Chapter 42 Undead What other world? Lumian was startled and looked out the window. He should have seen mountains, meadows and trees, but what he saw was a wilderness, and the pale clouds in the sky were piled up layer by layer, blocking out all the sunlight and making everything seem to be in a huge shadow. At this time, in the dark brown wilderness, one figure after another was walking and wandering. Most of them were wearing white linen clothes, their faces were pale with bluish color, their eyes were extremely empty, and their mouths were slightly open. This doesn't look like a normal person. Among the countless figures, some were running madly, towards the end of the wilderness, or coming from the end of the wilderness, as if they would never be able to stop this behavior and get the long-desired rest. At the end of the wilderness, at a place that looks like a cliff, you can vaguely see some dark monsters with goat horns on their heads and human-like bodies. From time to time, they grab a figure wearing white linen clothes and throw the other person down. The screams came from there, faintly reaching the ears of Lumian and Aurore. Ta-da-da, among the countless figures, there was a tall human wearing dark full body armor, riding a white horse that was so thin that it seemed only skin and bones were left. Sometimes he walked slowly, and sometimes he galloped back and forth, as if he was herding sheep. Lumian had excellent eyesight, and when the other person turned around, he could see "him" clearly from a long distance. Inside his metallic helmet, two deep red lights flickered like flames, and there was a hideous wound on his neck that extended all the way to his navel, almost splitting him in half, causing a long section of his pale intestines to be dragged out.
Without needing any other evidence, a thought immediately flashed through Lumian's mind: Death knight! This is the Death Knight that often appears in many folk legends of Intis! Just at this moment, the carriage he and Auror were riding in stopped. Naroka said nothing, opened the car door and walked out. Apart from the clothes, her pale face, empty eyes, and numb expression became more and more like those figures in white linen clothes. Aurore withdrew her gaze from the window and said in a deep voice: “This place is full of undead. "Don't leave my side now." As she spoke, she took out a golden brooch and put it on her body. At the same time, she used her other hand to pull out a handful of gray-black powder from the secret pocket of her clothes. Lumian lay down in the front and looked at where the driver was. He found that Severus had become the same as Naroka, with a pale face and empty eyes. He was walking slowly into the depths of the wilderness, as if he had been dead for a long time. He hurriedly said to Aurore: “Sister, I am already a Beyonder. You deal with these undead spirits, and I will drive the car. Let’s get out of here as soon as possible!” Considering that he had no ability to deal with undead ghosts and other creatures, he had to be a coachman temporarily. Of course, if the Death Knight rushed over, he would also try his best to help block it. Aurore was surprised and didn't bother to ask more questions. She reminded: "Look at the horse's condition!" Lumian finally came to his senses and started observing the horses ahead. They seemed to have been drained of their flesh and blood, their fur had withered, and they were wrapped around their bones, lying motionless. "The two horses seem to be dead." Lumian reported the situation. Before Aurore could say anything, the undead wandering around them seemed to smell the breath of the living, and they changed direction and rushed to the side of the carriage, trying to get in. "XXX." Aurore pronounced a word in a language that Lumian could not understand.
As she uttered this word, the golden brooch in front of her glowed slightly, and the gray-black powder in her left hand instantly burned, emitting an intense but not irritating golden light. The light flowed in all directions like water. As soon as the undead came into contact with it, they screamed instinctively and green smoke came out of their "bodies". They wanted to retreat, but more undead were rushing forward, and a large number of figures had to crowd around the carriage, and "people" kept evaporating and disappearing. Lumian looked on with envy and sadness. He was annoyed that he could not provide much help, and he became more and more eager to improve his sequence and gain more abilities. Seeing that the powder in Aurore's hand was about to burn out, and the undead not far away were still rushing over here, completely ignoring the figures in front of them that had been melted by the light, Lumian quickly reminded: “We can’t stay here forever. "Go outside!" Even if my sister prepares enough materials, she can't deal with so many undead! Moreover, the Death Knight and the devil-like creatures at the end of the wilderness have not come here yet. The best way at the moment is to rely on the materials that have not been consumed and forcibly escape from this wilderness known as the "other world". Aurore nodded and said simply: "You follow me." As soon as she finished speaking, the gray-black powder in her hand burned out, and the empty wilderness around her was suddenly filled with the influx of undead. Aurore quickly took out another handful of materials and, with the help of the golden brooch in front of her, let them burn naturally, creating a brilliant golden light. The undead who had just approached the carriage screamed and melted into the light. Aurore immediately jumped off the carriage and ran towards the nearest edge of the wilderness, followed closely by Lumian. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the golden light and grabbed Lumian's arm. Lumian had excellent intuition and senses. He sensed the danger in advance and turned his forearm to pull out the hand. Snapped! He felt as if he had hit a piece of solid ice, and an intense chill rushed into his body, freezing him for a short while. As his teeth chattered, Lumian saw the owner of the hand. It was also a ghost wearing white linen clothes, but it had a mask made of white paper on its face, and its figure evaporated very slowly in the golden light. Seeing Lumian stop, the strange undead suddenly became ethereal and was about to overlap with him. At this moment, a pure and sacred light shone and fell on the masked undead. It suddenly stood there, its body burning violently and dissipating in wisps of black gas. "Don't stop!" Auror withdrew her right hand from the golden brooch and continued to run wildly. Lumian shook off the cold and strode after his sister. Relying on handfuls of gray-black powder and the wizard's spells, the two of them forced their way through the wilderness, one in front and one behind. Countless undead spirits in white linen clothes evaporated in the golden light. Unfortunately, Auror couldn't prepare only one kind of material and fill each bag with the same thing. As a wizard, she had to consider various situations and scenarios.
