Chapter 584 - 289: Biological Modification Witchcraft_3

"Idiot, come and help!"

Sharon shouted curses loudly, as the woman shrank her neck and crawled out of bed.

Just as she was about to help Sharon put on armor, a loud bang sounded and the wooden door of the house was kicked open!

Gang Le’s bear-like figure appeared at the doorway, holding a giant axe glowing with red light in his hand.

"Madre?"

Sharon widened his eyes and shouted angrily, "You damned robber, how dare you attack the Hawk Clan’s army!"

"Trash army."

Gang Le grinned, wasted no words, and swung his giant axe at Sharon!

The giant axe made a whistling sound, drawing a deadly arc in the air!

Sharon couldn’t bother putting on armor, and immediately raised his sword to block!

"Clang!"

The clash of metals rang out deafeningly, and Sharon staggered back two steps from the huge impact!

Sharon’s arms numbed, barely able to hold the sword in his hand!

"You!"

Sharon was shocked!

Both being senior knights, how could his strength not match this Madre!

Gang Le ignored him, seizing the momentum to continue striking with several consecutive blows.

Each axe swing carried the weight of splitting mountains and rocks!

However, Sharon was ultimately a senior knight, with sword skills and combat experience surpassing Gang Le, and his body was quite agile.

Despite being in a narrow space, Sharon always managed to dodge Gang Le’s assaults.

"Is a Hawk Clan’s senior knight just a mouse that knows how to dodge?"

Gang Le sneered in mockery. "No wonder I easily wiped out eight villages!"

"Shut up! You sneak attacking bastard!"

Sharon cursed loudly, lifted his longsword in anger, and thrust at Gang Le!

"Good move!"

Gang Le shouted, brandishing his axe in response!

Just then, Sharon suddenly changed direction, rolling towards the doorway!

"Wait for Madre, I’ll definitely kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Sharon crushed a scroll, and a mist suddenly rose, rapidly filling the entire room!

"Damn it!"

Gang Le cursed loudly, swung his giant axe furiously, and charged forward!

But there was no trace of Sharon at the doorway!

"What kind of crappy senior knight is this!"

Gang Le angrily shouted curses, just as a scream suddenly came from outside!

"Ah!"

Gang Le hurriedly rushed outside, only to see Sharon staggering and collapsed on the ground, a short crossbow arrow stuck in his chest!

Gang Le immediately rejoiced and ran up excitedly, delivering a heavy kick to Sharon’s back of the head!

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...

Knight Cook had led the army for four days and finally arrived at Mountain Wind Village.

After resting for a night.

The next morning, Cook personally went to inspect the bodies of the deceased guards.

The guard corpses were already emitting an odor, but Cook carefully examined them nonetheless.

"Something feels off..."

"Really, Knight Cook, sir!"

The soldier responsible for watching over the bodies was somewhat flustered, hastily explaining, "They were already like this when we found them, Lord Knight, we didn’t do anything, just brought them down!"

"Shut up, I’m not accusing you."

Cook’s words were cold, clearly dissatisfied with the guard soldier interrupting.

The aide saw this and quickly gestured for the guard soldiers to step back.

The aide then approached, whispering, "What’s wrong, Sir?"

"All the wounds on these corpses were fatal strikes, and all were caused by short blades."

Cook spoke through a handkerchief held to his nose, thoughtfully saying, "You must understand, previously when those villages were attacked, the sentries’ wounds were arrow wounds or spear holes."

"But look at these now, all killed swiftly with short blades, without any resistance."

The aide suddenly realized, asking in surprise, "So, wasn’t it Madre that did this?"

"At least not Madre’s men."

Cook crossed his arms over his chest, "At worst, the attackers here may be from Madre’s forces too."

"But that’s impossible, according to Silo’s reports, Madre’s old soldiers wouldn’t do something like this."

Cook speculated, "It seems this time, Madre really received support from Lord Rod."

"What should we do now?" the aide asked.

"Nothing can be done."

Cook shook his head helplessly, "This information alone proves nothing, and from the current situation, the opponents are far more cunning than we imagined."

"The only thing to do is to pass messages to Sharon, to warn him," Cook said lightly.

After all, most of the soldiers are under his command, Cook wasn’t worried at all.

"Increase vigilance, and send out two scouting teams to thoroughly search the surroundings for any traces," Cook instructed.

"Yes, sir."

The aide nodded and immediately went to relay the orders.

Cook sighed slightly, a complicated expression on his face.

For at this time, he was already certain that Sharon would definitely be attacked by Madre.

But having traveled for four days, Cook was exhausted.

Even if he marched back promptly to support Sharon, it would be too late.

Perhaps it’s better to feign ignorance and settle matters with another team here in peace.

Sharon, being a senior knight, should be able to survive, right?

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...

Black Pine Ridge, Frost Leaf Town.

Lord’s hall.

Avril and Luo De sat at the long table, on which lay the Necromancer’s journal discovered from the Lizardman’s Great Shaman.

Avril had already roughly read through the Undead journal, her dignified and delicate face now showing worry.

Luo De also frowned, asking, "So those knights might have been stolen by the Necromancer and used to create powerful servants?"

Avril nodded, "Necromancers are very skilled in using souls and powerful bodies, these are all materials for them."

"However, this requires a strong necromantic array, far more complex than the one the Great Shaman arranged to capture the White Dragon’s body."

Avril speculated, "It requires a wizard to complete it, and currently, no one could set it up, right?"

Luo De didn’t answer, lowering his head in thought.

After a moment, Luo De asked, "But what if it’s left by an ancient Necromancer?"

"Ah... That’s possible indeed!"

Avril nodded strongly, "Necromancer arrays are soul-driven, as long as souls are replenished, they could likely be effective again!"

"Now that’s problematic."

Luo De sighed faintly.

Should hundreds of knights’ corpses transform into powerful Undead Servants, what would the result be?

Luo De for a moment couldn’t imagine.

"No, since we know knights’ corpses can be crafted by Necromancers..."

Luo De looked at Avril, asking, "Wouldn’t the Dawn Society also know?"

"Their knowledge should surpass ours, right?"

"Perhaps... I’m not certain." Avril bit her lip and shook her head slightly.

"I think if they knew, they would be on guard."

Luo De nodded thoughtfully, "Forget it, I’ll write to Lusen and ask indirectly, as a reminder, to contribute to the Empire."

"If necessary, I’ll mention it to Lord Earl, have him remind the Empire."

Luo De, being merely a small Baron, intended to avoid stepping forward.

"By the way, there’s another matter."

Luo De asked Avril, "Do you remember? Previously at the Fragmented Scale Bones, we called for the elimination of those suddenly strengthened Mixed Blood species."

"Also, during the purging of lizardmen at the Ice Breath Hills, I found the lizardman leader suddenly turned very powerful, nearly killed Wolfhoof and several Wolf Cavalry."

Avril slightly nodded, "Vivian’s memory seems to contain this, yes, why?"

"Their sudden strength increase, is it related to the Necromancer?" Luo De pursued.

"Mhm, biological modification witchcraft, this part is in the Necromancer’s journal."

Avril thought and added, "I remember the wizard classifications included part of this related to Mechanical Wizards, but specifics are unclear."

"No need to concern about Mechanical Wizards now, as we don’t have any."

Luo De seriously looked at Avril,

"Does the Necromancer’s journal contain any safe and stable human modification witchcraft?"