Chapter 123: The Undead

The icy sea breeze from the Sea of Ghosts made the Imperial soldiers at the harbor grumble, and in such weather, everyone wanted to hide in the warm tavern for a few sips of hot wine and a few tunes, but their duty was not to leave their duties without permission.

Martial law from within the city hadn't reached here yet, and there would be no security problems in the harbor most of the time, unless the storm cloak came from the sea, they had nothing to be nervous about, standing together in pairs, chatting with each other.

"Foggy?"

The fog spread across the sea, and it didn't take long for the visibility to be reduced to just a few meters.

"Oh, this fog is really big, don't accidentally fall into the sea!" The soldiers erected torches and used the light of the fire to locate their companions, and one of them made a joke, which caused laughter.

"It's impossible to close your eyes~"

"Bang-"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and falling water sounded in the fog, and the soldiers couldn't help but laugh even harder.

"What the hell am I talking about, there's really a hapless ghost who has fallen into the water!?"

"Phew! Damn, give me a hand, my feet seem to be tangled in seaweed. The Imperial soldier who fell into the sea spat out the salty water in his mouth, and just now something tripped over him, causing him to fall, and when he came out of the water, he found that his legs were bound by something, and he could not move.

"Take care of this little thing yourself!"

Hearing the ridicule of his companions, the Imperial soldier immersed in the sea couldn't help but glance at the firelight, then drew his saber at his waist and burrowed back into the water, ready to cut the seaweed.

Suddenly, his body sank suddenly, and the surface of the water churned, and after a few seconds, only a string of bubbles emerged from the bottom.

"Why so long? Who went over to take a look. ”

The other Imperial soldiers laughed for a moment before finally noticing something unusual, and one of them, who was closer, spread his hands and walked towards the location where he had fallen into the water.

Before he had taken a few steps, a figure climbed up and staggered to his feet.

"Are you alright? Why don't you speak, you can't be angry, right?

The figure slowly became clear in the mist, and the Imperial soldier was horrified to discover that it was his companion, but a skeleton covered in seaweed.

"Shure's bones...... It's a skeleton! ”

In astonishment, a number of skeletons climbed up from the sea, rusty and worn armor hung on them, and a sword with a gap in their hands, or a broken rib, a hermit crab came out of its blue eye sockets, and was immediately slapped into a pile of crab mud by the bone hand.

"What nerves are you having?" Hearing the exclamation of that Imperial soldier, the others didn't realize what was happening.

"Damn, I'm not kidding, you guys don't come back and just wait to collect Lao Tzu's body!" The Imperial soldier cursed angrily, dodged the skeleton's slash, and then slammed into it with his shield, the standard sword stuck under the skeleton's shoulder blades, and as the power in his hand lifted upward, the skeleton's arm fell to the ground, one turned around, and severed the other's head, and he noticed that more and more skeletons appeared from the sea.

Hearing the sound of weapons colliding and more and more black shadows in the fog, the other imperial soldiers didn't know that something was wrong, and hurriedly pulled out their weapons to help.

"Hurry up and inform General Tulius that the undead are invading!" One of them shouted at his companion.

The skeletal mage with the staff in his hand burst into flames, and a ball of fire exploded in the chest of the Imperial soldier, burning his armor to the black, which only made him feel tightened in his chest because of the lack of power, but more and more skeletons still dragged them into trouble.

An army of skeletons buried the port of Dugu City.

......

"Ring the alarm!"

By the time the sentries on the walls sounded the alarm, the undead had already crawled down the walls.

The city's guards quickly built up a line of defense, keeping the undead out of the downtown area.

Since the outbreak of the Civil War, the most feared by the people of Dugu City has been whether they will take up arms and fight the invaders with the Imperial Legion if the Storm Cloak comes in, or whether they will lock the doors and windows and hide in their houses and wait for the dust of war to settle.

But this time, if the sudden appearance of the plague, under the timely control of General Tulius, only made them panic, then these undead would be an endless fear.

"Defend in formation!"

The commander of the Imperial Legion loudly gave orders to the soldiers who were almost scattered by the skeletons, and organized the soldiers to form a circle to defend themselves against the skeletons' attacks.

Swirling dark clouds condensed in the sky above Dugu City, and from time to time lightning swept through the clouds.

"What's that!?"

A bolt of lightning struck, and someone noticed that a cloud of electric light condensed in the air, and the free electric rays were woven into a chrysalis composed of thunder and lightning, which was quite eye-catching in mid-air.

The electric chrysalis cracked, and a woman walked out, standing in the air.

"Sons of the Lonely City," the woman laughed out loud in the thunderstorm and wind with her arms outstretched, "I, Potmar Septin! Your Queen, is back! ”

The oppressive aura enveloped the city, and the residents hiding in their houses and the soldiers in the streets looked at the woman in the sky in amazement.

The undead also seemed to be intent on cooperating with their queen, temporarily halting the pace of attack, and the noisy Dugu City gradually became quiet.

"In the name of Saiputin, submit to me, and I will lead the empire back to glory!" Dazzling thunder and lightning weaved around Potmar, setting her off like a god.

Many people subconsciously swallowed their saliva when they looked at this scene, at a loss.

"Enough! Put away your gibberish," Tullius roared towards the sky, "I don't care who you are, don't think of demagoguery, your words are meaningless!" ”

"Wearing armor like that, you're a general of the Empire? Knowing who I am, how dare you be so arrogant and unreasonable," Potmar looked condescendingly at Tulius with his sword raised, "Now, swear allegiance to me, and you will be rewarded by me, or you will feel my wrath." ”

"Archer, release the arrow!" Tulius rebuffed Portmar with his actions.

The rain of arrows rose into the air and flew towards the figures in the sky, but they did not affect the other party in the slightest.

"There's a limit to my patience," Portmar's brow furrowed, "Now, feel my strength...... I'm waiting in the Blue Palace, and when the time comes, it will be your bones that will serve me! ”

As Potmar's voice resounded through the sky, skeletons raised their weapons, their jaws opening and closing as if they were roaring silently.

Countless ghosts emerged from the fog behind Potmar and flew into the city, corpses on the ground rising again, staring blankly at their still living relatives and friends.

Potmar herself, on the other hand, flew to her former palace.