Before long, her secret bag of sunflower powder was empty. At this time, they were still several hundred meters away from the edge of the wilderness, and the undead around them seemed endless. What made the siblings even more terrified was that the Death Knight seemed to have noticed the movement here and turned his horse towards them. In the golden light, Aurora's expression changed several times. She slowed down her pace and gritted her teeth and said: "Stupid brother, when you hear me shout 'three', run to the edge of the wilderness and don't look back!" Lumian was about to object, but Aurore added: "Don't worry, I'll follow you. If you stay, you'll only interfere with my use of a powerful spell and hinder my escape." As she spoke, she took off the golden brooch in front of her, handed it to Lumian, who also slowed down, and gave him instructions: "Focus your spirituality and extend it to this brooch. Then repeat this word while you run wildly. 'XXX'!" Lumian didn't understand the word, but forced himself to memorize the pronunciation. As soon as he got the gold brooch, he felt a warm light shining on his body, and many dark thoughts disappeared, making his thinking a little dull. Instinctively putting on the brooch, Lumian concentrated his mind and extended his spirituality according to his sister's instructions. Aurore saw that the gray-black powder in her hand was getting less and less, so she took out other materials and shouted loudly: "one two Three!" In order not to drag down his sister, Lumian ran wildly. Almost at the same time, he shouted out the word: "XXX!" The gold brooch lit up, emitting rays of light golden sunlight. At this moment, Lumian seemed to be wearing a small sun on his chest, and the undead around him instinctively avoided him. Ding Ding Deng! Even as he was running, he was still worried about his sister. He couldn't help but turn his body half sideways and turn his head to look where Auror was. Aurore stayed where she was, with black air swirling around her. This black air seemed to have a strong attraction to the undead, causing them to abandon Lumian and flock to Auror. Lumian was no fool. When he saw this scene, he realized that his sister's words "she would follow behind" were a lie. "Aurore!" He shouted, braked suddenly, and turned his body. He was afraid that those who died in the cycle would actually die when the cycle ended. Aurore looked back and saw that he had stopped. She hurriedly shouted: "Are you stupid? Run!" Lumian ran towards Auror without saying anything. The undead in front of him made way under the light of the golden brooch. Seeing this, Aurore lowered her head slightly and cursed softly: "What an idiot..."
She immediately pulled out another material and sprinkled the iron-black material on Lumian. Lumian was immediately held down by an invisible giant hand and forcibly pushed to the edge of the wilderness. He struggled violently, but couldn't find any point to exert force. The next second, he saw Auror, with her blonde hair tied up, smiling a slightly sad smile. Aurore called softly: "Stupid brother, live well..." Before she finished her words, the black air around her had been completely devoured by the undead. She was directly exposed to countless figures and the Death Knight. "Aurore!" Lumian opened his eyes to the limit, and his eye sockets seemed to be about to crack. A lot of red blood appeared in his pupils and on the surface of his skin. But he was still inevitably pushed to the edge of the wilderness. At this moment, all the undead stopped moving. It seemed like something was happening in the distance. Aurore sensed something and looked in surprise, seeing an open carriage passing by. The carriage was like a conch or a cradle, dark red in color. It was pulled not by horses but by two dark creatures with horns that looked like demons. Inside the car sat a woman wearing a flower crown and a green dress, and she looked very much like Mrs. Pualis. But unlike Mrs. Puaris, she had a very dignified temperament. The Death Knight turned his horse and followed the lady. All the undead in the wilderness made the same choice. They gathered behind the carriage and headed towards the vague mountains on the other side of the wilderness. (End of this chapter)