With the last undead being blasted into a piece of coke by thunder, the undead in the cemetery was quickly emptied by six people.

The strength of these low-level undead creatures is only ordinary, and it can be said that they have no resistance against the well-prepared elites of the Alien Bureau.

Weakness is a little worrisome...

"I detected a place with extremely strong negative energy, come with me."

Donald controls Sonic Toad and Dragon Head Mole back to the Bone Spirit Tray, leading the team to the problem in the cemetery.

A barren tomb, overgrown with weeds around the tombstone, it is obvious that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

This should have been a desolate and desolate scene, but the few people who had just fought had no intention of feeling the environment at all.

In this era, the most common is still burial. After the corpse is processed, it is placed in a coffin and then buried, and a monument is erected. This one is no exception.

Donald rounded the tombstone, the blue light of the whale oil searchlight shining behind him.

"As expected, it rained some time ago. Although it has been sunny these days, the soil on the surface has been dried, but the soil below still contains moisture. The top layer of soil here is dark, obviously different from the surrounding area. This tomb been moved."

I grabbed a handful of soil and rubbed it in my hand, it felt soft and waxy, obviously with some moisture.

"Want to dig? I didn't bring a shovel."

Burns rolled up his sleeves beside him, and it seemed that he was going to do it.

It's a doer, and Donald likes his teammates.

"No need, Stephanie, isn't there a mole in your strange object? How about letting it try? Maybe it will have a good effect."

Donald looked at Stephanie, who had not yet recovered, and blinked quickly. Although she did not end up in person just now, she also witnessed the whole process.

The dragon-headed mole reappeared, digging at the grave, Donald and the others stood aside, and the soil was flying all over the sky.

The location where the coffin was buried was not too deep, only about two or three meters. Soon a tom tom was heard, which was the claws hitting the wooden board.

Stephanie took back the dragon-headed mole "in time", and Donald stepped forward to observe. Several beams of lights hit the surface of the coffin, and everyone came together.

A faint trace could be seen among the dirt debris, Donald raised his hand and waved, and the invisible servant wiped away the dirt on the plank.

Scarlet Magic Array!

There are also some spar stones that shimmer under the light.

"What kind of magic circle is this? Donald, you are a wizard here, can you understand?"

Horn's long sword stood there, knelt beside him on one knee and asked the situation below. At this moment, his eyes flashed with a light of thought.

Donald noticed that to be the captain, this guy is really not an ordinary person.

With one hand on the ground, he jumped directly into the pit.

"Donald, be careful!"

Stephanie next to her exclaimed, she was afraid that a corpse would suddenly pop out of the coffin.

Donald, who jumped into the pit, swept away the remaining dirt, and pushed the coffin away with his hands. It was empty!

"The corpse in here is gone. Someone transported the corpse away, and carved a... a magic circle that gathers negative energy on the panel."

Donald doesn't have much research on the magic circle, but his spiritual vision can see the attributes of the magic circle, and the magic circle composed of different elements will naturally reflect different colors.

And this one in front of him is gray-black, so you don't need to think about it to know that it is negative energy.

He raised his hand and broke off a spar from the surface of the coffin, and held it in his hand to detect it with mental power.

The feedback is a cold feeling.

"This is a negative energy spar, used to activate the magic circle... What is this, give me some light."

When Donald was moving in the pit, his foot inadvertently stepped on something, asking the person above to move the light to this side, and the thing that was half-buried in the soil when he bent down was pulled out.

"Donald, isn't that what you saw in the car before?"

Stephanie recognized the diamond-shaped wooden cage in Donald's hand at a glance - the devil's cage.

"Yes, the demon cage, how did this thing appear here... I used a lot of strength to pull it out just now. If it was left by the person who dug up the body a few days ago, it should not be the case. , which means that this demon cage is probably what was buried with the coffin... Stephanie, shine the whale oil light on this cage and get closer."

Donald held the demon cage and looked at it. Using the light, he noticed that the material for building the demon cage seemed to be a wooden stick that Lin Zi could pick up at will, but in fact, many special runes were engraved on the inside.

"If something like a demon cage is just an ordinary manufacturing method, it will at most have some psychological effects, but this has obviously crossed the boundary of symbolic meaning."

The runes were carved on this wooden stick and placed on the side of the coffin. Donald didn't believe that there was no special meaning in it.

"Donald, there seems to be a cage to your left."

The upper beam of the mechanical mask Pence was wearing shone into another corner, Donald turned around, and sure enough he found another one and placed it in the two corners of the coffin with the one in his hand.

and many more......

