Chapter 231 Cemetery Visitors

  【Stone Cemetery】

 Because it deviated from the main urban area and was close to the countryside, although death poured out and enveloped the entire city, it did not affect this place immediately.

Due to the departure of the cemetery manager, Rube, all the gargoyles here have been removed, and the entire cemetery is in a state of no supervision.

at this time,

A gentleman in charge of security in the surrounding neighborhoods came to the cemetery gate in a panic and sought shelter.

His right arm seemed to have been completely withered due to some kind of erosion, like a mummy arm that had been stored for hundreds of years and was finally forcibly pulled out and thrown away by this person because it hindered his own movement.

 The gentleman with a broken arm ran towards the cemetery and shouted for help.

 “Lord Rubeus, help me! My friend has resurrected from the dead plague and is hunting me down...”

 When he came to the cemetery, he found that the door that had been closed all the time was completely open.

Because he was too panicked, he didn't notice that the gargoyle on the porch had disappeared. He just thought it was the cemetery manager who responded to his call for help. As if he saw the dawn, his speed even increased.

But as he ran quickly among the cemeteries, he gradually began to realize that something was wrong.

He had been lucky enough to visit the stone statue cemetery once, and he knew very well that once he stepped into this place, he would feel the gaze from all directions, and the gargoyles living in the darkness could tear the intruder into pieces at any time.

In addition, there is a stone steward in the cemetery who is responsible for guiding the way at all times, and also plays a role in monitoring outsiders.

 But this time there was nothing,

 Empty and silent, as if stepping into an abandoned cemetery.

Just when the man stopped for a moment because of the emptiness of the cemetery, there was a hissing sound from behind him, and a blond woman wearing tattered clothes and covered with holes was chasing after him at a twisted pace.

This blond woman was once his companion, and they even had a certain affection for each other. The two were jointly responsible for the security issues in the neighborhood.

【Half an hour ago】

 Death spread, and the blond woman committed suicide on the spot because she accidentally looked up at the sky.

Less than ten minutes after she died, a large amount of filth poured out of the nearby sewer, and everyone, living or dead, who could move, rushed to the place where the blonde woman died.

At the same time, there was also a dark black liquid-like thread, a substance called "Breath of Death" in the old world. This thing was brought here with the Death Plague Knights - Reaper Rotvis. breath.

 Ordinary people cannot bear it. Only the gentry group can accept such a breath and perform a completely different [resurrection from death].

When the filth in the sewer reshaped the body through the "last breath" exhaled by the blonde woman, the "breath of the death plague" immediately rushed into her body, merging her abilities during life and transforming them into the power of the dead.

The two people were originally about the same level, but after just a few minutes of fighting, the blond woman disabled one of the man's arms, ushering in the current moment of escape.

 “Lina! Linna!”

　　No matter how the man shouted, the blonde woman had no response. The purpose of her existence was to spread death until Levenholm became the capital of the dead.

 There was no other way, the man could only keep running until he came to the manager's stone house.

 “Mr. Rube, please save me!”

 His request was answered,

A sound of footsteps came from inside the stone house, but the person who walked out was not the 'dwarf' in his impression.

Rather, he is a mysterious man wrapped in a black gold-trimmed robe, exuding a strange aura, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

"Mr. Rube has left long ago. This cemetery is temporarily guarded by me. If you want to be protected by me, you need to pay a sufficient amount of 'grapes'."

 “What grapes!?”

The man looked extremely panicked as the footsteps followed him.

 “The only grape that shines and oozes juice in your face.”

This man is not stupid, and he naturally knows what the man in front of him is talking about. Once such an important sensory organ as the eyeball is stripped away, it will be difficult to regenerate and heal unless Zion's top medical skills are used.

 But eyes are nothing in the face of death.

His hands quickly touched his eye sockets. Just as he was about to dig out the so-called grapes, the mysterious man's voice came again: "Keep one for yourself. If you become a blind man and can't walk out of the cemetery, I will have a headache." .”

　　唰!

 Sever the nerves while digging them out!

 The man gritted his teeth and threw his left eye at the mysterious man.

Snapped! An arm covered with black hair under the sleeves of the robe held the eyeball firmly.

He turned his hand and stuffed it under the hood, and you could even hear the sound of the ball being bitten and exploding.

“Hmm~ Your grape juice is very rich and pure. It can be seen that you have taken good care of it. I will give this grape 81 points.”

At this time, the blond woman had already jumped into the air, with multiple arms made of filth sprouting from her back, and was about to push the man to the ground.

At the critical moment, the mysterious man suddenly lifted his hood, revealing a scary face full of eyeballs.

With just one look, the blonde woman's brain exploded in the air.

When her headless body fell to the ground, the mysterious man raised his right arm again, chanting some ancient spell.

Buzz!

 The spell pointed at the gun, and a spiral gray line shot into the woman's body.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifies

Snapped!

 The shattered flesh was branded with an ancient inscription, which was quickly annihilated due to the erosion of the spell.

The mysterious man raised his smoking finger and smiled, "Oh?" Is it so powerful... He is indeed the fallen gentleman-eyeball collector Gemhar who was buried in Cemetery No. 6.

 Wait, what is that? 』

  Outstanding vision allowed him to capture a liquid-like black thread among the annihilated minced meat, and he could even glimpse an ancient scene of death from it.

“Did this thing come from the old world? It must be only a small part. If this substance spreads in large quantities in the city, the city will definitely not be able to survive.

It is a pity that the remaining value of the stone statue cemetery has not yet been fully explored.

I don’t know what happened to that guy William. Don’t die in a place like this~ If the soul also dies by then, even if it is buried in the cemetery, it will be meaningless.

Hello! What's your name? "

 Following Little Putao's inquiry, the other party came back to his senses.

 He ​​was frightened to some extent by the image of Little Putao. He could not understand what the temporary manager in front of him was. The eyes on his face made his brain confused.

 "Idrissa Marin...that's right, just call me Marin!"

“Marin, I need you to do me a favor~ If you do it well, I can give you a better grape, plus free installation.”

 “What are you busy with?”

“Go to the city to find a gentleman named William Behrens and bring him to me, dead or alive, is it possible?”

Little Grape's words contain a kind of forced thought invasion, which is directly rooted in the person's brain and is as irresistible as an absolute command.

"knew…"

"go quickly."

 (End of this chapter)