Brunhilde, on the other hand, as a god, could not intervene in such a level of combat at all, and her intervention would only have a bad negative effect on Alice.

Thanks to the thick layer of plane walls on the main plane, Alice can't do it even if she wants to pull reinforcements on the main plane, in other words, the only high-end combat power in the capital of the dead is Alice, a legendary lich with a rudimentary puppet body.

Well, in fact, Alice forgot, there is actually a slime that is stocked as a garbage disposal machine in the capital of death, and the gray jelly that can move is actually a legendary power, plus its own talent, the average legendary warrior is really not its opponent.

The fresh corpses purchased from the Kroger plane have all been transformed into zombies, and because the corpses are relatively well preserved, these zombies are not much different from living people, except for a slightly pale skin color.

The remaining undead stones were also made into gargoyles, and the number was only thirty, but with Alice's manipulation, these thirty units of undead gargoyles were still enough to be used as a containment.

But not everything has good news, the transformation of skeletons has encountered problems, and the repair of the bone giant is also in a bottleneck, if you really want to get to the bottom of it, it is still Alice's own pot.

A large amount of resources have been invested in the Ten Thousand Bone Pit, so that the Ten Thousand Bone Pit is fully operational, and now it is not impossible to stop this operation, but the loss caused by it, even Alice feels distressed.

The war did break out, but the war belonging to Alice did not break out, after all, normal people would not choose a gray half-plane that exudes a negative energy aura as the target to attack.

Let's not talk about it if you lose, even if you win, the loot is something that only the undead can use, what's the point, everyone knows that after the outbreak of war, if there is something that is the cheapest and depreciates the most, then there is no doubt that everything related to the undead must be so much that there is no strength to clean it up.

Alice was happy that the war didn't affect her, and more importantly, she found that even if she didn't participate in the war, she kept silent and gained a lot of money.

The upgraded Soul Tower and Ghost Tower have now taken on a new look, and countless souls who died in the war were attracted to Alice's plane by the two towers, and unlike the previous inferior ones, there are many of these souls that are of high quality.

Not only does it have the soul of the caster, but the ghost tower also attracts the soul of a legendary powerhouse, which is an unlucky red dragon who was killed by a demigod who joined the battlefield when he was wounded on the battlefield and wanted to leave for a while to recuperate.

The demigod who rushed to join the battle didn't bother with his loot, which made Alice pick up a cheap, legendary-level dragon soul who could get a ghost dragon at worst as long as he didn't hesitate to invest resources.

As for whether this ghost dragon listens or not...... When he was attracted to the City of Death by the Ghost Tower, everything about himself no longer belonged to him, and after being converted by the Dragon Tomb, it is estimated that the rest of his mind is how to be loyal to Alice as the master.

Well, if none of the undead converted from these buildings can remain loyal, then there is no need for Alice to invest so many resources in building and upgrading.

But the harvest is the harvest, and compared to Alice's harvest, the harvest of those victors outside is even more eye-catching, a strong man who has successfully killed ten legendary enemies, not only collected the spoils from his defeated men, but also used the points obtained from killing these enemies to exchange treasures from Kroger's hands.

It was a full-fledged half-plane contract, and with such a half-plane, the legend could transform from a worker to a boss who exploited workers with careful management.

This is undoubtedly a success story, and everyone knows that this must be a bait released by Kroger to boost people's morale, but there are not many people who can resist such a sweet smell of bait, a mature half-plane, without the need for input to directly obtain output or something, that is a wealth that even many demigods do not have.

I have to say that Kroger's behavior of buying horse bones this time has achieved great results, in just one month, the legend on the side of the Warner Protoss has been hit by a huge blow, and the legend on the side of the Asa Protoss has gathered together like locusts crossing the border to attack a plane with a plane, and then the results obtained, the wealth gathered makes the people behind them even more crazy and hardworking.

This period of time is undoubtedly a torment for Alice, think about it carefully, if everyone around you is making money and getting benefits, and you can only watch from the side for this or that reason, no matter who you are, you will feel uncomfortable.

It's true that Warner Protoss is at a disadvantage right now, but it's hard to say how much of an impact this little disadvantage has on a war that is destined to last hundreds or even millennia.

Alice's half-plane is not in the frontal battlefield, but in a convenient corner, but in the void where space and time have become very confused, the dividing line between the so-called frontal and the so-called corner is actually not so obvious.

