If Buckingham Palace is a human residence in the British royal family that dazzling in the material world, then the slightly less famous Westminster Cathedral is the royal spiritual cycle of life and death, and the immortal soul of a thousand years.

Westminster Abbey is officially named "St. Peter's United Church". It is located on the southwest side of the Parliament Square in London, England. It was originally ordered to be built in 1050 by the religious king Edward, and was completed in 1065. The existing church was rebuilt during Henry III in 1245, and has been added throughout the years and was not completed until the end of the 15th century.

The church is in the shape of Latin cross, with a total length of 156 meters and a width of 22 meters. The large dome roof is 31 meters high and the bell tower is 68.5 meters high. The whole building is magnificent, quiet and solemn. It is considered to be a masterpiece of British Gothic architecture. Westminster Cathedral is not only the chapel of the Anglican Church, but also the auditorium for kings of all dynasties to hold weddings, and a state funeral tomb.

According to legend, on a tombstone in this royal tomb, there is a widely circulated eulogy——

"When I was young, my imagination was never limited, and I dreamed of changing the world. When I matured, I found that I could not change the world. I shortened my eyes a little and decided to change only my country. When I entered my twilight years, I found that I could not change my country, and my last wish was just to change my family."

This straightforward but sad repentance is naturally just a beautiful lie and admonition, because there is actually no written record of this tombstone in the real St. Peter's church. However, although the story is fake, the sincerity of the emotions in its words is out of heartfelt regrets, and only based on facts, when the unknown author finally woke up, it was already day and night, and the family that experienced the changes of the times was almost broken, and even if he had the heart, there was no chance of recovery.

"Fortunately... I have the power to save everything." The young adventurer who was standing quietly in front of this tomb of history suddenly remembered the story and couldn't help but murmur.

Looking out of the church, this majestic clock tower building that demonstrates the faith of light was bathed in the dark clouds. Even in the middle of the night, the sky was still dark and dim to a strange level. A thousand meters away, clouds like sticky ink surged, continuously absorbing the vast gray fog of the whole London. The black fog circled up like a spiral, turning into a rolling dark curtain covering the world, spreading with the magic power that seemed to suppress people's hearts.

From the "Cold Ring of Silence" array map from the hands of the black witch Falina, the natural disaster power that rose to the dark night in the magical civilization revealed a hideous color in this other world.

The twelve grand cemeteries and churches in London all replaced the operation of the psychic tower under the "ice beads" floating in it. The ocean of resentment of the dead, which had no one consumed for thousands of years, was awakened and boiled at this moment. Under the operation of the magic circles in another world, the resentment of the dead, who could not interfere with the real world, transformed into the magic power of the undead with a hundred to one exaggerated loss, and then flowed along the fog in the whole of London, turning into a "big circle" that enveloped most of the city.

The axis of the circle is Buckingham Palace, the inheritance of the royal family in this country, and the center of the thousand-year British fortune. At this time, the endless undead followed the order and surrounded the city, which seemed prominent and terrifying, but the mist that really flowed with magic had actually completed the cycle of soaking over the city along the twelve channels. While the magic of death impacted the lingering heroic spirit of the castle, it also wiped out the resentment impurities of the deceased, leaving only the most pure and cold magic power. The large area of ​​gray mist purified into wisps of black smoke and flowed in another direction.

Therefore, among the natural disasters on this night, Buckingham Palace was the place with the greatest power of the undead at this time, but the source of the most pure and most useful death magic in the city is the tomb of the King of England - "St. Peter's United Church".

It is also the real destination of Rorschach.

At this time, the place where he was was the rear hall inside this majestic church, which belonged to the front door of the monastery's double tower building. Under the diamond-shaped white glass chandeliers on the ceiling, the entire spacious and gorgeous hall was illuminated with a huge layout. Countless colorful art exhibits were swept mercilessly, and they were piled up in a corner of the room like garbage. In the center of the hall was a crystal clear ice spirit.

The quiet girl with long purple hair was wearing a pure white spiritual robe, as if she was sleeping peacefully, her eyes slightly closed and she lay quietly in it.

Luo Xia stood silently in front of Lingshu, but leisurely thought of the self who had just stepped into infinite space in his heart.

Actually... I was also afraid. Facing the evil ghost who cannibalized the corpse, the evil magic scum who plays with the soul, the unreasonable crazy and stubborn protagonist, at that time, I was far from as calm and calm as I imagined...

What can really make you grit your teeth and hold on is not driven by the desire to survive, but rather by suddenly having the support of your companions...

Over the years, my only wish for myself, who has been struggling alone, is to find a partner who will never leave me... As long as I think that I am no longer alone... I don't have to love my partner, as long as I can talk and comfort my companion...

When I think of holding hands and facing the things ahead together... I feel that my heart is filled with a lot of fulfilling and warm things... What fear, fear, evil ghosts and other monsters all suddenly feel ridiculous...

so……

"You are bringing me into this cycle of reincarnation... Then, I don't allow you to leave midway," Roxa lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Even if death is to tremble in front of me... This is no joke."

