Three hours later, the fire gradually died out.
In front of the smoking black ruins, a hunched figure in a tattered black robe stood silently, with a hood covering his head and a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of bloodshot eyes, with a crazy and ferocious look. A right hand that was as skinny as a chicken claw tightly grasped a bone staff, with blue veins bulging and trembling slightly.
He was extremely angry.
"Ah..."
A series of beast-like roars, invisible power spread, and the surrounding woods rustled, as if trembling in fear!
There were more than a dozen corpses near the hut, with faint light energy remaining. He seemed to be lost in thought, then turned around, raised his hands high, and a series of obscure and difficult spells sounded, containing magical sounds, coming from the distant horizon, and seemed to linger in his ears.
The spell stopped abruptly, and the bone staff knocked on the ground.
Invisible energy spread out, and the snow on the pine trees was hit and fell off, and snowflakes were flying in the woods.
Bang!
Suddenly, an arm stretched out from the tree.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The big trees nearby were torn apart by the huge force.
There were zombies hidden in each tree, one or two... there were hundreds of them. Each zombie was wearing neat armor, stiff but not slow. After being awakened by the spell, they all gathered together and lined up neatly.
The mysterious warlock turned around, and a cold wind blew in his face, and the black tattered cloak rustled.
This skinny body, like straw in the wind, could fall at any time, but it was filled with a strong breath of death, like the king of the dead demons who was high above, looking down on the living demons and looking down on everything.
The zombies followed closely behind with mechanical steps, and finally disappeared into the depths of the dense forest with the mysterious warlock.
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Baisong Town.
Oscar returned safely.
Wang Jian let out a long sigh of relief and said, "My ancestor, you are a noble appointed by the lord himself! If you run to the wild and take risks, if something happens, my term as mayor will be over!"
Oscar is the only noble in the town, so he is protected by the local government. Although he has no real power, if there is anything wrong, Wang Jian's official hat will be affected. Although he doesn't care about Oscar's life or death, he should always care about his future!
Oscar asked Wang Jian, "Have you sent someone to investigate? How is the situation?"
"To be honest, I sent out an investigation team, but we lost contact!"
"Missing?"
Wang Jian frowned and said angrily, "If the investigation team was killed inexplicably, this mayor would not be able to escape responsibility, and Baicheng would most likely punish them! Fortunately, you and One-Eye brought back clues, otherwise this mayor would still be kept in the dark! Such a vicious and evil warlock appeared in the town, I will definitely not forgive him!"
The investigation team did not come back, most of them were in danger, Wang Jian only cared about his official hat and wanted to find a way to remedy his mistakes.
No wonder Oscar did not meet the other party. When searching the cabin, the death warlock was probably dealing with the regular army investigation team of Baisong Town. Oscar was lucky to come back alive.
One person can deal with a search team?
This person is so powerful!
Oscar solemnly instructed: "This matter is of great importance, and must be taken seriously!"
Wang Jian patted his chest and said: "I have sent out 1,000 soldiers to form a large search team!"
"Stupid, this is too risky!" Oscar said angrily: "You should confirm the identity of the other party first, and then search and arrest!"
Wang Jian was a little dissatisfied with Oscar's words, and said nonchalantly: "You are too cautious, I think it is completely unnecessary! This is a large search team composed of 1,000 people. A warlock with strong magic power, what can it do? Don't worry, when I kill him, Baicheng will reward me, and you will not be left out!"
"Withdraw the army immediately, the death warlock is different from the ordinary warlock!"
"The search team has been dispatched, and it is too late to withdraw. Don't worry, I promise that nothing will happen!" Wang Jian was a little impatient with Oscar's nagging, and didn't like others to dictate his decisions. He continued, "I will also conduct door-to-door inspections in the town, and all suspicious people will be arrested."
"Okay." Oscar had no choice but to deal with the incompetent mayor: "If you have any news, please tell me immediately."
"You guys, protect Oscar!"
"Yes!"
Wang Jian left with a few soldiers.
