Chapter 57

Everyone understood the meaning of his words. The heavily armored swordsman, with his seemingly invincible stance, made everyone suspect that there might be a skeleton or a zombie under the armor. Now, seeing it was not, because a corpse would not disintegrate, only rot.

"It's the mark of corrosion, a large dose of it. They must be taking the medicine like food," Lisa was shocked.

"They probably didn't want to. The Adams Ring, these are living dead," Nigris leaned over and said, looking at the silver ring on the corpse's neck.

The others had never heard of this name, but Phyllin drew a sharp breath: "The Adams Ring? That mind-controlling forbidden magic, the Adams Ring?"

Nigris nodded. The Adams Ring was invented many years ago by a mentalist mage named Adams. Through a specially designed neck ring, it seals a person's soul within their body, allowing for arbitrary control.

During this process, the body is alive, and the soul is also alive, but the soul and body are separated, hence the term "living dead."

This magic is extremely malicious. Once the ring is placed, the person is basically ruined. Even if the ring is removed, the body and soul cannot be recombined, and the person will only become a vegetable, slowly dying in bed.

After this magic was invented, it did not cause much of a stir and almost fell into obscurity because the cost was too high. The hardware cost of the ring itself was already expensive, and to successfully place it on a person required a series of procedures with a low success rate, making it impractical.

The value of the ring alone could buy thousands of slaves, and well-trained slaves were much more useful than the living dead controlled by the ring.

Until one day, a major event shocked the entire material plane. The most beautiful queen in the history of the Seth Empire was attacked and went missing during a trip. Six months later, she appeared naked at a royal banquet of the enemy Tivan Empire, wearing the ring, with a blank expression, dancing the most vulgar dance.

The revered queen being treated this way enraged the people of the Seth Empire, who launched a thirty-year war of annihilation without mercy. No prisoners were taken in any victory, and no surrender was made in any defeat, until the Tivan Empire was completely destroyed.

Millions of people died, and fewer than 500,000 survived, mostly cowards who had fled to other countries. From then on, the Tivan Empire disappeared from history.

A single magic caused a war of annihilation that killed millions, and its extreme malice led all the nobles of the various countries to agree to ban this magic.

Since then, the Adams Ring became the Adams "Forbidden" Ring and gradually disappeared.

Because it had been gone for so long, many people had never even heard of it, let alone recognize it on the spot. After hearing Nigris's story, everyone showed a look of reverence: "Sir, you know so much. May I ask your name?"

Nigris accepted the praise with a straight face: "It's nothing, I am... cough, cough, just call me Nigris."

He was about to boast about his vast knowledge when he suddenly remembered Ang's tricky questions and quickly changed his words. What if these guys asked him where the king was, how would he answer? Off, off, off.

No one could associate the name Nigris with his divine name, which was probably forgotten by everyone. Otherwise, why hadn't anyone called his name in the days since he broke free from the seal?

"Oh, so it's Sir Nigris. Sir Nigris, you are truly knowledgeable. May I ask why the Church of Light would use forbidden magic to create these heavily armored swordsmen?" Phyllin asked curiously.

"The living dead are not afraid of death or pain, can be healed when injured, have great strength, high defense, can suppress elements, and the Holy Shroud makes them immune to necromancy. The Adams Ring makes them immune to mental magic. More importantly, they are immune to holy light, which can counter paladins, priests, and clerics. If you call them the Inquisition, you are right. They are specifically used to deal with internal traitors."

Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to Lisa, the former Holy Maiden, who was precisely the traitor they were talking about.

She, who had the most authority on the Church of Light's internal structure, frowned and said, "Are you talking about the Inquisition?" This was the unit most similar to the Inquisition that she had heard of.

Nigris shook his head: "No, no, the Inquisition is external, the Inquisition is internal. It's normal that you don't know. Hehe, because they are under the control of the High Bishop. Leonard has a powerful backer."

Lisa's eyes widened. Only she understood the immense power of the High Bishop. If Leonard's backer was the High Bishop and his actions were approved by the High Bishop, then they were in big trouble.

Seeing Lisa's expression, Nigris laughed dismissively: "Don't worry, just a High Bishop. Interplanar conquest is not that easy. In the future, you should be prepared to avoid similar surprise attacks. What can the High Bishop do to you? Back in the day..."

