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Chapter 172 of the Four Seals: The End

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    "Who are you? Or rather, what are you?"

    Lorna stared at Veratile in a questioning tone. What she saw in front of her was no longer the dark and majestic Necromancer she was familiar with, but a man who looked to be in his 30s but without even a single wrinkle.  woman.

    The only thing this woman has in common with the Necromancer is the clothes she wears. Even the magical aura that makes Lorna feel very uncomfortable is different from that of Villatil.

    If she hadn¡¯t changed in front of Lorna, then Lorna really thought that the person standing opposite her was a priest or priest from a certain god¡¯s mansion.

    "I have answered your doubts, so is it your turn now?"

    After finishing speaking, Villatil approached Lorna at a speed many times faster than Lorna imagined. Even though Lorna kept a safe distance (at least Lorna thought that distance was safer), she was not able to escape.

    Velatiel's slender fingers touched Lorna's forehead. From the moment of contact, Lorna's mind was like a slideshow showing the things she had encountered recently, and then going further back.

    The werewolf's following, the lizard monster, the seven-man mercenary group, worshiping Silas, the month of the mercenary group's adventure, and Silas's death. Many things came to mind in her mind until she was about to recount the story with Bill.  During the bloody dance during the battle, Lorna recovered from her shock, and all the strength in her body surged in an instant, breaking away from that slender finger.

    "VelatierMasteranyway, I don't want anyone to peek into my memory in this way."

    While Lorna was speaking, she saw a frown on Veratile's originally calm face. Instead, she saw something that caused her a lot of trouble from her own memory.

    "What is the connection between Peloctus, Cadmanli, the weird ghost, and Wall"

    Velatiel was spying on Lorna's memory, which would inevitably prevent her from 'seeing' Lorna's pair of dark wings. Of course, Lorna could not remind her of this in a friendly manner at this time, and Lorna did not care about that.

    "This is really a huge troubleOkay, you can leave"

    Villatil's frown slowly relaxed, but Lorna did not want to leave. She still wanted to ask about some things that she was more concerned about, but after seeing the other party wave his hand impatiently, she chose to leave wisely.  .

    "There is no need to add more unnecessary trouble to herself" is what Rona thinks in her heart. Since she has decided not to leave again, all the disputes have nothing to do with her.

    Lorna didn't go far after leaving the room when she saw a death knight. However, the figure of this death knight was completely different from Stanley and Wilson, and it was even less likely to be the tall Rhodes. He looked relatively thin.  He wasn't wearing any weapons, at least that's what it looked like.

    The death knight had already bent down and bowed when Lorna saw him, as if to show respect to the 'senior' who had been the guardian of the tomb, but Lorna sincerely felt that the other person looked familiar, and she didn't know where he was.  I had seen it before, so I walked towards the death knight.

    When she ordered the other person to raise his head, what Lorna saw was a familiar face. She had definitely seen this person before, but she couldn't remember where he was.

    She said hello to the junior death knight, but there was no reaction from the other party. This was within Lorna's expectation. Although some death knights still retained their feelings, they did not bother to express them.

    When she walked to the tomb hall in a roundabout way, an idea flashed in Lorna's mind, and she immediately looked back to the place where she came from before - the place where the death knight once stood, but the death knight had already left.

    Lorna remembered where she had seen that face before. It was one of the few humans she had seen in this tomb a few years ago before she left the tomb.

    Among the intruders who broke into the tomb, the first person to cause harm to Lorna, a death knight, was the assassin. The other intruders called him Shadow.

    At this moment, Lorna vaguely felt an ominous feeling. She was the one who killed the assassin named Shadow. She cut off one of his arms and killed him. But why she became a death knight now?  Did Ratiel wake him up?

    Thinking of this question, Lorna suddenly felt so stupid. Who else could be there besides Veratier? There would not be another necromancer in this tomb.

    But why did Villatil wake this man?  Is it a conspiracy?  Or is it just a coincidence?

    From the other party¡¯s reaction just now, Lorna did not feel any hostility from the other party. If the other party was hostile, it would be difficult for Lorna now.At present, even if murderous intent can be concealed, murderous intention cannot be concealed.

    But Lorna didn¡¯t feel anything. She just felt that the other person looked familiar, and she didn¡¯t see any clues on the other person¡¯s face or body.

    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s just a coincidence, I¡¯m already a little neurotic now, I hope so.

    Lorna came to the room that Venus prepared for her. It was the room she had lived in before. Although there was no decoration, it had a comfortable bed. Originally, this room did not have these things because the undead did not need to rest, but Lorna  I got this bed through persistence or willfulness.

    After changing her clothes and lying on the bed, suddenly a fatigue that she had not felt for a long time swept through Lorna's body and mind. Even though she did not need sleep to maintain abundant energy, she was mentally exhausted after not sleeping for a long time.  Unbearable.

    Coupled with the soft quilt and the relaxation of the tight nerves, Lorna closed her eyes. The moment Lorna closed her eyes, she turned over and sat up because she thought of Leviathan.  advice and the red-haired woman with terrifying abilities.

    At this moment, Lorna's door opened, and a figure stood at the door looking at Lorna, who had just sat up from the bed with her upper body exposed.

    Lorna looked at the other person, and the other person also looked at her. The gender of her soul and her current identity made Lorna not feel shy at all because of her upper body, but she was just alert in the face of uncertain factors.

    The owner of the Unfit Tomb, Vera Tiel, standing at the door, is not one of the vampire girls who are closely related to him, but the shadow assassin who died at his own hands.

    Lorna put on a very simple white shirt and got out of bed, and the death knight shadow also opened his mouth and said something.

    "The friend who came back with you doesn't seem to be in good condition. I hope you can go over and take a look, lest we be forced to turn him into an undead."

    "Lehman?"

    Lorna hesitated and nodded. A werewolf with sensitive senses would inevitably feel uncomfortable in a place with such a strong aura of death. Lorna had also thought about this, but she did not expect it to be as serious as the shadow said.

    However, because Lehman was Rona¡¯s ¡®friend¡¯, he was specially assigned to an area with fewer dead people, so it would take a few minutes for Rona to go anywhere.

    Lorna stepped out of the room without hesitation, and the shadow followed her. Not far away, Lorna felt something was wrong, and warily glanced behind where the Death Knight was.

    And what she saw was a sword aimed at her neck and swung rapidly. After all, Lorna still underestimated the hatred of the person in front of her, and also underestimated the opponent's ability. The reason why she couldn't feel any killing intent was because  It's because the other person was not a swordsman or a knight during his lifetime, but an assassin.

    When Lorna turned around, the opponent's sword was already a hair's length away from her neck. Death coils came out from Lorna's fingertips and hit the opponent's heart. But it was too late. Lorna could clearly feel her head leaving.  Lifting her body, the surrounding scene appeared in front of her at a strange angle.

    Is this the end of me? This is not the result I hope for

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