Tonight, Fillingmore was plagued by the undead plague, but the NPC forces didn't seem to react to it, and even the Elven Empire was watching from the sidelines.

But the news of the undead invasion here was passed out early in the morning, and from the beginning of the siege of the Demon Beast, the Elven Court received the news of a large-scale attack of the Demon Beast in Philimmore, and this news was also transmitted to the Sky City dominated by the Holy See. However, the Cathedral's Holy Cross was damaged, and the city's teleportation array was unexpectedly disrupted, leaving Fillingmore isolated in the storm, with no support to reach.

The army of the Elven Court gathered around the teleportation array, and the news came from the City Lord's Mansion in Phillingmore that the city was about to be attacked by the undead, and it was urgent to ask for support.

"What's wrong with the teleportation array?" Her Royal Highness stood there and shouted to the old magician, that all teleportation arrays were under the control of the Magic Guild, except for the Chapel of the Holy See of Light. "This Mr. Magician, Fillingmore is waiting for our help, they are facing the terrible army of the undead!"

"The teleportation array has been destroyed, and the magician guarding the teleportation array has appeared in Gulangqi City, and we can't repair it for the time being."

"I hope there's no Magic Guild in here!"

"We never get involved in the struggle between the forces of power, and we never interfere in the conduct of wars." The old magician said in a low and fast voice, "Your Highness Princess, this is a premeditated war, and Fillingmore's teleportation array has violent spatial fluctuations and cannot be carried out for the time being. And as far as I know, the teleportation array of the Sky City to the Holy See of Light has also been damaged, and the Holy See legions cannot reach it. ”

"Premeditated!" Her Royal Highness the beautiful and delicate princess looked a little ugly, and raised her hand to stop the old man from continuing. "I want to know when the teleportation array will be restored."

"Tomorrow dawn at the latest." After the old man said this, he put his hands in his sleeves and slowly closed his eyes, and there was another sign beside him. It reads: The teleportation array to Fillingmore is malfunctioning and cannot be used.

The elven princess snorted coldly. Bowing his head, he commanded the herald to bring the news back to the Elven Queen, and she had to wait here. Waiting for the Magic Guild's teleportation array to return to normal, she could send troops to support.

The cities around Fillingmore were three days and three nights away from the city, because Fellingmore gradually moved the population of the city within hundreds of miles before it became one of the great cities of the Elven Empire. If Fillingmore suffers a devastating disaster, it will be a great damage to the entire Elven Empire.

And what worries Her Royal Highness the most is that this is just the beginning.

In Fillmawr Cathedral, all the saints sit around the statue of the goddess and the pool of holy water and pray. The crystal white light emitted by the statue of the goddess enveloped the surrounding area of the cathedral. The undead army that had already attacked the surrounding houses and buildings did not seem to see the existence of the cathedral, and not a single undead spirit fired an arrow at the cathedral.

This is the power of those holy lights, and the cathedral here is only a façade, and whether it is captured or not will not have much impact on the outcome of the battle.

At this time, the army of the undead was no longer numerous, most of the undead spread around, and the demonic beasts bypassed the undead to hunt and kill those who were missed. The entire city turned into a living hell overnight, and the surrounding city gates slowly opened, and the panicked people tried to escape from the city. But at the West Gate, there are long-awaited blood elves on the other two sides. 、

And the blood elf army quickly blocked the West Gate, although nearly 10,000 NPCs had escaped at this time.

"Don't let an elf go," the blood elf leader is always synonymous with bewitching and beautiful. But the one in charge of blocking the West Gate was a charming-looking male blood elf. "My people, tonight...... It is the day of the blood elves' revenge. ”

The ghostly figures disappeared into the moonlight, and those figures who fled from the West City Gate in a panic. Always screaming and falling to the ground on the edge of Mori Lee.

When Lin Yutian stepped into the square, he could clearly see the scene of tens of thousands of undead besieging the castle of the City Lord's Mansion. Galio knelt in front of him, learning from Moyu to follow the boar.

Lin Yutian was a little anxious in his heart. But summoning the Touch, Prancy ran away. The wild boar was slightly stunned, thinking that it was an old man's test of his intelligence, and immediately walked towards the statue in the city.

