"Boss, the people of that city-state said they would never submit like this...... Are we really going to do that?"

Mora Dinaire sighed when she heard her companion's return. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"If you don't do it, you can't do it, we can say that we have sold ourselves to others, and this is our first mission, so we must succeed well. ”

Mora rolled over and dismounted, taking a few steps forward, looking at the city-state ahead with a complicated expression.

After making an oath with Lin Yuan on that day, they officially became each other's subordinates and accepted their first job.

They need to subdue the city-states to the west, and that's their job.

Mora looked back at his companions, there were only six of them, and no other soldiers were there, so the city-state ahead thought they were just making a verbal announcement.

But he knew that it would be enough.

They were given the power to crush a city-state with a population of only 40,000.

Why did we choose to surrender to that person that day? Until now, Mora still didn't dare to raise this question, obviously intending to refuse, but in the end he became the other party's subordinate, as if some external force was influencing it.

Mora shook her head, throwing the clutter out of her mind, it was a given, regretting it now would not help, and they had big things to do.

After a moment's hesitation, Mora took out their killer weapon from her close-fitting pocket.

It was a book, a magic book called the Book of the Dead.

Mora felt the cold in her hand holding the book, even though she was wearing leather gloves.

"It's an uncomfortable thing......"

The Book of the Dead, which is based on white bones and flesh and skin, would not be held in the hands of normal people, so Mora must use strong spiritual power to resist the urge to throw the Magister away.

"Boss, do you really want to use those things......

Mora's best friend, Bonn Connor, the team's vice-captain, looked at the Book of the Dead uneasily.

“...... If you can, I don't want to, I really hope that the other side understands our hard work, and if we surrender just now, everyone will be safe......"

Mora's face was gloomy, and he didn't want to use such a thing against the living.

However, the master's order is absolute, and he knows what the consequences of disobedience will be.

Mora opened the Book of the Dead, and the pages were all blank and nothing was written, and he had curiously asked his master why there were no words on it, and the reply he received was horrible.

"I could add some spells to it, but you don't want to die young and die as a meat sauce, do you?"

Mora didn't dare to imagine what he would have become if there were words on it.

"Guys, get ready!"

Mora shouted to her companion in the body, and then poured her concentration into the book of magic as her master had taught.

The cold Book of the Dead emitted a strange sound, a disgusting vibration, and then the shadow of the Book of Magic began to expand, becoming like a dark abyss.

Then, something's hand came out of a dark shadow.

It was the limbs of the undead.

A terrifying-looking undead crawled out of the shadow of the abyss of the magic guide book in an endless stream.

Mora looked at the undead she had summoned and swallowed nervously.

Although he knew that these things would obey him who was holding the magic guide book, looking at these monsters turned from human corpses at such a close distance, the creature disgust instinct and sense of crisis still kept stinging his body.

A few minutes later, an army of thousands and hundreds of undead appeared on the ground.

Mora knew unequivocally the total number of undead.

Three thousand heavily armed skeletons, a thousand rotting zombies, three hundred tall stitchers, and more than a dozen undead with special functions.

With this amount of monsters, it was easy to easily conquer the small city-states in front of them.

“...... Let's go. ”

Mora whispered to her companion as she directed the army of the undead forward.

The horses were afraid of the breath of the undead, and trembled and did not dare to advance, knowing this, they abandoned their means of transportation, walked at the back of the undead, and marched towards the city in front.

The city state, which had been open for the city gates, was suddenly closed, and a loud warning sound came from the city, and the magic enchantment and the magic array were operating together, and they saw a strange army suddenly appearing not far away, as if they were on the alert of a great enemy.

Mora calmed down and continued to advance his troops.

A small city like this, with a magical enchantment, can at most emit a monster-nasty aura, so that monsters in the wild will not approach casually, but for the undead with a clear purpose, it will not have the slightest effect.

Not to mention the magic array, most of Bellabet's magic arrays are just a psychological guarantee to passively defend against the invasion of enemies in the sky, unlike the magic arrays that protect the city in the big countries of the human center, which can attack externally and effectively repel all the invaders.

Getting closer and closer to the city, Mora gritted her teeth, leaving behind the confusion in her heart and summoning a new undead spirit from the Book of the Dead.

