Chapter: 143

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

He should have seen mountains and meadows and trees, but instead he saw a wilderness, and the clouds high above were pale and piled upon each other, covering all the sunlight and making everything seem to be in a huge shadow.

At this time, on the dark brown wilderness, one figure after another walked and wandered. Most of them were dressed in white sackcloth, their faces were white and 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 crazily, towards the end of the wilderness, or coming 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 what looked like a cliff, some pitch-black monsters with horns and a human body could be vaguely seen. From time to time, they grabbed a figure in white linen and threw him down.

The sound of screams came from this, and faintly passed into the ears of Lumian and Aurora.

Da da da, among the countless figures, a tall human was wearing a dark full-body armor, riding a white horse so thin that it seemed that only skin and bones were left, sometimes walking slowly, sometimes galloping back and forth, as if shepherding sheep.

Lumian has excellent eyesight, and when the other party turns around, he can clearly see the appearance of "him" from a long distance.

Inside the helmet of "him" with metallic luster, two crimson rays of light swayed like flames, and there was a hideous wound on the neck extending to the navel, which almost split "him" in half, resulting in pale intestines They all dragged out for a long time.

Without needing any other evidence, a thought flashed through Lumian's mind:

Death knight!

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

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

Without saying a word, Naroka opened the car door and got out.

Except for the clothes, her pale face, empty eyes, and numb expression are more and more similar to those figures in white sackcloth.

Aurora withdrew her gaze from the window, and said in a deep voice:

"It's all undead here.

"You wait and never leave my side."

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

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

Lumian lay down on the front and looked at the coachman, and found that Sewell had also become like Naroka, with a pale face and empty eyes, walking slowly into the depths of the wilderness, as if he had been dead for a long time.

He hurriedly said to Aurora:

"Sister, I am already an Extraordinary, you deal with these undead, I will drive, rush out of here as soon as possible!"

Considering that he does not have the ability to deal with undead ghosts, he had no choice but to be a driver for the time being.

Of course, if that death knight rushed over, he would try his best to help stop it.

Aurora was taken aback, she didn't bother to ask further questions, and reminded:

"Look at how the horse is doing!"

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

They seemed to have been drained of flesh and blood, their fur was withered, covered with bones, and they were motionless.