The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

"Little Leoric, you're unlucky." The half-skeleton demon held the prince tightly with one hand and lifted him in front of him.

The prince's face was filled with horror. He suddenly knew who this undead ghost was. At the same time, fear instantly crept up his spine. He trembled and said in fear, "Uncle Barak?! Let me go. Your business has nothing to do with me. Please, let me go..."

"Buzz!"

The giant skeleton hand tightly gripped the prince, and blood mist exploded, turning him into "Prince-chan".

The giant skeleton demon supported the ground with both hands, and its lower body and bone wings were growing rapidly.

Not caring at all about the guards who were rolling on the ground in fear, the skeleton demon soared into the sky and flew away from the palace.

The entire palace was plunged into unparalleled chaos, with people crying for help, roaring, and other imperial grandchildren who received the news immediately rushed into the palace with their men to fight...

The Royal Knights and the Holy Knights of the Vatican continued their pursuit in the imperial capital. At this moment, the entire imperial capital seemed to be in complete chaos.

General Julia, who was guarding the city walls of the imperial capital, saw the explosion in the palace. He immediately got out of bed and ordered his troops to rush to the palace for support.

However, just as he had gathered a team of his trusted followers, the bell at the outpost rang.

General Julia discovered with horror in the dim light that in the distance, countless faint ghostly fires seemed to be filled with endless resentment towards the living, heading towards the imperial capital.

The stench of decay could be smelled from dozens of kilometers away.

The undead army is coming!

It happened just when the imperial capital was at its most chaotic!

General Julia struggled to look towards the direction of the palace. He immediately turned around and said, "Everyone, get ready to resist the undead army!"

Not many people responded, and morale was extremely low.

……

"Ugh..." Xue Lufen covered his chest, feeling an indescribable pain.

Tears seemed to be flowing from the corners of her eyes, but when Xue Lufen touched them, his hands were covered in blood.

If there was a mirror at this moment, he might be able to see that blood was slowly oozing around his facial features, which was caused by ruptured capillaries.

"Boy, your physical condition is worse than I thought. You must not use the power of the undead again!" Old Barak's tone in the body sounded very anxious.

Originally, he thought that it would be okay for Xue Falu to use his power a few times, but now it seems that the power of the undead is a taboo that the living cannot touch.

Even though their souls are connected, even though Xue Falun's soul is already "half-undead" in the eyes of the Empire and the Church.

They still know nothing about the price of using this "death" power.

The old undead is still in a "sealed" state at this time, that is, the magic sword.

He was no longer able to use any power directly, otherwise he would have been able to rush out of the cathedral by himself.

He must rely on a carrier who picks up the sword to be able to use the power of his heyday again, that is, the skeleton demon form.

"Now, even you can only use your strength for 3 minutes at most. Otherwise, your organs will fail completely and your soul will become undead. No matter how advanced the medical level in your world is, it will be useless!" The old man continued to persuade earnestly.

"Don't worry, I understand my body better than you do. I just need to stay in the hospital for a few weeks." Xue Lufen wiped the blood off his face.

It seems that the ruptured capillaries are not serious, but the lack of blood supply to the brain is starting to make him drowsy.

Chapter 12 I Won't Help You Anymore

"You...stubborn kid!" The old undead seemed to be shaking with anger.

"Same here, you stubborn old ghost." Xue Lufen had no intention of giving the old undead soul any face.

The two seemed to be caught in a cold war, ignoring each other like two elementary school students, waiting to see who would give up first.

After a long time, when Xue Lufen seemed to have fallen asleep due to exhaustion and the erosion of death energy, the old undead finally couldn't help but speak first.

"Let's go, kid, let's go! Back to your world, I don't want anything anymore. Now I just want to see you and Alola get married and have children in good health..."

After a long time, Xue Falu still did not respond.

"Boy, say something!"

Old Barack finally gave in. He kept muttering to Xue Lufa as if he was putting a loudspeaker next to his ear.

"And the Julia family." Xue Falun said.

"what?"

"In the previous contract, I still have the Julia family to deal with." Xue Falun turned over.

"We went to that damn Julia's house! Now let's get up, go to the cathedral, find Alola, and go home!"

"Go home... Let's go home..."

The old man didn't know why, but he felt a stronger sense of belonging to the modern cottage where he had only stayed for a few days on Blue Star than to the empire where he had lived his entire life.

Perhaps for him, the homestead of Xue Lufen’s hometown is the only home for this old general in another world.

"Lao Deng, actually I have wanted to say this for a long time." Xue Lufen stood up and looked at the skeleton demon in his body seriously.

"Your arrangements have never taken other people into consideration. You have always been self-righteous and stubborn. Just like when you forced your granddaughter to marry me, did you ever ask her what she thought?" Xue Lufeng retorted.

"I'm her grandfather, I..."

"Don't interrupt. She's never even met me, and I only glanced at her briefly. Our worlds are completely different. Maybe the difference between our values ​​is even greater than that between humans and cats."

"Besides, she's the Pope now. She's not just responsible for herself; she has to take care of the lives of nearly ten thousand clergy and hundreds of thousands of believers! If you take her away like this, aren't you forcing her to desert?"

Xue Falun’s words stunned the old undead.

Especially the word "deserter"...

What he hated most was deserters. If Julia hadn't deserted during the battle against the Lich King, he might have been able to completely seal the Lich King...

The word "deserter" made the old ghost feel a pain in his soul like a needle piercing his body.

He just felt like he had become the kind of person he once hated the most, a deserter who could only escape...

No, I was PUA!

The old undead reacted instantly. He looked at Xue Lufen, who was now taking out a small can of drink from the haystack.

