Necromancy God of Heroes of Might and Magic

2020-10-31

  Chapter 1559 The Will to Die

Released the curse on his body, Gretel's half foot just stepped in Outside the palace, he saw a scene that shocked him.

A dark red light descended from the sky, and all the undead mage gathered around the palace fell to the ground at the same time, and their bodies twitched unnaturally.

This discovery made Gretel startled immediately. He was acutely aware of the danger, and subconsciously hid in the palace, daring not to take a step outside, let alone look at the source of the red light even if he could. At a glance, it can only be observed secretly.

"What happened?" Grete muttered to himself, realizing that a change that he could not understand was taking place in the entire Shadow City.

In this brief moment, Gretel couldn't help thinking of Rhodes he had met before. Although he didn't understand what Rhodes did, he was afraid that everything had something to do with him.

After the curse was lifted, the only thing Gretel wanted to do was to flee from here quickly. Whether it was an undead mage or anything else, it was not something he could get involved in.

Seeing that all the undead mage fell to the ground, and obvious abnormalities appeared in the crowd, Grete gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and rushed outside the palace, which had an unknown crisis. go out.

There was no strange feeling coming, and Grete was overjoyed. In his line of sight, the undead Mage, who fell first in the distance, stood up with a terrifying appearance, and his pupils had completely turned red.

Feeling the terrifying aura of these undead mage, Gretel wisely avoided approaching them, and tried to move towards a direction with fewer people on the ground.

Not long after running, Grete stumbled on his foot, and the whole person moved straight towards the ground and fell. There was a pain all over his body, especially the stumbled foot.

He turned around in pain and looked around, only to see a purple palm firmly grasping his left ankle, a hideous-looking undead mage lying on the ground, constantly casting force, dragging himself toward the rear.

Grete was accidentally dragged back a bit, and then he felt unbearable severe pain in his calf, and the undead mage had bitten up.

"Let go of me..." Gretel let out a painful whimper. He took out an old dagger from his arms and slashed the face of the undead mage in a panic.

I never thought that Gretel's move not only failed to force the undead mage back, but made him even more bloodthirsty. Also be bitten by this undead mage.

Looking at the undead mage, whose face was covered in blood, unable to tell whether it belonged to either of the two, Gretel felt a strong sense of crisis. In this state, he was more calm, and the distracting thoughts that originally existed in his mind, whether it was pain or fear, were abandoned by him at this time.

Curling his body slightly, holding the dagger backwards, taking advantage of the gap between the undead mage's bite, Gretel directly stabbed it into one of the undead mage's eye sockets.

Grit only felt that his feet were loosened, and the undead mage was in pain, covering his injured eyes in a panic, and had no time to continue to control him, which also gave Gretel a chance to escape.

Looking at the undead mage who was waving his arms indiscriminately behind, Grete was overjoyed, the crisis seemed to be temporarily relieved.

Drawing his aching left leg, Gretel was about to continue fleeing out of the city, but what he saw suddenly made him stop moving.

During the time he was dragged by the undead mage, all the undead mage nearby climbed up from the ground, the same scarlet rays of light flashed in their eyes, and were facing all at the same time. around sniffing something.

Greta secretly swallowed her saliva. He noticed that all the ghastly-looking undead mage in the vicinity, their eyes finally focused on one place, that is, he was just injured and was still flowing out. Bloody left leg.

Grete's body trembled faintly, and a sound from behind also attracted his attention.

Looking back, the undead mage had already pulled out the dagger in his eye socket. Under Grete's gaze, he wiped the blood around the eye socket aside and opened his eyes again.

"This is impossible..." Gretel murmured. The undead mage, who was so seriously injured, recovered within a moment.

Not only that, but after being nourished by the blood, the imposing manner of the undead mage has become more and more improved, and it has reached the point where Gretel is terrified. No matter how Greet opened his eyes, he couldn't see his movements.

"No..." Gretel issued a cry out in surprise, he already felt the coming of death, no matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of this fate, so he had to close his eyes as if appointed.

However, the attack in the premonition did not come. When Gretel opened his eyes again, all the nearby undead mage were kneeling on the ground tremblingly. At the same time, Gretel also felt a familiar feeling. breath.

Looking back, Rhodes' silhouette appeared in Gretel's line of sight.

"You failed." Rhodes' cold words reached Gretel's ears, as if there was no emotion in them.

"I...what's the matter?" Gretel looked at Rhodes with some doubts, and didn't seem to understand what he was saying.

Rhodes shook the head and continued: "I thought you had the potential to become a hero, so I gave you a chance to prove yourself. Unfortunately, you failed completely."

Rhodes shook the head and continued. p>

What caught Gretel's attention was that the powerful undead mage nearby lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at Rhodes at all, which also made Grete realize something.

"When a crisis comes, you may use everything around you to survive. Whether it's a companion or other item, as long as you can survive, you can make good use of it." What, Rhodes continued, "It's a pity that you fail when there is nothing at your disposal that requires you to muster your will against the danger that comes your way."

"Your There is no such strong will as a hero in your heart. Your last choice is to give up like an appointment, and giving up also means death."

Grete's body trembled, he seemed to think Something to say, but Rhodes didn't give him that chance.

"You will not be a vampire, you will be a corpse witch, serving me as an undead creature." With that, flames rose from under Rhodes' feet, his figure disappeared.

Grete, who stayed in place, stared blankly at Rhodes who was far away, and behind him, Mage, the undead who had initially held him, also rushed over again.

(end of this chapter)