"Huh."

The undead laughed.

Their laughter echoed through the dark streets, and the eerie laughter made the adventurer's scalp tingle, and he longed to go back to the tavern to find his companions.

But he didn't dare to move.

He was afraid that as soon as he moved, the army of undead in front of him would start attacking.

"Are you going to kill him?"

One undead player was eager to try: "I've heard that killing NPCs will get you more life points." ”

"Forget it."

Another undead player shook his head: "Brother Cong said, focus on encircling and suppressing the training ground, if the adventurer's tavern and the mage's guild don't plan to participate in it, we won't take the initiative to attack." ”

"Don't forget, we're the undead summoners of the human summoners."

"You can't kill NPCs casually, you have to follow orders."

"Okay."

The undead exchanged their heads in front of the adventurer, and then they swept past him and continued their brisk march forward.

"They're leaving?"

The adventurer watched the undead in front of him walk by one by one, although most of the undead were looking at him curiously, but none of the undead moved to attack him.

By the time the undead had disappeared to the end of the street, the adventurer realized that his back was soaked, and he had already been scared out of a cold sweat, and his pants were full of stench and wet marks.

The adventurer rubbed his eyes, he felt that he should have drunk too much.

"The main city of mankind, how can there be undead spirits, and there are so many undead, I must have drunk too much!"

The adventurer laughed self-deprecatingly: "Even if there are undead, the patrol will definitely find ...... in advance"

The adventurer's words came to an abrupt end, and he saw that not far from the street where the army of the dead came out, the corpses of a patrol soldier were lying there.

Blood was pouring all over the floor, and each soldier died in a horrible state, covered with knife marks, and stripped of his clothes.

"Ahh

The adventurer's screams pierced the quiet night atmosphere, and he turned around and rushed into the adventurer's tavern: "There are undead! An army of the undead has entered the city! ”

"What are you yelling about!"

"Jack, you've drunk too much again."

"Go out and see, there really are undead!"

"Undead? I can use the skulls of the dead to drink! ”

The people in the tavern laughed, and no one took the adventurer Jack's words seriously, and Jack was so anxious that he even suspected that he had read it wrong.

But the corpse of the patrol lying not far from the tavern was real.

Under the intoxication of alcohol and the heat of the tavern, Jack held a large glass of barley wine, feeling a little confused, and that everything around him was not real.

"Could it really be that I drank too much?"

"Or are we all in danger and none of us know?"

Jack fell into deep self-doubt.

The lively and happy atmosphere in the tavern didn't last long.

A deafening sound suddenly appeared, resounding throughout the main city of the Northern Realm.

"I am the Great Undead Summoner!"

"Despicable Temple of Light minions, I'm here! From today onwards, this city will be mine! ”

"Guys who don't belong to the power of the temple are honest enough to stay in the house for me, and I only settle accounts with the temple!"

Long Aotian's arrogant and domineering voice sounded from the night, heard by everyone in the city, and also woke up countless residents who were sleeping in the night.

He used a prop in the Points Mall so that his voice was amplified countless times.

Xu Ercong, who was far away on the other side of the city, had just put on human skin, and when he heard Long Aotian's domineering declaration, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This second goods, this movement is indeed very big." ”

After speaking, Xu Ercong rubbed his ears that were about to be deaf, and sighed: "But the skin that is planned to be put on the shelves is indeed a good batch, and it really gives people a sense of real human identity, wearing human skin, it is really the same as a human." ”

Maybe it's because he has been an undead in the game for a long time, and suddenly changes back to his human appearance in the game, Xu Ercong is a little unaccustomed to it.

......

The Wizards' Guild and the Adventurer's Tavern have all exploded.

"I'll tell you! I'll say it! ”

Jack jumped up excitedly, stood on a wine table, and yelled, "I just said that there are undead in the city, and you still don't believe me!" ”

Compared to the shock and fear of the others, Jack's tone was full of excitement and the joy of solving the misunderstanding.

