"Chi — —"
As if hot steel was thrown into water, the sound of flesh burning could be heard. Alpha's body trembled violently. He wanted to push Roddy away, but he couldn't muster any strength because of the severe pain. His mouth was wide open, but he couldn't bite or scream!
The light was like a flame that instantly burned through his mouth. His tongue was directly burned off, and even his teeth fell off. The pain that made Alpha go crazy instantly invaded his brain, causing him to twitch crazily …
Undead shouldn't be able to feel pain, but obviously, he was different from ordinary undead.
Roddy couldn't care less about the disgust. He clenched his fist and twisted Alpha's mouth several times. Because he was wearing the gloves of the Stalker suit, he wasn't afraid that Alpha would bite him … But then he found out that Alpha had completely lost consciousness after ten seconds. His whole body leaned back weakly, and his head was like it was blown up by gunpowder. His face was completely deformed, and it was impossible to see his original appearance.
The nervous Roddy pulled out his left hand, and the light from the ring immediately filled the entire bedroom. At this time, he found that some black smoke was slowly floating out of Alpha's head, and his originally human body was gradually developing in the direction of a "mummy". Without any interest to take a closer look, Roddy immediately slashed at Alpha.
"Puff!"
The curved knife slashed across Alpha's neck, and the charred head was instantly chopped off. But then Roddy found that he didn't see any blood splashing out from the butler's neck. Only until the butler's head rolled to the side did Roddy completely relax and let out a sigh of relief.
Reaching out his hand to touch the butler's body, Roddy found a few pieces of parchment paper and grabbed them in his hand. He knew that he had no time to look at them now, so he hastily stuffed them into his pocket, held his breath, and carefully listened to the movements around him.
The sound of the battle just now was not loud, and it ended in less than three minutes. But Roddy couldn't guarantee that no one in the Ducal Palace heard the sound just now.
He sheathed the curved knife on his back, and casually picked up the dagger on the ground. Then he looked at old Duke Angmar, and found that Angmar was still staring at him in a daze. Only then did Roddy feel relieved, and he whispered, "This time I really became a Lei Feng …"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor. He knew that he didn't have time to clean up the scene, so he immediately turned off the light from the ring. After thinking for a moment, he reached out his hand to grab the butler's head, turned around, and ran to the window. In less than three seconds, he disappeared from the bedroom.
The atmosphere of the intense fight a moment ago was now quiet as if nothing had happened. The candlelight in the bedroom had disappeared. Only the faint moonlight on the balcony could barely illuminate the bookcase that Rody had crashed into. There was a slight smell of blood in the air, but it didn't have the pungent smell of fresh blood. Instead, there was a slight stench that only existed after a long time of decay.
The headless body fell in front of old Duke's bed, and everything was quiet.
The footsteps outside the door were getting closer, and then there was a rhythmic knock on the door. Naturally, no one would answer.
The knock sounded twice, and the maid outside the door seemed to notice something. She reached out to turn the handle of the door. With a click, the heavy door was slowly pushed open. She stepped into the living room, and what came into view was the fireplace that was gradually extinguished, and the armchair that was quietly placed there.
"Butler Alpha?"
There was no response from inside the room.
She continued to walk forward, and she squinted her eyes, trying to see what was inside the opened bedroom door. Unexpectedly, she heard a slightly unfamiliar voice in front of her.
"Julie, I have something to say to Butler Alpha. You can go out first."
The slightly old voice was very calm, but there was an indescribable joy in it.
The maid who was called frowned, and after thinking for two seconds, she suddenly realized who the voice belonged to. She took a deep breath, and then immediately covered her mouth with her hand. She wanted to say something, but she heard the voice that she hadn't heard for a long time coming from the bedroom in front of her, "What? You still don't believe me? "
"Ma … Master!"
The maid was not young anymore. She had served the Dukes Of Angmar in this mansion for more than 20 years, and naturally had deep feelings for this lord. She was so excited that she wanted to say something, but she suddenly stopped. Thinking of the words she heard just now, she remembered that she didn't get permission to enter. She immediately said in a low voice, "I'll go out now …"
"Prepare some food and send it over in an hour. Julie, you always know how my appetite is."
Hearing the voice that she couldn't be more familiar with, the maidservant immediately lowered her head and responded. She turned around and rushed out of the room, excitedly waking up the group of snoring chefs.
In the bedroom, the old man sitting in front of the window didn't seem to be much different from before. His posture didn't change, and his hands were still casually and naturally placed on the quilt in front of him. The only difference was that he was slightly squinting his eyes.