"Moyu, I need a container for water, the size of an ordinary cup." Lin Yutian turned his head and commanded, and the moment Mo Yu nodded, his body flew directly towards the starry sky.

Lin Yutian ran in front of the statue, and the statue that was originally strictly guarded appeared in front of Lin Yutian so openly at this time, and there was not half an elf around.

The boar looked down at the pool of clear water, surrounded by magic lamps set up by the elves, reflecting the slender and beautiful figure of the goddess of nature. If the gods were giants, then the goddess of the elves must be some thin giants, and her body looked a little weak.

Lin Yutian lowered his head and lowered his long mouth into the pool to drink water, reminiscing about the taste in the water, which was indeed very similar to a certain liquid he had drunk before. The pool and the statue of the goddess constituted a fountain, but the place where the water was sprayed was that the goddess raised her finger slightly, and the place where the water entered was also at the feet of the goddess, which made Lin Yutian very puzzled where the drop of the elven clan's wishing spring water existed.

"Galio," Lin Yutian looked at the undead commander behind him who seemed to have nothing to do, "go and capture the highest-ranking elf in the city, I want to live." ”

"Yes, master." Galio muffled, and then walked to the City Lord's Mansion on the side with his big sword. At this time, only the castle of the Lord's Mansion was not captured, and Galio also knew what this kind of castle was.

After all, he was also a well-informed and knowledgeable prince of the Terran Empire during his lifetime.

"Where the flames of vengeance burn, my eyes are on them," Galio seemed to mutter, but the flames around all the undead heads in the city were beating at this time, apparently sensing his command. "Take this fortress and capture all the elves inside! Go, my invincible legion. ”

At this time, the blue flames that had spread most of the city suddenly turned around, and countless skeletons gathered towards the City Lord's Mansion, and in the light of the moonlight and lights, the surrounding streets were already covered with miserable white and light blue figures.

"City Lord! They're all here! ”

"We can hold on! We'll be able to hold it! They can't climb, we can definitely ......" The fragmented thoughts of the city lord of Feilin were not over, and he saw that the undead who had been shooting at the city wall carried the longbow in his hand, jumped onto the city wall, inserted his fingers into the hard stone wall, and climbed towards the wall. The walls on all sides of the City Lord's Mansion instantly began to be filled with white.

"Archery! Shoot them down from here! ”

"Your Excellency, retreat to the castle! This wall can't be defended! ”

"Shoot the arrows!" The city lord of Feilin turned a deaf ear, he was already in a state of madness.

The chaos is gradually approaching this most pure land, standing on the high wall of the City Lord's Mansion and looking in all directions, there are burning blue flames as far as the eye can see, these flames converge into the ocean, and the waves are crashing against the reef of the City Lord's Mansion.

The spirits of all the elves have been crushed, and the only thing that sustains them in drawing their bows and shooting arrows is the fear of death and the nostalgia for survival.

"What was lost in my hands back then, I will get it back one by one, and no one can save you anymore."

Galio's figure stepped out of the Sea of Skulls, its flaming skull darker, and he thought he would benefit greatly from tonight's war.

Sonor! The greatsword he was carrying on his shoulder landed in his left hand, and the sound of the tip of the sword hitting the stone slab. Galio approached the gate of the City Lord's Mansion step by step, and the elves on the wall were shooting the undead who were climbing the wall, and they no longer had enough firepower to suppress these undead who didn't know what death was.

The vast majority of the undead have just tasted death, and death is not the end for them before.

The original revenge army can only occupy a very small part of the army of the undead at this time, as long as you think about the original population of the elves' second-level main city, how large the current undead tide is.

But these are only the beginning of the plague of the undead.

Players were suppressed at the respawn point, and the average player level in Fillingmore City had been lowered by one level, which was due to the fact that most people saw that the situation was not right and stopped the running corpse in time.

Gario dragged his sword to the gate of the Lord's Mansion, the falling gate made the gate look impregnable, and the arrow finally shot down the wall.

With a few clangs, the arrow slowly fell to the ground, and the greatsword in Galio's hand had already slashed diagonally...... (To be continued......)