Chapter 158 Dark Rebirth

"How could this happen?" The situation suddenly fell, and Oscar was confused.

Whenever he fights, he can always feel the attention of God and the continuous infusion of power into his body. He is a paladin blessed by God. As long as he wants, he can continue to fight and always maintain his peak state.

He is the favorite of God!

But why do he feel tired now? He felt that his connection with God had been cut off and his surroundings were filled with evil breath. As a paladin bathed in the light, this negative energy had a great impact on him, and he could no longer exert all his combat power.

Jady brushed his gun away with a palm and grabbed his chest like lightning.

With a "scream", Oscar staggered back, and the clothes on his left chest had been torn apart. Five scratches were in his eyes, and blood was gushing down. If he hadn't retreated quickly, Jady's palm would have almost pulled out his heart.

"Kemal, come and help me!" The arrogant Oscar Knight finally lowered his noble head and sent a signal to his partner for help.

Kemal was the man in black robe beside him. He was once the chief guard of the patriarch of the Teutonic family. Since the moment Oscar was born as the most beloved son of the Duke of Teutonic and the first heir of the family, Kemal has been ordered to become his protector.

Oscar studied culture, etiquette and magic with Archbishop Kaspersky, and his martial arts were taught by this loyal chief guard. Oscar was extremely talented and his martial arts were now beyond his predecessor, but compared with him, Chief Kemal was only slightly inferior.

Like many big families, my father is always strict and loving, but the people who are ordered to protect him are more pampered than educated. Therefore, the young men and the inseparable entourage since childhood are deeper than father and son. Guard Kemal is the person Oscar trusts and values ​​the most, and he is also the one who hijacks Picasso and supports Oscar to duel with Jedi.

At Oscar's order, Chief Kemal immediately drew his sword and rushed up. Seeing that the two were going to join forces, Jady ordered the Phantom Demon Betty to immediately summon the undead to help the battle. While pounced on him quickly, he buckled Oscar's chest with his claws.

When the two joined forces, he really had no confidence in winning and had to expand the results as soon as possible. Oscar flashed to the side, turned his gun and showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He admitted that Jady's martial arts were a little better than him, but when he and Kemal joined forces, Jady would never be an opponent. Since he practiced martial arts under the guidance of Kemal's guard since childhood, the two of them cooperated very well. They joined forces to fight against the enemy and exerted more than twice the combat power.

He did not dodge a lot. He knew that Kemal's sword would be handed out from that direction to block Jady's offensive. A battle spear and a sharp sword, a combination of length and length, both offense and defense, Jady will surely die here today.

Kemal's sword indeed made up for his vacancy, but unexpectedly, an inexplicable force came from behind at the same time, pushing him heavily from the back. In this way, his body that had originally flashed outwards drew a lonely line and fell to the right of Jedisaker.

The distance between the two people suddenly narrowed, and the three-meter-long battle gun was useless. Oscar widened his eyes in horror. A terrible wolf claw appeared in his pupils. The wolf claw disappeared into his heart like lightning, deep into his wrist!

Jady was stunned!

Oscar was stunned!

After a moment of shock, Oscar roared like a thunderbolt, and the gun in his palm was pulled back. Jady immediately jumped back and saw the Oscar's gun pointing obliquely in the sky and suddenly paused down. Jady noticed that there was a round shadow under Oscar's feet, and the handle of the gun was stabbed.

With a loud bang, the round shadow suddenly floated to his left as the gun handle reached the ground, and Kemal, who was attacking him with a sword, swayed and disappeared.

"Kala~~" A rocket was shaken. Oscar's gun shot with all his fighting spirit contained endless force. With the spear stabbed as the center, snake-like cracks quickly spread to all directions and expanded. The corrupt aura ejaculated from the ground, and it was like a sigh of death in the dark, and a strange roar came from the ground.

The round black shadow stood up like a pillar, and a wave of ripples turned into a person, which was exactly what Kemal was about to stab him.

The tremor on the ground stopped, Oscar was there, holding a gun with one hand, fluttering blonde hair, his eyes as bright as lightning, and as a celestial god, but... he was dead!

Jady looked at his right hand, and the wolf claws had returned to the appearance of a human hand. In his palm, there was a red heart, which was still shrinking forcefully. Jady could hear the beating sound of "bumps".

"He... is dead?" Jady couldn't believe it.

"Everyone will die, it's actually no difference between early and late!" Chief Kemal's guard smiled and put away his long sword.

Jady suddenly noticed that his eyes emitted a faint dark red light, which was exactly the same color as the strange moon in the sky.

"You did it?" Looking at his strange smile, Jady suddenly understood.

No wonder Oscar suddenly lost the blessing of God, no wonder he made a sudden move, but rushed over to fight in close combat with a three-meter battle gun, giving himself an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Haha, you are the one who took his life, and no one can change this fact. Oscar, a pride of heaven, shouldn't be so cowardly, should we feel sad for him?"

