The faint sunlight gently shines on the land I have been here on, although the sunlight at this time is almost the weakest of the day, but this time is indeed the time when the vitality of this world is the strongest, so this time is the time when the power of the living soul is the opposite, and the power of the dead is the weakest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course I was affected, but it didn't seem to be that strong in my feelings.

The sunny avenue that we opened up not long ago can still be distinguished, but due to the lack of light power for a long time, a lot of undead aura and dark canopy have begun to mix into this bright sky again, but despite this, this road that is about to go straight to the center of the "inducement" is still much brighter than other places.

Our original strategy was much more conservative than last time, the warriors of all countries gathered together to protect the priests and other clergy of the Holy See of Light, and let them construct magic circles to their heart's content, and remove the dark canopy and undead aura on the entire island, which was originally the most conservative and stable strategy, but it could be overthrown in a very short period of time because of the golden skeleton.

This group of people insisted on quickly breaking into the base camp of the undead and annihilating a large part of the undead, the reason was that the golden skeleton was injured and their absolute top strategic force was gone, so this time was the best time to destroy the undead. Could it be that those Silver Skull battles will be on display?

Although I am against this plan, since the old immortals of the human race have given orders, it is natural that the countries will follow suit. Even the countries that were mainly involved in the war did not have any opinions, and what if a small soldier of mine had an opinion.

So we continued along the same path as before, and after the two cardinals had been chanting in our huge procession for a long time, a huge aura of light energy appeared above each of them.

The moment this aura appeared, the dark canopy and the aura of the undead around us swept away. One aura was basically enough to support the original reclaimed road, and the part beyond the overlap of the two rings directly expanded the original road by a few points, and a large number of low-level undead creatures that were originally hidden in the dark canopy on both sides of the road were caught off guard, and directly appeared in front of the human army. In just a few minutes they were cut into pieces and pâté.

The outermost warriors protect the magicians inside, while the innermost ones are the core members of the Holy See of Light, and the non-core members of the Holy See of Light are distributed in the ranks of the outer warriors, giving the warriors all kinds of auras that enhance strength, defense, and durability.

Our team is advancing in this huge disc shape, the biggest advantage of such a formation is that it can defend against the undead attacking from all directions, but the disadvantage is that the combat effectiveness in each aspect is not very strong, of course, if the strong people in the core are scattered all over the circle in a real large-scale battle, it will be another matter.

The Lich was still with me and An Ling, in fact, I had only seen the Pope once since we landed, but it was already very different from the first time he appeared, the biggest difference was that he looked much older, if he looked like he was thirty years old, now he is sixty years old.

I asked the Lich why this was the case, and the Lich thought about it and said that this might be the price of the God of Light coming to this world, and since the God of Light coming to this world is a disservice to this world, then this world will naturally have to recover some of the price.

Although he looked a lot older, the bright aura emanating from his body did not decrease in the slightest, and even tended to increase.

The lich was always silent when he was moving forward with us, and I asked him what he was thinking, and he said that he was wondering why there were golden skeletons coming this time in the undead disaster, and the golden skeletons in the undead world were basically the kings of one side, even if this whole world was only a drop in the bucket compared to the undead world, a king of the undead world did not have to personally fight a new world like this.

Although I know a little about undead creatures, I don't know anything about the undead world as a whole and the distribution of power within it, and I can only keep that in mind what the lich said.

We had been in the previous two days, and we had walked the distance that had taken us days before, of course, it was inseparable from the foundation laid by the previous time we came here, and from the third day, our pace slowed down again, and as far as I can remember from the Sea of Souls, this place was not far from the center of the "inducement", that is, the underground city that the pirates had built not long ago when they lived here.

That is, from this day on, from time to time, there will be a silver skeleton angry soul roar from our front, and then there will be a part of the low-level undead to send them to death, the huge circle composed of the warriors on the periphery continues to rotate, and the small part of the skeletons, ghouls, witches and even black knights who come to attack will be completely wiped out, and each warrior seems to have been fought against the undead, and it is based on this undead unknown so-called death behavior, the morale of the human expeditionary force is high.

I don't know why the undead would make such a senseless sacrifice, as can be seen from the last time we were attacked at night, the tactical cultivation of this group of undead is not very bad, and it is not much different from humans, could it be that it is really because the golden skeleton was injured and no one commanded it?

As we managed to reach the front of the pirate's lair, I finally knew I was wrong, and the undead were not only not out of order, but more stable than the human expeditionary force. They built countless fortifications and equipment on the basis of the pirate's lair.

Sharp bone fences and large stone fortresses, countless black mud swamps and corroded tunnels where I don't know how many ghosts and witches are hiding in them, and a large amount of bones and carrion piled up on the ground, reeking of plague and rancidity.

The undead used everything they could on the island.

Of course, these things are nothing under the perverted armor of human beings and the magic bombardment of the huge magician camp, but the mountain in front of us is densely covered with countless white bones patchwork, which looks like a crude cylindrical thing, if I am not mistaken, it should be the legendary war hallows - magic cannon.

However, I didn't expect the undead to be able to create a magic cannon as a big killing weapon.

"Could it be that there are really spies in the human world?" The lich said wistfully when he saw it.

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