The original turbid and deathly gray color in his pupils had disappeared. At this time, in the darkness, the old man's eyes only appeared unusually deep. He gently moved his nose, smelling the rancid smell in the air, but he laughed out loud.
"… Drink more water, and exercise …"
"Heh, interesting boy."
The old man who lived in the state of "Living Dead" for five years slowly revealed a smile that was difficult for others to understand.
*****
Rushing out of the Ducal Palace, Roddy didn't feel good at the moment.
Three times in and out, but the last time was an accident. Even though Roddy had various kinds of preparations, he didn't expect to encounter an extremely high level undead. Fortunately, this guy only had a high base level and didn't have an advanced profession. If not, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to last two moves.
When he ran out of the window, he was almost discovered by the patrol team. Because of the wound on his shoulder, he was unable to use his strength. He should have easily climbed over the roof of the third floor, but he almost lost his life several times. Gritting his teeth, he struggled out of the Ducal Palace. He tore off a piece of cloth and simply bandaged his wound. Then he quickly returned to the second floor of the "Pig's Head Bar".
Sitting on the wooden bed, Roddy felt the pain from the wound on his shoulder becoming increasingly intense. The kick on his chest from Alpha was also very uncomfortable. Although it wasn't life threatening, it would definitely affect his battle strength.
He looked at his remaining HP of 218, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't click on the "Level Up" button.
"I can still hold on for a while …"
After treating his wound with cold sweat, he used the candlelight to take out the letter that he found on Alpha's body. He wiped the sweat off his face as he read the letter.
There were four pieces of paper. The first three were the statistics of the income and expenditure of the Afta Territory, and the last one was a half-written secret letter. The language was Bulingan, but the content was nonsensical. It must have been encrypted in some way. In the previous "Earth Split", such encrypted letters could be deciphered by players who specialized in "deciphering". It was just like how a locked box could only be opened by a thief who had "unlocking" skills. All they had to do was to spend some money to find a professional to decipher it.
But now, Roddy didn't have his own intelligence network, let alone someone who specialized in "deciphering". So he could only stare at the letter helplessly.
Thinking about how he got stabbed and got nothing out of it, Roddy felt depressed. He couldn't help but look at the head that he brought back.
In the past, he wouldn't have dared to carry the head around in the middle of the night. He would probably have nightmares if he went offline. But now, when everything was linked to "life and death", that fear seemed negligible.
Why could the revenants pretend to be humans? Why did they spend five years to poison the Dukes Of Angmar?
Such questions couldn't be answered in a short time. But what Roddy wanted to know more was why the ring on his hand, which could only be used as a flashlight, could easily kill a fellow that was seven levels higher than him?
The level difference was something that couldn't be ignored. It was illogical that a level 5 ring could burn a high-level revenant to death with just its light. Roddy had a lot of questions to answer, so he couldn't wait to untie the clothes that wrapped the head. But he immediately frowned.
The head that was wrapped in the clothes seemed to have been completely burned, leaving only a large pile of skull fragments. The skin and muscles had all turned into grayish-black ashes. It was a pile of indistinguishable residue.
"What the f * ck is this …"
Rody raised his hand and looked at the ring in his hand. He did not believe it and once again chanted the incantation to activate the ring. A light instantly appeared in front of him. When the already broken skull came into contact with the soft light, it sizzled and started to emit smoke. After that, the hard skull also broke into pieces and turned into ashes.
Roddy's mouth twitched a little. He knew that low-level skeleton soldiers were afraid of light, but high-level revenants weren't afraid of the sun at all. If it was restrained, only the high-level divine spells released by priests could produce such an effect. Other than that, what else could it be?
It couldn't be some artifact or epic ring, right?
When he thought about it carefully, he suddenly remembered that the ring he picked up in the Endel Mine was written in the Wood Elf language, and it seemed to be related to the "Guardian of Light." That seemed to be a profession that was cut in the beta version. When the server was launched, players couldn't change their profession at all. But looking at the name, it seemed to be related to "Holy Light."
Thinking back to when the server was launched, players discussed some of the professions that were cut. The most obvious characteristic was that they were too integrated, so they had to be cut and divided into two or more new professions for players to choose from.
The "Guardian of Light" was cut because its attack and defense were too integrated. It was divided into two advanced professions, "Holy Priest" and "Light Warrior." Other professions that met a similar fate were "Devil Warlock," "Witcher," "Death Knight," "Secret Mage," and so on.
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