mistakes.
Infighting at such a time, Hill couldn't help sneering.
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