Chapter 494: Looking for the Black Death Flame "These damn demons!
I'm going to burn them all alive on a cross!"
The angry Atri's voice was as angry as a demon returning from hell, and his words after seeing the deplorable situation in that unknown town were unanimously approved by the other brave men who followed him.
The Bright Star had arrived from the Northern Territory three days after the town had been attacked, and by the time they arrived in the town on a wildebeest, the corpses in the town had not yet been cleaned up.
Those Death Worshippers in black robes are now recognized as the spokesmen of death on the Dragon Sleep Continent, and burying the dead so that the dead can enter the underworld after death is also an important practice for Death Worshippers to strengthen their faith.
Dozens of silent, shadow-like black-robed people silently moved the charred corpses, their eyes covered with black cloth that only showed on their faces, making it impossible to tell whether they were happy or sad.
Dozens of powerful adventurers who were also dressed had returned to the center of the town from all over the town by this time, and after seeing the young knight dominated by anger, a magician pulled out a piece of charred black armor.
"It's true that Black Death Flame did it."
The completely burned flame mark on the black armor gradually restored itself to its original form under the power of the magician.
"Let's go and pay tribute to our comrades-in-arms first, and then discuss this matter."
Knight Atri unexpectedly suppressed his anger when he saw the symbol of the Black Death Flame.
Later, after following the Grim Reaper to the cemetery outside the town, a total of fifty-seven brave men took off their helmets or hoods, and then bowed their heads deeply.
The nearly 10,000 rudimentary crosses made of wooden sticks in the wasteland represent the people who died under the butcher's knife of the Black Death Flame this time, and they have long been burned to the ground, and now they can't even get a tombstone with a name.
"Dust to dust, earth to earth, body to earth, soul to the underworld."
Following the movements of the Grim Reaper, the heroes of the Demon Warriors bid their final farewells to the victims, and afterwards, the Star of Light led them to the castle of the true owner of the town, the Count.
"What!?
You don't know where those villains are.
Facing the embarrassed Earl, Atri asked incredulously, but his question was not answered, and the meeting ended hastily, and the brave men departed with nothing.
"That lord has been dominated by fear, I'm afraid he hasn't sent a search party to the surrounding area in the past few days, except to protect himself."
The Bard Neam said it as soon as he left the lord's castle, and his guesses were almost exactly the truth.
"That's right, although the power of the Black Death Flame is far inferior to ours, they come and go like the wind and are enough to threaten the lords, and now the lords everywhere are probably concentrating most of their forces in their castles for their own safety."
Dorne the Wizard finished speaking at Neam and added to his companion's speculation that, judging by what he had seen when he entered the realm, it was more of a fact than a guess.
"How can these lords do this!?
What about civilians?
Do you just let the Black Death Flame run rampant?
Knight Atri asked his companion incredulously, he didn't expect that the lords who had always been righteous and generous in his eyes would be so selfish.
"There are not many true saints in this world, even those lords, when their lives are in danger, they may reveal their true nature, and now the Black Death Flame is like a sword hanging over their heads, although they can't kill them all, but no one will want to be that victim."
Magician Dorn shook his head after hearing his companion's words and said, the magician's cold personality is not due to lack of emotion, but because he has seen through people's hearts.
"Don't they know that doing so will only make Black Death even more arrogant?"
Atri pressed his companion as he was angry at his lord's actions as he was looking for an excuse for his actions.
"Yes, but there's no way around it, that's why they're sending us a letter asking for help, so we can get the Black Death Flame to go somewhere else."
Dorn made the final conclusion to the conversation, and after hearing the reasoning of his companion without the slightest argument, the knight fell into complete silence with his head bowed.
The Star of Light then rushed to another branch of the Demon Crusade, and after settling the Brave, it was only at nightfall that Atri spoke to his companions again.
"Ask the Duke for help, since he can keep an eye on us, I think he must know where the Black Death Flame is."
Atri looked at his companion after speaking his thoughts, and seeing that everyone was okay, Dorne pulled out the small diamond-shaped hedron with a silver metal encrust on the outside from his bosom and placed it on the table.
