Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

"If that's the case... then come!"

Clementine turned sideways and bent slightly towards Quinn and Gerald, then stretched out her hand slightly towards the fog in front of her. The meaning of her action was self-evident.

If you can do it, go ahead.

Such behavior made Gerald frown, but he did not say anything in rebuttal.

His training as a Paladin prevented him from saying unrealistic things. At the same time, out of responsibility as a teammate, he really wanted to know what Clementine had sensed from the shock just now.

But just as Gerald was about to speak, Quinn slowly stood between the two of them and interrupted Gerald.

"Okay, Clementine, let's stop talking about this. Or tell me what you found out?"

"Is it related to the Death Knight? What should we pay attention to if we go to investigate?"

Quinn asked seriously.

As the captain of the team, although the main purpose of leading the team out this time is to eliminate the promoted Death Knight, if there are other abnormalities on the Katz Plains, he naturally needs to investigate.

After all, the Silian Theocracy itself borders the Katz Plains and is also responsible for weakening the undead here.

In fact, compared to the free city of Vadis, which was built together with the empire, the kingdom, and even the temple, the Slian Theocracy is the nemesis and even the natural enemy of the undead on the Katz Plains.

How could it be more efficient to rely solely on the sweeps of adventurers and a small army than the standardized cleanup of the Holy Book of Sunshine?

Clementine obviously knew this, and she pretended to be a little conflicted while thinking about how to deal with it.

"Ah~, my dear brother, are you sure you want to go over and investigate?"

"According to my analysis, although the direction of the vibration is not far from us, only a few kilometers away, the person who caused this noise is probably not a simple character."

"Hmm~, how should I put it?"

"The vibration just now reminded me of the frost giants I encountered on the road when I passed through the Angelicia Mountains."

Clementine maintained her slightly sharp and weird laughter, and raised her hands high in the air like a female clown in a horror movie, making a very vivid demonstration.

A man jumped from a high altitude and then landed heavily on the ground.

"Look, just like this, a giant over six meters tall jumped off a cliff and landed steadily on the ground, making this much noise."

"Well, there are definitely no frost giants on the Katz Plains, so..."

Clementine couldn't help but smile, and even encouraged it.

"My dear brother, would you like to guess the other party's identity?"

For a moment, Quinn and Gerald fell into silence.

The giants that appeared on the Katze Plains were definitely not living beings, because if they were living beings of this level, the Wind Flower Scripture would definitely tell the Silian Theocracy at the first opportunity, and they would also know these things.

It is now obvious that there is only one possibility for the other party, and that is the undead.

But the giant-level undead...

Although there are bone dragons among the undead, strictly speaking, bone dragons have nothing to do with the dragon clan. Their size is only comparable to that of flying dragons, and they are far inferior to frost dragons.

It was just a pile of undead bones formed into the shape of a dragon.

Therefore, an undead being with the body of a true giant...his power is naturally self-evident.

Clementine took advantage of the moment when Quinn and Gerald looked thoughtful and spoke.

"That's why I was thinking. Undead beings of this level may be very powerful, far beyond what we can deal with, so I suggest it's best to wait."

"Then we can investigate the traces left by the other party and speculate what happened, right?"

Clementine beguiled.

In this way, she could delay time and find out what that guy Bandello was doing later.

Quinn thought about it carefully. This was a very reasonable suggestion and he had no reason to refuse it. Then he looked at Gerald.

The two of them nodded at the same time, and Clementine couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth when she saw this scene, but she quickly suppressed it.

She knew very well that her plan had succeeded.

Just when Clementine couldn't help but hum softly, an accident suddenly happened at this moment.

She looked at her brother who suddenly listened with a serious expression, and then... her brother's expression changed several times in this instant.

Shock, anger, compromise, helplessness.

Clementine could even feel that her brother wanted to look at her, but he held back.

This performance...

Clementine narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart until the moment her brother spoke.

"Clementine, the mission is temporarily over. We have a more important mission to return to the church..."

In an instant, two cold lights appeared, and Gerald swung the giant sword forward without any hesitation, while at the same time using his body to knock Quinn away.

"careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar sounded on the Katz Plain.

And at the same time, on the other side.

Bandero was still struggling desperately in the hands of the Death Giant, but he looked dying, as if he would completely perish in the next moment.

But at this moment, the big hand that was imprisoning him was sending him negative energy at the critical moment.

For a time, he could neither live nor die.

But soon, Bandero saw something else that made her even more desperate.

An azure magic circle unfolded in the house, and a figure she was particularly familiar with slowly walked out of the circle, but this time there were three other figures following him.