Since they are at a disadvantage on the frontal battlefield, then choosing other battlefields to move back to this disadvantage has become the choice of many Warner Protoss powerhouses, just like playing games, what if the main line card can't be beaten, then go to the side quest to raise the level and equipment to continue the strategy.

Now the half-plane of the capital of death, where Alice is located, has become a side quest in the eyes of others.

A huge ship came from the void, it was a ship made of countless vines and branches, and on the deck of the ship were rows of war equipment, and crossbow arrows with magic were mounted on top of these equipment, and it only took a single action to fire at the target.

Scattered throughout the deck, there were robed elves, casters among the elves, and the long staff in their hands exuded strange magical fluctuations.

Each elven spellcaster is protected by three elven sword dancers, all of whom are carved with glittering magic patterns that presumably have a metal like Mithril inside.

"What's next?"

The chief of the ship looked at the half-plane that was shining with all kinds of light in the sky, and fell into thought.

Although the equipment of this ship looks very gorgeous, he is the only one with high-end combat power, and the others, whether they are sword dancers or those spellcasters, have not reached the level of legends.

Although they can use their skills to contain the legend for a short time, they still need to rely on their own legend to finally lay the foundation of the battle.

These elves are a small tribe of elves from Al Forheim, and because they live in the plains, they are not very good at bows and arrows, but they have a great advantage in terms of spellcasters.

The millennium war is a nightmare and a graveyard for the loser, but from another point of view, if you become the victor and continue to win, and continue to defeat the enemy, you can also use this war to change your own destiny.

This small elf tribe is undoubtedly the group of people who want to change their own destiny, the land they occupy has become a limit to their development, and the surrounding land and resources are occupied by powerful tribes, if they want to break through the bottleneck of development, this war is a good opportunity in front of them.

Of course, because it is a war, there is definitely danger, so this small elven tribe will choose to swim outside the battlefield, looking for those weak half-planes as the target of attack.

The masters of these half-planes are often not very strong, but the people who own the half-planes are not poor, and they are just suitable to be bait for the development and growth of the tribe.

Prior to this, this elven tribe had successfully captured a half-plane, which was a half-plane occupied by ogres, and the ogres who did not even have a spellcaster were easily slaughtered by the elves, and even the ogre chief with legendary strength was finally killed by the elven mages with magic long-range bombardment, and there was no loss at all.

Occupying a half-plane with zero damage, and collecting the resources of the ogre as trophies, it greatly boosted the morale of these elves, especially after the half-plane was sold to others, the wealth obtained was enough for this elf tribe not to worry about survival for ten years.

"Next one, pick that. ”

The tribal chief of the elves, who was also the captain of the large ship, pointed to a gray, very small-looking half-plane in the distance.

Although he was glad that the last time went well, the Elven Chief did not assume that all enemies could be defeated like this.

He clearly knew that their strength was very weak in this war, so only by choosing the smallest half-planes as the target of attack could he guarantee continued victory.

The elven chief had already made up his mind, as long as he could successfully take this half-plane this time and sell it, he would take the warriors of the tribe to leave this war and return to his hometown for a period of peace of mind.

This idea actually translates to the meaning of "I will get married in my hometown after this battle", and even this elven chief didn't know that when he made such a decision in his heart, Lady Luck's eyes were already on their group of elves.

Of course, this is not the favor of the goddess of luck, because this pair of eyes carries disgust, and the person who is disgusted by the goddess of luck is often the person who is favored by the goddess of bad luck.

Therefore, when the elves steered the ship to crash into the capital of death, the situation of breaking through the half-dimensional defense in one breath did not happen, as if it had directly hit the hard stone, the ship shook violently, and a distorted sound came from all parts of the ship, and the bow of the most violent impact was directly twisted into a twist.

"Damn, hurry up and retreat, this is not an opponent we will be able to deal with. ”

The elven chief's face changed drastically and he grabbed the mast to stabilize his body, and ordered loudly and anxiously to the surrounding subordinates, at this time the elven chief's heart was full of regret, the previous successful hunt still made him careless, and he would definitely not recklessly invade without any reconnaissance and intelligence.

The defense that can withstand such a collision of the ship, the half-plane with such a defense definitely has unimaginable power in it, such a half-plane is not something they can fight against at all, and the only thing they can do now is to take advantage of the other party's failure to react, quickly escape from here, and save a life.