When the magic spar was activated, the diamond-shaped spar slowly floated into the air, and a magic light curtain unfolded from the spar, and what appeared in the light curtain was Zhao Yannian, who was holding a cute baby with soft yellow fluff on the top of his head.
"Hello heroes, this is my daughter Lydy, come and say hello to the big brothers."
Zhao Yannian grabbed the baby's chubby little hand and waved it at the brave men who couldn't accept this completely unmatched atmosphere for a while, and Zhao Yannian's youngest daughter Lydia, who had just turned six months, showed an unusually happy smile after seeing the stranger in the light curtain.
"Lord Duke......"
Even the reckless Atri didn't know how to speak in this happy atmosphere, but Zhao Yannian knew very well what these future gods were looking for him, so after greeting him, he handed Liti to Celine, the maid who was standing aside.
"Do you have any problems?"
With the sound of the door closing, Zhao Yannian resumed his seriousness and began the main topic of the call.
"We need the location of the Black Death Flame, and only by destroying them will the lord be able to settle down again."
Atri said to Zhao Yannian straight to the point, as for whether the Duke of the empire would notice the group of thieves of a few thousand people, Atri didn't think about this question at all.
"Black Death Flame has really gone too far lately, and I know where they are."
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Zhao Yannian showed a look that was really the case after hearing that the Bright Star was going to find trouble with the Black Death Flame, but he deliberately stopped halfway through his words.
"Now that you know where they are, be sure to tell us where they are!"
Atri pleaded with Zhao Yannian almost before he pounced on the light curtain.
"I do know where they are, but please wait until I can confirm if I can reveal this to you."
After Zhao Yannian finished speaking, he temporarily turned off the sound of the communicator.
Then he turned his gaze to a corner of the room, and waited quietly for a few seconds.
A transparent female figure emerged from the air, but the two looked at each other for a few seconds before the Holy Spirit spoke categorically.
"No!
You can't get involved directly!
” "But the other side is already cheating, and they need a warning."
Zhao Yannian stared at the Holy Spirit and said word by word.
"Killing a demon god will cause the will of the world to fight back!"
The Holy Spirit shook his head and refused.
"That's why you need to communicate with that guy who is an afterthought."
Zhao Yannian said slowly again at the same pace.
"Are you angry at the deaths of thousands?"
The Holy Spirit asked, somewhat puzzled.
"My mind can never be completely rational, and the purpose of the demon gods to spread terror has been achieved, I can't allow them to treat humans as toys, this has nothing to do with justice, only my dignity."
Zhao Yannian gently shook his head and said his reason, and his gaze was already filled with dangerous black flames at this moment.
"Okay, I'll help you with this operation, but after you have shocked the demon god, you can't strike again for several years."
The Holy Spirit finally gave in to Zhao Yannian's decision, and she waited there quietly for Zhao Yannian's answer.
"I agree."
Zhao Yannian finally replied after thinking for dozens of seconds, and then as the Holy Spirit disappeared into the air without saying a word, he changed back to his previous calm expression, turned on the communicator again, and then sat back in front of the communicator.
"I've got the consent of the Fateful Lord, and I can tell you the location of the Black Death Flame right now, but from my personal point of view, I would like you to attack the Black Death Flame in three days."
Zhao Yannian suggested to the brave men with a normal face, and for the suggestion of a big man who could connect with the existence of fate, it was naturally impossible for the Bright Star to ignore it.
"Excuse me, is there any special reason for this?"
Magician Dorn asked Zhao Yannian.
"It's not a special reason, it's just that in three days Black Death Flame intends to trick you into a trap and kill you.
In my personal aesthetic opinion, a Jedi counterattack that can fully demonstrate the wisdom and strength of the brave is far more attractive than the removal of bandits.
Zhao Yannian showed a smile and explained to the brave men, in fact, people who often get along with him will understand that whenever he shows this kind of smile, there will always be people who will be unlucky.
Subsequently, Zhao Yan began to explain in detail the trap plan of the Black Death Flame and his counterattack methods, and as he listened to the Duke gradually unfolding his insidious plan in front of him, the eyes of the Stars of Light, including Atri, showed joy and incredible light.