And then—the 'undead' boiled! They stared at the white eyes of the dead fish, and opened the cracks that tore the muscles at the corners of their mouths, as if shouting: "Home~~~" But its vocal cords have long since decayed, and can only be like a silent hilarious pantomime;

But there are also individual undead who have evolved and mutated, emitting high-frequency sound waves that are difficult for ordinary people to hear like bats.

The magic sound that hit the brain felt like the harsh, high-pitched murmur of a portable FM radio in some heavily disturbed band.

The Lord Bishop still had the strength to scan the ground between spells, but he didn't see half of the prototypes of qualified demonic art that could stay awake.

As Bishop Dafoo's spell came to an end, all the corpses let out a terrible scream like a hungry ghost, and the thick blood mist that swirled around the altar suddenly spun like the hem of a dancer's gorgeous rose-colored dance skirt, and the wind full of gloomy and ghostly howls suddenly roared, just like the terrifying plot of the unjust soul seeking his life in a ghost movie in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Then.

They turned into blood-colored horses like a thousand tides returning to the sea, surging towards the dried corpses that had been transformed and only dry flesh clinging to white bones.

The shriveled bodies of the dried corpses swelled up like inflated bicycle tires, and many of the parts that had been missing grew out of them—living strands of flesh that were strangely twisted like earthworms, sewing themselves together like threads of a needle.

The corpses let out an increasingly terrifying and loud violent scream, which some could barely even hear the local language before they were born: "Suffering~~~ Experience!!~~Death~~~ The final destination~Ah!~~Ah!!~~ is the ...... of liberation" The sharp howl seemed to pierce the empty soul of human beings!

The undead seem to have been controlled by Bishop Dafoo after receiving the blood mist, and they are like a group of demons on a pilgrimage, throwing themselves to the ground and worshipping the five bodies of the "Death Guide" above the blood-colored altar.

The scene was even more spectacular and fanatical than the cult human sacrifice.

At last, a few of the people who were lying down in the "corpse group" and pretending to be dead could not stand it anymore, and they screamed hysterically and trembled to their feet, and ran away in terror like skinned toads, even if they tried to escape from this scene that was even more terrible than hell!

It was only that he was quickly dragged back by his legs upside down and thrown into the altar of the blood pool.

The blood water in between, like aqua regia, has a strong corrosiveness.

The living man who had been thrown into the pool was eroded by the evil energy in his blood, and he rolled in it so quickly that he had no strength to climb ashore.

The poor men rubbed their crumbling skins and muscles until they were all out of their bodies, but they melted into the pool and disappeared.

When Dafoo saw this, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

Then.

His Dark Templar Guards have arrived.

The Bishop, who was standing on top of the pterodactyl, took out a large hand of [Control Necromancy] with a magic wand, and commanded the dark guard with "understanding": "You can disguise yourself with blood, water and yellow mud, and when you mix with the necromancers, you can cast spells to control a few powerful undead, and you can indirectly control all the troops and wait for the opportunity to cause the biggest turmoil." Because these necromancers, like those brainless fools, can use the herd effect in management to fuzzy control. As long as you control a few human thorns, the others will be miserable. It's like most ordinary people, although they have brains, they usually don't think carefully and deeply about things when they encounter them, and only act with their innate animal instincts. It's like the undead I cast a spell to create without a brain, only subconscious instincts. ”

After speaking.

With a "whoosh", he rode the ancient pterodactyl shaped like a Grim Reaper bat into the clouds, and began to cast a spell to descend a large area of gloomy clouds, shielding himself and his army of necromancy for the time to launch.

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At night, the humidity covers the sea level, and the clouds in the sky also obscure the stars, and the sky is obscure.

Port cities also tend to have high humidity, not to mention the rainy season when storms are close to the open sea, bringing a lot of humid clouds.

In the center of the harbor some decent villas in the wealthy area of the courtyard with high walls.

Occasionally.

Caucasian guard dogs and other strange fierce pets were heard restlessly stirring, their confusion and commotion at the sound of hurried pedestrian footsteps outside the walls, and other disturbances, or the screams of each other's claims of territory and status.

It's just that Lao Chen, who is underground, doesn't care about these movements on the ground.

This is directly below the governor's palace of General Timothy, more than ten meters from the ground.

Judging from Lao Chen's recent exploration in the evening.

There are still two floors underneath the Doge's Palace, but it covers an area of thousands of square meters, perhaps because there is a Mind Flayer lair nearby, and there are no human guards to defend it.

Here Lao Chen saw only a handful of sleepy chainmail sword guards leaning against the walls, a few rows of unkempt prisoners, or cells with unknown bones, and abandoned stone houses full of musty smells and piles of debris.

Take the danger of the city's underground demons roaming around.

With such a lax attitude of defense, even a three-year-old child would not believe that the Governor and the Mind Flayer had no close relationship.

The staircase leading to the first floor of the ground was heavily guarded by a team of elite warriors, but he was not prepared to break in.

If you compare it with the buildings on the ground, you can find that when the Governor's Palace was built, some foundations below the ground and the walls above were poured and solidified together with [turning mud into stone].

In other words.

The load-bearing columns/load-bearing walls on the ground and below are integrated, and as long as the foundation below is destroyed, the towering buildings with up to five floors above are rootless wood and waterless ping.

This is not the third time Chen Xuyuan has come here, but the seventh time he has infiltrated here.

Ever since he learned from the old druid that the Mind Flayer/Soul Sucker and his pets rely on telepathy and sound and smell to identify targets, and that poor eyesight is similar to color blindness, he has a way to "sneak" around the areas controlled by the de facto rulers of these underground waterways.

Several times, the enemy passed by in groups in front of Lao Chen's eyes.

But he was covered in his own dried fungus, and he kept a state of mind of prajna emptiness that he couldn't think of, and he stood in the dark corner of the L-shape, watching the "Intellect Devourer" patrol that was blind to him frolicking around.

I don't even know that the Mind Snatcher doesn't know that there is "emptiness" in the Buddhist scriptures they have learned, which is a way to restrain their "mind detection" spell.

This is because man and other intelligent races are highly intelligent beings with very complex thoughts.

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