"Who are you?" Jady looked at him and threw away the heart in his hand. No matter how noble and prominent he was in his lifetime, his heart was still covered in dust when it fell to the ground, like a pork that fell off the chopping board.

"Bang!" A rotten hand crawling with maggots was stretched out from the crack of the crack. It grabbed Oscar's heart, and then a disgusting rotten corpse's head was poked out, as if he had snatched the most delicious thing in the world. He only poked out half of his body, and didn't bother to get out of the ground, so he opened his mouth and chewed it.

"Ao~~, hiss~~", various strange screams sounded, and in the cemetery and in the cracks in the ground, there were shadows, and skeletons, zombies, and rotten corpses crawling out of the ground and gathered behind Kemal.

The long-dead skeleton has become a skeleton, and the newly dead slaughter on the face is still peeling off, emitting an unpleasant odor. There are countless corpses buried in this large cemetery for hundreds of years, and some ghosts float in it.

The dead were civilians and warriors. The zombies and skeletons, who were originally warriors, also held the shields and swords they used during their lifetime, and were rusted.

"Wait, Betty, don't summon the undead!" Jady told Betty with his thoughts. He remembered that Cleo had once put a nail next to Duke Teutonic. He suspected that he was the person in front of him. If that was the case, he would be an enemy, not a friend, and he would not be able to hurt him.

"Oh, master, I'm watching silence for the handsome Oscar Knights! Those undead were not summoned by me."

"What?" Jady was shocked, and his sharp eyes shot at the mysterious man in black robe in front of him: "Who are you? Show your identity!"

Kemal smiled and said, "Don't you recognize me anymore? Dear Jedisakel, I recognize you. The president of the First Bank of the Principality of Norman has transformed into the deputy general of the First Legion of the Empire. This change is really unbelievable. Oh, of course, now I have a bigger change, hehehehe..."

Skeletons, zombies and ghosts began to gather behind him. The situation was indescribable and his words were filled with evil.

"I really want to thank you, Jedisakul, otherwise I wouldn't have become as powerful as today!" Kemal said with a smile on his face.

After taking a closer look, Jady still couldn't sense a familiar smell on this person. He shook his head and said, "As long as I have met, I will never forget you! I don't recognize you!"

When Kemal heard this, he laughed to the sky, the zombies and skeletons behind him also opened their mouths and burst into laughter. But the undead creatures had no vocal cords, and they could not make sounds, but they just looked up silently towards the sky and opened their mouths wide.

Under the quiet moonlight, besides Kemal's laughter, there is a "click" sound, which is the sound of the upper and lower jaws colliding together. The extremely strange scene, the gloomy aura rippled silently, covering the entire cemetery, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Jady's heart flashed with inspiration, and suddenly thought of someone, the only dark mage he knew...

"Astimus!"

“Where is this place?”

As soon as Picasso woke up, he immediately asked. As soon as he spoke, he echoed in the empty space.

Picasso was tied to a cross and looked around and asked. On another iron cross beside him, his sister, Salist. He tried it, and the handcuffs and shackles that bound them were made of mitril silver, which was the hardest metal, and they had no strength to break free.

A candle was lit in the gloomy room, and a well-dressed man sat there, the candlelight was gloomy with his face light and dark. He didn't look like a guard, and his clothes were a very good gentleman's dress, a black tuxedo, a snow-white shirt, and a delicate bow tie, although it didn't fit very well.

If he was holding not a sword but a baton, his melancholy temperament would be the rebirth of Chopin, the greatest musician in the history of the empire.

"This is a tomb! The tomb of the Living Dead!"

The "musician" answered in an elegant tone, and he still carefully wiped the sharp sword in his hand without even raising his head.

Picasso looked at her sister. Her head was slightly tilted, as if she had not yet woken up. Picasso made a light voice and said in a compliment: "Tomb of the Living Dead? Sir, who are you? Your elegant temperament is like an art... No, no, no, just like a musician. I think it is similar to Chopin, the master hanging in the Dijing Museum. You are not a kidnapper, are you?"

"Of course not, how could I do that?"

The "musicist" raised his head, his temperament was still so melancholy. Suddenly he smiled at Picasso, which made Picasso feel scared.

"My name is Yi Feng, sad Yi Feng, I am a general!"

"General Yi Feng?" Picasso was shocked: "Are you still alive?"

General Yi Feng's expression quickly turned into sadness: "Yes, I am still alive, but I am no longer a general. I am just a living dead person now, the sad Yi Feng, the sad Yi Feng!"

Suddenly his face became ferocious, he clenched his fists, and jumped up: "God is unfair, and the grievances are hard to describe. No matter how great Chopin is, he cannot show my sadness!"

As soon as he jumped up, the long sword resting on his knee fell to the ground with a "bang". The crazy General Yi Feng suddenly woke up and immediately bent down to pick up his long sword, took out a long white cloth and wiped it carefully.