Oscar returned to the room and immediately carefully checked the warlock's research notes. Except for a fatal mistake in the control part, the rest was quite in place. It is not easy for a person to achieve this level purely by exploration and research without any previous information and knowledge.
He is a genius of his generation!
Unfortunately, he went astray!
Oscar sorted out his research notes and put them aside, and began to read other materials. There were several newspapers, one of which was very new. One of the important news was circled in blood-red ink-"Oscar from Baisong Town found the basic law of light energy and made outstanding contributions to the opening of the new road!"
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Oscar's name.
It was even smeared several times, and even the paper was punctured!
Oscar raised his eyebrows, "Even this guy is paying attention to me?"
Sure enough, being too prominent will cause trouble!
Oscar threw away the newspaper, moved a thick stack of books over, and began to read them one by one. The most important thing was to find the person. This kind of person who lost his moral bottom line and began to capture innocent civilians alive and refine their corpses was definitely a madman. He could do anything.
Oscar had already offended him!
This kind of person would definitely take revenge, and now we must race against time!
Oscar patiently checked the books one by one, and a thick book with a black cowhide cover caught his attention. This was not a print, but a handwritten book. Oscar opened the first page, and the yellowed parchment appeared in front of him, and lines of neat and tidy handwriting came into view.
He was refreshed.
This is a diary.
Oscar started reading from the first page.
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July 1, 998 in the new calendar
Beautiful snow-capped mountains, beautiful pine forests, beautiful towns!
I am back here again.
In the past ten years since I left my hometown, I have gained a lot and lost a lot, but I think I have lost more in the end. Because I am no longer the person I once was. My friends, the people I love, my father, and my mother can no longer accept me.
I haven't seen them for many years. How are they doing?
I often ask myself, is it worth it?
There is no answer.
I chose this path, knowing that it is wrong, but I will go on without hesitation, because there is really no way out.
Even so, I have never regretted it. The art of the way is my lifelong pursuit, and I will not give it up for anything. I think that when the time is right, I will dedicate all my research to the lord and build a powerful army for him. In this way, I will be remembered by the people of the north forever.
If I can't appear in life, I will live in history!
Let people remember me forever!
...
July 2, 996 in the new calendar
Pain!
Despair!
I secretly returned home and found that my mother had passed away, and my father was addicted to alcohol all day long.
Although my heart was broken, I didn't dare to show up, because my appearance would scare him. I should be a perfect and excellent son. Perhaps the fact that my son has already died is more acceptable.
I stuffed a gold coin through the crack of the door, hoping that my father can live a better life.
Please forgive my unfilial behavior!
I couldn't help but go to find her.
She appeared, she was still as beautiful as before. I stood in the corner, hoping that she would look at me. She did see me, but her eyes were full of disgust, and then... it was a passing by that made me heartbroken.
You must think I'm a stinky beggar? !
What a irony!
Why is this happening?
You belong to me!
...
The oil lamp on the table was flickering.
Oscar read one diary after another, and saw a vivid figure in the diary, arrogant and proud, obsessed with magic, but accidentally went astray. The once handsome and sunny young man became neither human nor ghost, dealing with dead bodies and rotten meat all day long, living deep in the mountains and forests, dark and desolate.
The diary is not frequent, with an average of one every two weeks.
Except for a few psychological activities, most of them are summarizing experiments and magic knowledge.
This magician has a very strong power, mainly relying on digging graves and stealing corpses for experiments, and has never used living people.
This person's mind began to change, starting with one thing.
That happened after 6 years of seclusion.
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April 2, 1002 in the new calendar, heavy rain
My father died of alcoholism.
I wanted to save him, but it was too late.
Since I lost her, it has been 18 years since I cried for the first time.
I am angry, I am angry, why is God unfair to me!
Unwilling!
I really am unwilling!
Since there is no way to enjoy everything fresh, why don't I get eternity in death?
When this thought came up, I could no longer stop it.
I dug out my father's body overnight.
As long as it is made into a zombie.
We can be together forever, no one can deprive us, no one can separate us!
Father, I want to make you immortal!
Please be with me!
