Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 112: The Resurrection of the Dead! The Headless King - Sangis

Anya returned to the Governor's Mansion.

As usual, she meditated for a while before resting, but for some reason, the magic power in her body that had not changed for a long time suddenly became restless.

"What happened?" Anya looked up in surprise.

Why is the magic power in her body so active tonight, as if it has been awakened by something and is ready to move.

Anya found nothing.

She pondered over it but still could not find the answer. When she looked up at the candlestick in front of her, Anya could not help but reach out and touch it. The candle flame was very warm, and her fingertips felt a little grease, and then she subconsciously looked at the flame.

Suddenly, with her unconscious movement, a flame ignited at her fingertips in the next second.

This scene seemed to frighten her.

Soon, the flame on Anya's fingertips went out, but she quickly reacted, and as she focused her attention, a flame reappeared.

"Can the spell be used?"

Anya's expression was a little bit unbelievable. She turned her head and looked at a belt. Then the next second, the belt flew into her palm automatically like a living snake, and then wrapped around her arm again and again. Finally, as her spell stopped, the living rope returned to normal.

"Something must have happened in Buzz!"

Anya suppressed her excitement and murmured, "Is it because the faith in the gods has revived?"

at the same time.

In the hot spring temple of Bath, Triss, the Raven Queen, who was supported by her maid to go back and rest, also sat down. She specifically asked the maid to lay out a cushion. Just as she was about to take a breath, she soon seemed to realize something.

Oh oh oh!
A strong wind suddenly blew up, and even though the doors and windows on all sides were closed, a whirlwind blew up in the room where the Raven Queen Triss was.

"Magic Wind?"

"Something seems different?"

Triss, the Raven Queen, no longer cared about the slight discomfort in her body. She stood up with a very excited look on her face, and then she hummed something. Suddenly, the brilliance of a bright moon shone through the window onto her palm, and then the moonlight turned into the shape of a bow and arrow.

As the Raven Queen pulled the Moon Bow, a ray of light flashed, and a hole was shot out in the marble pillar in front of her. The power was no less than the wind arrow shot by Duncan using the Bow of Norden.

"My strength? Recovered a little?" the Raven Queen murmured.

A strong wind blew.

The figure of Raven Queen Triss suddenly disappeared from the spot, and a group of crows like black mist appeared in the hall. Then the figure of Raven Queen Triss walked out of the black mist, as if flashing, and appeared directly more than ten meters away.

It has indeed recovered partially, but it is not as strong as its heyday.

Strictly speaking, the strength that Raven Queen Triss recovered is roughly equivalent to the period of Emperor Julian the Apostate, which is about one hundred years.

Now many of her low-level witchcraft can be used normally, but powerful magic is still greatly restricted.

Temple Square.

Duncan was venting his excess energy. The Raven Queen - Triss was just a newbie, novice and playful. Anya was at least the firefighting captain, while the Raven Queen could only add fuel to the fire. Duncan was in a bad mood, so he had to come out and find something to do to exercise his body.

Huh?
Why does it feel a little light?

Duncan lifted a stone pillar weighing hundreds of pounds and prepared to do a hundred squats, then he soon noticed something was wrong.

A bit light and fluffy.

Duncan looked at his palm in confusion, then suddenly let go of one hand, exerting all his strength, his muscles and veins bulging, and with a loud roar, he lifted the stone pillar weighing hundreds of pounds with just one hand.

What the hell!

Is this a breakthrough in power limit?
Duncan tried again, and he found that when he exerted all his strength, he could lift objects weighing thousands of pounds without blushing or breathing heavily. If he squeezed out all his potential, without using the Great Fury, he could probably lift objects weighing about one ton.

Not only has his strength improved, but Duncan's overall physical fitness has also exploded when he is able to lift such heavy objects.

He could easily jump to the second floor from the ground, and crush war horses at will when running wildly. His physical strength and reaction speed had been completely improved. It was difficult for him to grasp how strong he was.

"Someone is coming."

Duncan seemed to have thought of something. He called the guards around him and said in a deep voice, "Go find a bow."

The general's personal guard beside him had a confused expression, but quickly brought a bow.

Duncan casually threw it to one of them. The man's archery skills were decent. He said in a deep voice, "Try to shoot an arrow at me."

The general's guards in front of him looked a little frightened, but since this was the order from the Governor, he could only bite the bullet, put an arrow on the bow and aim at Duncan who was dozens of meters away.

It was getting late at this time.

Fortunately, there was a fire nearby, so the general's guards did not dare to draw the bow fully, but only half-drawn it. The strong bow was quite powerful, and the arrow still flew through the air.

call out!
The sharp arrow broke through the air.

Duncan looked slightly dissatisfied, and instead of drawing out his Oathkeeper, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the incoming arrow.

"Draw your bow at full strength," he said in a deep voice.

The general's guards nearby were shocked, and the archer also gritted his teeth and pulled the bow to its full extent, but he didn't dare to aim at the vital point, and instead missed the target by a little bit.

call out!
The second sharp arrow came.

Duncan still didn't draw his Oathkeeper. He made a move in the darkness, as fast as lightning, and grabbed an arrow in his palm.

The whole square was in an uproar.

