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Chapter 199 Kamavia Soldiers

Zell knew that many people had the same questions as Bronn, and explained: "Many years ago, the great destruction released from the center of the island destroyed the entire Fukugawa Island civilization, and frozen everything in Hynia at the moment of explosion."

"The Curse of Defeat..." Oluy sighed: "Before it has become Shadow Island, we, Baru and the scholars of Fukugawa Island, have close contact. They even helped the Baru people build a temple here, and exchange each other's cultures in a friendly manner."

"What about now?"

"The priest Baru who came to the island to study failed to escape the curse. We tried to find the temple but returned without success. Now these things can only be heard in the legend."

Every few months, Baru sends candlelighters to Shadow Island, pouring the holy anoint on the altar along the way to light the beacons.

The original intention of doing this is to search for survivors and leave them shelter. However, as the black fog continues to grow, it has evolved into a warning effect.

If a Soul Erosion Night occurs, the surging black fog will extinguish the beacon, and they will be able to sense it as soon as possible.

"The story is over and the people are all together. Can anyone tell me where to go now? I can't wait to invite Planck to a gun."

The more people, the easier it is to attract the undead, so except for the eight-man team, including Parker, Sarah only let a few subordinates who carry things go ashore, and all other crew members stay on the Beauty. If her first mate Raven had not been injured and could not follow him, Sarah would have let him follow him.

After that, the Beauty will not continue to be docked in the port, but will drive to a place far away from the black fog of the island, and wait for Sarah's signal to come back to pick them up.

A group of people looked at each other, some were looking for Fuguangshui, some were looking for Planck, and some were walking in the direction where the black fog was thickest, without an accurate answer.

Zell was very glad that he contacted Ah Li in advance, otherwise it would be difficult to draw a unified conclusion if he continued to fight like this.

"Ahem, listen to me. A friend came to Shadow Island earlier than us and we were going to cross the Coast Academy to the Twisted Jungle, and she said she would be waiting for us there."

"Academy? Is it that tall tower?" Bron pointed to a building on the mountain to the east. The top of its tower was broken, and rubble and gravel were suspended in the sky, which was very desolate.

Zell nodded, and Bronn was in high spirits: "It doesn't look very far, so why are you talking about? Let's go."

The group walked towards the mountain, and the indigenous people built wide stone steps on the road, which was still solid and reliable even after thousands of years of hardship.

Roy landed behind, looked at Yasuo from the corner of his eyes, and asked in Zell's ear, "Don't you tell him about that friend?"

"When the time comes, let them tell themselves, I'm quite curious about what Yasuo's reaction will be."

Yasuo always acts like he is indifferent to everything, so Zell wants to surprise him, which is his little bad taste.

On the way up the mountain, the fog surged back and forth, bringing many undead like never before.

A pale ghost flew out of the house on the roadside, wrapped in a white broken canvas, and the belt and chains tightly tied the outline of the body. It seemed that he was a woman during his lifetime.

Her hood rose and fell with her breathing, but what was terrifying was that when she inhaleted and fitted her face, she could not see the outline of her facial features.

The ghost was staying above everyone. When Zel was about to look up and study whether to wear it under the broken canvas, she suddenly summoned a group of fog spirits to attack the people.

These weak fog spirits failed to break through the light of the lantern and hurt the people inside. Parker threw a harpoon with his backhand to tear the broken canvas, and all the witch spirits escaped back to the black fog.

Unfortunately, there was nothing under the broken canvas, and even the illusory body condensed by energy could not be seen, and Zell was very disappointed.

He obviously has such a good figure, but unfortunately he is a leather hood ghost.

This should belong to the undead who is bound in objects. As long as the object is destroyed, the corresponding spirit body will be destroyed.

A vague spirit came towards him. He had no body, and the floating stones formed the face.

His expression was peaceful, as if he could not see a few people, and he slowly floated over, hitting the light shield and shattered into a stone.

But after a few people passed by, it regrouped into a broken face and walked towards the direction of the mountain.

The calm sea surface in the distance stirred up, and a swift crab made of stone or armor crawled from the black sea water to the beach.

It was as huge as a ship, more than ten times larger than the blue crab they encountered last time, with blue smoke storms in the cracks on the body surface.

This giant swift crab did not come to their troubles, it stayed on the beach to pick up scatters, add armor to its shell, and absorbed the dead souls for its core.

Some of the undead are not aggressive and snatching instincts. If a good innocent person set foot on the land of Shadow Island, he or she is lucky, he or she may encounter a compassionate or empathetic soul and try to lead him to a safe place.

A burst of laughter came into his ears. Zell looked in the sound and saw a little girl swinging under a combo tree, making waves of ghostly laughter.

The little girl looked harmless, and her innocent smile was completely different from the dry and gloomy ugly faces of other undead, but Sarah still invited her to eat a gun, which turned her into a smoke and dissipated.

This laughter aroused the despair in her heart. Through the light shield, she felt the urge to jump over the stone steps and jump off the cliff, so she had to disappear.

Most of the undead we encountered on the road failed to break through the protection of the Holy Ointment. It can basically be said that it is safe to hide in the light shield.

They came to the main entrance of the academy, and a square of dozens of soldiers on the bridge in front of them were trying to break through the defense of the mage regiment.

The two sides fought together, but the strange thing was that their attack did not cause any damage to the enemy.

The sword cut through the illusory body, the ghost fire burned the rusted armor, and the spiritual body rippled in waves without any damage.

"These were Kamavia soldiers..." Gwen's memory was pulled out like a thread.

In order to save the queen, Foyego led his army to Fuguang Island. But at that time the queen was dead, and Fuguangshui was unable to turn the world back.

The wise man on the island rejected Foyego, so he forced himself to land on the island, asking the soldiers to kill everyone who stood in front of him.

For the thousand years after that, the people who died as a result were still trapped in endless battles and could not rest in peace.

After reading this, Gwen hated Foyego a little more.

She strides forward, and for Isuld, she needs to free these dead souls, even if it is only one in a thousand cycles of reincarnation.

Seeing her approaching, the soldiers and mages stopped and turned to her.

The staff swung, and a black light filled with death energy shot towards Gwen, and sharp arrows followed one after another.
Chapter completed!
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