Long before the Spring Feast began, the magical energy above Winterfell had already accumulated and had been noticed by both Rysel and Drew.

With the Prophet Rutherford in charge, it was clear that Risel's side did not take the accumulation of demonic energy seriously, but continued with the spring feast that was originally planned.

As for Drew's side, he had just observed the accumulation of magical energy on Winterfell's side, and it was getting worse and worse, and the whole country was quickly mobilized.

The hearts of the people are good, even if the nominal god of the country of Drew is the "flesh harvester" Naraku of the neutral evil camp, but it is still excluded by the human countries within the scope of the belief of the good god.

The birth of Drew, the kingdom of the dead, is that the living and the dead are inherently difficult to coexist, so a long time ago, these spellcasters who specialize in the necromancy and have a soft spot for bone frames spontaneously built their country in the far north, Drew.

This kingdom of the dead is valued by almost all the gods of the evil camp who accept the faith of mankind, and is used to confront the good gods in the Lord's seat. So whenever he felt the right time, Drew would send troops south, and now he had gained control of almost the entire Far North. Coupled with the fact that after the Battle of Flowers, he occupied all the territory outside the northwest fortress of Rysel, and the current Druguang is not small in terms of territory - it's just that there are not many people alive in this country......

Compared to the human kingdom, Drew's army is mainly composed of various bone frames and undead creatures. These living creatures from the world of the dead have an obvious shortcoming - they are more afraid of positive energy, as well as damage such as fire and acid.

But in this environment, those disadvantages are nothing compared to the advantages they are playing now. Drew's army can now approach the Northwest Fortress in the middle of the night blizzard, thanks to a common trait of the Skeletons and other undead creatures, or rather the characteristics of the dead.

The fortress groups of the Northwest Fortress are arranged according to a certain terrain, and generally speaking, as long as one fortress is attacked intensively, it can quickly get the support of the surrounding fortresses. The roads were not congested, and the rapid march could be reached from Far Winter in just two days.

But Warneburg was the only one that stood out in the line of defense of the north-western fortress. It is located in a mountain pass and has been converted into difficult cliffs on both sides. Because of the high altitude of Warneburg itself, it is difficult to attack from a high position, so even if it stands out from the entire defense line of the fortress group, it has not been taken care of in the previous attacks.

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"Wake up, wake up." One of the sentry's voices was visibly lazy as it had first woken up, and began to push and shove in an attempt to wake up the other sentry.

A few miles outside Warneburg, there were several outposts that had been set up to provide some early warning. For these sentinels, the kingdom of Resel is still quite favorable, except for the general only need to stand guard for eight hours, in the cold season when the sentry is stationed, each sentry has a temporary borrowing of the magic ring in the fortress to maintain the temperature around the body.

Obviously, both of these sentinels had fallen asleep in the warmth of the magic ring, until the sentinel who woke up first was awakened.

"How...... ......" The awakened sentry rubbed his eyes very dissatisfied, as if he had forgotten that he was standing guard.

The sentinel, who woke up first, put a finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, saying, "Listen carefully." ”

In the quiet night of the "Kazkaz ......", there was a very special grinding sound that reached the minds of the sentinels who woke up later.

When he heard this special friction sound, the tiredness on the face of the awakened sentry suddenly disappeared, and then he quickly stood up, subconsciously preparing to pull a line hanging on the top of the sentry.

But he could never pull down the thin wire that was used to trigger the signal to Warneburg.

In despair, he found that his transparent hand seemed to be choking his throat in mid-air, and his whole body was suspended in the air, and his hands did not obey the call, and hung down weakly.

Before he was about to faint from lack of oxygen, his eyes flashed and he saw that his partner was already bloody and fainted. Although I don't know if I was stunned or fainted because of lack of oxygen.

A figure slowly appeared in this watchtower, dressed as a mage, wearing a black robe, which was basically a symbol of the identity of the necromancer.

With a slight wave of his hand, the faint voice of "Kazkaz" was eliminated, replaced by the black-robed mage's self-talk: "It's a pity, there are no wanderers in our realm, and it is a bit inappropriate to use resentful spirits to act as wanderers. And those vampires are aristocrats themselves, and they don't want to do this kind of thing, so they can only do it themselves. ”

Saying this, the black-robed mage shook his head a little helplessly, then took out a wand and waved it slightly.

Soon both bodies began to change, flesh and blood quickly disappeared into thin air, and soon a skeleton of bones rose from the ground.

"It doesn't seem to work...... black-robed mage shook his head, "The subject of the transformation of life and death, even this kind of transformation from life to death is so difficult. When the Arcanist Empire was in the Arcanist Empire, those Great Arcanists died to life again, so it is no wonder that there is no result.

The previous mage's inadvertent spell was actually experimenting with his own new subject, which was to turn the flesh and blood of living people into nourishment for the skeleton, but the effect did not reach the level that satisfied him. Anyway, it hasn't reached the level of cost-effectiveness compared to directly killing and then transforming skeletons and then devouring them.

After observing the two skeletons, the black-robed mage shook his head again, gave the skeleton an order to join the large army behind, and once again tore open a scroll and disappeared into thin air.

The scroll of the two-ring spell invisibility.

If Ain had been here, he would have sighed that he had swaggered and burned the scroll in order to temporarily work as a wanderer. The cost of copying the scroll is not a little spirit, but gold coins and a spell slot with this spell on it. That is, if you want to prepare a bunch of scrolls of the two-ring spell stealth technique, you also need a few mages who have at least the second-ring attainment, copy it for a day or two, and spend at least a few hundred gold coins. As for the sigh, Aine will definitely pull the black-robed mage and ask a question: "Why don't you use invisibility potions instead of invisibility scrolls, is it because these scrolls are made by high-level spellcasters?" A means of detection to counter possible anti-stealth?

Obviously, this mage who burned money and worked part-time as a wanderer quietly unplugged all the open and dark sentinels outside Warneburg after dozens of scrolls were burned. Anyway, on this winter day, the sentinels who have magic items to keep the temperature around them are basically immersed in sleep. Because the experiment just now had failed, this time the black-robed mages were all direct killers, and they didn't bother to wake up these sentinels, and directly let them come to the divine kingdom of the gods they believed in in their dreams