"Get out of here quickly. The final aggregation of undead is being nurtured in the narrow room. Even you can't defeat it. Go quickly and find the Zhengshen Church!"

As he spoke, the count and the headless knight walked and fought, and soon disappeared into the white and blood-colored fog.

The giant white cocoon above Midhill Fort was trembling, and the final power of the narrow room was about to appear; although the blood mist that appeared due to the vampire ritual did not spread, the blood color became thicker.

Shade looked at Count Darak's leaving figure and was speechless for a moment.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, and when I looked up, I saw a battle broke out between the unknown undead that looked like flying birds and the magician using magic, and flew further away. However, a piece of black metal fell down.

, lighting up the mountains and forests at night.

In the fog, in the fire, in the smoke of gunpowder, the voice rang in my ears:

[You are not the only good person. Foreigners, don’t think this world is so bad.]

"She" is chuckling:

[In this era, you have left deep memories for many people who have left. They happened to meet you again tonight. It was not an arrangement of fate. Originally, the living could only enter the narrow space when they missed the dead;

Now, the memory of the dead and the living person appear in reality and appear beside you.】

The stranger remained silent and continued walking into the thickening blood mist.
Chapter completed!