Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 41

What other world? Lumian was startled and quickly turned his head to look out the window.

He should have seen mountains, pastures and trees, but what he saw was a wilderness, and the clouds in the sky were pale and stacked in layers, blocking all the sunlight, making everything seem to be in a huge shadow.

At this time, in the dark brown wilderness, figures were walking and wandering one after another. Most of them were wearing white linen clothes, their faces were white with blue, their eyes were extremely empty, and their mouths were slightly open.

This doesn't look like a normal person.

Among the countless figures, some are running wildly towards or from the end of the wilderness, as if they can never stop this behavior and get the long-awaited rest.

At the end of the wilderness, on a suspected cliff, you can vaguely see some dark monsters with ram-horned heads and human-like bodies. From time to time, they grab a figure wearing white linen and throw the opponent down.

The screams came from this and faintly reached the ears of Lumian and Aurore.

Click, click, click, among the countless figures, a tall human wearing dark black armor, riding a white horse so thin that it seemed like only skin and bones were left, sometimes walking slowly, sometimes galloping back and forth, as if shepherding sheep.

Lumian's eyesight was outstanding. When the other party turned around, he could clearly see "him" from a long distance away.

In "his" helmet with a metallic luster, two crimson lights swayed like flames, and there was a hideous wound on his neck that extended to his navel, almost splitting "him" in half, causing his pale intestines to swell. It was dragged out quite a long way.

No other evidence was needed, a thought flashed directly into Lumian's mind:

Death knight!

This is the death knight that often appears in many folklore legends of Intis!

At this moment, the carriage he and Aurore were riding in stopped.

Naroka opened the car door and walked out without saying a word.

Except for the clothes, her pale face, empty eyes, and numb expression looked more and more like those figures wearing white linen clothes.

Aurore retracted her gaze from the window and said in a deep voice:

"This place is full of undead.

"You must never leave my side later."

As she spoke, she took out a gold brooch and wore it in front of her body.

At the same time, her other hand took out a handful of gray-black powder from the hidden pocket of her clothes.

Lumian lay down in front and looked towards the coachman. He found that Sewell had become like Naroka, with a pale face and empty eyes. He was slowly walking deep into 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 while I drive and rush out of here as soon as possible!"

Considering that he did not have the ability to deal with undead and ghost-like creatures, he had no choice but to be a coachman for the time being.

Of course, if the death knight rushes over, he will try his best to help block it.

Aurore was taken aback and didn't bother to ask any more questions, and reminded:

"Look at the condition of the horse!"

Only then did Lumian wake up and observe the horses in front of him.

Their flesh and blood seemed to have been extracted, their fur was withered, their bones were covered, and they were motionless.

"The two horses seem to be dead." Lumian reported the situation.

Before Aurore could speak, the undead wandering around them seemed to smell the breath of the living. They changed their directions and rushed to the carriage, trying to get in.

"XXX." Aurore read out a word in a language Lumian couldn't understand.

With this word, the gold brooch in front of her shone slightly, and the gray-black powder held in her left hand burned instantly, emitting a fierce but not irritating golden light.

This light flowed around like water. As soon as the undead came into contact, they screamed instinctively, and smoke billowed 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. "People" kept evaporating and disappearing.

Lumian looked envious and heavy.

He was angry that he couldn't provide much help, and he became more and more eager to improve the 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 pouring in, completely ignoring the figures in front of them that had been melted by the light, Lumian quickly reminded:

"We can't stay here forever.

"Let's break out!"

Even if my sister prepares enough materials, she still can't deal with so many undead!

Moreover, neither the death knight nor the devil-like creature at the end of the wilderness has come this way yet.

The best way at the moment is to forcefully escape from this wilderness known as the "other world" as long as the materials are not used up.

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 incoming undead.

Aurore quickly took out another handful of materials, and with the help of the gold brooch in front of her, let them burn naturally, creating a brilliant golden light.

The undead who had just approached the carriage let out screams and melted into the light one after another.

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 outstanding intuition and excellent senses. He noticed the danger in advance, turned his forearm, and jerked towards the hand.

Snapped!

It was as if he had hit a piece of hard ice, and a strong chill rushed into his body, leaving him briefly frozen.

Dede, as his teeth collided up and down, Lumian saw the owner of that hand.

It was also an undead man wearing white linen clothes, but his face was wearing a mask made of white paper, and his figure evaporated very slowly in the golden light.

