Ouyang Jing mixed in the ranks of skeleton soldiers, and walked with the crowd towards the gate of the royal city with the pace of a skeleton-like machine.

Before entering the city, two faint lights lit up in his "skull eye sockets", opening the Dao body spiritual eye.

He carefully observed with his spiritual eyes and made sure that there were no spell traps on the city walls and gates, so he walked into the city gate with a large group of skeleton soldiers.

After entering the city, he looked around with his spiritual eyes, while recalling the layout of the royal city in a small country in the north that had not yet been attacked by the army of the undead, looking for the Phanos nobles who had been exiled to that small country to inquire about the layout of the royal city, and searching for the breath of the living.

However, in the vision of the spiritual eye, the entire royal city is simply a hell on earth, filled with endless undead breath, which has completely turned into a paradise of the undead, and there is no trace of the breath of the living.

Ouyang Jing was not in a hurry.

He watched carefully for a while, and while the black knight leading the team was not paying attention, he cast a magic magic technique, and left the team like lightning, blending into the shadows of the corner of the street.

After that, he remained in his skeletal form, using the shadow as a cover, and sneaked in the direction of the palace.

What he saw along the way shocked him.

The once prosperous city of the King of Fanos has been completely reduced to ruins. Entire sections of the neighborhood were destroyed, and vast swaths of buildings were reduced to rubble.

Blood trickled down every inch of the ground, and the mangled bones covered every street.

Densely packed with untold spirits, wandering aimlessly among the ruins. Every now and then, a few corpses suddenly rise from the ground, or shake off a body of flesh and turn into skeletons, or their hands are alienated and become ghouls.

The tragic scene he saw in his eyes strengthened Ouyang Jing's determination to do his best in this battle.

He would never allow the undead legion to go all the way north to his territory, and turn the territory he led his people to build with all his hard work into the appearance of this Phanos royal city.

He stalked in the shadows, carefully and silently through the crumbling alleys of blood, bones, and undead, until he finally came to an open square.

Across the square is the royal palace.

Ouyang Jing crouched in the shadows, and the whole person seemed to merge with the shadows, carefully observing the palace with his spiritual eyes.

The once splendid royal palace was also destroyed by the war. The tall and majestic palace buildings seem to have collapsed by at least seventy percent. The barely intact building was also splattered with blood.

And among the ruins of the palace, as elsewhere, the spirits of the dead roamed everywhere.

Some ghouls even wore tattered robes that showed their ornate past, apparently having been nobles or even royals during their lifetimes.

But no matter how noble the status is, it can't save them. Even if you don't have great strength in life, you can only turn into the lowest level of undead after death, and wild dogs generally compete with other ghouls for a few bones with shredded flesh......

In Ouyang Jing's blood, he has the power of resurrection, and his perception of vitality and vitality is extremely keen.

But he still did not find any breath of a living creature in the palace. Even the plants in the palace garden have been polluted and withered by dead air.

He didn't even see the high-level undead - the real high-level undead would be controlled by the Red Sleeve Necromancer himself, so naturally he wouldn't let it wander around.

"Not in the palace?"

Ouyang Jing frowned secretly in his heart: "Where are the people of the Red Sleeves Society hiding?" ”

After a while, he decided to sneak into the palace and search carefully.

After all, the royal palace covers a huge area, and it is difficult to see some details clearly when peeping from a distance.

Ouyang Jing walked out of the shadows, like an ordinary, aimlessly wandering undead, slowly crossing the square in front of the palace.

Entering the confines of the palace, which had been largely reduced to ruins, he unfolded his illusion form again, blended into the shadows, and began to search carefully inside the palace.

The focus of the search is, of course, the few palace buildings that are still intact.

Unfortunately, still nothing.

After searching the depths of the palace, the last barely intact palace, Ouyang Jing hid in the shadows and began to think.

"If it were me, my own army had occupied the royal city, and I would not have found a place to live casually, but I would definitely have to live in a palace that matched my identity......

"But now in the palace, there is no trace of the existence of a living person, not even a high-ranking undead......

