The silence is like a suppressed time bomb.

Six or seven incomplete frost dragons on the ground were lying on the ground, some were still spasming, and some had not recovered... Listening to the narratives of these humans, the land of Gru, which was frozen into an ice field, was emitting a cold like an iceberg.

Leren and Alice clenched their hands and looked at the Sanctuary from time to time.

Although they were unwilling to believe everything they heard, the frost dragons in front of them and the silenced sacred capital all expressed what these people who had just escaped from death...

The cardinal was speaking.

In order to escape, the python robe symbolizing identity has been taken off in chaos. Because the undead is born to hate the light, they clergy seem to like being "fed by" the undead very much.

Mason is one of the few survivors who have witnessed it with their own eyes. When Arthas rushed into the cathedral, Mason, like an ordinary believer, held his hands together and prayed devoutly to the goddess - after all, it was the prayer presided over by the pope himself, and it was impossible to fool him without making any gestures.

"... Then His Majesty the Pope fell like this... These frost dragons rushed out from behind the demon, as if the passage was opened..."

Mason was wearing a piece of animal skin and holding Leren in his hand for the hot coffee he had made.

After experiencing a freezing spurt, even the most powerful monster in the system could not bear it. If you don’t keep him warm and maintain your body temperature quickly, everything that happened in the Holy Capital will be buried in history forever with the invasion of the undead army. Even so, Mason still said intermittently.

The scene that happened in the cathedral is like an unforgettable nightmare for anyone.

Listening to the narrative, Alice sobbed and covered her mouth, and her body trembled slightly. Although she had tried her best to restrain herself, she still couldn't hide it. Leren grabbed Alice's hand and pulled her into her arms. The two women hugged each other tightly, very hard.

"... Then I escaped. I didn't see the others. I guess they were dead..." Mason was already trembling in the end. I guess the changes in the Holy Capital were quite exciting for him. Even the cardinal who was in a high position was a little difficult to accept. After all, the Holy Capital, which has always been regarded as the capital of faith, would be occupied by the undead. If this spread, it would probably make people laugh.

But this seemingly impossible thing has happened...

The sacred capital, which has become like an ice cave, is far away from home, suppressed under the dim dark clouds and becomes deeper and deeper.

The Otabo nodded to the two ladies, which made the last glimmer of hope of Lelen and Alice also break.

"We just came back, and there were no one in the Holy Capital, and there were undead everywhere. Three or four frost dragons flew in the sky, for fear that they would be discovered by those frost dragons. We didn't get too close. We happened to meet these people on the road, so we brought them back." Da Taibao said what he had just passed.

"Is that person really Roger?" Alice struggled out of Leren's arms and asked with tears on her face.

Leren subconsciously shook his head, wanted to speak, but swallowed it back into his stomach.

——You will kill your most respected elder with your own hands. The curse of this sentence has always made the two girls dare not forget, and Old John was stabbed to the ground with a sword in public. This curse made the hearts of Lelen and Alice suddenly rise to their throats. No one dared to say that sentence, after all, this matter is really hard to accept!

"Did you see Everson and Edward?" Tam blinked his eyes and looked down at Mason. "It's also a giant. Just like us, the two guys who are with your Son!"

Speaking of this, Leren also reacted.

Mason seemed to have forgotten Everson and Edward in his words. As early as when he left the fortress, Leren specifically advised them to follow Yang Dashuan in an endless manner. Yang Dashuan is a stubborn temper and is not hard. Although they may not be able to stop anything before the conflict, at least they will not let Lao Yang suffer. Although there are not many people who can make Yang Dashuan suffer so far...

It was obvious that Mason was already unconscious now, and it was not so easy to ask something, so it was not so easy to come. Leren couldn't help but turn his attention to these surrounded frost dragons.

Tam twisted his neck, and a burst of bean-like explosions came from his body. He took a fancy to the largest of the group of frost dragons, walked over with his fists and grinned.

Chris Odin was punched by Tam in the nose, and a crisp sound of bone shattering came, and Chris Odin subconsciously covered his face.

When the undead's strength has advanced to a certain level, their bodies have a sense of touch.

This is obviously not something worth boasting about for high-level undead, because after having a touch, they can also feel pain like ordinary creatures.

After being fucked like this, Chris Odin's body immediately curled up in pain. A large piece of it broke on the protruding mouth, with a clear fist mark. Tam choked his neck, lifted his head, and swept it over again. Even if the bones of the high-level undead were tempered countless times, they could not withstand such violent slaps.

Chris Odin's company suddenly seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and it sunk down, directly breaking half of its upper jaw. The eyebrow socket also cracked, and the entire skull could not see any complete place.

"Let me do it!" Several swamp giants rushed up, but were pushed away by Tam.

Looking at the other frost dragons, they had already been caught by several dwarves Du Yijia, who had transformed into the king of hills. These dwarves were quite tough. They strided forward to the trembling frost dragon, and unceremoniously pulled out the axe hammer that was separated. They snatched the frost dragon's neck, and their wide palms were pulled over as if they were pulling a chicken.

Then he knocked his knees to his life and the frost dragon that was still struggling suddenly became faint and soft. Then he dragged along the ground and pulled it to everyone's eyes with a series of scratches on the ice.

Some frost dragons timidly raised their snake-like neck to see what the dwarf wanted to do, but they were stared at Tam's gaze and then retreated involuntarily.

These guys' eyes are sharper than blades!

"I will ask you damn undead on behalf of our wife. You can choose to answer, and of course you can choose to remain silent!" Tam rolled his eyes at the frost dragons that had shrunk into a ball, and his tone was extremely disdainful. "Of course, if you are satisfied, our wife might let you live a life!"

For the Frost Dragon, this is an insult to them.

But facing the eyes of Tam's patrol, all the frost dragons that touched Tam's eyes couldn't help but shrink their necks. No one dared to refute that no matter which world is in, only those with big fists can speak loudly!

"But, if you are not satisfied with your answer, then don't blame us for being ruthless!" Tam smiled sinisterly and nodded to the dwarf behind him.

The dwarf dragged the bloated body of the frost dragon just now and threw it in front of the timid frost dragons. Duijia was not vague when the dwarf started to attack, pressing his neck and knocking it down with an axe.

The skull suddenly shattered, and the soul fire splashed out and was held in his hand by Tam and threw it into a special container.

Many frost dragons twisted their heads and dared not watch this scene. Although they were used to death in the undead plane, when death was so close to him, they could not suppress the tremor in their hearts. After watching this scene, Chris Odin felt that his whole body was numb.

"Did you hear it?"

Tam kicked the frost dragon with only half of his brain away, and the body that had lost its soul fire was shattered in the air, as if a bone rain hit the frost dragons.

The frost dragons nodded in fear.

"Very good!" Tam nodded with satisfaction, shook off Chris Odin in his hand. He glanced at the frost dragons in front of him, his eyes like an eagle in the clouds looking at the ants on the ground. "Answer my first question, have you seen my master? Arthas Roger? Peter?"
Chapter completed!