Seeing Lumian pause, this strange undead suddenly disappeared and was about to overlap with him.

At this time, a pure and sacred light shone and fell on the masked undead.

It suddenly settled there, and its body burned violently, turning into streams of black energy and dissipating.

"Don't stop!" Aurore withdrew her right hand from the gold brooch and continued running wildly.

Lumian shook off the cold and strode to follow his sister.

Relying on the handfuls of gray-black powder and the wizard's spell, the two of them forced their way through the wilderness one after the other. As a result, countless undead in white linen clothes evaporated in the golden light.

Unfortunately, Aurore couldn't just prepare one kind of material and fill every bag with the same thing. As a wizard, she had to consider various situations and scenarios.

Before long, her hidden bag of sunflower powder became 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 frightened the siblings even more was that the death knight seemed to notice the movement here and turned his horse towards the two of them.

In the golden light, Aurore's expression changed a few times, she slowed down, gritted her teeth and said:

"You idiot brother, wait until you hear me shout 'three', run to the edge of the wilderness and don't look back!"

Lumian was about to object when Aurore added:

"Don't worry, I will follow you. If you stay, you will only interfere with my use of a powerful spell and hinder my escape."

As she spoke, she took off the gold brooch in front of her, handed it to Lumian, who also slowed down, and gave instructions:

"Concentrate your spirituality, extend it to this brooch, and repeat this word when you are running wildly, 'XXX'!"

Lumian didn't understand the word, but he memorized the pronunciation.

As soon as he got the gold brooch, he felt a warm light shining on his body, and many dark thoughts disappeared, so that his thoughts became a little slower.

Instinctively putting on the brooch, Lumian concentrated on following his sister's instructions and extended his spirituality.

Aurore saw that the gray-black powder in his hand was getting less and less. He took out other materials and shouted loudly:

"one two three!"

In order not to drag his sister down, Lumian ran wildly.

Almost at the same time, he shouted out the word with all his strength:

The brooch made of gold lit up, with streaks of light golden sunlight spilling out.

At this moment, Lumian was like wearing a small sun on his chest, and the undead around him instinctively avoided him.

Kick, kick, kick!

While he was running wildly, he still couldn't worry about his sister. He couldn't help turning his body half sideways and turning his head to look at Aurore.

Aurore stayed where she was, surrounded by streaks of black energy.

This black energy seemed to have a strong attraction to the undead, causing them to abandon Lumian and flock to Aurore.

Lumian was not a fool. When he saw this scene, he understood that his sister was lying to him when he said "I will follow you".

"Aurore!"

He shouted, stopped suddenly, and turned around.

He is afraid that those who die in the cycle will actually die when the cycle ends.

Aurore looked back and saw that he had stopped, and quickly shouted:

"Are you stupid? Run!"

Lumian ran towards Aurore without saying a word. The undead in front gave way one after another under the light of the golden brooch.

When Aurore saw this, she lowered her head slightly and cursed in a low voice:

"What an idiot..."

She immediately took out another material and sprinkled the iron-black ones on Lumian.

Lumian was immediately held down by invisible giant hands and pushed to the edge of the wilderness.

He struggled fiercely, but couldn't find a point to focus on.

The next second, he saw Aurore, whose blond hair was tied up, showing a slightly sad smile.

Aurore shouted softly:

"You idiot brother, live well..."

Before she finished speaking, the black energy around her had been completely swallowed up by the undead.

She was directly exposed to countless figures and the death knight.

"Aurore!"

Lumian's eyes were opened to the limit, and the eye sockets seemed to burst because of this. A large number of red bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes and on the surface of his skin.

But he was still pushed to the edge of the wilderness unstoppably.

At this moment, all the undead stopped moving.

Something seemed to be happening in the distance.

Aurore sensed something and looked around in astonishment, seeing an open carriage passing by.

The carriage resembled a conch and a cradle, and was dark red in color. The people pulling it were not horses, but two dark creatures with horns that looked like devils.

There was a woman sitting in the car, wearing a flower crown and a green dress. She looked very much like Mrs. Pualis.

But unlike Mrs. Pualis, she has a very majestic temperament.

The death knight turned his horse and followed the lady.

All the undead in the wilderness also made the same choice. They crowded behind the carriage and headed towards the vague mountains on the other side of the wilderness.