Keir briefly explained the situation inside the bandits' cave, and asked these people to arrange for people to take the goods he picked out of the cave after they had settled the trophies and carriages outside.
"There are a lot of goods looted by the bandits inside, but we can't take them all away. There are only so many carriages, remember to make a choice when the capacity is right. In addition, the surrendered and captured bandits outside Ladies, show me all of them, don’t let one go! Do you understand?”
A few young people tapped their chests with their fists, speaking in fragments to understand.
"I hope you really understand."
Keir made a complaint, and then walked into the cave first.
After walking a few steps, he saw those kidnapped businessmen and rich people who were huddled together at a loss, and pointed to the carriage: "Wait a while when the carriage is repaired, you all get in the carriage and take the carriage away. Look at your weak It looks like, if you walk, everyone will not do anything tonight, just waiting for you is enough."
The upright businessmen immediately expressed their thanks loudly, and the wealthy people with tutors displayed an impeccable etiquette of thanks in their downfall.
Kiel waved his hand and walked into the cracked cave muttering.
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Re-entering, he went straight to the depths of the deeper cave. The candlesticks and candles in the cave hall were not taken away, and were reserved for the young refugees who came in later.
At this time, he had a newly seized luminous magic pendant on his belt, and the lighting brought by this was completely enough.
The pale cold light of the magic makes the cave where the moans come from bursts more terrifying and gloomy. If Keir hadn't been brave enough to know what he was about to deal with, he might not be able to be echoed in his dreams at night. The roar of the living corpse woke him up.
Patting the helmet and making a crisp bang bang sound, Kiel held his breath and kept himself from thinking wildly.
He has also dealt with monsters and monsters a lot this year, and his experience is not at all the same as the one who just arrived in a different world, and was so frightened that he couldn't sleep when he heard horror stories from the countryside.
He clearly knew how powerful the full-coverage metal armor he was wearing was.
To be honest, the rotting bodies of those living corpses are disgusting enough, and the evil forces that can corrode weapons and equipment make people feel distressed about the money to repair equipment.
Other dangers?
Do you think you can beat and hurt Kiel in thick metal armor with your bare hands?
Die laughing, the hand is broken, his armor is all right.
After all, they are reanimated monsters transformed from dead human corpses. In terms of strength, not to mention the same as living people, in fact, their strength is not as good as before because of the decay of muscles and mutual gnawing.
Although the mysterious resurrection power that drives them can make the body with only bones active.
But strength has never been the monster's forte.
Stepping on the top of the cliff again, Kiel breathed slowly and carefully through his nose, looking down at the many living corpses who stood up and stretched out their hands to him because of the presence of living people.
"Looks like the fans at the concert?"
To make a fuss, Keir lit it with his finger, counting the number of living corpses underneath.
Some of them were crawling with only half of their bodies left, relying on their rotten arms to move around. Keel also counted these as separate ones. After counting, Keir sighed: "What a bunch of shit."
"Thirty-nine people, both men and women, mostly women."
Shaking his head, he knew why there were more women among the living corpses, but he couldn't think about this kind of thing deeply, otherwise he would fall into rage and emotions.
"Give you a home that humans deserve. The Church of the God of the Dead always says that everything returns to dust. In fact, after death, it turns into ashes instead of you. It's really good."
Kiel pulled out the magic dagger at his waist, looked at the color of the magic gemstone inlaid on the gauntlet, found that it was still red, and stretched the dagger forward.
He aimed at the living corpses who were also stretching out their hands towards him.
"Burning the enemy!"
He said helplessly the password to activate the magic weapon.
Immediately, the magic light flashed on the magic dagger, and then sprayed forward along the dagger body, releasing a large number of magic sparks. These magic sparks then quickly transformed into large groups of high-temperature magic flames in the air, and they spurted out violently.
The scorching white light completely illuminated the large deep cave, and the huge flame expansion released a loud roar and radiated light and heat.
Kiel used his left hand to block the front of the visor, resisting the white light and heat waves coming from the pavement.
Unlike the previous performances in open spaces in the wild, the air in the cave does not circulate as freely as in the wild. Although there was weak ventilation in the depths of the cave, the huge amount of heat released still heated up the entire cave a lot, which was something Kiel hadn't expected before using the weapon.
But fortunately, although the surrounding area became hot, it was still within his tolerance range.
Perhaps it is within the range of his heat tolerance after he has mostly become a knight. The knights have a high resistance to cold and heat, and the natural cold and heat have not caused any major troubles to them who have become fighting machines.
Keir didn't realize at this time that the temperature of the surrounding cave was already as high as 60 or 70 degrees. A normal person would soon collapse and die due to the high temperature in this temperature, but he felt fine.
Although it is hot, it is still within the tolerance range.
After talking about Kiel, let's take a look at the living corpses shrouded in high-temperature magic flames.
The tattered and remnant clothes on their bodies were roasted into coke by high temperature in just an instant, and then the hair soaked in rotting mucus for a long time, turned into foul-smelling smoke the moment the flame approached, and then flew into the cave.