If you want to escape?

Alice watched those victors show off for a long time in the capital of death, she was bored for as long as this war began, and finally had desserts delivered to the door, how could Alice, as a foodie, let it go so easily.

Like a monster with a bloody mouth, without giving the elves a chance to regret it, the outer defenses of the City of the Dead suddenly broke through a passage that could accommodate the elven ships to pass through, and the terrible attraction came from behind the passage, as if with a straw and milk, the elven ships were sucked into the City of Death with the elves above, and then the broken passage healed quickly, as if those elves had never appeared here.

"Hold on to what is around you, don't fall, don't fall. ”

The elven chief screamed heartbreakingly, the original plan to retreat was completely bankrupt in front of the half-plane anomaly, and after swallowing the half-plane, the entire ship began to fall rapidly downward.

Some of the surrounding elves who didn't have time to fix their bodies fell directly from the ship, if it was a spellcaster, it was fine, as long as they calmed down, they could still use magic such as levitation to survive, if it was a sword dancer, falling from such a height of the sky, there was no doubt that there was no hope of survival.

The [Forbidden Sky Enchantment] that Alice placed in the sky is not an ornament, an enchantment maintained by the energy provided by the Magic Tower, even high-level legends need a lot of money to break free, not to mention these elves who are caught off guard and have no time to make any preparations.

Only a huge roar could be heard echoing in the half-plane, and the ships that had fallen to the ground, or the battleships, were only wrecked of various sizes, surrounded by elves lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The raging flames burned on the wooden wreckage, bringing rare light to the entire half-plane, but this little bit of light could not break through the dense fog in the half-plane, and could only barely allow the elves to see their surroundings.

Some of the elves who still retained their fighting power gathered around the elven chieftain with desperate faces, and even if they managed to survive, the possibility of returning home now that they had lost their ships, had become very low.

"It's ...... Negative Energy Plane!?"

The elven chief looked around his surroundings, a biting cold wind blowing on the surface of his skin, and his voice was filled with panic that could not be contained.

The negative energy plane, that is the forbidden land of the living, the life that lives within the scope of the World Tree, even if they have not been to the negative energy plane, knows about Helheim and Niforheim.

And the first impression of Helheim and Niflheim on people, needless to say, is that it must be the dead, or the undead.

Then, the sound of neat footsteps came from a distance, the shadows of people in the thick fog, and the mournful shouts came from the sky, and the morale of the elves became even lower in the face of this terrible sight.

At this time, it is estimated that their minds only have the idea of how to escape from here, how to get out of here, and how to survive, as for those companions who are still lying on the ground and do not know life and death, those companions who have fallen to other places, they must have been ignored.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, it's just a dead man, it's just an undead spirit, it's not the first time we've encountered it, let's deal with them as usual. ”

"Sword dancers protect spellcasters, hurry up, hurry up. ”

At this time, only the elven chief still maintained a basic calm, and he commanded his elves to besiege a loose circle, with the sword dancer as a warrior standing in the front row, and the spellcaster in the middle for long-range support.

"Wait...... What is this? What the hell is this!?"

The screams came from the thick fog, the voices of the elves who had been lost elsewhere, and instead of giving them some useful information, the words made the elves dissipate the fighting spirit that they had so hard to muster.

The sound of heavy and neat footsteps was getting closer and closer, and finally breaking through the fog and appearing in front of the elves was a pair of zombies with bone swords, the zombies without any armor showed their miserable white bodies, and the dead eyes made all the elves feel a chill deep into the bone marrow.

The elves had no doubt that the rudimentary bone sword could easily slice through their bodies, and they did not suspect that the slightest hole in their defenses would tear them to shreds.

"Fire Wall Technique, hurry up and use Fire Wall Technique to stop them from advancing. ”

The elves have fought with the undead, and know that in the absence of positive energy, fire and lightning are the best weapons against the undead, especially against zombies, and the grease that has not yet completely rotted is the best fuel for the flames to burn.

The hot flames lit up the place as bright as day, but the zombies did not stop moving forward, and continued to move forward with neat steps, and soon the zombies were like harvested wheat, called burning ashes.

But more zombies in the back turned into flaming torches and continued to pounce on the elves, the zombies were not affected by the severe pain caused by the burning flames, and as long as they did not die completely, they would always carry out Alice's orders.

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