Soon, news of the undead raging spread throughout the city.

When the fortress of the city yes. The mayor of Lantier, Panasore, was woken from his sleep by a panicked servant, put on a coat, and climbed the tallest tower in the inner city, when he realized in a daze that his city seemed to be overwhelmed by the undead.

When he woke up from a deep sleep, he was told that the undead frenzy had completely raged in the outer city, and the unstoppable mayor Panasore fainted on the spot. The current situation not only brought his political life to an end in an instant, but also seriously threatened his life, even if he was lucky enough to survive this undead frenzy, he would not be killed as a scapegoat.

Such a big disaster always needs someone to stand up and bear the blame, and the aristocratic alliance bent on weakening the royal power will definitely not let itself go easily. Thinking about the future for a moment, the poor mayor couldn't help but feel bitter, not knowing what to do in the end.

Mr. Mayor slapped himself twice, calmed himself down, didn't think nonsense, and thought about how to save his life in such a situation before thinking about the future.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on? I remember everything was fine when I went to sleep! ”

"My dear Lakhill, I don't know if there's a way to put out this undead frenzy, or organize a breakout." Fortress City Yay. The mayor of Lantier, Panasore, looked at Yay with a look of hope. Lakhill, president of the Lanthir Wizards' Guild.

However, Mr. Mayor is going to be disappointed. Laxhir, the president of the Wizards' Guild, shook his head helplessly at him: "The speed of the undead spreading is too fast, there is no way to suppress it, and we have no time to leave." Even if you only have the most basic finances, the probability of trying to escape is basically zero. Not to mention ......"

All the nobles present understood what Lakhill, the president of the Wizards' Guild, meant, meant, had fled all the way from their homeland, without fiefdom and wealth, and they would be the same as the ruined nobles they had seen. Maybe they can't even keep the identity of a nobleman, but after thinking about that kind of future for a while, they quickly shook their heads, if it really becomes like that, it is better to maintain the identity of a nobleman and die here.

"Mayor, the question now is what do we do next? Do you want to let the civilians in? Laxhir asked the city lord tentatively, Laxhir still had some conscience, hoping that on the basis of persisting long enough, he could shelter some civilians in the outer city.

"This is absolutely not good, I don't know how long we will have to hold out before we can welcome reinforcements, the poor food in the infield is not enough for us to eat, and we must not let those mud legs in. This is the aristocratic quarter, whose house are you going to let those mud-legged people live in? Especially those mud legs, what is the purpose of this besides wasting food? Before Laxhill's words were finished, a nobleman jumped out and refuted Laxire's proposal, "What's more, there must be someone behind the sudden outbreak of such a big undead frenzy, let those mud legs in, how do you know if you will let the spies behind the scenes get in." ”

Mayor Panasore, who originally subconsciously wanted to agree, suddenly hesitated, and then after glancing at the faces of the other nobles around him, he could only spread his hands in the face of Lakhill and made a helpless move.

Laxhill's eyes darkened, and he sighed and didn't say anything more? He knew that he couldn't speak to the nobles, and the possibility of the nobleman who jumped out to refute his last words of spy also made him hesitate a little about his thoughts, although he wanted to help the civilians in the outer city, but he still paid more attention to his own life. Therefore, he obediently shut up.

"So what else can we do now?" Mayor Panasore asked Lakhill tentatively.

"What can be done? Probably just watching. Lakhill shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I used information magic to contact the magicians stationed on the two outer walls, and the situation is really bad, the cemetery has completely fallen, many city gates are also controlled by the undead, and they are also trapped on the city walls. The Adventurers' Guild is also located in the civilian area, and the adventurers are scattered in it to fight the undead, and their strength cannot be counted on. ”

"And the strength we have at hand, as elite aristocratic private soldiers, there are only about a hundred people in the inner city, even if you add the mercenaries hired by them to guard the city, the total is just over 200 people. According to the current situation, whether the inner city can be defended is a question. At this point, Lakhill was no longer interested in continuing.

Panasore was not interested in listening any further, Laxhill's opinion was already very clear, they could not do anything now, the only thing they could do was to watch the tragedy happen in front of them, and then wait for the cutlery to come to the door, and then it was up to them to see if they had the life to carry it, or if they didn't have that life to carry it, they would become a member of the tableware.

"Use the message magic to tell the mages on the walls to speed up and open the city gates, so that the civilians can at least escape to the wilderness!" The helpless Mr. Mayor suddenly thought while frowning at the tragic situation in front of him.

"Mr. Mayor, they have already opened the gates." Laxhir raised his hand and motioned for Mr. Mayor to look out of the city, what a fire dragon it was, where countless civilians were supporting each other to flee.

Mayor Panasore smiled awkwardly and continued to discuss the current situation with Lakshire as if nothing had happened.

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In the civilian area, the adventurers were beaten by a strong siege, for the adventurers, as long as they are not rookies who have just entered the industry, the lowest-level zombies turned into ordinary civilians who were killed by the skeleton soldiers after the undead frenzy was launched, and the lowest-level zombies turned into by the skeleton soldiers were not too strong enemies, and those with a little strength could do it one by one, but the number was really enough, and there were a lot of adventurers in the battle who were surrounded by a large number of zombies by a carelessness, and then they were beaten to death without any proud martial arts.

A small number of elites are targeted by the skeleton soldiers after a matchless, and the stronger the more attractive it is to these out-of-control skeleton soldiers, which also leads to the fact that every powerful adventurer has a bunch of skeleton soldiers around them. For example, Mr. President, the Adventurer Association, relying on several good hands around him, took the initiative to kill the bone soldiers before they were surrounded by enough threatening bone soldiers, successfully turning the attack of the bone soldiers into a fuel tactic.

That's right, the bone soldier is out of control, the bald necromancer doesn't have the ability to control this magic, and the reason why he can release up to the seventh order of magic is only because he has Enferea, who can use all magic props, plus the sage crown brought by Jiang Shaolong, is barely released, and it is a bit too difficult for a strong man to control it like an arm command. Therefore, the bald necromancer took the undead creatures that he could achieve absolute control and began to exterminate all stubborn resistance at designated points.

Therefore, Mr. Adventurer's Guild President, who performed brilliantly, was targeted by the bald necromancer who lost his illness, and the bone dragon showed its posture in this world, as an appearance fee, the president of the Adventurer's Guild and a large group of adventurers who rallied around him to fight against the undead.

For those of you who have read the original book, don't think that the bone dragon is very weak, and the high-level magic creatures that can be immune to 6th-order magic are indeed a weak chicken who can be beaten as much as they want for the people who break into this world, but for the original inhabitants of this world, it is a nightmare-like existence. The resistance of the 6th level of magic can directly abolish the strongest magic chanter known in the human world, the chief magician of the empire, Fruda Paradai, and he can also use the 6th level of magic.

Even if the two bone dragons summoned by Khajit with the help of the Death Orb are congenitally deficient, and their strength is much weaker than that of the complete state, but with the characteristic of being immune to 6th order magic, coupled with the most basic strength as a bone dragon, it really doesn't take much effort to pinch the children of the Adventurer Association to death.