There wasn't much flesh in the first place, and as soon as the flame touched it, it dehydrated and burned quickly, and then turned into ashes in less than a second. The human skeleton, which was pale and filled with mysterious power, did not last long.
The bones were quickly dried and dehydrated, and then the surface heated up and fell off, changing from a solid whole to a powder-like structure. There is a mysterious power that drives them to move inside, and there is no way or resistance to the flames. Amid the crackling sound, not even a shadow can be left, and they are dissipated in the huge amount of magical light and heat without anyone knowing.
When the finger moves away from the magic ruby that it touches, the dagger no longer emits magic sparks that can produce flames.
There were bursts of smoke around, but a large amount of smoke and high temperature gradually moved towards the direction of wind flow inside the cave. Kiel fanned his face with his hands, took small mouthfuls of breath for a while, and suddenly felt that the original stench had decreased a lot.
He looked down and saw that the entire place under the cliff of the high platform had left a gray area that seemed to be spreading radioactively. There is nothing in the gray-white area, and the rocks on the ground are even slightly red and shiny, like lava.
On the ground that was originally full of living corpses, only piles of gray agglomerated dust and ashes remained.
"Is it the ashes?"
Keel saw half of the face bone from the dust agglomerates, so he judged that the living corpses were all burned to ashes.
"With such a powerful flame, there should be nothing left of those living corpses. Hey, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, those who want to go, can't stay."
He muttered a word, and turned around on the small high platform, but he didn't find any living corpses left on the ground at the bottom.
Even the half of the living corpse that was a little further away was only a bone, motionless.
Even if it is only slightly affected, and a little farther away, because the dagger is facing the ground, the flames sprayed on the ground will extend all the way close to the ground, and the range is far larger and wider than Keel imagined.
It’s better to put it this way, the high-temperature magical flame sprayed by the dagger’s one-time unit is fixed, and it always releases so much heat. The heat is either released in the open space, burning up a large area in front of it, or it hits the ground. It will also allow these high-temperature flames to spread close to the ground, burning out a larger area.
"If you add an energy-gathering tube, wouldn't it be able to spray farther?" He shook his head, wondering if there is any material that can gather the magic flame that can melt even stones a little.
Just when Keir felt that he had killed all the living corpses in the cave, he planned to turn around and leave this hot and dry place.
In the scabbard at his waist, the long sword buzzed and popped out with a clang.
"What? What else?"
Kiel was a little surprised. With such a powerful high-temperature flame, there are still powerful living corpses that can't be killed?
"Could it be that there are some big bosses that gathered all the power of the living corpses to appear at this time?" He thought it was impossible, but his spiritual weapon told him that there were still living corpses left in the cave.
"Hey, then I have to see and see. Just in time, don't you want to kill these living corpses yourself to take revenge? I'll leave the rest to you?"
Kiel drew out his long sword, bypassed the hottest place under the high platform, and jumped directly.
Boom, the combat boots fell to the ground, stirring up a circle of bone dust.
"Look, it can be put into the urn, and there are still living corpses alive?"
He said so, but in fact his spirit did not relax.
Aiming the long sword at the place with the most living corpses before, Kiel asked, "Is this the direction?"
The long sword shook, indicating that it was not.
Kiel aimed the long sword deeper into the cave: "What about this direction?"
The long sword trembled, indicating yes.
"Then go."
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The deep cave is long and narrow and extends downward.
But it does not mean that the cave is endless, the surrounding rock walls are shrinking, and there is a gap in the top of the cave, which absorbs the smoke from the previous combustion, and it is unknown where it is sent to due to the pressure difference in the cave.
The ground in front of it was no longer as white and clean as it had been burned by the flames, but carrion and broken bones appeared on the uneven rocky ground again.
Kiel walked a straight-line distance of more than 30 meters, and then the long sword was slightly deflected to the left in his hand, and he turned to look at the rock wall on the left.
There are many large and small cracks produced by the friction and extrusion of large rocks and flat rock walls.
From these fissures oozed water dripped, making the only sound in the silent depths of the cavern.
No, not the only one.
Kiel carefully moved his boots closer, put his long sword on top of the shield, and made a standard shield-holding fighting posture to slowly advance.
In a huge rock crack extending from the ground, in a dark crack as thick as a waist, there was a faint moaning and roaring sound.
"it's here?"
The long sword trembled, indicating that it was here.
Kiel tapped the metal shield with his weapon and made a provocative voice: "Corpse, come out, come out and die! No, come out and end this deformed death."
But there was only a small roar in the dark rock crevice, and the things inside did not come out.
"If you don't come out, you will die if you don't come out."
Kiel approached carefully, but when he was outside the opening of the rock crevice, he was stunned. He frowned, staring closely at the thing trapped in the crevice of the rock.
It's a living corpse, yes, after all, no one can survive in a cave full of living corpses. Neither can monsters.
But this living corpse is only as high as his waist to chest, and his thin bones cannot be faked.
At the same time, on the rotten head, there was a long brown hair stained with rotten liquid, and it could be seen that when the other party was alive, it should be a young girl.
On the rotting face, two rows of small teeth with missing teeth rattled, and it seemed that he wanted to tear off a piece of his flesh with his mouth. But its human pelvis was stuck in the suddenly tightened rock gap, unable to advance or retreat.
