The heavy black fog of the undead obscured the brilliance of the stars and moon, and the core area of Lucheng City was so black that you couldn't see your fingers. Only the occasional flash of ice-blue soul flames indicates the presence of undead in motion.

Death darkens the heavens and the earth, and the darkness gives death a protective color. The two complement each other and are the two most important energy modes of the undead scourge.

"Boom!" A blazing spark tore through the shadows and fell to the ground, bursting into red-black flames.

Soon, more sparks flew past, rumbling explosions shattering the silence of the night, and rising flames reflected half the sky.

The artillery units under Rong Zheng and Xiang Ningxuan began to prepare for artillery fire before launching an attack.

Tens of thousands of soldiers waited on the starting position, and one after another tanks and armored vehicles hid in the shadows, silently dormant, ready to launch a thunderous blow.

On the eve of the general attack, Xiang Ningxuan left his large army, took Lilian Voss and Valeera, and drove to the refugee camp in the Red Leaves District.

They were followed by several military vehicles, and in the bodies of them were not ordinary soldiers, but all undead with red soul flames shining on their bodies.

Among them, trolls are the most, with more than fifty people; followed by half-orcs, with more than a dozen people; In the end, there are two humans from the elite group who also became this mutant undead after being killed in battle. And the feather people, there is none.

Xiang Ningxuan can be seen that if he wants to become such a mutated undead after death, he must have the quality of loyalty and fearlessness. Trolls and orcs can be trusted, and the reason there are so few humans is that the elite group that fights in battle itself has a small number of casualties.

Only the feather people, more than 100 people were killed in battle, and dozens of people were resurrected, and none of them escaped the control of natural disasters, which is very revealing.

Instead of entering the camp, the convoy turned ahead and turned down a small road into a large factory.

Although the gendarmes guarding at the gate recognized Xiang Ningxuan, they still didn't give him the permission to brush his face to clear customs, but saluted and said, "Sir, please show your ID!" ”

After the document inspection was completed and the convoy drove in, Murong chased the wind and came up.

"How many people are there here now?" Xiang Ningxuan asked.

"More than 500 people have been gathered." Murong chased the wind. He was also stunned when he saw Lillian Wirth getting out of the car, as well as the mutated undead.

"Gather them together, I have something to say to them." Xiang Ningxuan said.

Not long after, a group of people with dejected expressions, or unrecognizable, walked out of the closed factory. They are all people who have been severely affected by the plague of natural disasters, and before they can survive to be cured, they have become undead.

At the earliest, Xiang Ningxuan was short of manpower, so he could only execute all the mutated people indiscriminately. But now, Feng Qingru and others have treated a large number of refugees, and thousands of volunteers have been drawn from them to take care of the refugees who came after. When manpower is sufficient, it is natural that it can no longer be one-size-fits-all, but begins to distinguish between infected undead.

If it is controlled by a natural disaster, or if there is no sanity of the undead, it is still an execution. And the undead who have a certain sense of sanity and autonomy are shunted here. Murong Chasing Wind, as a death knight who escaped the control of the natural disaster, is responsible for leading these autonomous undead.

Despite their self-awareness, most of them, like Lillian Wirth, simply can't accept that they have become undead. Both mentally and physically are in a bad state.

"Vos, there are many more people like you." Xiang Ningxuan said solemnly, "Moreover, our war with the Undead Natural Disaster has just begun, and there will be more such people in the future." ”

There are more than five hundred such free undead here in Xiang Ningxuan, and it is almost the same on Rong Zheng's side. In addition, during the search and rescue process, many free undead hid and did not dare to be discovered. It is estimated that there are more than 5,000 such free undead in the entire Deer City.

"What do you need me to do?" Voss asked. Looking at these Xiao Suo figures, she seemed to see her former self.

"I need you to lead these people out of the shadows, to be self-reliant, and to live freely in the sun one day. I'll find an isolated place for you to live in first. ”

Voss looked at Murong Chasing Wind and Valilla, and asked puzzledly, "Why me?" ”

In terms of intimacy, it is not the turn of Lillian Vos, who has just been anyway, to lead these free undead. She didn't know Murong Chasing the wind, but she knew that Valera was definitely Xiang Ningxuan's henchman.

Xiang Ningxuan smiled bitterly: "Because you are the most suitable." ”

Murong Chasing Wind took the initiative to become a death knight, and although Valera was passive, she enjoyed the feeling of being full of power now. Neither of them was aware of being undead, and they were like living people except for their gray skin.

Unlike Lillian Wirth, she also couldn't accept the fact that she had become an undead, and her state of mind was similar to that of these free undead, and it was easier to resonate with them.

Xiang Ningxuan said: "They only became like this today, and they can't accept it for a while. You enlighten them. ”

"Huh?" Lillian Worthton was dumbfounded, she herself was still looking for death and didn't want to accept that she had become an undead! Let her enlighten others at this time. "I won't!"

Xiang Ningxuan said: "It's okay, you just tell me about your experience." "People feel unfortunate because they don't meet anyone more unfortunate than themselves. Lillian Wirth's experience can be described as tragic as it is also inspiring. With her in comparison, what reason do others have to doubt their own lives?

Xiang Ningxuan will find an isolated place to raise these people or the undead, and if he is willing to fight against the undead natural disaster, he can also contribute his own strength. If there are still people who don't want to live, then it's better to die!

More than 500 free undead came out one after another, and a rancid smell filled the air.

Although he had been fighting against all kinds of rancid zombies and undead since the end of the world, Xiang Ningxuan still couldn't stand the smell. It was by a strong will that he resisted the urge to frown. At the same time, the Purifying Aura activates to destroy the plague germs that are scattered in the air.

"I am Xiang Ningxuan, deputy commander of the 1st Army in Jiangdong. Unfortunately, due to the plague of the Scourge of the Dead, you are now like this. But, at least you are alive and free from the Scourge. I hope you will be able to pick yourself up and face life with courage. ”

"God helps those who help themselves, and God forsakes those who abandon themselves. The Republic will not give up on you, and please don't give up on yourself. ”

"The few behind me have also become undead, but instead of giving up on themselves, they bravely fought the Scourge Legion. This is Lillian Wirth, and from now on, she will lead you. For now, your priority is to find and settle the other companions in Deer City. ”

"Vos, say a few words to them."

"Huh?" Lillian Wirth had never experienced anything like this, and was somehow stuffed with more than 500 people (undead) to her.

"Don't be nervous, just tell your own story." Xiang Ningxuan encouraged.

"I, I'm Lillian Vos. My father is ......" After experiencing the initial discomfort, Voss gradually relaxed and recounted his experience. She had long forgotten that she had never been able to accept that she had become an undead.

Looking at these newly undead, confused and helpless people, the sympathy in Voss's heart flooded uncontrollably. She had to do something for them!

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