The night of the forest is full of creepy sounds, and most of the poisonous insects and beasts that hide in secret nests during the day choose to start hunting in the dark, they act stealthily and attack deadly, like the natural guardians of this forest, eliminating any outsiders who dare to go deep into it.

The forest outside the territory of Jinlunga is vast, and even experienced hunters may not dare to enter the forest at night, but at this moment, on this newly opened forest path, there is a figure walking forward gently. It was a knight in dark and hideous plate armor, and his full armor made him look extraordinarily tall. He didn't have any weapons, just straight forward, but he was so shocked that the demonic beasts were surprised, and they all hid in the bushes and watched the knight walk by, even the king tiger and demon wolf who were rampant in the forest subconsciously avoided the direction he was heading, and ran calmly to other parts of the forest to find prey.

He just walked like this, and the thick footprints fell a string of cold air.

Even if the knight had already walked, no creature dared to pass on the dirt road on which he passed through which the branches of grass and trees were still visible from time to time. It's like the cold polar regions, even the creatures of the fire elemental realm are difficult to survive, and some weeds with tenacious vitality that have not been uprooted when clearing the road, the top of life that can be fought out in the cracks of the stones, but they also withered and died after a while in his breath.

It was not an extreme elemental reaction in the true sense of the word, but the breath of the dead.

One step at a time, he continued to move forward.

The path crushed out of the woods led to a newly established camp. As the black-armored knight reached the periphery of the clearing, a hoarse old voice came through the air.

"Nimbas, why hasn't it been done yet! You're running out of time! You've got the job done here by midnight today! ”

The voice sounded a little weak. It was like a leaky air bag, hissing and a little weak, but if anyone dared to impose such a view on Moraus and despise him, he would end up with death as a starting point - and then ending in a sense with a loyal ghoul. The owner of this voice has atrophied his muscles extremely strictly, and may seem weak. But when it comes to close combat, even a brave warrior who has been in battle for a long time does not dare to be careless.

What's more, it's actually a standard sorcery class.

"My esteemed master, please be patient with me a little longer, the work here is nearing completion, but with all due respect, the last part would not have been possible without the vampires of Lord Dragonsades, and you know that the ghouls are not very good at such work." This time it was a man in a dark silk robe. He replied respectfully, purple shriveled skin as tight as a zombie. But in fact, although the aura of the dead here is strong, and the undead of all sizes are arranged behind him at this moment, even to the point that no one dares to approach, but this is a real human being.

He is a necromancer.

In the realm of the undead, where the undead are drowsy all day long, necromancers, as the backbone, are not only the foundation of the country. They also play important roles such as army commanders, noble lords, and powerful combat power, but this does not mean that they are the highest level of Deya. Diya's class system was so rigid that anyone who tried to transgress would be rebuked from the depths of the soul by the Lord of the Night, and the pain that neither the living nor the dead would ever want to taste.

So when Nimbas stood in front of him a "skeleton" wearing a dark golden crown, holding a staff full of magic and surrounded by magic. He didn't dare to trespass in the slightest, because it was a real lich, a powerful undead creature that was immortal, a master of death who used necromancy as if he could be captured, and even the nobles of Diya had to meet and give salutes.

Not to mention his mentor.

Ever since Nimbas lost his beloved puppy when he was a child. He began his path of necromancy, and in order to resurrect the puppy, he sacrificed a bird, a lizard, and an owl in turn. The outcome of the witchcraft is unknown, but Nimbass was discovered by the necromancer Moraus and became an apprentice wizard. Today, Moraus has gone one step further and has become a higher lich from the shackles of his body, and Nimbas has a formal identity, but even so, he still chooses to serve Moraus, even though this lich is not a good-natured person.

"I beg you to order Lord Dragonsades to send the remaining vampire forces to assist in the operation, or to recover the missing vampires, and with these nimble undead who see nothing of darkness, I can assure you that the final work will be completed immediately."

Nimbas's tone was earnest, the excavation work was indeed in the final stages, but if you want to get the original mural drawings hidden in the ground, whether it is forced demolition or rubbing, you must first overcome the darkness and the traps everywhere. This kind of work can only be done by the vampires of the Black Knights, but the bad thing is that these disobedient vampires are always roaming around the construction site when they are not yet needed, and it is said that because it is dark and there is no ray of sunlight here, Nimbass is allowed to roam around. But when it came time for them to help, the bloodsuckers disappeared one by one, and they didn't know whether they ran out to forage for food or were killed by the powerful monsters in the forest, and Nimbas, who was very troubled, had to rush to submit an application to his master. Don't look at this necromancer's docile and patient personality, he is also a little upset as the mission has progressed so far.

If it were in Diya, with his identity and status as a necromancer, there were thousands of undead under his command, how could it be so difficult to dig up an ancient tomb alone.

“……”

Before the master of Nimbas could respond to his most faithful servant, he heard a crisp click, the sound of a knight not shy away from stepping on a dry branch on the ground. He walked here, neither waiting nor rushing, as if to express his arrival in this indifferent way.