The tiny left arm stretched out towards Kiel, but even so, its palm couldn't reach the cracks in the rock, let alone scratch Kiel's body.
A pair of empty eye sockets, as the head swayed from side to side in the gap, I don't know if it is longing for Kiel's flesh and blood, or curiously looking at this real living person who was originally only a place where moving dead bodies haunted.
Keel bit his lip and sighed heavily.
"Why."
The long sword trembled, as if asking if he should do it, but Kiel put the sword away and inserted it into the scabbard.
Hunting seemed to want to make a move, but Kiel retracted the shield with his left hand, and landed heavily on the hilt of the sword, pressing it down.
"It's a crime."
He pulled out his dagger and muttered in a low voice: "It's hot."
The dagger released a sword-shaped flame extending over a meter forward, and the flame penetrated along the cracks in the rocks, igniting and burning the entire stuck little living corpse.
The outstretched left arm was burned and fell to the ground. On the active wrist, a metal bracelet fell out of the carrion.
Keel, attracted by the sound of metal clanging, looked down to see this.
Then he twisted the small metal bracelet with the fingers of his left hand, and swept down with his right hand, burning and pulverizing the still moving palm of his left hand.
The bracelet was stained with rotten things. Keel carefully twisted the small bracelet with his fingers, flicked it back and forth on the flame a few times, caught it in another place, and flicked it a few more times. Put it away carefully.
The sword-shaped flame swept back and forth several times, and the carrion on the little living corpse was reduced to ashes, and then only the skeleton of the skeleton struggled for a while, and finally turned into broken and collapsed bone powder and bones.
Taking his finger away from the gemstone, Kiel's cold face finally showed a trace of fatigue.
Putting away the dagger, Kiel stood there, stunned for a while.
I don't know when, the hilt weight ball hunted by the long sword, that is, the moonlight iron ball he bought, also released a round of gentle light like moonlight.
It was not as cold as the magic light, but a silver-white light appeared, and then, beside the rock gap in front of Kiel, there was an illusory and transparent figure of a little girl at some point.
She squatted quietly beside the crevice of the rock, with her back to Keir, as if she was looking at the figure of the little living corpse in the crevice.
Kiel blinked his eyes, looked suspiciously at the illusory image that appeared here strangely, and then looked at the ball at the end of his long sword's hilt.
He exhaled.
Kiel smelled the hot and choking smoke around him, and said softly, "Is there anything you want me to bring?"
The little girl didn't turn her body around, and the figure seemed to be dissipating quickly. After a few breaths, she disappeared. In the silent cave, only a soft sentence was floating back and forth, and it quickly disappeared.
"I'm so sad, I want revenge."
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Keel walked back to the place where he jumped off when he came back, looked up to judge the height, then took a deep breath, and jumped up with all his strength.
The jump was still a bit short, but Keel finally grabbed the edge of the ledge and climbed up.
He walked out of the cave that he would never come back to in silence, and walked towards the top of the cave.
Returning to the spacious and bright cave hall, Keir saw the young refugees who were busy carrying wooden boxes.
One by one, they happily carried the valuable and worthless original merchant goods out of the cave. Kiel saw that all the things he selected had been moved. At this time, these young people were carrying more quantities with red faces, but the value was limited. , and other goods that are not useful.
"Don't move!"
He stopped loudly.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the young knight in a daze.
"I don't even look at those horses. How much can a few carriages carry? With so many things, are you going to use your arms and legs to carry them back? Are you afraid of being exhausted on the road?"
When Kiel said this, many young people lowered their heads, and UU read books www.uukanshu.com with ashamed expressions.
With a wave of his hand, Kiel drove them out: "This ￥%...like place, and this bad smell, order it all for me, burn it!"
The young man in command looked up at Kiel, and after confirming that the young knight really meant this, he held up a torch to light up, and went to the surrounding wooden boxes and wooden cages to light the fire himself.
Keel grabbed the metal candlesticks and candles that were still lit on the wooden table in the middle: "Take this, it can sell for some money."
Throwing the candlestick to the young refugees who evacuated here, Kiel looked at the burning cave, shook his head, and was the last one to walk out.
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When he came outside where the crowds were buzzing, Keel found that the carriage had almost been repaired. The young man unloaded the floor on the ground of the wooden house and used it as a plank to reinforce the carriage.
At this time, everyone was bundling the things seized from the robbers into the car, and the weak rescued people also got into the car and sat among the many odds and ends.
Keel found the young man who was snuggling beside the old man, and while the other was watching, he placed a small metal bracelet in front of his eyes.
And said a few words in the boy's ear.
Those were the last words of a vanished soul.
Keel didn't know what happened to people after death, whether they hated the world or something.
But obviously, the last words of the suffering girl changed the boy.
The boy held the bracelet tightly, didn't say anything, didn't cry, just buried his head on the grain bag beside him. No one could see his expression.
"My lord, what did you say?"
asked the old man.
"nothing."
Keel replied.
In the dark, moonless night, at some point, it began to drizzle.