905 For Your Return (2/2)

As the sound waves spread out, many fuzzy banshees were dancing. All the flying clerics and knights hit the ground like raindrops. Those who could not fly trembled in fear as they watched it.

Vicente's face became cold. Looking at the red robe who was struggling to resist Banshee Wailing, he raised his left hand and pointed at the red robe.

Countless streaks of black hair immediately burst out of the red robe's body. He became as withered as a corpse. Then, he fell from midair helplessly, splitting into multiple pieces, but there was not a drop of blood.

Vicente looked down at the city and suddenly descended, landing before a middle-aged knight who was holding a longsword.

”Don't… Don't… Don't kill me…” The middle-aged knight waved his eyes in panic and moved backward. The knights around him were too frightened to help him.

Vicente said coarsely and earsplittingly, ”Andrew.”

”You… You know me. You… You are Vicente!” Andrew's eyes widened as he recognized the terrifying necromancer before him. The man looked exactly the same as twenty years ago except that his face did not have the slightest flesh anymore!

Vicente walked to Andrew slowly. ”It was you who reported me and killed Shirley.”

”It… It was none of my business. 'Crazy Hound' did it. I never thought that Shirley would get killed.” Andrew was almost in tears.

”Crazy Hound? Where is he?” Vicente asked coldly, ready to invade his brain if he did not get an answer.

Andrew was willing to confess anything to save himself. ”'Crazy Hound' is appreciated by the grand cardinal of the duchy for killing a lot of sorcerers and promoted to Cocus.”

”Cocus? I will find you…” Vicente looked toward the north. His eyes were full of coldness and irresolvable hate.

Then, he stared at Andrew again. ”Who else was involved?”

”There… There's also Lotell, Goon, the Tamer, and the Bone Digger. They are in the Inquisition here.” Andrew revealed the names of all the people who were involved in the case.

”Very good, to thank you for your honesty, I will not kill you in person.” Vicente put on a cruel smile. The army of the undead creatures behind him raged forward and drowned Andrew.

”NOOOOOOOO!”

Miserable and painful screams echoed nonstop while the undead creatures ripped and swallowed Andrew's flesh until there was nothing but bones left.

Vicente looked at the nobles who were gathered in the place. After they pushed Lotell and Goon out, he waved his hands, rotting the two nobles and turning them into zombies.

”Vicente, we had nothing to do with what happened. We are very sorry about the death of the Brenzells too. We will not stop you from seeking your revenge, but please do not kill the innocents.” The knight in the lead tried to calm down and begged sincerely.

Vicente said coldly, ”You could've saved her, but you didn't do anything.”

Then, the army of the undead creatures surged forward, consuming all the nobles.

After several minutes, Vicente reached the gate of the Inquisition on piles of bones. Most of the night watchers here, including the Tamer, had been killed in the battle just now.

”The Lord will not spare you!” The remaining interrogators in the Inquisition glared at Vicente.

Without saying a word, Vicente simply let the army of the undead creatures devour them, leaving only screams and the Bone Digger whose hair had been grayed.

”I only regret that I did not find out your whereabouts!” The Bone Digger seemed zealous and devoted.

”You'll have plenty of time for regrets,” Vicente said coarsely and softly, not intending to argue with him.

Pale fire emerged from the soul of the Bone Digger, burning him and making him cry in pain.

”The Lord will… Ahhh! … will punish you!

”NOOOOOOOO!

”Ahh! Damn it. Have mercy! Have mercy!

”Have mercy!”

Vicente walked to the cemetery without looking back, leaving the begging man behind. Gradually, the screams died down. Since the ordinary people were too scared to breathe, the whole city was as quiet as if it were dead.

In such silence, Vicente entered the cemetery and reached the tomb that he had seen too many times in his dreams.

The tomb opened without a sound, and the coffin rose straightly.

Vicente walked to one side of the coffin, fell on one of his knees, and opened the coffin gently.

”Shirley, I'm here to pick you up.” As the gap grew larger and larger, his cold eyes were more and more tender, filled with love and guilt.

Inside the coffin, a skeleton was lying quietly.

Vicente leaned down and kissed the mouth of the skeleton softly. As if he were in a dream, he said, ”Shirley, it will be fine. Everything will be fine. We will be together forever.”

A tear dropped from his eye onto Shirley's face.

Corrupt the soul and pursue death, not for an eternal life, but for your return!

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