Chapter 1828 Delayed Salvation

"In front is the ruins of the ancient city of Sutton. A little further, after passing through the city of cold wind and the city of mourning, it is considered to have left the border of Diya and officially entered Erathia."

In the distant Diane, a group of uniquely dressed people are constantly marching.

North, the leader, after listening to Tamik's introduction, shrank his head subconsciously and looked at the man in white walking not far away.

Only North could see the man in white, the ancient lich who was supposed to die but was awakened, Erich. Even this trip was carried out under the behest of that Lich.

"Sutton City..."

After hearing the name, North hadn't reacted yet. Erich, who was in front of him, suddenly sighed deeply, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

When passing through the low bushes, the fellow elf swordsman, now a death knight, Yves, suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and shouted towards the low bushes: "Who is hiding there?"

Several wind blades burst out from his weapon and shot towards the bushes rapidly, cutting off countless branches and leaves of the bushes along the way, growing in the dense bushes, opening an unimpeded passage.

"Ah! Don't kill me!"

With a scream, the figure of a boy stumbled out from among the cut bushes, begging for mercy loudly while crawling.

The boy had sores on his face, his body was wrapped in a black cloth, and there were large black spots on the parts exposed outside his body. He looked terrifying, but his eyes were extremely clear.

The wind blade cut through the boy's arm, and the blood continued to flow out. The pain made him even more panicked: "I don't intend to offend the adults, I just can't help being curious..."

Sensing the death energy carried by the boy and the aura belonging to the Necromancer, Ive's complexion changed, and flames of hatred flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, the huge wind blade slashed across the boy's body, split his body in two with just one blow, and blood spilled on the ground.

"Hey...were you really an elf before?" Looking at the dead body of the boy, and the panic and fear remaining in his eyes, even Tamik, who had killed countless people, showed strange colors at this moment, asked Yves.

"Is there any problem?" Ivor asked back, holding the Windblade to his waist.

"In my impression, elves are not as bloodthirsty as you are, and they don't even let children go." Tamik frowned and said, "Necromancers rarely kill children. For one thing, children's bones are too small. It is transformed into undead creatures, and it is also the worst kind. Even the corpses of half-orcs are better than them.

Second, the slave trade of the Freelance Chamber of Commerce is very profitable. "

"What you saw was a child, but what I saw was a future necromancer." Ivor replied in a deep voice, "Necromancer, you should die! This kind of evil that cannot be tolerated in the world should be completely suppressed." !"

"Do you think it's that easy to become a necromancer? Not to mention whether the child has the talent in this area, just looking at his body, it's a sign of terminal illness, and he won't live long." Tamik looked at the child's body , combined with his own experience of living for hundreds of years, gave an accurate judgment.

The necromancer's research on corpses is often accompanied by terrible diseases. No one knows what kind of virus is contained in a highly corrupt corpse.

Many necromancers did not die at the hands of their enemies, but were killed by incurable diseases in the process of studying the corpses.

"That might be his disguise! Evil necromancers like to use this method to lower the vigilance of other creatures." Ivor glared at the child's corpse and said, "You think I will do it again When? Impossible!"

Tamik sighed deeply, and in front of him, North saw Yves killing a child cleanly, and was shocked.

As if thinking of something, North moved his lingering gaze away from Ivana, and finally settled on the man in white. If it wasn't for the appearance of the man in white, North's fate would be no different from that of the dead child. .

"Erich... won't you stop him?"

Seeing that Yves still didn't give up after killing the child, and was about to chop up his body to prevent the birth of a new undead creature, North asked the man in white with fear in his eyes.

The man in white had already stopped in his tracks, looking at the scene with a flat face, without any fluctuation in his eyes, as if it was just an ordinary picture.

North, who had read Erich's memory, thought he would be moved by this and took the initiative to stop him. Unexpectedly, Erich did nothing.

"I can stop him because I'm here. But if I'm not here, who is going to stop him? Stop this hero?" Erich shook his head with a firm gleam in his eyes, "I will save that child ,but not now."

North took a deep look at Erich and stopped asking any more questions. Since Erich wasn't going to do anything, he couldn't force it.

Under the gaze of North, Erich slowly bent down and touched the ground with his hands. At the same time, North's body seemed to be out of his control, and he also made the same movement.

"Did you see what that child looks like? The sores on his face and the black spots on his body are the result of the disease."

Erich said slowly, a burst of silver-white light burst out from his hand, once the light appeared, it spread far away at an unimaginable speed.

"In the distant era, people were far less likely to get sick than they are now. But in hell, a demon in charge of the disease spread the terrible disease to all parts of the world, and everything changed."

Not far away, Yves and Tamik also noticed the appearance of this light, and couldn't help but look towards North. In their sight, this light emanated from North's hand.

"Even if that demon died a long time ago, the power of the disease he left behind is still taking the lives of many people and destroying the lives of many people. Even the disease itself has undergone unimaginable evolution, more difficult to treat than the original disease."

The light became stronger and stronger, and even North felt something was wrong at this moment.

"Satton City is the place where the demon fell. At this moment, I will withdraw the power of the disease and end all the pain caused by the disease."

As Erich's words fell, a strong light instantly returned to his hand, and the dazzling light flashed past, North closed his eyes involuntarily.

"What did you do?" In the distance, Yves' angry reprimand and Tamik's exclamation reached North's ears together.

He looked into the distance, and saw Yves and Tamik surrounding the boy's body. The black spots on the boy's body had disappeared, and the abscess on the boy's face had also healed, and what finally appeared was the appearance of sleeping peacefully .