My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

Just when the light ball was doubting his life.

Edgar had dug out all of Ye Zhi's bones.

And erected a barrier on the spot to block the rampant magic wind.

The bones made a crackling sound and combined on the ground to form a complete skeleton.

Because 10 points of divine power were used to solve the fracture problem.

Ye Zhi's skeleton was quite complete, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was seriously injured.

Two clusters of blue soul fire lit up in the eye sockets of the skeleton, and he was completely alive.

Ye Zhi moved his neck to make sure that his head was not lost.

He greeted the other party happily.

"Good morning, Edgar!"

Ye Zhi was able to escape for hundreds of years under the siege of many churches, of course, not alone.

No matter how huge and popular the church power in Eltia is.

There will always be people who are unique.

So Ye Zhi created an organization called the Watcher.

Specially recruit "pagans" who have no belief in gods or even oppose gods.

The daily task of the organization is to prevent gods from kicking open the coffin and resurrecting, and to go against all churches.

By the way, solve the troubles for other members.

Although there are few people in the organization, they all have extraordinary backgrounds.

For example, Edgar in front of him.

The other party was once a paladin trained by the Chiming Church since childhood.

In the hundreds of years after the fall of the God of Light, the human genius with the highest magic talent discovered by the church.

At the age of 20, he was awarded the title of Dawn Knight.

He is the default candidate for the next Pope.

Unfortunately.

On the road to becoming the Pope, he met Ye Zhi.

After Ye Zhi's deception.

Edgar successfully realized the importance of gods.

——The importance of gods lies in that without gods, it is very important for humans and all races!

So he decisively rebelled against the Chiming Church and was on the Chiming Church's wanted list with Ye Zhi.

"There is no morning in the Cold Wind Plain."

Edgar glanced at the unknown bones dug out behind him and the messy altar of blood and flesh.

Many people died on the Cold Wind Plain.

In order to find Ye Zhi, he dug out several times more bones than Ye Zhi himself.

The workload was huge.

Edgar frowned slightly. He didn't like the lingering smell of blood nearby.

"It's really not easy to find you. I haven't seen you for 30 years. Why did you make yourself like this again?"

Ye Zhi supported himself with his hand bones and barely sat up.

"The experiment failed and your old boss chased me, so I got a little injured."

"If you had come four days later, you should have dug out the real skeleton--"

Ye Zhi tried to stand up, but after moving a few times to no avail, he sat down again.

It was okay to be buried in the soil, but once he came out, Ye Zhi was really in pain everywhere.

He was covered with the sequelae of the failure of the forbidden magic.

It was like there was a big funnel in his body, constantly leaking magic power.

Edgar immediately held him down: "Don't move!"

Then he took out the magic potion he brought and treated him urgently.

Ye Zhi was too obsessed with the forbidden magic of turning back into a human, and he was injured more than once.

Edgar had already gained experience in rescue, so the wound was treated quickly.

The undead was only a pile of bones, and there was nothing to treat.

The magic potion to restore magic power was directly applied to the bones.

At most, it was a magic potion for treating the spiritual realm, which was a bit complicated to use.

The more he treated Ye Zhi, the deeper Edgar's brows frowned.

Ye Zhi was injured too badly.

The most serious injury he treated before was not even one-tenth of this time!

The four-day survival time mentioned by Ye Zhi was really not a joke!

After urgently treating Ye Zhi's injuries.

Edgar looked solemn.

"Your injury is too severe. I can only temporarily control it from getting worse. If you want to heal, you must leave here immediately!"

"This matter can be delayed. I won't die for the time being."

Ye Zhi leaned against the gravel beside him and looked behind him.

"Are you alone?"

If Ye Zhi remembered correctly.

His distress signal should have been transmitted to every member of the Watcher.

After all, he is still the leader of the organization.

The leader was injured, and only one person came to save him?

Isn't it a bit too ruthless?

Edgar's eyes were dark, as if he had known that Ye Zhi would ask this question.

He stuck the hoe into the ground and began to call out the names one by one.

"The Siren is preparing for the sacrifice ceremony to revive the Sea God again. Claire will go back to deal with it first."

"The Elf King is seriously ill, and Kassa must return to the Elf Forest."

"Xilon has also been captured by the tribe..."

"Now I don't have any big trouble, and I have the conditions to come to save you."

Although there was no emotion in Edgar's voice.

Ye Zhi still heard resentment between his words.

He laughed awkwardly twice.

"Haha, it seems that everyone has had a pretty, uh, colorful life these years?"

In recent years, he has been closely pursued by the Blazing Church, and the magic of resurrection of the dead has made new progress.

If he is not careful, he will neglect the management of the organization.

As a leader, he is a little bit unsuccessful...

Ye Zhi paused and asked casually.

"By the way, where is Serkan? Why didn't I hear his name?"

"...Dead of old age."

Ye Zhi's laughter stopped abruptly.

After a while, he returned to normal, and his voice became two degrees lower.

"Count the days, it's time."

The last time Ye Zhi met this dwarf craftsman was 15 years ago.

At that time, the other party also said that Ye Zhi would turn him into a dead soul to extend his life.

However, Ye Zhi lacked two key potions at that time, and it ended up in vain...

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly cool down.

Edgar calmly put away the potion bottle.

"The purpose of saying this is to tell you to stop messing around. We don't have many people left."

Ye Zhi likes to study the forbidden magic of resurrection of the dead.

He has always wanted to get rid of his identity as a dead soul and turn back into a human.

However, the research on magic has been slow, and there has not been a single success in the past few hundred years.

Every time the magic fails.

Ye Zhi will not only suffer a serious backlash.

He will also leave behind the byproduct of the failed transformation of the dead soul - a pile of human remains.

In addition, the raw materials used to make human remains are monster corpses.

Undead, black magician, human remains, monster.

Just these four words put together.

In the minds of the people who don't know the truth, they can imagine a lot of things that the villain should do.

So.

In the past two hundred years, Ye Zhi's already notorious reputation has become even worse.

He also has the notoriety of the undead butcher.

Even the Watcher organization has been affected.

No new members have joined the organization for more than a hundred years...

Now it's good.

Another old man is gone.

The number of members has successfully dropped to single digits.

The remaining members still have their own troubles and can't even get together.

Their organization is really falling apart.

It's just a matter of a word from the leader Ye Zhi...