Donald stepped on the coffin and jumped to the other side. Anyway, there was no body in it, so naturally there was no offense to the deceased.

"As expected, the four corners have been deliberately placed on the demon cage, there must be something tricky in it!"

Donald threw the four demon cages on top, and pulled out all the negative energy crystals, completely cutting off the energy supply of the magic circle, and then stepped on the coffin and returned to the ground.

"The undead have been resolved, do you want to investigate the demon cage next?"

Susannah looked at Horn Shelley and asked softly.

"Of course, since this magic circle appears here, it must be portrayed by someone, and there are people behind this incident. Since we have taken over the task, it will naturally have a beginning and an end."

The team of the Alien Investigation Bureau never gave up halfway in the investigation of the case. After the undead creatures are solved, they will leave. If there is a recurrence, they will be punished at that time.

"Not right!"

Donald looked at the fading magic circle and the dissipated negative energy in his spiritual vision, and suddenly said.

Several people around immediately turned their attention to him, and Donald had unknowingly been recognized for his actions along the way.

"There is something wrong with these undead creatures. Now we know that the negative energy condensed by the magic circle on the coffin caused the appearance of undead creatures. This magic circle cannot be formed naturally but someone did it deliberately. He did this. What's the meaning of it?"

Everything happens for a reason.

It's impossible for a dark wizard or something else to go to a small town cemetery to wake up these corpses for no reason.

"In order to kill? So many undead creatures are simply wandering aimlessly. Although they are indeed slowly advancing towards Redcliffe Town, since we received the task and rushed to Redcliffe Town, they died during this period. Except for the few at the beginning, the number of people is no more than 10, and I don't know if you have noticed, these undead creatures are all converted from the corpses in the cemetery, and they use local materials to create a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers. .....for what?"

If you want to find out a thing, you must know what effect it has caused and the motives of the person who made it.

Why create so many undead to spread outside Redcliffe?

Donald looked at the demon cage on the ground, closed his eyes, and his thoughts accelerated at this moment.

All the situations he encountered in the small town of Red Cliff flowed through his mind like a slideshow... The details that he had overlooked emerged one by one.

The undead appeared in groups and slaughtered the surrounding townspeople. Some people in the police station photographed them approaching the town of Hongya. In order to prevent residents from outside the town from being attacked again, the government issued a notice and asked all the outside residents to move to the town. In town...  

"Crap! This is just a pretense, hurry up, go back to Hongya Town, the other party's purpose of creating undead creatures is not to kill people at all, but to drive everyone back to Hongya Town and then... .All at once!"

These undead creatures seem to be numerous, but their combat power is weak.

The reason is very simple, what they want is to be as strong as possible, forcing the Hongya Town Government to make a decision to recall all the outsiders!

"Go back quickly!"

Horn Shelley carried his long sword, and without a word, started running to the place where they tied the horse.

Donald directly took out the horse-calling whistle and summoned the puppet horse he carried with him.

"Mr Campbell, together?"

This time the return aid is likely to face the real enemy. Donald's horse can also bring one person. Naturally, this person can't be Stephanie. Taking her back can't help anything. As for Horn and Burns , Donald believes that their strength should be inferior to Boglo Campbell.

"it is good!"

Boglo did not refuse, jumped on the horse and sat behind Donald.

"We go first, you follow! Drive!"

The palm of the hand patted the top of the clay puppet's head, and the dark green flames rushed out of its eyes immediately, and the four hooves and the horse's tail ignited flames.

Herod~

In the high neighing sound of the horse, the **** warhorse walked along the road, leaving only the burning flames on the ground.

"Why did you choose me?"

On the road ~lightnovelpub.net~ asked Boglow.

"Because I think you are better than them, Mr. Campbell, you have been hiding your strength, right? In the previous battle, you only fought with a bow and crossbow, and did not use your talent at all, but even so, you are still The person with the highest undead kill rate in the team, this time the return trip is very important, what I need is a strong enough teammate, just take it as my selfishness, I don't want to bring a weak person back."

Donald said in a deep voice without looking back, this is his real thought, there is no need to hide it.

"Hmph...you picked the right one, speed up!"

With a cold snort, his eyes flickered, Boglo took out a bottle of homemade poison from his satchel and poured it directly into his mouth.

He's ready for a real fight!

Donald did not see this scene, but consumed his mental power again, and the body of the war horse in **** swelled again, and the speed soared!