The undead standing near the Lich and Nimbas subconsciously retreated and moved away from Dragonsades.

"Ronsades. There you are. ”

The Lich Moraus moved his mouth skeleton, as the leader of this special ops team, in addition to Nimbas, there was a small Black Knights and other low-level necromancers and wizard apprentices. But Rao is like this, and what can command handily is nothing more than the power of his own disciples, and the necromancers with lower ring levels belong to the same faction. Although it can't be trusted as 100% as Nimbas, at least it is trustworthy, only the small Black Knights assigned by its superiors, the death knight dragon Saders led by it, although he nominally obeys orders, but in fact he is in his own faction, and even the location of the station is divided into two places, which seems to be closer to monitoring the lich's actions than completing the mission, although Moraus is very unhappy. But there was nothing to do about him, but he didn't expect that this time without his summoning, Long Sads actually came by himself.

But the lich quickly frowned, and the dragon had come uninvited, definitely something important had happened. But before he could say that, Moraus stretched out his bone claw and scratched the center of the hole.

Once again, it forgot that the lich had no eyebrows.

"I need an answer, your vampire. Where the hell did you go? Moraus did his best to keep his tone calm, in terms of strength. It prides itself on not being afraid of the Death Knight, but although the Lich is not weaker than melee combat, after all, it is still a real magic profession, and if it really conflicts with Dragonsard over a trivial matter, victory or defeat is a small matter, and mission failure is a big deal.

Not to mention in all fairness. Moraus doesn't think Dragonsard is just the best of the Death Knights, either.

"My dereliction of duty." To the lich's surprise, the Death Knight admitted his mistake in a cold, mechanical voice, "Those six vampire servants have all been purified. ”

The lich's neck moved, which was actually a substitute for raising an eyebrow. "By the monsters of the forest? At the same time? ”

The Death Knight was silent.

"I see, it seems that there are other forces in the vicinity," the attitude of the dragon sads has always been like this, the lich thought for a moment and quickly made a decision, turned around and ordered Nimbas, "Nimbas, immediately send someone to investigate, immediately investigate how those fools died, I will not allow the slightest mistake in this mission." ”

Nimbas took the order and set out to select a necromancer apprentice. This kind of reconnaissance mission does not need to send any high-end combat power, it is enough to ensure a certain number of people, after all, the final need is information, even if it encounters a fierce attack, as long as one of the undead can come back, the message can arrive, as for the life and death of others...... They're all undead anyway, and dying again doesn't seem like a big deal.

"Ronsades, I ask that your vampire minions join Nimbas immediately, and I think you know that this mission cannot be missed." Turning around, the Lich Moraus took another businesslike attitude and ordered the Death Knight.

"Fourteen vampires are here, and now follow your arrangement."

After the Death Knight responded, he didn't shake Moraus, and the cloak behind him turned around and left steadily. But at this moment, the lich didn't have the heart to think about the Death Knight's disrespect, and it tapped its mandible lightly with its boneless fingers, thinking about the possible hidden dangers in the vicinity.

"I hope that the hesitant river Styx will be blessed, and everything can be carried out according to the plan......".

The team of wizard apprentices was soon on the road, and since such reconnaissance missions were easy to achieve, Nimbath did not send his own apprentice, but chose the most authoritative one from the unrelated apprentices and entrusted him with the task. As a human, it is not unusual for Nimbas to have such an idea, not to mention that in addition to a large number of skeletons and ghouls in the team, Nimbas also assigned a certain number of ghouls, and a team of this size should be more than enough to deal with any crisis. Unfortunately, if he knew that the necromancer's apprentice's prestige was based on nothing more than arrogance and domineering, he would probably not be so optimistic.

However, it is trustworthy that this undead apprentice is not unlearned, at least in terms of his own skills, objectively speaking, this apprentice is still worthy of recognition. With the help of several ghouls, he quickly located the location of Samael's battle with the vampires in the afternoon, and handed it over to special ghouls to track down, and led a large army all the way. That is, in about half an hour, the team of wizard apprentices chased out of the forest, far away. He saw the brightly lit Black Rock Fortress - or the Obsidian Fortress, or the Black Stone Fortress, well...... It's beautiful.

At least that's what he thinks.

"We should return to Lord Morauth at once."

Looking at the city of Jinlunga from afar, the corpse witch who already had a certain amount of intelligence stood beside the wizard apprentice, and the red light in his eyes flashed like a strange evil rat. It places its withered arms on its chest to express obedience, but its mouth speaks the language of dissuasion.

The premise is different from other games. The necromancer in the following miracle is the resurrection of the dead mage, both in intelligence and means, and has the lowest status in Diya's spell profession, while the human necromancer is able to control the corpse witch due to his higher intelligence and ability, and the lich who is forcibly transformed into the undead through secret poisons and evil spells as a living person is the highest status above these two.