The old undead remembered that this was what Xue Falun brought with him before setting off. He said it was for replenishing physical strength. There were also a few small pieces of what were called "earth power frames". I wonder if they were destroyed in the battle.

"No, why is this boiled water tasteless?" Xue Lufen recited the Holy Light Spell in confusion, lowered the power and used it like a hand-rubbed light bulb, then looked at the words on the can.

"Funeral Coke...that's right..." Xue Lufen looked at the blue can, rummaged through his pocket in silence, and the next moment took out a chocolate bar that had been squeezed and deformed.

This is an energy product mixed with chocolate and sugar, so sweet that it hurts your teeth, but Xue's Law is like chewing wax...

"The power of the undead has eroded your nerves, and you have begun to lose your sense of taste." The old undead added.

"Next will be your sense of smell, your hearing, your vision, and finally, even your sense of touch will be stripped away..."

"Become a ghost that can only rely on the soul to perceive, without any feedback."

The old undead sighed. He now thought of the loophole in the words of the inherently evil kid. He himself was from this world and the Pope of the Alola Church. They both had reasons to stay in this world.

So what's your stance, you evil little devil?

Just to avenge this dead soul, do you have to treat your own life like this?

"Clang clang clang!"

The war bells rang throughout the capital, interrupting Xue Luding's argument with the old undead, the clash between the Papacy and the Golden Knights, and the battle for the throne among the nine grandsons of the emperor.

Everyone looked towards the distant city wall in horror.

That is the direction of the city wall defending against the undead, which means that the undead army is coming!

The hoarse crows' cries throughout the imperial capital rang in everyone's ears like a death knell.

No one could believe it, whether it was Pope Alola or the emperor's grandchildren.

It was clearly still hundreds of kilometers away, so why could the undead army reach the imperial capital overnight?

"I'll go and take a look." Xue Lufen squeezed the can in his hand without saying a word and walked towards the direction of the bell.

"Don't get involved in this mess. I said, I..." The old undead wanted to stop him immediately, but he suddenly stopped. He definitely couldn't stop this kid.

Whether it is to kill General Julia or to take a look at the undead army.

The knell of doomsday still echoes over the imperial capital, and the stench of the army of the dead seems to have already covered the entire imperial capital.

"Why?" asked the old undead.

"Hmm?" Xue Lufen tilted his head.

"You have done enough for a dead man like me, why?" The voice of the old undead echoed in his mind.

Xue Falu was parkouring on top of the mud houses while chatting with the old undead: "Because I enjoy it!"

"?"

As Xue Lufen hurried on his way, he told the old ghost the story of General Yue.

"Is General Yue's experience very similar to yours?" Xue Lufeng asked the old ghost.

"In the campus group chat, there was a thread about what people would most want to do if they traveled back to the early Southern Song Dynasty. Do you know how my cyber buddies chose?"

"How did you choose?" the old undead replied in a daze.

"I will crawl all the way to Lin'an and to Wanyan Gou, and I will splatter his blood even if I die!" Xue Lufen showed a kind smile.

"I'd rather die than disgust Wanyan Gou. If I die on the way to kill them, then even death will be worth it." Xue Lufeng laughed, "Similar characters include Yu Shaobao, Gao Changgong, the French peasant girl, and Siegfried from Northern Europe..."

"Even if it's just Cyber ​​Wanyan Gou, the number of deaths every day is enough to circle the Blue Planet tens of thousands of times." Xue Falun said jokingly,

"I've finally had the chance this time. I don't know if this is my only chance in this life... I forgot about it in the middle, but I feel obligated to do so!"

Xue Lufen could already see the city wall in the distance. He stood on top of a flagpole and saw the vast army of undead in the distance.

At this moment, he truly felt what it meant to be vast and boundless.

But in Xue Law's consciousness space, the old ghost obviously did not believe such nonsense.

No lunatic would risk his life to help others just because of some specious meal replacement literature, especially the two of them who are like the "most familiar strangers" at this moment.

As soon as Xue Falu sticks out his butt, old Barack knows what he is talking about.

This kind of nonsense and nonsense just smells like a lie.

"Tsk, I've tried my best to fool you. I didn't directly say 'because I'm a Young Pioneer' or 'don't underestimate the bond between us'. I was just trying to coax you." Xue Lufeng said.

His words made the old ghost so angry that he wanted to pull out his crutch and hit him six times in one second. If the old ghost was still alive, he would have had high blood pressure long ago.

"You are a born evil kid. I won't help you anymore!" said the old undead ghost viciously.

Xue Lufen just smiled and narrated slowly: "When I was a child, a firefighter pulled me out of a forest fire..."

"So, I also think about how to use my life in the most valuable way." He looked up at the sky.

The sunlight at dawn shines through the clouds and quietly crosses the horizon.

Chapter 13 We Will Win! Declaration of Victory Before the Charge

When people from another world curse, it sounds like they are just acting cute.

Xue Falu didn't even intend to quarrel with Lao Deng.

And below, the sparse militiamen holding spears and bows were shaking in their hands.

What will it look like after the number exceeds 10 million?

Sea! An endless sea of ​​corpses!

Anywhere within the sight of the distant field, mountains, plains, farmlands, forests... everything was submerged in the sea of ​​undead, with no end in sight.

Dense and endless.

Even the flying undead, which accounted for less than one percent, blocked out the sky and the sun.

Except for a big mountain not far away, it was densely packed with undead.

"Why don't the undead occupy that mountain?" Xue Lufen pointed to the snow-capped mountain.

"That is the sacred mountain of the empire and the sleeping palace of the sun god in mythology. But in your world, it should be called... a volcano..." explained the old undead.

"Volcano..." Xue Lufen stared at it silently, with a different look flashing in his eyes.

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