Chapter 170 170. Catch
Lowe shares his vision with those around him.
Everyone exclaimed, drew out their weapons and prepared for battle.
The spirit body emitting faint light, attached to the light blue phosphorescence, floated away in the wind.
It's trying to escape.
Any spellcaster is a target that ghost creatures need to avoid, just like the relationship between natural enemies and prey.
However, the next second, Lovi moved his mind, and his huge spirit gathered into a magician's hand to firmly grasp the ghost.
The pale blue phosphorescence went out instantly.
"Success! This ghost is so weak."
In fact, it is not weak at all. The ghosts that know how to attach to phosphorescent flames have the ability to directly harm people. If you are accidentally burned by phosphorescent flames, you will spontaneously combust and die.
In the technological world, white phosphorus bombs are notorious weapons.
The ghost struggled in the wizard's hands, making a sharp hissing sound that was very harsh.
The weaker a person's spirit is, the more uncomfortable he feels.
Lovey exerted a little force, and the ghostly form almost disintegrated.
"Young Master, please purify yourself quickly and stop playing." Su Ya urged.
"It's really strange, how could a ghost appear in our mausoleum area?" The ghost was wiped out like a bug being crushed.
Lovey had no desire to explore. Reading the ghost's memories before his death would not benefit him at all. Instead, it would affect the purity of his own will.
Next, the patrol team searched the entire mausoleum area.
After confirming that there were no ghostly creatures hiding, everyone left.
Unconsciously, dark clouds quietly covered the moon in the sky. The whistling wind blew the leaves, making a rustling sound.
The wind suddenly started to blow.
Deep in the jungle, in the pitch-black darkness.
Ye Nuan led the group of people fleeing famine and moved forward with difficulty. Finally, they were away from the stinking air, and everyone took a deep breath without any prior agreement.
"There should be a lot of corpses on that mountain." The demi-human with a keen sense of smell whispered.
"Don't be curious, it has nothing to do with us." Ye Nuan looked at the crowd behind him.
Maybe no one was left behind. Even if someone was left behind, it would be impossible to go back and find them.
She glanced into the distance, her expression slightly changing: "Go! Don't stop!"
Ye Nuan turned around as if escaping, cold sweat breaking out on his back.
Knowing too much is sometimes not necessarily a good thing.
A transparent silhouette tens of meters high slowly took steps.
Ye Nuan's eyes began to tear up, and her sense of direction, which she was so proud of, began to blur.
Damn it!
Such a huge aggregate is simply counterintuitive.
How much regret is needed to achieve this level of integration? "Leader, is there light behind us?" the demi-human companion reminded.
The suspended phosphorescent flames of various colors quickly approached the fleeing team. There were three colors: green, blue, and red. Accompanied by the screams of evil spirits.
"Don't look, just follow me closely." Ye Nuan held a leaf under her lips.
The taste was extremely bitter, but it lifted my spirits and made my sense of direction clear again.
The chase between the two sides continued until dawn.
The sun rises from the horizon.
More and more light shines through the gaps between the leaves and falls on the land in the forest.
Everyone was exhausted.
Ye Nuan confirmed again and again that they had gone far away and began to count the number of people.
No one was left behind, but why was there one more person? The night elf girl was horrified.
It was a sunny day with a cloudless blue sky.
The world seems peaceful.
The dark scavenger bird flapped its wings and gently landed on the rotten gallows. It looked down at the humans on the hillside and leisurely combed its feathers.
The skeleton swaying in the wind was already broken and without a trace of flesh and blood, but it still could not break free from the ropes.
Among the woods of the nameless hill, beneath the knee-high weeds, lies an unspeakable truth.
The horror of the past has not been completely covered up by time.
The workers who were pulling the carts and transporting the bodies up the mountain felt inexplicably horrified. It was broad daylight, the sun was so glaring, but they didn't feel safe at all.
In the empty jungle, there seemed to be countless invisible eyes, staring at me with malicious intent.
There was no one to talk to around me, but my head was extremely noisy and I felt groggy.
"Go away and don't look around. Do you want to die?" The black-robed man wearing a bird-beak mask shouted harshly.
Recently, a large-scale riot broke out in the territory. Earl Dana personally sent troops to suppress the rioters, implicated many people.
The apparent number reported is only three thousand, but the actual number may be more than double.
Count Dina ordered the bodies of the rebels to be transported to this mountain and buried or discarded.
Hundreds or even thousands of bodies are transported every day.
This is a considerable amount of work. Although they don't understand why all the trouble is needed, the subordinates have long been accustomed to following the lord's orders unconditionally.
The woman with indifferent eyes looked about 70% similar to Duke Dafen. After all, as sisters with the same father and mother, their mean faces were almost identical.
The difference is that Dafen is more human and often expresses her emotions, while Dana is not like that and her expression shows no emotion at all.
Even though thousands of lives were lost before his eyes, he remained unmoved.
A group of refugees, their eyes covered with black cloth, were driven to the execution platform by the guards.
"You have abandoned your homeland and disregarded the Principality's ban. I will sentence you to death according to the law."
Before he finished speaking, the ropes began to tighten. The man who wanted to curse could not make any sound. Soon his limbs gradually became stiff.
Hanging is too inefficient.
But it is a means of restriction for the principality to prevent cruel lords from killing people.
Who would have thought that there were sixteen gallows placed in this open space, and executions were carried out non-stop.
Standing in the scorching sun, Dana did not feel tired, and read out the crimes of the refugees again and again indifferently. Abandoning farmland and fleeing famine is a serious crime in any country.
Therefore, no moralists will say anything when the whole group is killed.
However, his reputation for cold-blooded brutality continued to spread and gradually became notorious.
Dana didn't care at all. In her territory, there was no such thing as forgiveness. Once someone committed a crime, they would be severely punished.
Of course, the handling results are still within the framework of the laws of the principality, so the basic order of the territory can be maintained.
For example, the former warrior captain Aka, because he was a limit breaker, the maximum punishment was to exile his entire family.
"Lady Dana, someone passed by us last night." The black-robed man with an eagle-beak mask said, half-kneeling on one knee.
"Catch them."
The sound was without any emotional ups and downs, but filled with an indescribable magic.
She didn't even turn her head, just stared at the figure struggling on the noose.
"Yes!" The man in black robe retreated tremblingly.
Whenever she got close to Count Dana, she instinctively felt fear and the inability to disobey.
That kind of spiritual power, as vast as the abyss, is far beyond the imagination of ordinary spellcasters.
It even subtly affects reality!
Most people in the school believe that Count Dana’s strength has surpassed Duke Dafen.
He is the strongest person in the Principality of Xien!
(End of this chapter)
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