Only then did Picasso realize that General Yi Feng was a little nervous. The cloth he wiped with the sword was not like a sword cloth. After looking carefully for a while, he realized that it was actually a shroud, and he couldn't help but feel chilled.

The vacancy he succeeded in the city defense force was Yi Feng's position. It is said that this former senior officer was gentle and had a very good reputation in the army. As a lower-ranking noble, he was not involved in the lustful and luxurious lifestyle habits of other nobles, and he loved his wife alone.

However, more than a year ago, a major general appeared in the city defense force. Yi Feng and his friend, another captain, Lu Ren, became candidates. In order to win this position, he assassinated his friend. After the defeat, he fled in panic and was chased out of the city by General Oscar, threw a gun and died in his heart.

Picasso had heard of his deeds in the army, but when he saw him sitting in front of him fortunately, he was naturally shocked.

Picasso was thinking, suddenly he felt someone looking at him, his eyes slightly turned. He saw that Salice had woken up. When he saw him looking, he immediately blinked at him, then closed his eyes and seemed to faint again.

Picasso's heart moved and he plucked up his courage to say to the crazy general: "General Yi Feng, I have heard of your name. At this time... you didn't catch us, why are you staying here?"

Yi Feng looked up and showed his stupid smile again: "Because this is my home, the master wants me to look at you. Your friend should be attracted soon, but he is not as lucky as you. He will be a corpse because the master doesn't like him."

Picasso's eyes shrank: "Use us as bait to lead Jedi out? Are you the Duke of Teutonic? Who is the master?"

Yi Feng looked at him with his neck tilted his head, his eyes were confused and empty, and suddenly he shouted at Picasso: "Who is Teutonic? Who is Teutonic? Who is Teutonic? Who do you say is Teutonic?"

The more he spoke, he became more and more excited, almost crazy, and jumped up and rushed forward. With a "bang", the long sword he had just wiped fell to the ground again.

Yi Feng rushed over and grabbed Picasso's collar, twisted his face, and his eyes flashed with crazy light and said, "The Teutun family is so despicable and shameless! I have always kept myself clean, how could I be the lackey of the Teutun family?"

Picasso was grabbed by him and couldn't breathe, so he nodded repeatedly and said with difficulty: "Yes, yes, how could General Yifeng be a member of the Teutonic family? It was me...I...I...I was wrong!"

Yi Feng snorted heavily, murmured in his mouth and the despicable and vulgar family of Teutuns, his expression began to ease and slowly loosen his collar.

Picasso breathed a sigh of relief, Yi Feng seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around, picked up the long sword like a treasure, and wiped it with pity on his face.

Picasso opened his mouth and talked about lotus flowers. I don’t know how many people have deceived him, but today he really didn’t know how to speak to a moody madman.

After hesitating for a while, he asked, "General Yi Feng, who is the master you are talking about? Why did he ask you to take care of us?"

"Shh...sh..." General Yi Feng raised his head and looked around, raised his sword and sniffed on it first, then picked up the shroud and wiped it up again. Then he said mysteriously: "The master is not a person, the master... he is the master. The master admires you very much. In fact, if you want to lead Jedisaker out, as long as you disappear, it is enough, and you don't have to live."

"You are still alive now because... the master valued you very much. He said that your roots and bones are good and your martial arts are good. I believe that after his transformation, you will be better than his current puppet!"

"That...the puppet?" Miss Salist's face changed slightly when she remembered the monster who was not human or ghost.

She couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Who are you? Since you are not the Duke of Teutonic, why should you deal with us like this?"

Yi Feng inserted the sword back into the scabbard, stood up with a smile, bowed politely to her and said, "Dear lady, I said, I am Yi Feng, the captain of the Imperial City Defense Forces, and the master, like me, is also a pitiful person."

He sighed with pity and pain, "Sad people are all different from their arms!"

The brother and sister looked at each other, and the lunatic spoke in a mess. It seemed that he could not ask anything from his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the two of them stopped asking, but he started to say: "I was shot through my chest by Oscar. I was dead, but it was the master who saved me. He wanted to deal with the Holy Church of Light, I wanted to avenge the Teutonic family, we have ambitions together, from then on, I will wait for the opportunity in this dark place, endure, endure..."

Picasso couldn't help but interrupted him and said, "If this is the case, you shouldn't be against us. We are irreconcilable with Duke Teutonic. You might as well join us. Don't you want to be promoted to major general? Jedi is now a celebrity in front of His Majesty. As long as you make great contributions, you can not only be restored to major general, but also be promoted to major general!"

"Shut up!" Yi Feng suddenly shivered again. He was trembling with excitement and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to be promoted! I don't care about the position of that major general! I don't care at all, do you understand? Do you understand? Toutun Luren is a member of the Tiao family. I can't compete with him. I still have a little self-awareness. Do you understand?"
To be continued...