"What kind of immortal medicine is not even lying! If there is really this medicine, it's your turn?" The nobleman closest to him slapped the thief twice, then turned to Eber and said, "Brother, I see that this guy has nothing to say in the truth. Should I drag it down and torture him to confess?"

But Eber had already frozen in place, fear filling his eyes, causing his pupils to gradually swell. The nightmare about the thief leader who had resurrected from the dead made a comeback and wrapped his whole body.

"Hurry up, go out with me!"

He hurriedly walked out of the room, down the stairs, out of the hall, and came to the outdoors.

A blood-red full moon hung in the sky, and a few crows cried from afar.

"Brother, what's wrong?" asked the nobles who rushed over.

Eber asked in a trembling voice as he touched the thick goose bumps on his body:

"Look at these corpses... are they much less than just now?"

“Is there any?”

"Yes." Eber pointed forward with his trembling hands, "The leader is gone."

Eber hit the middle of his eyebrows with a flying axe, Eber pulled the body around and threatened him. Eber threw it out as a weapon and fell to pieces. All of this focused too much attention, so that they could not deny it now - the thief leader who was obviously dead, his body disappeared.

"Is it possible that it was dragged away by other thieves?" Some nobles asked with luck.

"It's not just the leader." Some nobles took a breath, "The thieves I killed seemed to have disappeared."

A gust of evening breeze blew, causing the nobles of the Almani Federation to shudder.

"Over there—!" a nobleman pointed ahead and shouted in panic, "There is a corpse standing up over there!"

All eyes gathered in an instant in the direction pointed by the nobleman. They saw a thief's body standing slowly, his intestines flowing all over the ground, but the wounds on his stomach were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the empty eyes of the corpse were gradually becoming bright and clear.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Fear made a nobleman irritate his anger. He waved his sword and rushed towards the half-dead thief, kicked him to the ground, and then stabbed him down like crazy with his sword!

At first, a chaotic wailing sound came from the thief's mouth. Soon after, the wailing sound disappeared and he turned into a corpse again.

Another gust of cold wind blew, making the nobles feel cold all over.

"Brother, it's very strange here. Why don't we leave quickly?"

"Yeah." Eber nodded in horror.

"Brother, it's not good, look here!"

The nobles who were the first to run to the gate of the camp pointed at the foot of the mountain in panic. But they saw hundreds of fires lit up in the dark forest, and were rushing towards the mountain. The leader of the thief who was resurrected from the dead gathered the fleeing thieves again and were preparing to counterattack the camp!

The severe pain from the wound on his shoulder made Ebel roll his eyes. His left shoulder was seriously injured, and his magic power was already bottoming out. When he looked at his companions around him, he was exhausted even if he was not injured.

Ebert panicked.

"Quickly, close the village door!"

"Brother, you have pushed down the village gate!"

"Then, retreat to the hall!"

"Brother, you have also trampled the wall of the hall!"

There was no choice but to retreat to the second floor. The nobles threw the thief who was still looking at the second floor downstairs. Then, they used their last bit of magic to work together to tear down the stairs.

The thieves rushed up, but had no way to go upstairs for a while, so they could only curse below. Only then did the Almani nobles breathe a little and sort out the status quo:

"It's amazing. What did these thieves do? Such a serious wound healed so quickly? Can the water in those bottles really make people immortal?"

"It should be a magic to restore wounds, and it is an extremely powerful magic to restore wounds. I heard that the descendants of some families are under extremely rare Apollo protection, which can cure wounds and diseases, and can also be equipped with powerful potions far beyond ordinary drugs. Is this related to Apollo protectionists?"

"I have never heard of any Apollo Guardians who are alive. The Apollo Guardians who can cure diseases and trauma have always been loved. If so, they will definitely be famous all over the world. Moreover, even Apollo Guardians may not be worthy of "Eternal Life" medicine. But I heard that dragons have extremely strong vitality and healing power. The warriors who signed a blood contract with dragons can heal wounds quickly like dragons. A few years ago, weren't there rumors of black dragons in the Pirate Kingdom? Could it be related to dragons?"

"Then you also need to find a dragon who is willing to sign a contract with you. Did you just hear it? They just drank a little smelly drink and will never die!"

"It's not immortality."

Eber recovered and interrupted:

"Think about it carefully. Whether it is the little leader on the ship or the thief who just got up in front of us, their wounds have only healed once. After being killed by us the second time, they can't get up. Moreover, according to the thief just now, everyone here drank the potion, but not everyone has been resurrected, right?"

"It seems that this is true... but even so, it is terrible enough. There is a chance that the potion will be resurrected once, even if it loses everything, many people will rush to ask for it."

"The most terrifying thing is not this, but the idea of ​​'resurrecting from the dead' itself." Eber glanced down worriedly, "After confirming this, these thieves will attack even more desperately."

——"Hey, you should be all nobles with great status!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The leader killed by Eber walked out of the crowd with a big axe. Before his drunkenness had dissipated, he walked swaggeringly, extremely swaggeringly.

"Listen!" He shouted at the nobles upstairs, "I will give you a chance to come down and fight one-on-one with me. Who dares to come down?"

"He doesn't seem to know that he can only be resurrected once." Eber held down a noble companion who wanted to jump down, "Don't duel with such a person who is not afraid of death. Let's first reply to physical strength and magic."

"Why? Don't you all look down on people? When it comes to duels, you crouch on it and dare not come down?"

The leader turned around with a laugh and patted the butts at the group of nobles.

"Come on, come down and hit me? Come down and hit me? Are you so afraid of me? Are you a group of girls?"

Another nobleman couldn't help but want to jump down, and Eber tried his best to stop him.

"Let me go, I can't allow him to defile my reputation!" the noble roared.

"Since that's the case, then you can find a way to live instead of going to die!" Ebert overwhelmed the nobleman with a louder voice. "Think about it, if you die here, how will the pirate kingdom laugh at us after attacking us? What will our reputation become?"

"Boss!" A young thief hurriedly ran in from outside, "a few more ships are coming towards the port, not our ship!"
Chapter completed!