"So, where are the people of the Red Sleeves hiding? No, no, with the Red Sleeves Society's style of acting, and with a million undead armies around them, how could they 'hide'? ”

The Red Sleeves will not hide.

But the environment of Wangcheng is not suitable for rest.

Although there are still some buildings in the palace that have barely remained intact and have not been destroyed by the war, those buildings have either been the scene of fierce battles, are covered with blood and bones, or have been polluted by the breath of the undead, and have become lifeless and filthy.

In such a harsh environment, maybe the necromancer won't mind, but there are still four people in the five-member team of the Red Sleeves Society who are not necromancers, and they may not necessarily like such an environment.

"Especially the witch who led the team......"

Ouyang Jing recalled the information of the four great witches of the Red Sleeve Society - the four great witches of the Red Sleeve Society were all famous, and it was not difficult to find out about them, even their usual abilities and props.

Of course, in addition to the habitual ability, it is impossible to find out the real hole cards of the witches.

The head of the witch, the title of Rindong, the real name is unknown. Nordic race, blonde hair and blue eyes, slender and slender, cold temperament, indifferent to life. The dominant ability is to manipulate snow and ice. Silent and silent, with a serious cleanliness habit.

The witch is secondary, the title is killing, and her real name is unknown. East Asian race, long purple hair, extremely beautiful, but cruel and bloodthirsty. has an instinctive killing talent.,Habitual abilities are all the abilities of the three characters in the King of Fighters series, Yagami-an.、Storm.、Seven flail society.。

The third witch title is dark, her real name is unknown, East Asian race, lively personality, cheerful and smiling, on the surface she is a cute young girl, but in fact her personality is distorted, psychopathic, and she likes to seduce strong and handsome men the most, and she picks yang to supplement yin to death. The idiomatic ability is the ability of Dark Andromeda among the Saint Seiya.

The title of the Fourth Witch is dead, her real name is unknown, and she is of an East Asian race. On the surface, she's a slender and childish.,Like a good junior high school girl.,Lori-type beautiful girl.,In fact, it's also a super pervert.、Tentacle control、Corpse control.。 The Death Witch is the necromancer of the Red Sleeves Society, who specializes in necromancy and shaping magic. The usual must-kill is the howl of the banshee and the meteor fall.

"The four witches who fought this time are led by the Winter Witch. The other two are none other than the Dark Witch and the Death Witch. Except for the Death Witch, the other two witches will not like the dead. Especially in the cold winter with a habit of cleanliness, I am even more disgusted with such a dirty environment.

"Therefore, the Red Sleeves will not live in the royal city where millions of undead are entrenched. Or...... They're in the city, but not in this space. ”

Ouyang Jing is not even a mage, when he camps at night, he can rely on the dragon bone staff he snatched to live in the "Demon Duncan's Mansion", so how can the Red Sleeve Society team with a six-star professional mage be inferior to him?

"That's a bit of a problem!"

Ouyang Jing secretly thought in his heart: "If the people of the Red Sleeve Society live in a different dimensional space temporarily created by spells such as the 'Mansion Technique'...... How do I find them? ”

The system he cultivated was completely incompatible with magic. Although he can use his mental power to trigger the magic in the dragon bone staff, he himself knows nothing about magic.

Even ordinary magic can't be parsed, let alone higher-end space-type spells?

"Or, take advantage of the fact that the people of the Red Sleeves Club are not in the real space, and call the captain and all of them over? With the abilities of the captain and Old Man Gan, it shouldn't be a problem to find the entrance to the space where the Red Sleeves Club is hiding. ”

Just as he was wondering whether to go out of the city to lay a space marker, and call the team over, a violent explosion suddenly came into his ears.

After the explosion, the roars of the undead and the shouts of humans erupted simultaneously from all directions.

Listening to the sound of battle roars, battles, and explosions coming from all directions and approaching rapidly in the direction of the palace, Ouyang Jing was very surprised for a while: "What's the situation?" Could it be that someone other than me is trying to decapitate the head of the undead legion? Indigenous powerhouse or reincarnation? ”

【Asking for a commuter pass~】