"I won't allow you to evade your tickets in this journey of unlimited trains."

As he said this, Rossah, wearing a black dress, stretched out his right hand. The dark light burst out from his palm little by little. In the blink of an eye, everything around him suddenly darkened. In other words, at this moment, his whole body seemed to have turned into a brilliant black diamond, bathed in a brilliant glory like black goose-like glory, and the white glass light reflected by the ceiling became dim.

“~!@#￥￥%…&*().”

As he himself could not understand the meaning, the dark sky above a thousand meters slowly shook, and the thick clouds burned heavily like boiling water. As countless black lightning flashed by, the power of death like the ocean turned into a flowing black water flow, surging down like a long rolling and entangled dragon. Finally, these undercurrents flowed down along the Gothic bell tower of the church's history, and the sharp crosses of the monastery on both sides.

"Gudonggudonggudonggudong———————”

Looking from a distance of 1,000 meters, it seemed that the sky turned into three dark hurricanes of rage, and the narrow and storm swirled along the famous three spires of St. Peter's Union Church. The entire magnificent and symbolic light-like mausoleum seemed to be soaked from the inside to the outside with a sea of ​​black water that had become viscously turned into substance. The incomprehensible torrent of darkness flowed downstream and poured down to the center of the hall in front of the church where Lingshu was stored, and it was also in front of the altar where Rorschach stood.

Time flies. This ancient altar, which has witnessed the crowning and funeral of the British kings over the past three hundred years, once again shone with pure black light. Countless magic powers that flowed from the zenith of the church turned into substantial springs, filling the circular stone platform, making the altar in front of the hall look like a quiet lake, and the ice crystal coffin that stores the corpse girl turned into a small island in the mirror lake.

Rorsch looked over and suddenly took out a short blade, cut his wrist, spilled out a large amount of scarlet blood, and then issued the final ritual order.

"Ren...my warrior."

"Gulugulugulugulu————————”

The dark spring water melted into the blood-red color, as if he heard some call, spontaneously surging and rolling, countless bubbles burst and surged, and the ice coffin that sealed the corpse girl began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, as the outer layer of the ice crystal completely melted, countless seemingly dirty black torrents finally soaked in the body of the fair beauty, wrapping it up layer by layer. The black water that corroded everything touched the delicate skin, but strangely emitting a fiery and vitality-rich boiling breath.

The water level of the spring began to slowly drop, but the cold and lifeless corpses of females began to exude a dead and vigorous vitality at the same time.

"Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-

With the thunderous heartbeat, the pale and beautiful face of the purple-haired girl gradually became stained with a touching red color, and the breath of life that spread out from her body began to slowly improve from nothing.

Black Iron Level Lower... Black Iron Level Middle... Bronze Level Lower. When the sweet face showed a twisted and uncomfortable look, in Rorschach's sense, the power of the corpse girl had completely surpassed her original level and reached the bronze level. It was only a short distance from the silver level of Azeroth, which was known as the legendary hero.

At this time, the water level of the Black Yongquan only dropped by one third.

"Is that just that..." Roxa nodded slightly disappointed, not surprised.

He used the method of resurrection of the corpse girl to come from the world of Azeroth in the previous world.

Although in the blueprint of that world, that is, the online game World of Warcraft, almost any magic player can skillfully use the "resurrection technique" to revive his teammates, it is only for gameplay considerations. Moreover, for a material character, the "death" in the game can only be considered a serious injury state of falling to the ground. Deleting the account to erase the characters is a real death. Therefore, even in a world where a magical civilization like Azeroth reproduces to the extreme, there are very few feats of real resurrection in history.

Among these extremely rare miracles of resurrection, there was only one that had an intersection with the villain's Scourge. That is, after Arthas fell into the Death Knight, he led millions of undead to break through the Thousand-Year Elf Holy City, used the urn of his biological father, King Lordaeron as a sacrificial sacrifice, and threw it into the "Sun Well", the magic source of the entire elves, and sacrificed the huge power of the entire Azeroth magic source, thus successfully resurrecting the great lich "Kel Thujad".

However, even this kind of resurrection has great flaws, because Kel Thuzad, who was reborn from death, was not reborn with living flesh and blood, but became a great lich who placed his soul in the life box. In essence, it was just a transformation from a dead person to another undead, rather than a case of successful resurrection in the general sense. It can be seen that even the Scourge Legion did not have any real way to resurrection.

However, if it is not necessary to force a true rebirth to the destiny, and just a little bit of it, the methods in this camp that specializes in death are rich and diverse. What Rorschach uses is the most famous "ghost contract" among the evil and filthy talents of the Death Knight.

In the game, among the three major talents of Death Knight's blood, frost, and evil filth, the evil filth talent is the embodiment that is closest to the power of the dead. In the hands of the player, its distinction is that it can contract an independent ghoul and let it follow the player as a pet of a hunter to fight together. This talent also exists in the real world, but it requires an extremely huge source of magic to reach a contract. Moreover, as the contractor's Death Knight, he must also have the talent of psychics.

