Apocalyptic Dragonborn Lord

Chapter 258 The Disturbed Dead

After leaving Batesmore, Stannis felt that it was too late to go back to sleep, but when he left the cemetery, he found one of the people he was most afraid of seeing—the black mage Vincent wandering there.

The lord thought about it and decided that it would be better to avoid him, but after he took a detour, he found himself back at the original point, and the guy was still standing there, probably because he cast some confusing spell to trap himself in the here.

Faced with this kind of evil, Stannis had nothing to say, so he could only step forward, pretending to be very surprised, and said to the black mage.

"Boss Vince, long time no see!"

The young man exuding a haze also slowly retracted his gaze, and said to Stannis with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, it's been a long time since you deliberately took a detour to avoid me 10 minutes ago."

Stannis pretended not to understand at all and continued to babble, "Then what are you doing here, enjoying the scenery?"

This dark and gloomy cemetery was just right for the uncomfortable aura emanating from Vincent's whole body, that was incomparable death.

Vincent didn't speak, he just raised his hand and fiddled with it on the ground, then looked at Stannis with great interest.

The lord was taken aback by him, and just as he was about to find an excuse to escape, something horrific happened, because a human hand that had rotted not long ago and was still fresh came out of the ground and grabbed Stannis' ankle.

"Ghost!" Stannis screamed and jumped back desperately. In his fear, his strength was so strong that he directly tore off the dead man's hand, and he couldn't shake it off.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the broken hand climbed out of the grave, and a dead man resurrected by the black mage appeared in front of Stannis.

Seeing his embarrassment, Vincent, the instigator, was very happy. For a black mage of his level, summoning skeletons and zombies is as simple as eating and drinking.

"Why are you doing this!"

Seeing that the other party didn't want his own life, Stannis became even more angry. Why couldn't this old man of the same age as Romon mature?

"I said I would help you, and this is my helping hand." Vincent pointed at the wobbly zombie and said evilly.

"What kind of assistance is this?" Stannis kicked off the severed hand that was still clinging to his ankle, and shook off the black corpse oil on his body. This filthy thing stinks, God knows how to use it Made of oil.

Vincent waved his hand again, and the zombie fell down lifelessly. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and continued, "According to my observation, your current soldiers are less than half of the soldiers on the other side."

"So what?"

"To deal with the army composed of the dead, of course we have to borrow some power from the dead. There are many corpses buried here, and the soil quality is also very good. I can summon a considerable number of undead army for you, at least to give you a little more confidence. Although I, as a black mage, specialize in the death department, but I also know a little about the undead department, and it is not a problem to summon hundreds of dead people."

"How can this be done! This is an act of blasphemy to the dead, I can't do it!" Stannis still has the bottom line as a person, disturbing the dead in the grave is an unacceptable behavior in any world.

"Objection is invalid." Vincent is really used to domineering, "If you don't want to become a dead person lying in the cemetery, you'd better do as I said, if you do anything to hinder my revenge, then Don't blame me for making you join them now."

"It's too much, I'm the leader of the coalition forces! By the way, I want to ask you again about the dead space. Is it okay if I walk in in black armor?"

Vincent stared into his eyes and said without the slightest hesitation, "Are you doubting me?"

"No, no, how dare you?" Stannis waved his hands quickly.

"Better so."

Before he could finish speaking, Vincent turned into a cloud of black smoke and drifted away, leaving only Stannis stunned.

Now he has to solve a very serious problem. If his army finds out that what they are fighting with is dead bones and carrion, their morale will drop to freezing point and they will disperse!

When he was worrying about this matter, he suddenly heard a commotion in the barracks ahead. Could it be that the monsters launched a night attack?
He immediately ran towards the barracks, and found a large group of people in front of his big tent, and the soldiers were all stretching their necks to look inside, as if there were some naked women inside.

Just as Stannis was about to squeeze in, he overheard a soldier wearing a full-face helmet saying: "Things are getting more and more interesting, and this trip is not in vain."

The voice was very neutral, and Stannis didn't remember ever recruiting a sissy into the army!But he can't care so much now, maybe it's a bitch brought by someone else.

"Make way for your commander!" Stannis yelled as he squeezed in, and found a large pool of blood flowing out of the tent. A bad premonition enveloped his heart, and then he opened the tent the curtain, and found the dying Robert lying on the ground.

The sight in front of him made Stannis's legs go limp and he was about to collapse on the ground. Fortunately, Korodov who was on the side quickly supported him.

But Stannis ignored his good intentions, and the defeated lord tried hard to move over, unable to believe what was happening in front of him, he tried not to believe this fact with a desperate smile, "Haha, carrot, don't talk to me Just kidding! Stand up quickly!"

But Robert could no longer answer him. He seemed to have never been injured, and now he was in shock due to excessive blood loss. If it wasn't for Bachelor Romney who tried his best to suppress the wound on his thigh artery with magic, he would have died long ago.

"Your Excellency, please sit down first, I believe that Monk Roma will do his best." Bachelor Romon persuaded from the side.

But Stannis couldn't listen to what he said at all. Suddenly he found Baron covered in blood in the crowd, and then he rushed over like a lion, grabbed the big man by the collar and roared crazily.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on! I didn't just ask you to investigate in the city, how could it be like this!"

If someone hadn't stopped the furious earl, he would have punched the trembling knight to death. Korodov and Zerbotai tried their best to hold Stannis back, and monk Roma cast The magic 'awake' made his mind calm down a little.

(End of this chapter)