Maggie secretly thought that if he didn't do well, she would just hand him over to Bella to be tortured. Anyway, he had the protagonist's halo, so he probably wouldn't die and could help buy time.
Although they had figured out many things, Bella herself was a powerful behemoth, and it was impossible for them to defeat her with their combined strength.
If only there were someone with power comparable to the Undead Lord to help me.
But if someone with real ability were with them, things wouldn't be as complicated as they are now.
Maggie was filled with helplessness.
She really didn't want to summon Safa if she wasn't forced to.
It seems I'll have to confront Harlan again tomorrow. Since he dared to come in, he must have some trump cards. Plus, he was the one who dealt with this cemetery of the dead in the original story, so he might have some unexpected effects.
“We have no physical form, and the dead can’t see us. The investigation can actually be left to me and Roy.”
Maggie was a little surprised that the little ghosts offered to help, but she thought they could become perfect scouts.
"Yes, but you must be careful."
Maggie gave him earnest instructions.
"Although most things won't affect you, the Abyss Soul Stone is too polluting, so don't go near it."
Roy nodded obediently, and the little ghost also raised its head smugly, with an expression that said, "I heard you."
"But... come to think of it, the dead don't believe in gods, so why can't they see you either?"
Maggie suddenly discovered a blind spot.
"Pah, pah, pah! The undead are a bunch of forgotten and abandoned creatures, how dare they even look at us!"
Upon hearing this question, the little ghost's head suddenly burst into flames, and it looked extremely angry.
“He’s right, Maggie. The undead represent misfortune and hatred. Elemental spirits disdain to associate with them. They have been unable to see us since the beginning of time.”
Roy echoed his sentiments.
"Hmph, the King of Elements once said that elemental spirits are the noblest beings on the continent of Coral, and we have the right to abandon any race."
The little ghost's face was full of pride when he talked about this.
"So... now none of you can be seen anymore..."
Maggie felt an urge to cover her face.
"Mind your own business! We don't care!"
The little ghost seemed to be provoked by those words, and instantly bristled, his beady eyes turning fierce. However, his short body looked too cute and lacked any intimidating power.
"Okay, okay."
Maggie immediately nodded in agreement, pretending not to notice. She couldn't afford to offend the little ghost now, or she'd be looking for another walking encyclopedia.
only....
She didn't believe the little ghost's words. If they really didn't care, Roy wouldn't have been so excited when he first discovered she could see them.
"Hmph, shallow humans."
The little ghost turned its head to the side, and the puffed-up white cloth swelled up, turning into a chubby version of the little ghost.
Unbeknownst to Maggie, night had already fallen outside, and the gray sky over the cemetery of the dead turned pitch black almost instantly, leaving only the courtyard where they were standing still illuminated.
It's getting dark...
Noticing that it was getting dark outside, Maggie solemnly opened the window. In the distance, she could see a flock of crows circling overhead, emitting hoarse and unpleasant cries that carried an inexplicable sense of fear.
"How about we wait until another day to get angry? The undead are about to come out in large numbers."
Maggie looked at the little ghost floating in the air, softened her tone, adopted a coaxing attitude, and focused the rest of her attention on the view outside the window.
Although she suspected that the dead might have been captured by Bella and used as fertilizer, she couldn't be sure if this conjecture was credible without verification.
The undead appear after nightfall, similar to the habits of vampires.
If she's wrong, and Bella is indeed a pure undead lord, then this courtyard will immediately become a stronghold for vengeful spirits and ghosts, and survival will be her most pressing concern.
"Now place dark symbols at the entrance."
The little ghost also realized that Maggie was about to face a life-or-death crisis, and immediately flew from a distance to Maggie's vicinity and spoke up.
"Yes, it was all arranged a long time ago."
Maggie nodded. She was a student taught by Little Ghost, and her fighting style and thinking were almost identical to his.
Dark Mark is a microscopic magic that can mark every undead that tries to enter the room. It's like a small bomb that will explode on the spot if Maggie has the thought to do it.
Although its power is not strong, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary undead.
Even a mid-level undead can confuse it for a while.
"If a high-level undead appears, remember to use Dark Touch later. Even if you can't kill it, you can use the spell as cover to run to the next room."
The little ghost's suggestion is very reasonable; going to find Harlen is the optimal solution.
A high-ranking paladin who is a hard counter to undead is the most useful person to ask for help.
"....oh."
Maggie remained silent, her gaze fixed on the window. After a long while, she gave a half-hearted reply, seemingly unwilling to ask Harlan for help, but her life was indeed more important.
Time ticked by, and Maggie gripped her staff tightly, trying to keep an eye on the undead rushing in through the door while also keeping an eye on the outside. Her nerves were stretched to the limit, and the few dozen seconds felt like an eternity.
After an unknown amount of time, Maggie finally spotted Bella.
The woman, who had originally appeared gentle and harmless, now exuded a strong aura of death, and held two balls of soul fire in her hands.
She gently crouched down and placed the soul fire in her hand on the flower of the vengeful spirit Saka. The soul fire was quickly consumed, and Maggie could even faintly hear the painful howls of the dead.
Two skeletons lay beside her; clearly, the two wisps of soul fire had been pulled from their broken skulls.
Just as Maggie was feeling relieved that what she was seeing confirmed her idea, Bella's head suddenly turned 180 degrees. Her body didn't move; only her head turned.
Her gaze was fixed on the second floor, her eyes radiating a captivating red light. She stiffly tugged at the corners of her mouth and gave Maggie a smile brimming with malice.
Before Maggie could even draw the curtains, their eyes met.
The overwhelming impact filled Maggie's eyes with horror. She was so frightened that she quickly took a few steps back and fell onto the bed.
Blood rushed to my brain, my heart pounded, my chest heaved, and I gasped for breath.
Only one thought remained in my mind: 'She found me!' 'What do I do?! I'm going to die! I'm definitely going to die!'
In that instant, Maggie couldn't even muster the will to resist; all she felt was fear.
It wasn't until half an hour later that she recovered from Bella's gaze.
Bella hadn't even released the aura of a necromancer lord, yet she had frightened Maggie to such an extent. Only then did Maggie realize that the necromancer lord represented an insurmountable gap for a novice mage like her.
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