Nigris had the right to look down on the High Bishop. Even the Pope was a step below him, a god of knowledge.

"Roar!" Just as Nigris was about to boast about his past glory, Ang suddenly roared. Before Nigris could react, Ang sat on his back and pointed in the distance.

In that direction, the small zombie was running at full speed, its momentum strong enough to knock the unicorn off balance.

However, the unicorn's stumble seemed intentional. After a few steps, it surged forward, breaking through the surrounding enemies and sprinting away.

Even when someone tried to block it with a spear, the unicorn nimbly sidestepped or pushed through, never colliding head-on. It reached the other end of the fence, leaped into the air, and soared over it, landing several meters away and galloping off.

The small zombie was furious, roaring and chasing after it.

The angel skeleton's body had not recovered, but its wings had. It flapped its wings, dragging its skeletal frame in pursuit. Because it was only bones, it was much lighter and flew faster.

Unfortunately, it could not cast Holy Light, or Ang would have kept it in this state.

Worried about the two getting into trouble, Ang quickly followed, but he could not run as fast as the small zombie on the ground, so he had to ride the dragon.

"What's the point of riding me? I can't fly fast. I'm only half a meter long, head to tail. Have a little conscience, will you?" Nigris wobbled in the air, flying forward while complaining.

Its small size made it like riding a donkey for Ang, whose feet almost touched the ground. It was already impressive that it could fly, especially since Ang was only a skeleton and very light. Otherwise, it wouldn't even be able to fly.

Ang thought for a moment and cast the Pollination Spell on Nigris's wings. With each flap, Nigris created small whirlwinds, significantly increasing his speed.

"Damn, I told you not to ride me, not to speed me up..." Nigris cursed, carrying Ang away.

Phyllin, Lisa, Luther, and the others looked at each other, feeling a bit relieved after hearing Nigris's words, but now their hearts were heavy. Should they trust a mount's words?

In the air, they quickly caught up with the two on the ground. Lightning was annoyingly playing with the zombie, keeping a distance, and when the zombie caught up, it would immediately speed away. It only became cautious when Ang caught up.

"Surrender, you can't escape. Considering you're just a horse and haven't harmed us, surrender, and we won't hurt you," Nigris called from a distance.

Hearing this, Lightning immediately exploded: "Who are you calling a horse! You're the horse, your whole family is horses. Are you blind? I'm a unicorn, Lightning, see?"

Lightning lifted its hooves and knocked its head, indeed not a horse. Horses can't lift their hooves to their heads.

"Hehe, where's your horn? No horn, no unicorn."

Lightning, stung by the comment, angrily said, "Bullying me because I lost my horn? If I still had my horn, I'd zap you. Have the guts to come down and see if I can stomp you to death."

"Still calling me blind? Are you blind? Do you see what I am? A Bronze Dragon! Your lightning can't zap me."

"Bronze 'Dragon'? Where's the 'big'? You're smaller than a dragon egg. You must be premature. Go find a shell and eat it, maybe you'll grow a bit."

Nigris's scales bristled with anger, ready to fight, completely forgetting he was only half a meter long.

But seeing it dive, Lightning immediately turned and ran, completely contradicting its tough talk.

"Don't run, stand still, I'm coming down. Come stomp me to death," Nigris cursed, chasing after it.

"You have more people. Have the guts to come alone and see if I can stomp you to death," Lightning replied without turning back.

"I know why you lost your horn, it must be because of your mouth," Nigris cursed.

Lightning and Nigris ran, chased, and cursed each other, quickly disappearing into the vast, barren plains.

The sky gradually darkened, and the wind grew stronger.

"Roar!" Ang roared, and the small zombie, reluctantly, stopped and returned to Ang's side. The angel skeleton also flew back, and everyone started digging holes in the ground.

Seeing no one chasing him, Lightning stopped and turned to look, like a silly deer: "What are you digging?"

No one paid attention to it, all focused on digging. Nigris even used his small front claws.

Seeing this, Lightning had a bad feeling. Looking around, there was nowhere to hide. It considered digging a hole but quickly dismissed the idea.

The wind grew stronger, and Lightning shivered. This wind, why is it so cold?

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