However, even so, there are superior and inferior corpse witches, and the lower corpse witches have no voice at all and do not have the ability to think in complexities, and only the high-level corpse witches are qualified to propose advice to the leader in battle - but only for wizard apprentices. Only when the magical power of the corpse witch is filled to a certain extent. And through the help of arcane arts, they can endure the soul pain that can be completely eliminated anytime and anywhere, and they can advance to the powerful Corpse Witch King, and this level of corpse witches may no longer be described as soldiers, they may be less than what the Lich lacks, it may just be a life box to ensure the continuation of life.

“…… No, neither Lord Moraus nor Lord Nimbas will be satisfied with this kind of investigation, and we will continue to move forward. "A casual corpse witch is just a medium corpse witch. It was not possible to interfere with the decision of the wizard's apprentice, so the large team pushed forward some distance. Until they are in the range of Kinlunga's shooting.

Dangdangdang -

The continuous alarm bells echoed in the sky above the golden lun collar, and the wizard apprentice's face changed slightly, today's night was very dark, it was reasonable to say that it was their natural cover, but it was clear that there were still three or four hundred meters away from the fortress, and it would actually be discovered by the defenders in the city. Are these people clairvoyant?

Of course, the wizard apprentice who lives in Diya does not know that there is a treasure in this world called a speculum, and there happens to be a master of magic technology in this city named Lilith.

"The enemy is coming!"

In the territory of Jinlunga, the Gnoll heralds shouted desperately as the soldiers had just rested for a few hours from the previous battle. They all ran out of their tents under the outer city. According to Assesses's orders, everyone did not return to their residences but rested on the spot, and as he expected, the enemy army had already attacked so quickly.

"Hmm...... What's the situation? ”

Albert rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked up to the city wall, he consumed a lot of mana, and he was woken up after falling asleep for a while, he was really sleepy, and Samael who followed behind wondered if the mage master would let go of his hand and even the staff fell to the ground and did not know.

Commander Kunali stood proudly in front of the battlement, looking intently at the city in the distance, and even the Kunali Broken Sword Guards behind him were in good spirits, completely unable to tell that they had just experienced a battle.

"It's a medium-sized undead force, with a preliminary estimate of more than a hundred skeleton troops, and six teams of ghouls, and the rest should be corpse witches according to the commander." Assesis did not rest, and Alkin did not dare to leave his post without permission, and he followed Commander Kunali without leaving his side, fully assuming the position of adjutant.

Of course, Altyn was still far from enough as an adjutant in the Kunali army at the moment, but at least it seemed like that was the case now, and the white-haired gnolls were already excited and satisfied just thinking about it.

"Oh, that's the amount...... It's nearly two hundred, and there's a corpse witch! That's not good. Albert rubbed his eyes desperately, trying to look into the darkness below, but unfortunately with his vision he could only see the vast wilderness, "By the way, are there vampires this time?" ”

For Jinlunga, who has not yet been able to form an air force, any flying class is a nightmare for them.

Alkin turned his head and shook his head with a wolf's mouth.

Albert breathed a sigh of relief, and in the position he didn't see, Samael carried the spear with a lot easier, the so-called fun in battle, of course, the premise is to be able to hit the enemy.

"What are we going to do?" Albert asked to Acesse, "Long-range strike?" ”

Commander Kunali waved his hand calmly, "Stand by now." ”

Compared to the commander in the city, the undead apprentice was undoubtedly a bit hectic. He didn't expect to be discovered by Jinlunga City at all, although the corpse witch beside him all built a retreat, but he was unwilling to retreat like this, and after a long period of mental struggle, the desire for battle finally broke his reason.

If I can take this city, I will definitely get Lord Nimbas...... No, I'm sure I'll be appreciated by Lord Morauth!

"Everyone is ready to attack, we will take this city and give it to Lord Moraus!" The apprentice wizard shouted hoarsely, as if to cheer himself up.

Now that the order had been given, the corpse witches had no right to tamper with it, and they quickly organized the undead army to launch an offensive formation.

The restless ghouls were placed at the back, and at the front were groups of skeletons armed with spears. Once upon a time, Diya also had an archer unit - skeleton archers, and it was undoubtedly a bad decision to use ordinary skeletons as archers. This creature is super fragile because it is cheap and only has ordinary bones after reincarnation, and if it does not advance to the skeleton warrior, as long as it is not afraid of the undead, a farmer in the countryside can kill more than double digits of ordinary skeletons. So when skeletons draw their bows and shoot arrows, it is difficult for them to guarantee that their finger bones will not be cut by the strong bowstring, so when Diya underwent military reform, the ranged formation of skeletons was eventually changed to throwing troops.

As for the ghouls, their role is to bombard the city gates and create a way for the ghouls to attack.

So the necromancer's apprentice's pale fingers grasped the hand of the bone staff and waved it vigorously-

"Attack!" (To be continued......)