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April 16, 1002, New Calendar, cloudy.
Done!
Finally done!
Father is back!
I have my father again!
I don't have to be afraid anymore, I can talk to him, I can hug him, I have no scruples. I know that everyone in this world will hate me, abandon me, betray me, but he won't, yes, I have my home again.
Father will always be with me, even God can't take him away!
So wonderful!
I like this feeling!
………
Oscar felt creepy... He actually made his dead father into a zombie!
This is a crucial turning point.
In two months.
The warlock's psychological activities became more and more twisted and more and more morbid.
Finally, he could no longer suppress the evil in his heart and was no longer satisfied with the cold corpse in the grave. He even pretended to live in a village and began to observe the world of living people. When he was completely familiar with them, he would kill them, refine them into zombies, and even give them names, so as to give them a sense of reality and existence.
He used this method to fill the emptiness and loneliness of his inner demons and satisfy his almost perverted spiritual desires.
So far, he has completely fallen.
He became a selfish, evil and cruel death warlock.
Paper cannot cover fire.
This person has lived in seclusion in the wilderness outside the town for 6 years. He has as many as 1,200 zombies. It is impossible that there is no trace left. Someone began to notice his existence, and this person came to the door.
Oscar turned to a diary.
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August 11, 1002 in the new calendar, cloudy day.
Someone came to visit. It has been 18 years. For 18 years, I have been hiding my identity and living alone in the wilderness. There are still people who remember me. Perhaps, I should kill him. Because my intuition told me that this was a very cunning person. I don't like dealing with cunning people. Years of seclusion have taught me a truth: cold zombies are always more reliable than living people.
This person is willing to provide a lot of money, corpses, and equipment!
This is something I can't refuse. I need a lot of money to buy expensive instruments, I need a lot of corpses to complete the great experiment, and I need equipment to arm my partners.
Therefore, I didn't kill him.
I accepted his sponsorship.
But I will pay attention to him. If I find any conspiracy, he will know how powerful I am!
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August 29, 1002, New Calendar, Rain.
This guy really didn't disappoint me. He got 100 corpses of half-orcs, which are still fresh. I like half-orcs. They have well-developed muscles, hard bones, and strong physiques. This natural highland warrior will be made into a zombie. I am excited to think about it!
This guy also got 500 sets of armor to arm my army.
He said, this is just the beginning.
I am looking forward to it even more.
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November 5, 1002, New Calendar, cloudy.
Orcs are several times more difficult than humans.
I succeeded.
The first batch of Orc zombies is completed!
Put on heavy armor, pick up the giant hammer, lift the shield... Look, how majestic!
I am intoxicated!
What a perfect work of art!
I can't wait to test their power!
My army is getting stronger and stronger, and sometimes I can't help but think that I have such a powerful force, and this power should not be buried forever.
Maybe, I should get more.
I have power!
I have an army!
Who can stop me in Baisong Town?
I want to get back everything I lost!
But can I really do it?
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January 3, 1003, New Calendar, heavy snow.
That guy sent another batch of corpses.
He has been helping me for free and never asked for anything, which always confused me, so I decided to ask clearly.
We talked all night.
He talked about old times with me.
Talked about my beloved.
She should have belonged to me, we were already engaged, but that despicable guy cheated her body and took away my beloved. They caused me to run away from home and become what I am today, and they should take full responsibility!
Although 18 years have passed.
The hatred and anger in my heart grew like weeds and never stopped!
I can't watch them happy anymore!
I want revenge!
I want them to pay the price!
This guy hinted to me that with my strength and power, I can return to Baisong Town in glory, and all my belongings will be gone.
I got everything that belonged to me or didn't belong to me.
I was really moved.
Although I had my father and we got along well, I lacked a lover, friends, and neighbors.
I longed to return to Baisong Town. I wanted to turn the whole town into my kingdom. I wanted to grant immortality to everyone. Then, I could walk on the street openly like I did 18 years ago, without disguise or hiding.
There would be no more strange looks.
Everyone would accept me as before.
This made my blood boil!
Yes!
This is what I need!