"Come again."

"You guys shoot too." Duncan was eager to try.

The bowstring trembled.

Five sharp arrows came flying through the air, and the Oathkeeper on Duncan's waist was finally unsheathed. With a clang and a flash of cold light, all five arrows were blocked and cut down by him.

Is that human being?
Duncan, unfazed, carried the half-ton stone pillar and performed dozens of squats. He didn't even notice the Raven Queen, Triss, in the distance. He then dropped it and headed towards her. Judging by her hurried pace, Triss must have sensed some of the changes in the world. The Battlefield of Sharon.

There have been heavy rains in Gaul recently. In the downpour, a tall figure is hiding under a big tree to avoid the rain. The whole person is soaked and looks quite embarrassed.

Witcher-George.

Since he stopped participating in the disputes within the church, he has traveled throughout Europe, slaying all kinds of supernatural monsters.

Life is okay, but we are a little poor.

The Roman Church was very rich, extremely wealthy, but George didn't want to use their money, so he relied on killing monsters and some extra income to survive. He also had to consider the funds for establishing the Witcher Brotherhood, so he often lived a tight life.

When he first met Duncan, he spent the night in the stable to save on hotel expenses.

Ok?
What smell?
The witcher George, who was resting with his eyes closed in the heavy rain, suddenly opened his eyes. His human eyes instantly turned into vertical dragon eyes, which penetrated the darkness and saw some movements in the distance.

Too many people died in the Battle of Chalons.

The Gaul region was not peaceful during this period. Ghouls appeared from time to time, as well as some other monsters and even the ghosts of those who died unjustly.

Basically nothing during the day.

But if you go near the Chalons battlefield at night, you might encounter something unclean.

In this era, no one would run to the mountains and wilderness in the middle of the night.

A damp, rotten smell wafted over.

The figure of the witcher George flew out and soon approached a river. Under the heavy rain, a hint of blood appeared in the center of the river. Then when he looked up, he saw human heads appearing in the waves on the water.

"Water ghost?!"

"How come there are so many water ghosts all at once?"

The witcher slowly drew out the long sword from behind him and jumped directly into the river. His strong physique made him fearless of the rapids. He fought on the home turf of these water ghosts. In just over ten minutes, he chopped off their heads and climbed ashore from the mudflats.

"I seem to have become stronger?"

Witcher George looked at his palms with a puzzled expression.

In the past, when he encountered water ghosts, he had to put in some effort, but today he killed them all easily as if they were chickens or sheep.

Oh oh oh!
A faint wailing sound was heard.

In the rainstorm, there was a faint rise of water vapor, which then formed a mist. The sound of iron horses and golden swords rang out, a sharp arrow broke through the air, and suddenly the figures of several Hun cavalry emerged from the gray mist.

But they are not living people, but half-real and half-virtual figures like evil spirits.

"In the end what happened?"

"Why do the dead frequently resurrect on the battlefield of Sharon?"

The witcher George's expression gradually became serious. Unlike the water ghosts, these elite Huns who died in battle were stronger. He swung his sword to block the sharp arrows, and the arrows turned into black smoke and dissipated after hitting the ground.

He rushed forward at a rapid speed, accompanied by a flash of cold light.

Rumble!
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and several Hun riders fell off their horses one after another. Amidst the crackling sparks, the rainstorm became more and more frightening. The witcher was soaked all over, and behind him was only the beheaded evil spirit that turned into mist and dissipated.

The surrounding environment seemed to have changed in some way, a bit like being trapped in a ghost wall, with heavy rain and fog overlapping, making it a bit difficult to tell the direction.

Tapping.

There was a sound of heavy horse hooves.

In the core area of the battlefield of the Battle of Chalons, where tens of thousands of people died, a headless figure appeared, his body riddled with arrows, wearing heavy armor and riding a black skeleton warhorse.

——Sanjis (the exiled monarch of Alan) (The Mandate of Heaven has been lost)!

The expression of the witcher George suddenly became very solemn. He slowly grasped the sword with both hands, took a defensive sword stance, and stared at the figure that suddenly appeared in the rainstorm.

So strong!

This is no ordinary ghost.

The war horses galloped wildly.

The headless Sangis seemed like an army of thousands, and behind him appeared the shadow of Alan's elite cavalry charging.

clang!
Exploding sparks.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

A wound appeared on the left shoulder of the witcher George, and blood mixed with heavy rain flowed, and the warhorse under Sangis's crotch let out a mournful cry. The headless king fell to the ground, stood up in an instant, and drew the long sword at his waist.

too strong!
Is this really the kind of ghost that should exist in this era?
Although the demon hunter George had killed so many supernatural monsters, this was the first time he encountered such a powerful ghost, which might even be more powerful than the monster when it was alive.

No.

The weather was against me!

The heavy rain greatly affects visibility, but the enemies are not affected at all.

After some thought, the witcher George suddenly turned around and fled because he saw Sanjis riding another undead horse out of the black fog.

thump.

For the first time in decades, this demon hunter, known as the Saint, fled from the monster and plunged headfirst into the turbulent river.

The war horses neighed.

With a growl full of unwillingness, Sanjis' headless figure slowly disappeared.

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(End of this chapter)