Unfortunately, Rorschach has no shortage of these two conditions. Originally, the monster that was resurrected with incomplete means would turn into an ugly appearance like a zombie ghoul, and his spiritual soul would be one in ten. Although he could leapt to gain the same level of power as the adventurer, it could only be considered a combat puppet turned into by a corpse. However, the Corpse Girl, or the two Corpse Girls in Rorschach's hands, happened to be a unique exception.

Because... the so-called "corpse girl" is an active corpse that has simulated wisdom but does not have true intelligence. Since there is no spiritual soul when it is in action, something that is not originally there, will "zero" become "one tenth of zero" after becoming a zombie ghoul?

As for deformation, Rorschach did not consider this issue at all. The reason why the body of the deceased distorted into a ghoul is essentially because the physical structure of ordinary people cannot withstand the violent death power, which caused passive mutations. But in real comparison, how could Azeroth's ghoul adapt to the power of death better than the high-level undead "Corpse" who is a different world?

"The only thing I worry about is... are you still 'you'?" Roxa looked at the ceremony that was about to end and suddenly became a little nervous. He suddenly recalled the last conversation with the puppet master in the public space.

In fact, in the last three days, in order to find the method of resurrecting the zombie girl, Roxha conducted more than ten inquiries and surveys of different levels and different systems. The consultation fee alone consumed thousands of survival points. The answers of those undead practitioners who were at the lowest level of silver were confirmed, affirming the realization of his guess. But only a gold-level puppet adventurer who happened to pass by by chance came up with a different idea because of his academic differences and put forward his own different opinions.

"Although your corpse slave was originally the work of those madmen, it seems that after a secondary mutation of some kind of death power, it has already derived its own consciousness. However, this spirituality is different from the soul of a living person's independent body, but is more similar to the acquired spirituality of the instrument, just like the zombie "Drop Bah" or "Witch" in the Eastern World that is united with the body. In other words, when a sword is damaged and re-forged, the material has actually changed. So, is it still the sword you are familiar with?"

The answer to this question involves almost the deepest mysteries of the soul, so that the master who almost understands the mysteries of artificial souls can only vaguely detect one or two. However, he is not an adventurer specializing in the necromancer, but he cannot give an accurate answer. In the end, he can only vaguely reveal it, leaving only the conclusion that "there may be some mutations."

In any case, as the purple-haired girl's aura stopped rising and gradually stabilized at the bronze level, it also represents that the "Ghost Twins Contract" ceremony has also reached the final step.

Generally, other death knights make contracts. At this point, they only need to split their own soul fragments and fill them into the fragmented chaotic consciousness in the ghoul's body to complete the final "completion". In this way, this simple monster who is violent and knows how to kill will become another clone that only obeys the body.

Luo Xia took a deep breath, as if he was hugging, spread his hands open and was about to use the secret method to break out a trace of soul, a cold flash suddenly burst out from his waist, and the light then turned from light to thick, covering his body in the light blue light in a blink of an eye.

...Not good! This is...

Luo Xia was shocked and felt that the sky suddenly turned dizzy, and his entire consciousness expanded with a hundred times increase. In an instant, he took in the magnificent church, and then continued to expand, entering the dark sky. Finally, his body could not bear the spiritual power that suddenly rose to the limit, and once again "squeezed" his consciousness.

Rorschach has always used the crystal fragment embedded in his waist as a source of power to provide endless corrosive vitality, but he forgot that before this treasure was transformed by the Lich King, it was essentially a super secret treasure with spiritual growth.

Until this moment, the omission he made inadvertently finally exploded.

More importantly, when the Rosha spirit body floating in the air was about to return to his body, an inexplicable throbbing suddenly arose, which made him subconsciously turn his head and look over, and was immediately shocked.

"Gulugulu————"

The ceremony that went to the last step, and when the complete will was not obtained for a long time, the body with broken consciousness was finally unable to suppress the storm of magic in its body. Instinctively ignored the load of the body and began to absorb the power again. The huge source of just two-thirds of the remaining space immediately resonated spontaneously. Therefore, the magic spring that had been absorbed into the entire London death power boiled again.

Looking at the pale girl whose face showed pain and whose body was almost bursting, Roxa took a deep breath and finally made the final decision: "It's too late... It's the same with the same thing as letting the ceremony be complete first, then separating the spirit and returning to the body. If you drag it on, I'm afraid that this church will be destroyed by the riot's magic of death, and that's the real end."

The soul was originally an energy wavelength that ignored the distance of space. Almost the moment Rorschach was thinking, the ghost floating in the air had turned into a light blue stream of light and entered the trembling beauty's body.

At the same time, Luo Xia's body, who had lost his soul but should have been stunned, suddenly showed a mysterious smile, and took the lead in pulling out a sharp short blade from his waist, and then directly inserted it into the heart of the corpse girl who had not yet recovered.

Just the next second, a simple white hand gently pressed up and pinched the wrist holding the knife.
Chapter completed!