There is no day or night in the underworld, only eternal darkness.

The dim environment makes the underground world a little more oppressive and eerie than the surface, and for the dead holy city of Itkazar, this depression can be said to have reached its peak at this moment.

The Holy City, which is not large in scale, has been surrounded by a large army of black oppression.

It was the army of the Dark City-State Alliance.

The Lich King Pelone himself took charge, leading an army of 50,000 undead, 20,000 cannon fodder troops composed of goblins, monsters, and monsters, and an ordinary army of 15,000 spirit-absorbing monsters and dark dwarves, and launched a siege on Itkazar, which had less than 8,000 defenders.

In addition to the army with the Black Iron rank as the main force, the Dark Alliance side has nearly two hundred silver professionals and seven gold professionals!

Four Death Knights, two Psychic Bloodsor, and a Dwarven Warrior.

Nearly half of the Silver and Gold Professionals were promoted during this half-year.

It is precisely the soaring strength that gives the Lich King the confidence to compete with the Silent Alliance.

And the part of the force besieging Itkazar is already equivalent to more than one-third of the strength of the entire Dark City-State Alliance.

For this holy city, the Lich King is bound to win.

The Dark Alliance army has been besieging the city for three days.

In these three days, they have launched four consecutive assaults.

Although it still hasn't breached Itkazar, it has already put great pressure on the city's defenses and defenders.

Anyone with a little military common sense can see that although the defensive magic barrier of the Holy City still has sufficient energy, the defenders in the city have suffered heavy casualties.

Under the several attacks of the Dark Alliance, they have already suffered more than half of the casualties, and their morale has fallen to a very dangerous level......

If it weren't for the strong belief in death, and if it weren't for the fact that most of Itkazar's soldiers were devout believers, I'm afraid many would have planned to escape through the teleportation array.

There are no more troops to support.

With the exception of the City of the Blades, the remaining ten dungeon states that were not besieged were themselves smaller.

Not to mention that their strength is not strong, and in the face of the five friendly nations besieged by the five Dark Alliance armies in one go, the support they can give is really limited.

Itkazar is already considered to have received the most support, but in the face of the larger and stronger army of the Dark Alliance, these supports can only be exhausted with the strong attacks of the place.

The Dark City-State Alliance, which has fifty dungeons and is integrated in strength, is far from being able to resist the loosely structured Silent City-State Alliance, which has only seventeen city-states.

Everywhere above and below the city walls, there were abandoned equipment, blood stained the earth black and red, and corpses that had been purified remotely to prevent the undead from being turned into corpses were either lying under the city or piled up on the walls and burned by the defenders......

That pungent smell is disgusting.

There's no way around it.

Because no one knows if these purified corpses will stand up again with the next attack of the Dark Alliance, turn into fallen undead and continue to join the battle......

In the camp of the Dark City-State Alliance.

The Lich King, Perlone, wiped a heavy gold-encrusted black tome and waited for something.

The cover of the book is decorated with bone patterns, and it is also painted with a symbol of death, and there is a faint trace of divine power flowing slowly on it.

However, if you look closely, you will see that the book is also set with a dull gray shadow gem that is not very suitable.

The Lich King poured his power into the Shadow Gem, and the entire book emitted a faint halo......

The halo dispersed, and for a while, the undead army on the side of the Dark Alliance bowed down one after another.

It is a true artifact, called the Book of Death.

It is precisely with this true artifact that the Lich King can manipulate the fallen undead, so that the Silent Alliance does not dare to use the army of the undead.

And just as the Lich King was manipulating the Book of Death, a Death Knight suddenly approached him.

I saw the other party kneeling on one knee, and then said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, the messenger we sent to Itkajar to persuade him to surrender has been executed by the Grand Temple Master of the Church of the Dead, and they have placed their bodies at the head of the city and cremated them in public......"

Hearing his words, the Lich King Pelogne's movements stopped slightly.

He was silent for a few seconds, sneered, and said:

"Got it."

"Since the other side is unwilling to surrender, then let's carry out the final siege."

"Pass the order, the whole army will attack, and the siege will begin! After the city is broken, all soldiers are allowed to loot for three days! ”

With the Lich King's command, the roar of the underground monsters resounded across the battlefield, and the entire army of the Dark Alliance suddenly went into action.

Unlike the previous rotational sieges, this time, tens of thousands of troops besieging Itkajar poured out of their nests and launched a general attack.

It was still the goblins who were the first to attack.

Driven by the undead, they rushed towards the walls with their rudimentary weapons and ladders they had made.

Behind them, an army of fifty thousand heavily armed and well-armed undead followed in a neat line......

The earth trembled, and the evil and icy power formed by the gathering of the fallen undead turned into an endless smoke that shrouded the air......

And as this smoke continued to spread, the corpses on the battlefield that had been remotely purified by the Death Priests stood up again under the influence of some strange force and joined the army of the undead.

All of a sudden, the already very large army of the undead actually grew again!

The goblins, monsters, and monsters that had died in the previous attacks had become fallen undead, gaining even greater power and joining the sea of the undead.

Feeling the astonishing momentum, the defenders on the city wall changed color.

Their already low morale was shaken again.

The vanguard of the Dark Alliance soon rushed under the walls.

Inspired by the Lich King, their morale is so high that even the army of the undead is a little ferocious, they don't need to pillage, but they have a strong thirst for devouring the souls of living beings......

And having suffered several attacks, the defenders of the Holy City of Death have long been exhausted.

Their resistance was like hitting an egg on a stone, and after roaring and killing a few besieging goblins, they were soon overwhelmed by more monsters and undead in the face of more and more enemies......

The ant-like army of darkness poured under the city wall like a tide, erected ladders one after another, climbed the city wall one after another, and launched a one-sided battle with the remnants of the Silent Alliance.

Seeing this scene, the chief of the city-state of Itkazar on the city wall turned pale.

He looked at Neil, the Grand Shrine Master who was standing beside him, distracted by the remote control of the underground defense core of the entire city, while closing his eyes and praying, and said anxiously:

"Lord Neil! The Dark Alliance's side has launched a final attack, and even with the armies of other city-states coming to support, we have less than 5,000 warriors left! Lord Neil, if there are no more reinforcements, we really won't be able to hold out! ”

Neil, the head of the Grand Temple, did not panic in the slightest.

He slowly opened his pure eyes, and his clear gaze crossed the battlefield to meet Pelone, the Lich King of the Dark Alliance's army.

Seeing the sight cast from the city walls, the eyes of the Lich King flickered under the demonic mask.

He raised his right hand slightly and made an inverted thumb motion.

The Grand Templar Neil, however, was unconcerned about the Lich King's provocations.

His gaze crossed over Pélogne, over his army of darkness, and finally stopped farther away......

"Our reinforcements have arrived."

He said softly.

Listening to the words of the Grand Shrine Master, the Chief of the Holy City followed his gaze.

I saw a rising smoke suddenly rise from the southeastern border......

A strange cavalry of elves and crypt spiders appeared in his field of vision.