Looking out from the castle on the towering hills, a green ocean came into view.

The ocean moves with the wind, and the noise and hustle and bustle sounds are stacked, looking full of strange beauty.

In addition, the thick white mist filled the "ocean", making the wolf forest outside the castle look beautiful, just like a forest fairyland.

However, if you count the special sounds that continue to keep in your ears, then this fairyland may be a little distorted.

Retracting his look, he turned his head to look in the sound, and two white bodies of a man and a woman were rolling around on the big bed of the former owner of the castle, Earl Glover, accompanied by heavy breathing and screams from time to time.

"Get out of here and let me be on top!"

Under the crisp slap, the man's smooth cheeks, which were not bearded, quickly showed a hint of redness, but he did not get angry, but instead chuckled and turned his position.

So the sound continued to enter the ears.

"The sun hasn't set yet?"

He secretly tsk, after a few glances, Charles ignored it and turned his gaze to the desk in a corner of the bedroom.

Or on, a sheepskin note on the desktop.

The folds of the sheepskin strips are dry, but the sentence written in ink is very clear - guarding the Deep Fort, hunting the northerners, and waiting for our army to arrive!

"For more than a thousand troops, I wanted her to keep here. The leader of the invader seemed very confident about what was happening."

He thought secretly, and relaxed his thoughts on standing here.

So Charles, who was supposed to be standing on the third floor of the castle, suddenly fell down. The wooden layer mixed with gray and black soil and rock flashed away. In the blink of an eye, he came to the hall directly below the fortress.

Stepping out of the hall and looking up, the dark blue floating above the castle was very deep, and it was generally a multi-legged octopus. It was made of colors and looked a little transparent. The limbs slowly wriggled, floating quietly in the sky above the head.

The Eye of True suggests that it is not the so-called drowning god itself, but a wisp of power.

A wisp of deep blue smoke power that kept popping out of the iron people in the castle gathered in the sky and formed such a strange scene.

"Suppress my scepter power?"

"But do you think I only have this?"

While snorting secretly, he wandered in the castle, searching and looking around. Finally, he came to a stable not far from the main castle.

There is an underground entrance in the corner of the stable. After "falling" along the entrance that is flush with the ground, an underground prison comes into view.

The prison is simple, a bit like the one encountered by the Shire in the main world, but unlike that place, it is full of people.

The farmer with rough face and calluses, a lady with exquisite clothes and luxurious clothes, a child with horror expressions, and a woman with messy clothes and miserable appearances.

After being occupied by the invaders, everyone who originally lived in the castle seemed to be imprisoned here.

They should have acted as hostages to threaten the northern army, but for some reason, the current owner of the castle cruelly killed them all, and the closed prison door was opened.

The farmer, the blacksmith, the woman, the old man... all the people he saw were dead.

The iron people have long heard of the cruel murder of the iron people, but now even the obvious noble family has been cut off and bleeding, which makes people think deeply.

There is some rule between the nobles. If it were not for a deep hatred, the war between the two nobles would generally not kill the noble prisoners. After all, they could use them to threaten the enemy or exchange for a large ransom.

However, the people of the Glovers family are now dead, both women and children.

He secretly guessed at the painful soul next to the corpse of the noble woman.

"Some kind of blood sacrifice?"

After the human body dies, the soul will not leave the body within 24 hours. Judging from the current situation, the woman's death obviously has not been over 24 hours, which is quite surprising.

What was even more surprising was that her soul was not normal, but her whole body was wrapped in the deep blue "tenta".

The tentacles tightly confine the spirit body and slowly wriggle, like the limbs of the sea monster in the sky.

There seemed to be tiny blue spikes everywhere, rooted in the "spiritual body", making the woman's face, which should have been dull, full of pain.

The prompt from the Eye of Real also shows this abnormality.

【The Countess Glover, bound by the fog of the sea, has not died for a long time】

[She is constantly being swallowed, and her spirit is gradually weakening]

...

Swallow...

Watching everything in front of you, then thinking about what you saw and heard on the road and in the castle.

Shire had some guesses.

"The guy behind him is using death to maintain the fog in the forest?"

The bigger the fog, the more beneficial it is to the invaders.

The more beneficial it is to the invaders, the more deaths it will naturally be.

Charles didn't know what the so-called "dangling god" wanted to do, but obviously he had bad intentions.

Moreover, in his expectations, the northern army needed to resist the White Walkers, rather than staying here and being eaten up.

So he made up his mind and recited a spell at the corpse.

[You initiate the resuscitation of the corpse, targeting the Countess of Glover]

【Under the suppression of the fog place, your authority to death is invalid, and your necromancer cannot mutate]

[The corpse resurrection was successfully launched, you controlled the corpse of Countess Glover]

...

The gray wind blew, and the soul crawled into the body of his life. Then he saw that the woman who should have died with her eyes suddenly shaking, and under the command of Charles, she climbed up slowly.

This is probably the hostess of this castle. She is about thirties and beauty. Her face can still be seen when she was alive, but now she has become dull, or she can be expressionless.

But overall, it looks no different from a real person - if you don't consider her gray eyes and the fatal wounds that clot blood on her neck.

This was the first time Charles used this corpse to revive, but he didn't expect the effect to be the same as the literal meaning. He originally thought that the revived corpse was similar to the zombies in his memory...

After careful examination, Shire pointed at the bodies in other cells and used them one after another. The blue tentacle rooted in the soul was completely useless as the spells from another world.

However, unlike the first corpse, the corpse he revived did not obey the orders at all. After being "resurrected", he frantically followed the open prison door and ran out of the door, turning a blind eye to the "same kind", but was full of greed for the corpses that had not yet been revived.

However, as Charles continued to cast spells, more and more people became more and more like them, and this greed had to be suppressed, which also made some of their behaviors even more crazy.

Hit the door, buckle the wall, grin...

During the observation, Charles found that the resurrected corpse was aggressive, but not spiritual at all, or in other words, needed guidance?

So he directed the body of the woman who obeyed the command to crawl towards the exit at the top of the dungeon.

The sound of the exit came, and the corpses who were already irritated because they had no prey were watched. Then, under their gray eyes, the woman climbed the ladder, and the corners of her skirt gradually disappeared, and a ray of light came down because the exit was opened.

The light is not obvious, but the hollow outlet awakens some of their life instincts.
Chapter completed!