"Do you still have tobacco?" A soldier with a repeating rifle lowered his voice and asked his companion.

His comrade shook his head: "It's already finished."

"I don't know when the next batch will arrive... I'm going crazy without tobacco!" The soldier who spoke at the beginning pointed to the outside of the fortification with his chin, "See? So many corpses, so many hands, so Many feet belonged to living people before.�

Before the sun went down, the rebel army launched a fierce attack, attacking all the lines of defense in Valtec City like crazy. Their reckless gesture scared the standing Loen soldiers and servants, and they almost won the victory. In the end, they still failed to break through the key line of defense, leaving behind a large number of corpses, and retreated like a tide.

His comrade-in-arms was silent for a while and said: "Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, we will become like this."

Speaking of this, he looked up at the crimson moon, and said dreamily: "I don't know how Backlund is, I haven't received a letter from home for a long time... I don't know if they have enough food, if they are sick, can they help?" Find a doctor..."

The soldier who wanted to smoke just now was about to swear a bad word, cursing this damn war and this damn enemy, his eyes suddenly became straight, trembling, he raised his right hand, pointed to the front and said: "Live, live, live..."

Soldiers looked over one by one, and saw under the crimson moon, the mutilated corpses left by the rebel army climbed up one after another, staggering and trying to get close to the defense line.

In the distance, a mysterious man was wearing a hood and a black robe embroidered with crimson patterns, standing behind the rebels, with his arms slightly open.

Spirituality is growing rapidly across the battlefield.

Since the deepening of the war, Loen soldiers have seen so many unscientific and unnatural phenomena, so many that they are a little numb, but this scene of fragmented corpses crawling up one after another still shocked them, leaving them horrified and confused. There is a feeling that I will not be spared, and will eventually become a living corpse.

Of course, there is a reason why they were able to maintain their morale and not collapse after seeing so many unscientific and unnatural phenomena.

Just when they felt great fear, bursts of chanting came from behind: "They are naked, have no clothes and food, and have no cover in the cold."

"...

"The night did not give up on them, but gave them favor." (Note 1)

The prayers of divine mercy echoed throughout the defense line, making every soldier's fear dissipate quickly, and his body and mind become peaceful.

Then, some soldiers obeyed the order, moved out the cannonballs covered with silver patterns, adjusted the muzzle, and aimed at the mutilated corpses pouring in from the black.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the flames continued to flash, one after another shells fell on different places on the battlefield, and exploded, exuding a thick darkness.

Those mutilated corpses were either directly destroyed, or fell down powerlessly, and returned to their eternal sleep one after another.

Seeing this, the mysterious man in black robe and hood behind the rebel army raised his arms up, as if he wanted to embrace the crimson moon in the sky.

At this moment, his body suddenly blurred, stained with light red, and turned into a hazy moonlight.

The moonlight shattered in an instant, turned into pieces of red scales, and dissipated in place.

"Moonlight"!

This is the extraordinary ability possessed by the "Crimson Scholar" at Sequence 5 of the "Pharmacist" pathway. For a "Witch King" at Sequence 4, it has almost become instinctive.

And where the "Witch King" was just now, a figure was quickly outlined.

This is a huge rag doll, "it" has blond hair, bright red eyes, and is wearing a black gothic dress engraved with countless mysterious patterns and entangled with evil vines. Its skin does not have the luster that humans should have.

Reinette Tinekerr!

What he summoned with the "Star Rod" was himself in a perfect state.

Of course, what Klein lent to the messenger lady was the real "Star Staff", the "Star Staff" brought from above the gray fog to the real world in advance. JrNovels.com