Chapter 89 Aunt Angelica (Thanks to book friends for their support)
The hall of the Claude Manor Castle returned to its original state, and the summoned undead dissipated like dust after losing the supply of death energy.
What remains is the real body.
The abomination turned into a hill of corpses, with severed hands and body parts left by black-armored warriors scattered everywhere.
A pit mage was shot in the head, and another lost control of his spell while diving underground and was crushed to pieces.
Miriel knelt on the ground, half of his body was torn apart by corpse flower poisonous vines, and the flesh and blood were turned outwards, and the bones were exposed.
“Is this the power that our ancestors once had?” Milaire vomited blood, but his eyes were shining.
Helot replied: "Yes!"
Mireir raised his head shakingly, looked at Herot with clear eyes, and asked: "The Claude family is about to be revived. "
Helot took a deep breath and replied: "Yes!"
Mirel lowered his head weakly and fell to the ground on his side, with a smile on his face.
Helot, however, did not feel the relief after the war or the joy of victory. He only felt that the pressure on his shoulders became heavier.
He looked at the hall, as if he had seen the family at its peak, when all the family members gathered together, and everyone's face was filled with pride for the surname "Claudel". Then these people disappeared one by one, and the lively hall became deserted and turned into what it is now.
Family rejuvenation is not a slogan.
There are so many things to do!
The door opened, and Breshni dragged Morpheus in and threw him at Herot's feet.
The hamstrings of his feet were severed, and his face was bruised beyond recognition by the ground.
Helot looked at Morpheus condescendingly and asked: "Who in Hog Town sponsored tonight's invasion?"
Morpheus opened his eyes. When they arrived at the dead Mirel, they saw the corpses and body parts lying on the ground. They couldn't help but laugh to themselves and said: "We thought that the Claude family, which has been in decline for hundreds of years, would collapse with just a slight push. We didn't expect you." You still have so much strength hidden.
You have already won... so why kill them all?”
"Because you want to kill everyone first and demolish my ancestral home. When you have this idea, you should think that someone will do the same thing to you.
Say the name, I Let you die quickly. If nothing else...you have to be prepared to be tortured by a necromancer."
Morpheus' face trembled with convulsions. He was not afraid of death, but he would be tortured by a necromancer. In his hands, he will be tortured even to death.
He turned to smile bitterly and said: "Today's events reminded me of what the old captain said to me: Bullying will become a habit, and sooner or later you will bully people you can't afford to offend.
< br>Okay, I say! ”
Morpheus named everyone involved, along with their town offices and home addresses.
Helot took out a notebook and wrote it down, tore off the paper and gave it to Breshni: "Call Maynur and go to the town to clean up these people."
"Yes, Master." Bresini took the paper with both hands, and then said: "Master, when I was chasing this person, I met a strange woman. Her hands and feet were made of metal. This person The one who was stopped by her can still fly, saying that you know her."
Helot knew the identity of the woman and shook his head helplessly and said, "She is one of your own. Let's do it, don't conflict with her."
"I understand, Master!"
Bressini turned and left the hall. Herot said to Firollo: "I go out to meet a person, you don't have to follow me. This person is left to you. Give him a happy life. This is my promise to him."
"I know, master." Firoro pulled out a dagger and walked towards Morpheus expressionlessly: "What I am best at is torturing people. If I can't kill you with one knife, don't cry out in pain! ”
Helot walked out of the manor and came to the woods outside the manor.
When no one was around, a woman in jeans walked out from behind a tree: "Master! Seeing you again, you really surprised me. Tell me about that vampire beauty, you How did you get it? Did you get it on the bed? ”
Helot could not help but sigh when he saw the woman. She was completely different in front of her mother and in front of herself. In the past, she often teased her to the point of blushing.
"Angelica... Aunt!" Herot added the emphasis on aunt and said: "No matter how beautiful the vampire is, there is no charm like you. It is you who have raised my requirements for beauty. Ordinary Beauty doesn't interest me at all."
Angelica laughed out loud at Herot's praise. She stepped forward and hugged Herot: "You disappeared suddenly, and we were all worried about you. , Madam has turned down all her work. You should know that you are everything to her, and any accident to you will make her sad."
"I'm sorry..." Helot gasped: "Angeli. Aunt Ka, you hugged me too tightly."
Angelica let go of Helot and looked at him: "Because I miss you so much! And the charm you exuded tonight made me happy. Some bosses are like the male protagonists in revenge movies...calm, cold-blooded, and hard to control."
Angelica's eyes were as blue as clear sea water, and the rotating machinery in her pupils added a strange charm.
Helot also felt a little superior, and he quickly said: "Where is mother?"
Angelica let Helot go: "Follow me, the lady is right there. "Be a good son and don't make her angry."
Angelica took Helot deep into the woods.
Soon I met Irina.
Several guards in windbreakers stood in the distance, looking around with their backs to the place.
When Angelica saw Irina, her body immediately straightened up, like a soldier who had undergone rigorous training.
She patted Helot on the shoulder for encouragement, and then walked aside.
When Herot saw his mother, he suddenly lost his calmness when fighting and his calmness when killing, like a little mouse after seeing a cat.
He walked up to Irina awkwardly: "Mother, I...I let you down."
Irina looked at Herot and said with suppressed anger: "Disappointed? Do you mean you chose to become a necromancer?"
Helot whispered: "Yes..."
< br>"That did make me very disappointed! Did you see Weston in the family cemetery?"
"No!" Herot remembered his father's warning, never say that he had seen him. he. Herot once again said with certainty: "I have not found my father."
Irina kept staring at Herot, making Herot feel guilty.
After a while, Irina said: "You can't lie to me! Those undead souls of yours must come from the family cemetery. He has recovered the lost power of the family, but you should not be asked to shoulder the responsibility of reviving the Claulund family." It’s a heavy burden. Others can’t demolish the Claude Manor, so I can’t!
I’ll demolish the manor now to see if he can come out to see me!”
(End of this chapter)< br>