MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 47 large cemetery

   Chapter 47 The Great Cemetery

  The large cemetery is located north of the City of Thorns. If you just look at the scale, it is more a satellite city than a cemetery.

  The towering city wall surrounds the entire cemetery. Every 20 meters on the city wall, there will be spell runes of [Comfort the Undead] and [Life Barrier] inscribed by the Church of the Holy Spirit and the Mage Hall of the Rose Palace.

   The City of Thorns is also rich in source-quality silver, and other big cities on the continent, even Platinum City, the capital of the Empire, and Tulle City, which is famous for its wealth, cannot afford such profligacy.

  Because of the ancestor worship customs in the Blackwater Marsh area, people believe that the soul of the deceased needs to rely on the bones to survive. Therefore, for thousands of years, most of the deceased in the City of Thorns will be sent to this large cemetery for burial.

  The corpses have been piled up for many years, and the number of deceased buried in them has probably reached an incalculable number.

   And with so many corpses piled up together, it is an extremely dangerous thing in this world where necromancy exists. Therefore, on weekdays, the large cemetery is always in a state where the gates are closed, heavily guarded, and outsiders are prohibited from entering.

  Only the Resurrection Day on the 4th of the Rain Moon and the Day of the Dead on the 15th of the Brumaire, the cemetery guards here will open their doors and allow residents to enter the large cemetery to worship their ancestors.

   "The Holy Sepulchre you said was built under the Great Cemetery?"

  Kas asked while looking at the towering city walls.

   "It should be said that the necropolis was built above the Holy Sepulchre. The history of the Holy Sepulchre is much earlier than that of the Necropolis, which existed as early as the Bronze Age."

  Nezmar answered as he untied a bundle of throwing ropes from his waist.

"The Blackwater people at that time believed that the catacomb was the entrance to the underworld and the place where the **** of death Vera was reborn. Therefore, the rulers at that time chose to use it as a cemetery in the hope that they could be reborn after death. At that time, the idea of ​​serving the dead by the living emerged, and it gradually evolved into the custom of ancestor worship unique to Blackwater Province today.”

  Nezmar threw the throwing rope with the hook hooked up, and after pulling the rope a few times to test its firmness, she turned back and said to Cass:

   "Okay, I'll climb up first to see the situation, you can come up again if there's no problem."

   After saying that, she climbed onto the rope as dexterously as a cat.

   Although the other party was wearing light leather armor, he was a lady after all, and Cass was embarrassed to stand below and stare at them.

   So he turned to look at Liz, who had been sulking on his shoulders since before.

   "Uh... what's wrong?"

   Cass asked.

"nothing."

   Seeing Cass turning his head, Liz turned her head away, and hummed her nose so high.

   Cass guessed that she was still angry about what happened just now, so she thoughtfully said:

   "Isn't her proposal a good one? If I can get my life scale powder back sooner, I don't need to worry about what happened to me every day. Of course, I will compensate for this..."

   "Do you think I want compensation or something?!"

  Liz suddenly turned around and grabbed Cass' ears with both hands.

   Cass felt like her ears were twisted twice by her.

   "Do you just want to be a magic swordsman? Do you want to go to another place to continue fighting? Didn't you say you would retire after completing your revenge? Can't you think more about yourself?"

   With Cass' ear twisted in her hand, Liz said with a flushed face.

   "But...I don't know what else I can do besides fighting."

   To this, Cass replied after being silent for a while.

   His words made Liz feel discouraged all of a sudden, she let go of Cass' ears, put her hands back and raised her head to look at Cass's face and asked in disappointment:

   "Then I said before, help me take care of the garden or something, have you really never thought about it?"

  Kas was just about to answer when Nezemar's voice came from the city wall.

   "Safe, you can come up."

  …

When    was climbing the rope, Cass felt another dull pain coming from the wound in his abdomen. After reaching the city wall, he took off his clothes and checked it, a faint bloodstain oozing out of the bandage.

   "There's no way, it's normal to climb the rope before it heals, and it's normal for the wound to crack."

   Looking at the glances that Nezemar and Liz cast over, Cass said helplessly.

   "I don't have time to wait for you to fully recover. The information from my informant in the Rose Palace told me that the Duke's big move is just a few days ago. We must get the fourth trial as soon as possible to have a chance of winning."

  Nezmar replied.

