Chapter 1518: Pilgrimage

During this period of time, the Necromancer in Diya has been living in panic and fear. The Necromancer, who always brings these emotions to others on weekdays, also tasted the same taste at this moment.
It was not only the failure of the battle, but also a series of serious impacts, but more importantly, the liches that were famous in Diya suddenly disappeared collectively at the same time, and there was no trace of it.
Many well-informed Necromancers have obtained information from Standwick from the Thieves Guild, as well as news that shocked them.
Those liches who have mastered the true meaning of death and have long been immortal have fallen to most of the city of Standwick. Even the surviving liches are nowhere to be seen at this time, and there is no more news, just like them, Diya has been completely abandoned.
At this time, no matter how powerful the Necromancer was, he had to worry about Diya’s future. Without the guard of the Lich, it would be difficult to rely on ordinary Necromancers, even if he mastered more corpses. Other forces contend.
Even those witches who had transformed the most corpse witches during the battle died in the hands of the enemy, and ordinary necromancers would not end well.
Just when all the Necromancers were worried, a special message began to circulate throughout Diya.
The artifact holder who united many liches and launched the battle appeared in Diya's capital, Shadow City. He will serve as the guide for all necromancers and lead Diya to another new height.
The origin of this news is now impossible to find, but it is undoubtedly exciting for all the necromancers who learned the news. For a while, the necromancers could not care about the struggle between each other, and formed a group to march towards the city of shadow.
Among these necromancers, those weak and weak necromancers are the most active. Under the auspices of many powerful necromancers, they have embarked on an irreversible path, accompanied by danger and death, step by step towards The Shadow City moves forward.
Gretel, who was wearing a turban, was also among the necromancers who came. He carried the curse of the cloud of death on his back. Before he really gave up, he would continue to move towards the City of Shadows.
"Damn..." Gret, who was marching, let out an angry growl, the erosion of the cloud of death in his body made him suffer all the time.
"Grete, what's wrong with you?" beside him, a necromancer with the same low strength asked.
In order to get to the Shadow City smoothly, Great chose a more secure way, that is, walking with other people. It happens that there are many low-powered necromancers in the dark city. He wants to take this opportunity to leave the city, Gray I was able to join them.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Great said slowly.
"But you don't seem to be happy at all." The necromancer on the side wondered, "Don't you feel any excitement when thinking that we are about to meet the holder of the legendary artifact? When many liches were silent, his Appearing gives all Necromancers hope, he is like the of Necromancer, we must go to the City of Shadow to see him."
"Maybe..." Greta shook his head. He didn't care about this. What really made him care about was how to survive this journey.
Thinking of this, Grete couldn't help but complain in his heart, the necromancer that he met on the quiet plain. If it weren't for the death cloud in his body, he wouldn't want to go to the Shadow City at all, even if the holder of the artifact was powerful, it had nothing to do with him.
During the conversation between the two, the necromancer who was walking in the front suddenly stopped, and at the same time, a cry came over.
"What happened?" Seeing that there was something abnormal in the front, the necromancers around him were at a loss. Grete quickly stepped forward and asked the necromancer in front of the team.
"It's commanding Matt. He has become a vampire and is constantly attacking his surrounding companions... Damn, he simply led us into the ambush of a group of vampires..."
In front of Grete, a necromancer yelled. Before he could finish his words, several bats pounced on him and began to bite fiercely.
Grete was taken aback, and the worst seemed to have happened. Inside the Necromancer, some of the people who went to the Shadow City with him, somebody started the idea of ​​other companions, hesitating to put everyone to death.
Realizing the situation in front of him, Gretel's legs trembled.
It is different from the feeling when faced with that powerful necromancer not long ago. Because the strength of that necromancer was too strong, Grete could not understand what kind of power he had. Except for the death cloud he finally released, Gray On the contrary, it feels nothing.
But now, when death rushed toward his face, Grete's heart also gave birth to waves of fear. He didn't want to just become an undead creature, he had to go to the Shadow City to find the necromancer to lift the curse on his body.
Looking at the necromancers who were much stronger than him fell one after another, among them there were even formal necromancers that Grete couldn’t imagine. He understood that with his own legs, he couldn’t be chased by bats anyway. Escape, the ending left to him, perhaps only a dead end.
Realizing this, Grete's eyes became serious.
Death can best stimulate human potential. Just like the evaluation given by the necromancer, in the face of impending death, Grete was more calm than usual, and an idea that was impossible to think of normally appeared in his heart.
Seeing his companions die one by one, the bat was about to come to him. Finally, Grete made a decision in his heart.
"Everyone stop."
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Grete said loudly. His shrill voice spread throughout the venue, but no one paid any attention to him.
In this situation, facing the death of his nearby companions one by one, Grete understood that no one would come to save himself, and that he could only rely on himself if he wanted to survive.
"Are you all deaf? Or are you a bunch of fools? Didn't understand my words? I said, everyone stop!"
This time, along with his own words, Gret took the initiative to urge the cloud of death left by the mysterious necromancer inside his body. The next moment, the purest death energy in the world spilled out of his body.
Feeling this death energy, all the creatures nearby showed a look of horror on their faces, trembling and retreating to the back, and no one dared to approach Grete's side.