Two girls and a Graeme.

He also remembered one of them, who seemed to be the Paladin who held back the Death Knight.

And their arrival here means that the matter with the Death Knight has probably been resolved now.

Bandello chuckled in despair. His body, which had been squeezed into boneless chicken fillets, twisted desperately at this moment, trying to leave, but it was useless just like his previous attempts.

Karl couldn't help but sneer at Bandero when he saw him like this.

"Hey, isn't this the great wizard of the dead who can cast the sixth level?"

"Why aren't you moving now?"

Bandero, who had finally calmed down, chuckled angrily again. His broken body seemed to be driven by anger at this moment, and gained a bit of vitality.

"You...damn...God--!"

He finally managed to say half a sentence, but before he could finish it, the Death Giant's hand tightened again, completely extinguishing the spark of resistance.

"Okay, Mr. Fluder, don't let him die here."

"After all, he is quite useful!"

Karko smiled gently, looking at Bandero with his eyes full of emotion.

Sure enough, a powerful undead being able to appear on the Katz Plains could not be wild.

A third-rank Grand Mage of the Dead might not be a big deal, but a sixth-rank Grand Mage of the Dead is not something that any ordinary force can cultivate.

Is it Zhilanon?

It seems that the probability of my gain this time will not be small.

But then Karko couldn't help but shook his head, laughing at himself for being a little too confident. It was clear that things might not succeed yet, but he was already thinking about what would happen after success.

At this time, Charon also slowly came in front of Karko. A part of Grem's chest slowly rose at this moment, revealing the body of the Orb of Death inside.

When Bandero saw the Orb of Death, his gaze paused, his emotions surged, and he seemed to want to say something.

But at this moment, no one present was interested in listening to him.

Karko slowly took out the Orb of Death, but she did not feel any changes in her body.

"Charon, are you sure you can do this?"

"It's okay, angel."

Charon's confident voice echoed in Karko's mind: "Whoever holds me will strengthen his control over the undead. This effect is partly due to my own ability, and partly due to my assistance."

"Not to mention that you are the apostle of our God, Lord God's Messenger. No undead in this world can resist your call!"

When Karko heard Charon's compliment, he just smiled disapprovingly.

"I hope so."

Then Karl came to Bandero with the instrument in hand and chanted slowly.

"[Magic Ascension, Sixth-Level Undead Control]"

Instantly, endless anger burst out from Bandello's dark eyes, and he even roared out in unwillingness.

"What... do you... think... of me?"

"I absolutely will not..."

In a trance, before he could finish his words, he felt that he had come to another extremely dark space.

A tall figure raised a sickle towards him.

165

Chapter 165: Support, support! (Four thousand one, no compensation today)

There was a flash of silver light, and the curses echoing across the Katz Plains came to an abrupt end.

Bandello's head drooped as if he was dead.

But Karke knew that although the other party was not in a good condition now, he was still alive and well.

But Bandero was fine, but Karl had a headache.

“Hiss, my head feels so swollen!”

Karl frowned and rubbed his temples involuntarily.

Although she did not encounter any obstacles in the process of casting [Sixth-level Undead Summoning], judging from her current feelings, she might need to be cautious even when continuing to cast magic.

Is this the side effect of using summoning magic across levels to control the undead?

Karl couldn't help but adjust his state, and Charon, who was held in her hand, had no energy to speak.

At this time, he also helped Karl to bear a lot of pressure.

Seeing that Karko was gradually recovering, Fluder and Kuirat, who were standing by, hurried over.

"Your Highness, what is the situation?"

"Karlko, does anything feel wrong?"

Fluder and Kuirat both asked in a rush, their emphasis being completely different.

Karko waved his hand indifferently. Although one hand was massaging his temple at this time, the situation was undoubtedly much better.

"It's not that bad, but I feel like a large portion of my concentration capacity is being taken up right now."

As Karko spoke, she shook her head as if she had come out of a daze. She felt as if she was forced to divide her mind, with most of her attention being consumed by one thing.

"Now... there is a high probability that my spellcasting ability has been weakened a bit?"

Carl subconsciously tried to cast magic.

really!

Originally, she could release two magic spells at will, but now it is very difficult to do so.

Moreover, she could feel that as she cast the spell, the control pressure on Charon became much greater, and the vague connection between him and Bandero became a little shaky.

But at the same time, when Kalco stopped casting the spell and no longer wavered in her control, this connection became a mouthpiece for her orders.

For a moment, Karl's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"What's your name?"

"Bandlohaus Lemonkorostanats."

"Are you from Zhilanong?"