You didn't believe me just now!

Hmph, you see, something really happened now.

"Quick, go out and have a look!"

The tavern keeper exclaimed, "Assemble everyone! ”

A large number of adventurers poured out of the tavern, and a large number of mages gathered in the Mage's Guild.

They don't need to look for traces of the undead, because the battle has already begun!

"Look, in the direction of the training ground!"

"There are so many undead in this group, what a strong smell of undead breath!"

"Are they looking for the Templars?"

Countless speculations and chatters rang out, some eager to fight the undead, and many more were silent.

"It's not an undead invasion, it's a powerful undead summoner who has appeared."

The tavern owner glanced up at the direction of the outbreak of the war in the burning training ground, and then shook his head: "Let's go back to the tavern, everyone has said that this is a personal vendetta, if you don't provoke him, he shouldn't come to us for trouble." ”

"An existence that can summon tens of thousands of undead must be a big villain!"

Jack said categorically, and his words made the eyes of many adventurers shine, and there was some admiration in their eyes.

On the continent of Esker, the people wanted by the Temple of Light are collectively called villains, and some criminals are also called villains.

Among the villains, there are good and bad, some who do commit things, and some are just powerful adventurers who have been framed and blamed.

Villains are divided into ordinary villains and big villains.

For example, the Law of the Sad Wind, who is wanted by the Academy of Magic and the Temple of Light, is a great villain and is a well-known name in the circle of adventurers.

Every big villain is very powerful.

Adventurers are born to worship the strong, whether they are good or evil.

"Are we going to support the soldiers?"

In the Wizards' Guild, there are magicians discussing this issue: "The undead seem to be very evil. ”

"Have you all been brainwashed by the Temple?"

The branch president of the union sneered: "Have you forgotten that Arya is still being hunted down by the temple!" Since the temple arrived, the city is no longer a free northern adventure city, it has become a part of the temple. ”

"I'm going to help you go, I'm not going to go."

"In addition, let me remind you that the strength of this undead summoner should not be weaker than the method of the Sorrowful Wind!"

The words of the head of the union branch made most of the magicians silent.

Although the reputation of the undead summoner is not good, it is also a magician system and a member of the academy.

In the Esker Continent, the Academy and the Temple Sect have been fighting for many years, and the friction and contradictions in recent years have also risen to a white-hot level.

The magicians of the Wizards' Guild are also members of the Academy, so do they want to help the temple deal with the magicians in their own camp?

"The method of the sad wind is a great magician who can fight with the dean, and we are not opponents of this kind of strength magician."

"Forget it, wash and sleep."

"I thought the rift in the undead plane had been opened, and it turned out that a great magician had come to the temple for revenge."

"I still have an experiment to finish."

The magicians were too lazy to take care of the war in the city, so they simply turned around and went to the magic union and went back to the laboratory to study their own magical research.

......

There are adventurers who are not afraid of death sneaking to the place where the training ground is.

They saw the undead along the way, but the undead would not attack as long as they saw that the NPC did not have soldiers and temple armor on them.

This made the adventurers even more convinced.

"They are really the undead summoned by a powerful undead summoner!"

"It seems that the temple is really unlucky this time, and it has provoked a powerful undead summoner!"

The adventurers saw it.

On a roof near the blazing training ground, a handsome man in a magician's robe stood on it.

Unlike other magicians, he carried a large blue bone knife with a pestle, black hair fluttering in the night wind, and a bohemian temperament in his deep eyes.

"Kill! Kill the lackeys of the Temple! ”

As soon as he raised his hand, countless undead went forward to attack the training ground one after another, besieging the defenders in the city.

"Wail! Die! ”

Long Aotian stood on the roof, holding the big bone knife, and laughed wildly: "Struggle, in the abyss of blood and darkness!" Suffer, in the hell of hatred and hatred! ”

"Remember my name and tell you the great God of Light, who killed you!"

"My name!"

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