   On the other hand, Liz sighed silently when she saw it, and sparkling scale powder began to appear around her wings again.

   "Hey, witch over there, don't do this again."

   But before she could fan the scale powder on Cass, Nezemar stopped by the side.

   "Although a witch's vitality is much stronger than that of a human being, it's not like you squandered it like that."

  Nezmar said, a faint green light lit up on his hand.

   "You have rescued him from the brink of death twice, and the consumption is not a small amount even for a witch."

   said, she put her hand on Cass's abdominal wound.

  【Hand of Healing】, expert-level life magic.

   Although it only temporarily stopped the bleeding from Cass's open wound, it still made him feel much better at this moment.

   After doing all this, Nezemar looked back at Liz and said, "Your remaining vitality is not enough, don't waste it in such a place."

   "Who... who is wasting it for him? I'm afraid that his wound will be too deep and suddenly die suddenly, and then all my scale powder will not be recovered."

   Liz's voice raised her volume.

   "Shh..."

   Cass made a silent gesture to her.

  A troop called the Gravekeeper has been stationed near the cemetery to prevent large-scale corpses from happening. If they found out, it would be bad to be treated as a necromancer who sneaked in to steal the body.

   Liz covered her mouth to show her understanding.

   Looking at the temple in the center of the cemetery, Cass asked in a low voice:

   "Are you sure that weapon is under that temple?"

  Nezmar nodded and replied:

   "It is certain that we learned about the whereabouts of the 'Judgment Four' as early as ten years ago. At that time, we made representations to Duke Simon, but he refused for various reasons."

  Nezmar straightened the three-cornered hat on his head. The white feathers on the hat swayed slightly under the night wind.

"If it weren't for the sharp deterioration of his relationship with the imperial family and the assassination of several groups of intelligence personnel sent by the royal family who were suspected of using the power of the moon to be assassinated by magic casters who were suspected of using the power of the Moon Realm, we might have been arguing with him all the time... "

   She said as she walked down the stairs of the city wall, Cass and Liz following her.

   Tombstones that can't be seen at a glance stand in the large cemetery, one next to the other, crowded together.

   The dead here are so dense that the living have no place to stay, so they can only walk on the tombstones.

   "Speaking of which, can't we go on the road? We have to step on the head of the dead here..."

   With a "click", Cass stepped on another tombstone, and he couldn't help complaining and asking.

   He is an authentic native of Heishui Province, and he still doesn't mind disturbing the peace of the deceased.

   "There will be a patrol of grave guards on the road at night, and it will be troublesome if they are found."

   Nezemar, who was walking in front, replied without looking back.

Compared to Cass' tall and burly physique and the heavy weapons on his back, Nezemar was like a dexterous cat, jumping up and down lightly on multiple graves, as skilled as he was coming home. of.

   "Is there? I don't see any light on the road over there. They can't even bring lights on patrol, right?"

  Kas looked in the direction of the road and asked. Hearing this, Nezemar also stopped on a cross-shaped tombstone and turned to look there.

   "And not only is there no light on the main road, but there is also no fire on the campsite where the gate is stationed. Are the lights out at this point?"

  Kas pointed to the location of the entrance to the cemetery and said.

   At this time, they were very close to the temple in the center of the necropolis.

   "It's a bit strange, but we don't have time to deal with it now, let's..."

   At this time, a black shock wave spread rapidly with the temple as the core, and soon spread to every corner of the cemetery.

   But aside from a gust of wind that was neither strong nor weak, that wave did not have any effect on the three of them.

   "What was that just now? I feel the magic inside, but why doesn't it have any effect on us?"

   Liz asked in shock.

   And Nezemar looked at the temple in the center of the cemetery with a serious face and said:

"That is…"

  Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, the ground began to vibrate violently.

earthquake?

   This was the first thought that popped into Cass' mind, but the cruel reality told him that the ground shaking at the moment was not something as simple as an earthquake.

   is much scarier than an earthquake.

   The tombstone on which Nezemar was stepping shattered violently, and a half-rotten arm grabbed her leg.

   At the same time, in the entire cemetery, there are probably dozens of millions of hands that are either mutilated, complete, rotten, or bone-white, torn open the coffins and soil, and stretched out from the ground.

   stretches endlessly to the end of the line of sight.

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   Thanks for the reward of dawn and a ray of wind

   (end of this chapter)