In the imperial capital, whether it is the black market or the territory of the nobility, the mansion, there is no place that can avoid the chaos of war, it can be said that everyone is equal under the war.

The difference, however, is that the nobles have their own trained knights and magicians who can defend against these things.

Many people think that the undead creatures that appear all over the city are the work of Argus, and may indeed have something to do with him, but he is not the one who casts the spell.

The Holy Order is not an existence that mortals can control, and as soon as these undead creatures appear, they begin to slaughter without purpose and without camp.

Krau led the Blood Tiger Legion from the west, passing through dozens of streets. At this moment, he waved his hand and threw out two magic crystals, and flames burst out of the crystals.

A carrion beast was burned clean by the flames, and he couldn't help frowning at this moment, who seemed to have the upper hand at the moment.

He understood that at the beginning, maybe the four legions were a help to Caesar, but now, the real battlefield is not here.

Moreover, looking at the entire imperial capital. Even if you kill ten undead creatures, as long as one person is killed by the undead creatures. Vitality and resentment will breed dozens of low-level undead creatures. 、

If the source of these things cannot be found, then the seemingly passionate and bloody battle will eventually be buried in this endless white bone.

Looking at the skulls that rushed over and were not afraid of death, Krau gritted his teeth and shouted to the soldiers behind: "Form a formation, kill the enemy, but if anyone takes a step back, there will be no mercy." ”

This is for the noble private army who are helping them, which means that if you take a step back, the Blood Tiger Army will kill your entire family.

Victor was teleported from the palace to the battlefield by the Morningstar. To have such a thing at least shows that the family behind him did not usurp power with Argus.

Seeing that Victor was a student at the Royal Academy of Magic, Keula had already received the news. But he was disdainful of these students, and he was also a part of it back then. Went to the battlefield with too much unwarranted glory and confidence, until the first battle began to break out, and the only role that an elite could play on the battlefield was not to use magic indiscriminately, to stay still, not to get in the way.

Then, after adapting to the atmosphere of the battlefield, continue to stay still or run away immediately according to the needs of the battle situation.

That's what he thinks of Victor for the most part, but it's clear that Victor's skill and decisiveness in dealing with these skulls is far beyond what he believed.

And not only Victor, but also other academies, are familiar with killing these undead creatures. For their weaknesses are clearer than Keula.

There is no shortage of reasons for this, because the Blood Tiger's battle targets are humans, but undead creatures and humans are fundamentally different.

They don't hurt, they don't bleed. The knife is gone, the hand is gone, the tooth is gone, the tooth is gone, and only any bone on one's body can be moved, which can become a murder weapon.

This gave Keula a headache for a while, but these students were different. They had faced these undead creatures early on, and they had fought against what Qin Ming had called out of hell in that knockout match.

And since the situation wasn't so urgent, they had more time to think of a way to deal with it. As far as the current use is concerned, it is still good.

"Get out of the way. Keura's slender Danfeng eyes flashed with a hint of shock. A cold, deep magic suddenly appeared from the front. And the undead qi around them rushed madly as if they didn't want money.

Hell Summons, unlike these low-level skeletons. This thing comes from hell and is a powerful dark creature that has made a reciprocal pact with a necromancer.

If skeletons are soldiers, they are generals. How terrible a saint-level general is, no one wants to face it if you think about it.

But I can't let him come out, since it's a creature of hell, let me stay in hell.

Keula took out a magic scroll, which was sealed with an eighth-level magic, this kind of high-level thing, basically only those things like the patriarch and ministers have.

Even there are not many emperors, and it is too difficult for an eighth-level magic to be stable in the scroll. It was only in a great war that he obtained such a trophy.

Keula urged it, and a few sparks burst out of it. It's not nice to say, it's that when the matches are burned, there are more sparks on the stick than this.

But when these sparks fall into the air, they expand rapidly, and everything that comes into contact with them is quickly burned into ashes. At a few o'clock, Mars instantly became flying all over the sky, and it was still expanding, like a red starry sky.

Fire attribute eighth-level magic, spark fire.

Keula pointed and the flaming starry sky surged towards the door of the undead that was about to open. In the end, a series of reactions were formed, and along with the breath of the undead, eighty percent of the low-level skeleton soldiers in this area spontaneously combusted in an instant.

The gates of Hell are also closing.

Looking at the shrinking Black Stone Gate and other battle results, Keula breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the timing was just right and that it was not wasted.

I knew that it had shrunk to the size of a fist, and a thick blood light poured out from the spatial passage.

Like an octopus, it stretched its tentacles out of the small hole, and finally gradually expanded, pulling the spatial passage bigger and bigger.

Keula watched coldly, and the Blood Tiger Army behind him instantly cast magic, and before hundreds of third-level magic were practiced, the cyan wind wolf roared overhead. It may be more powerful than many high-level magic with a single attack power, but it is not much worse than the seventh-level magic of group attack.

"Attack. "Keula gave the order. The nameless creature that emerged from the hole was torn to shreds in an instant, along with its own blood.

"Succeeded?" thought to Kullah again, but the dream was beautiful, and the reality was skinny.

The torn flesh came together in the next moment, reforming into the form of a human being, not even giving Kullah and the Blood Tiger Legion time to react.

"Zombies?" Victor whispered.

Keula had a toothache, and the recovery ability of the high-level zombies was simply appalling, and the thought of it made her teeth sore. Victor was attacked many times by Qin Ming's two zombies, and the zombies were also killed by him many times.

But every time he didn't recover, the zombies came back to killing him again.

The most ruthless time was when it was transmitted by light attribute magic, and it became a state of semi-coke, which was almost just a pile of coke. But as long as there is the aura of the undead, it will immediately recover the next moment, which is why he is so familiar.

"I know it's quite similar, but can I compare myself to that kind of low-level creature?" What came out was not a half-rotten zombie with a green-faced fanged body, but an unspeakable red-haired beautiful boy.

He smiled brightly, showing two sharp teeth: "Let me introduce myself, Crowley, Sisipez." ”

Keula's eyes gradually turned cold: "It seems that we have encountered something more disgusting than zombies, vampires." ”

(End of chapter)

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