Eden quickly arrived at the location where the undead were being monitored.

Next to him is a team of werewolves watching the movements of the undead.

The werewolf team saluted, then said to Eden, "Chief, look! ”

Eden looked in the direction the team was pointing.

A small group of skeleton warriors was slowly walking in their direction, and in front of the skeleton, a wraith floated.

"Did they change direction?" Eden asked.

"No, their purpose seems to be clear, which is to go in the direction we are!"

Eden frowned, the undead in front of him, the strength would not let Eden pay attention, but why they were so clearly moving in the direction where his tribe was located made Eden very puzzled.

"Anything else you've found?"

"Not yet, but I've already sent someone to the rear of the undead to investigate the situation, and I think it won't be long before I come back!" The captain of the squad said.

"Good!" Eden said, staring at the skeleton intensely.

"Chief, or we will clean up these undead, after all, their strength is not strong!" Some people can't help but suggest it.

"What do you think?" The leader asked.

"We listen to the chief!"

Eden pondered, letting this group of undead go on, although it would not have much impact on the tribe, but it would eventually involve some team members for their purpose.

As a result, there are fewer prey hunted today.

Just as he was about to give the order to clean up the undead, the team members who went to explore the back of the skeleton finally arrived.

The faces of the members of the werewolf team were full of fear, and the captain of the team couldn't help but ask when he saw his face, "Illiku, how is it?" ”

Illiku's lips trembled, "Dead...... Undead! ”

"Undead? I know it's the undead, and I'm asking you what's going on," the team leader asked.

Illiku swallowed, finally stopping his trembling lips, "It's all undead in the back!" ”

"What!" The team leader was surprised, "You mean, behind the skeleton you're exploring, there's a large group of undead?" ”

Illiku nodded.

Eden's face couldn't help but become heavy.

How could this be, why would a large army of undead come.

"Can you see what the undead are?" Eden asked.

"It's too far away to see clearly, but I see an undead on a bone horse!" Illiku said.

"Undead on a bone horse?" Eden muttered to himself, pondering, and after a moment he finally reacted, "You mean, you saw the Necro Knight in it?" ”

Eden's face was full of disbelief.

"Necro Knight? I don't know, I just remember him riding a bone horse! "Illiku doesn't know the Necro Knight, so that's all he can say.

Eden's face was full of solemnity, and even his eyes were a little dazed.

As far as he knows, there doesn't seem to be a necromantic knight under Augustin's subordinates, so where did this necromantic knight come from.

Could it be some other undead force?

There is no result, but this is not the time to think about it.

I saw Eden say solemnly: "Recall all the teams that went out hunting!" ”

"Yes!" Someone left in response.

"Let's go, let's return to the tribe, from now on, the tribe is on alert!"

Moments later, Eden returned to the village, and as they returned, the trumpets rang out throughout the tribe.

The tribe that was originally laughing and laughing disappeared in an instant.

Everyone looked at the team that was returning quickly with confused eyes.

One of the old men grabbed the members of the werewolf team who passed by and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"There are undead coming towards our tribe!" The team member said quickly.

"Undead?" As if contemplating a distant memory, the old man finally remembered what the undead were.

Before he could tell his people about this, the members of the team sent by Eden had already begun to urge the non-combat members of the tribe to hide.

Chickens and dogs were in a mess, and Eden saw his people who had not been in war for a long time, and his face was full of worry.

Eventually, the non-combatants took refuge in the shelters that had been prepared.

"Where are the undead?" Eden asked.

It's about a mile away from our tribe.

"Prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

On the other side, Lu Ming had already discovered the sentry of the werewolf tribe, but he didn't pay attention to it.

In the face of the absolute strength gap, even if you are prepared, what can you do.

Therefore, Lu Ming did not send his subordinates to kill the sentries of the werewolf tribe.

And this time, Lu Ming decided that he would not act unless necessary.

The task of taking the lead was naturally given to Max.

No one else has a problem with that.

So after a short trek, they finally came to the werewolf Eden tribe.

At this time, the Eden tribe was already waiting.

A wooden fence, about three meters high, encloses the small tribe.

Behind the fence, a group of spearmen watched them with wariness.

"Looks like they're ready!" Eric said in a playful voice.

"Hmm," Lu Ming nodded.

"But that's fine, let's defeat them with dignity, so that they can feel how strong we are!" Eric said.

"Tell Max that there will be no mercy on those who dare to resist!" Lu Ming said calmly.

"Yes!" Eric replied.

Max, who received Lu Ming's order, had a death smile on his face.

At this moment, the werewolf Eden tribe in front of him no longer seems to exist.

The undead of the brigade approached the fence of the werewolf Eden tribe.

The warriors of the werewolf Eden tribe fought back as best they could.

Unfortunately, bows and arrows are only as lethal to the undead.

By the time the undead approached the fence, only a handful of unlucky ghosts had died.

The first is the skeleton clan, and the skeleton clan, as the lowest level of the entire undead race, generally acts as cannon fodder.

That doesn't mean the Skeletons are vulnerable, though.

On the contrary, because of the sheer size of the race, there will always be a few odd numbers.

The skeleton warrior shook the fence vigorously, hoping to destroy it.

However, how could the warriors of the Werewolf Eden tribe watch the fence be destroyed.

When the pikemen were useful, they stabbed the spear in their hand into the skeleton's chest, and then shook it vigorously, breaking the skeleton's ribs one by one.

The battle was anxious, and dissatisfaction flashed on Max's face, and it really couldn't be done by relying on skeletons, so Max waved his hand.

A dozen gargoyles walked out.

For this kind of rough-skinned undead, this kind of attack is just right for them.

I saw the gargoyle forcefully line up the skeleton and come to the fence.

The werewolf's spear left only mottled marks on the gargoyle.

I saw more than a dozen gargoyles raise their arms vigorously, and then hammer them down.

An instant later, a row of fences collapsed.

The skeleton followed the opening, slowly pouring in.