Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 897: 879 Undead Settlement (3000)

Chapter 897 879. Undead Settlement (3000)

Riding a unicorn and carrying a flannel ball, Lan En once again came to the outside world of the Netherworld Church.

This time they didn't have to worry about the speed of the convoy, so the Kirin's body was filled with lightning, and then they could easily climb over the valleys and highlands.

Lan En slightly pulled the Qilin's mane, causing it to pause as it ran happily.

This is already on the top of a hill near the Yousui Church.

In the distance is the spire of the magnificent Gothic church, and looking down from the top of the mountain, wandering souls are wandering shoulder to shoulder on the road.

They gasped like they were dying from their dry throats.

The body is like skin and bones due to the loss of humanity in the soul.

Even some hunting dogs and domestic dogs have changed due to the decline of the initial fire.

The unicorn’s gray horn pierced her waist.

Lan En sat on Qilin's back and watched indifferently as the woman who was stabbed in the waist crawled on the ground, twitched, and finally became motionless.

“Eldridge is not a salaryman who is famous for fighting and becoming a hero. He just ‘can eat’.”

Then he lowered his head and pushed it forward, making a "puff" sound.

Even with Lan En on his back, Qilin's speed is far beyond what ordinary people can keep up with.

There is no doubt that this is a profound believer.

The swarm of insects seems to be carnivorous bugs, and their feeding efficiency is extremely high.

This [miracle] seems to be a story that tells those feelings.

After Lan En flipped through a few pages with a sheathed sword, he was no longer interested in the book.

These preachers came out to preach with only very basic Youshu stories, which were very superficial compared with the books recommended to them by Macdonald in the Youshu church.

When Lan En saw her, she was doing something very cruel.

The First Fire affects all life in the age of fire.

Then he got off his horse, kicked her body away, and fiddled with the scripture with the sheathed Arondette.

The plump woman seemed to like the scene in front of her very much. After wielding the insect swarm, she almost couldn't help but let out a cheerful laugh.

After a few light circles, it touched the back of this plump woman.

“After being seriously injured by you, he didn’t even have the intention of gathering his subordinates while escaping. It can be called a model of retreat without looking back.”

But along the way, he accidentally met a strange person.

It was just like the darkness that seeped into his own body after seeing Eldridge's true nature.

As expected, the stories described above are all about deep and profound stories.

Lan En dealt with her easily.

The man was fat, wearing a lady's wide-brimmed hat, holding a heavy scripture in one hand, and a terrifying long mace in the other.

With a snap of his fingers, the flames caused by the [Igni Seal] began to burn on the heavy scripture.

In other words, Qilin solved her.

A swarm of insects flew to the wandering soul and gnawed a big hole in the skinny body almost in the blink of an eye!

He should be a missionary sent by the Yousui Church to spread the faith during the time when he was studying.

Qilin's leg power provides extraordinary movement speed. The last time they went to the Netherworld Church, they had to spend the next night in the wild.

Take one person, one horse and one cat up.

“Tsk, who do you think studied this?”

Lan En kicked the elevator pole with his toes curiously, and looked at the velvet ball curiously.

This unknown elevator was stable and fast. It took them to the middle floor in a short time and stopped automatically.

There were many lit candles in this room, and the candles were piled in a large pile on the ground in the corner.

Looks a little bright and warm.

After walking out of this room, there is an undead settlement.

Under the "bleeding sun", the sky becomes almost dark.

Flocks of crows were circling and calling in the sky.

What attracts so many scavenging birds is this large complex of buildings.

The crooked wooden houses are stacked together, making people wonder how this mechanical structure can stabilize the house and allow people to live inside.

Those rotten wooden plank building materials show that the economic situation here has always been poor.

But this is at most an ordinary scene in a medieval slum.

The only thing that attracts crows is flesh and blood.

The immortal settlement happens to have a lot of flesh and blood gathered together.

This is the ‘primary processing’ site for dealing with undead. Therefore, he is qualified to be directly connected to the bridge entering Lothrik City at the entrance of the village.

In the normal past of the world, they would give those undead people a simple and dignified death in the village, and the process was almost as solemn and rigorous as a ritual.

But as the flames dim now, the forces that keep the world functioning stably reflect on people's hearts.

Coupled with the growing panic and the grim situation caused by more and more undead people, the atmosphere here is definitely not a 'good' one.

Under psychological pressure, the original solemn ceremony is rapidly collapsing.

Just when Lan En walked out of the door and looked up, he saw a large number of wheels on the roofs of the wooden houses.

The villagers of the undead settlement placed the wheels horizontally on the roofs, and the irrational wandering souls were tied to the wheels, allowing crows to peck at them.

The villagers who did this kind of thing. Even if the wandering souls were already similar to zombies, Lan En didn't think their spirits would be very normal anymore.

Compared to people from other worlds like Lan En, whose souls and human nature are significantly different, the state of the First Fire directly affects the spirit and body of ordinary people in this world.

Fortunately, the undead settlement today seems to be barely maintaining some order and has not completely turned into a gathering place for lunatics and wandering souls.

"Hello?"

Lan hesitantly reached out and called to a passing villager.

The villager was holding what looked like a machete used for butchering, with fresh blood dripping from it.

His figure has become somewhat taller and thinner, and the legs of his old linen trousers are even stretched above his ankles. He didn't even have any decent shoes on his feet.

But this height is not out of the normal range. This was one of the reasons why Lan En wanted to come forward and talk.

He turned his head and looked at Lan En with his empty eyes under the tattered straw hat, as if he was checking whether he was a wandering spirit.

But after a slow and stiff look, his struggling mind finally discovered that the person in front of him was plump and strong, with smooth and white skin.

Not to mention compared with the wandering soul who is as withered as dry wood, even when everything is normal, this is the face of an out-and-out nobleman.

So, he took off the tattered straw hat from his head with difficulty and put it on his chest. I still remember basic etiquette.

“Please, please say, sir.”