The task is next, and I am fully committed to this plane trip, but I am determined to succeed.

Originally, only a certain amount of kills was required, but now, the minimum is also half.

In the entire dwarf plane, the number of lives is at least more than one billion, that is, at least more than 500 million lives must be killed.

Such a huge amount, coupled with the complex terrain underground, requires careful consideration.

"Marx, how can we kill more?" Ask questions directly and look at Marx with all your heart.

As a demigod lich who initiated dozens of undead disasters, Marx has a lot of experience, and this kind of thing still needs to be asked for his advice.

"How much does the master want to kill? Is there a standard? Hearing the words of his heart, Marx asked cautiously.

The undead disaster also has a standard.

Although this gnome plane is small, the undead scourge is not a casual performer.

Every plane, the plane that has life, unless it is the kind that has just been born, otherwise, there are hidden powerhouses, and the devil knows how many.

Once the bottom line of those strong people is touched, it is not good to capsize in the gutter.

There may even be a god hidden in a certain plane.

"At least half, if you can kill them all, the best." Look at the requirements side of the task and say the requirements directly with all your heart.

"Half? At least a medium-sized or above undead scourge is needed, or even a large scale, with our strength, some are not enough. Marx said hesitantly

"How?" Looking at Marx, he asked lightly.

"If the master gives up most of the resources, I can invite more necromantic demigods to come over, once the door of the necromantic plane is opened, no matter how difficult the plane is, unless there is a god, it will not be a problem." Marx gritted his teeth and said a solution.

That is to let more necromancy, demigods, legends, saints.

Once the number of necromancy that comes over reaches a certain number, this plane will not be able to resist it at all, but if the disgust of the plane is triggered, it will be over.

There was once a catastrophe of the undead in the heteroplane, which opened the door to the necromantic plane and entered a full fifty demigods, and later, all of these demigods died.

Abhorred by the will of the plane, he directly attracted a god and wiped out those demigods.

Therefore, a large-scale undead natural disaster, unless there is a world protagonist as a foil, otherwise, no one dares to go.

"Is that so? I see, open the door, this world, we are welcome to kill. He smiled, wholeheartedly describing the system, absolutely approving.

Since the world welcomes itself, then, that is, the world needs to die.

If the plane wants to advance, what it needs, I don't know it with all my heart, and I can guess it with a guess.

There are too many creatures in this plane, and there are too many requests for the plane, which greatly reduces the possibility of the plane's growth, so he will not refuse himself.

And the system, it may be that it is aware of this that it issues the task.

"Yes, master, I'll go and prepare." When Marx heard this, he went straight to work, anyway, it was the master's order, and he did it.

"Great master, if I can, I can also open the gates of hell and let the creatures of hell come, so that the destruction will be even more complete." Barto hurriedly spoke.

As the layer master of the tenth layer of hell, he has such authority, and destroying a plane can allow him to advance directly, once the tenth layer devours the plane, he, as the layer master, will be rewarded by the tenth layer, and he will be promoted from then on.

All creatures of hell have a desire to destroy and to become stronger.

"No, this time, it's just for the day of the destruction of the necromancy, hellish creatures, so forget it." Barto's request was not agreed.

If he agreed, he would never agree.

The necromancers come and only deal with those living creatures, while the creatures of hell come and destroy everything directly, and the two are fundamentally different.

If the gates of hell are opened, this world will absolutely give up everything and destroy all outsiders, and in this way, the mission will naturally fail.

Failed, advanced to the legend, the devil knows when.

"Yes, master."

When Barto heard this, he lowered his head, carried the three daughters of Roland, and followed Quanxin's side, waiting for orders at all times.

Glancing at the unconscious Roland, he nodded wholeheartedly at the two daughters of Herry, who were obviously very excited.

"A few of you, go down there to find out more information, collect corpses by the way, and summon more low-level undead." Speaking to a few saint-level death mages, this kind of work, they are just right.

"Yes, master."

"You go and protect them!"

"Yes, great master."

"The Death Knight is going to look around."

"The bone dragon flies around, and once it finds an enemy, it will kill him."

"Yes, great and mighty master."

One order after another was given, and under the orders of the whole heart, the upper part of the dwarf plane was filled with life.

On the ground, a low-level necromancer appeared.

There were the lowest-level rotting zombies, there were broken skeletons, and there were ghosts, these necromancers, with a disgusting breath of death, slowly descending farther away, along the caves.

Under the command of the Death Mage, under the orders of those Skeletrons, and under the command of the Death Knights, slowly explore and explore the location of more living creatures.

As soon as the necromancer enters the ground, it is instantly buried, and the complex underground environment is too difficult to find the right way.

But it doesn't matter, there are many roads.

I'm more necromantic.

Complex?

With endless necromancy, probe everything.

Got into a fight?

That's even better, the saint-level necromancers rush up, searching for souls, looking for an easier passage.

As time passed, maps appeared, depicting a three-dimensional world.

The world of gnomes, that is, is located underground.

"Haha, Marx, I haven't been in touch for a long time, why do you remember me?"

While looking at the map, I suddenly heard a wild laugh.

In the laughter, with the shrill voice of the lich, and the prestige of the demigod, the whole heart is sideways.

"Barana, I'm starting a scourge of the dead, aren't you coming?" Marx's voice spoke, with unspeakable contempt.

It seems that he doesn't think much of this lich demigod.

"Hmph, what do you want me to pay? I don't have any money. The other party's voice sounded, and his words made the whole heart stunned.

How can you come here, participate in the undead natural disaster, and do you have to pay?

"It doesn't take much, this plane is not very big, I just found the protagonist of the plane, I will find a lot of demigods to come over, just according to the price of the small plane, will you come?" Explain the approximate information of the gnome plane, and then give a price.

10,000 units can be refined into materials for a level 6 death warrior, and this is the price of a small participation.

"Marx, you're so dark, but did you really find the plane protagonist?"

"Of course, I won't lie, if you come, just give money, if you don't come, get out, I'll contact someone else."

"Okay, okay, I'll come, I'll come, wait for me for a while, I'll prepare the materials, wait for me, you must wait for me."

"Hey, Katyusha? I'm in the midst of an undead scourge, yes, I've found the plane protagonist, come on? The price is negotiable. ”

"Alyssa, are you coming? ……”

"Dillon, I have something I want you to help ......"

The breath of a demigod appeared, and in less than an hour, Marx directly contacted ten demigods.

Among them are five demigod lichs, three demigod zombies, one demigod Skeletron, and one demigod Death Knight.

There are ten demigods, and with Marx in them, that's eleven demigods, and their own army of death.

This amount should be enough.

Looking at Marx, who was building a coordinate magic array, he nodded with satisfaction.