Ten undead, in the shape of catapults, appeared in front of Mora's eyes.

“...... Destroy the gates for me!"

At Mora's command, a meat grinder made of human bones and flesh opened the bloody mouth in front of his body, crushing the rocks on the ground and swallowing them into his body, which were then transformed into thrown cannonballs.

The bulging dropper on the back of the meat grinder spat out large boulders mixed with dark green corpse poison and threw them towards the city gates.

Rumble!

When the stone slammed into the steel gate, it exploded and shattered, impacting the impregnable defensive line.

As a siege weapon, the undead meat grinder constantly gnawed the ground and then threw those stones at the gates, attacking extremely quickly and with much more efficiency than modern weapons.

Ten meat grinders bombarded repeatedly, and within a few minutes, the gates of the city were crumbling and could collapse at any moment.

Mora's palms were full of sweat, and the situation was going well, so he was even more nervous, the other party's Magister troops had not yet come out, everything was still inconclusive, and he knew that after breaking through the city gate, it would be the real battle.

Bang!

The gate shattered inwards with a loud bang, and Mora saw the opportunity and quickly ordered the skeletons to move forward at full speed.

A torrent of white poured into the city.

Behind the city gate, a large number of soldiers are ready to welcome the arrival of the undead, and the figure of a magister armed with a magic guide can also be seen.

Mora didn't think much of it, but simply ordered all the undead to move forward in a straight line and rush into the enemy's camp.

He didn't need to make any battle plans, the army of the undead was numerically more defensive than the city, and it was more advantageous for them to fight head-on, and the lifeless undead had no fear of loss at all, and they would not hesitate to give orders.

Three thousand skeletons kept pushing forward, easily breaking through the defensive line of the garrison.

Monsters are always monsters, and under the protection of the magic wall, ordinary soldiers' swords can't hurt each other, even if they finally consume the magic power on the skeleton's body, if the skeleton is not completely shattered, these lifeless undead will attack the enemy desperately until they can't move, even if they only have half of their body left.

The Magister's attack is also a drop in the bucket, they are just ordinary Magisters, and when they completely outnumber their own side, no matter how hard they try to stop it, they can't change the situation.

It's better to say that Mora admires the other party very much, in the face of such a hideous undead, the garrison did not collapse immediately, it is already very powerful.

Less than half an hour after the battle began, the army of the undead had defeated each other and approached the center of the city.

The skeletons have lost a few hundred, but there are still more undead behind, and the garrison is dwindling, and there is no longer the strength to stop the undead from advancing.

Mora hadn't even brought the zombies and stitchers into the fray, and the battle was coming to an end.

"It's really ......" Bonn was speechless as he watched the unbelievable battle go smoothly.

Mora also shared the same sentiment as her friends, that humans were so weak in the face of a large number of monsters, and that perhaps they would be able to survive now, but not in real danger.

"I think it's almost there," Mora ordered the undead to stop hurting the other party, "this city now, there is no way out but to surrender, and there is no need to continue ......"

"Mora, be careful!" Bonn suddenly warned as he drew his sword.

Before Mora could react, he saw a magus break through the defenses of the undead and rush in front of him, the mage weapon in his hand pointed at his throat.

Careless...... Mora, who was holding the magic book in her hand, had no time to draw her weapon, and could only watch as death approached.

The rest of the companions were also negligent, and Bonn, which was the closest, was within this distance, and could not rush to the rescue.

The magister who saw through the other party's command mind was excited, as long as he could kill the other party here, he should be able to save the situation in one fell swoop, and he did his best to output the greatest magic power to drive the body.

Then, the Magister split in two.

Mora staggered back a few steps, covered in the blood of the Magister, half split from the middle of her head.

"Boss!" Bonn helped Mora, who was unsteady.

"It's okay, it's okay...... Almost ......."

Mora's heart was beating wildly, and she gasped for air.

He looked happily at the undead who had slain the Magister.

It was a humanoid undead wearing full-body armor and wielding a two-handed sword.

The undead don't look as scary as their counterparts from the outside, except that it doesn't have a head.

This is the Headless Horsemann, the only highest-ranking monster in the Book of the Dead.

Mora had released the Headless Horsemann beforehand, keeping it hidden in the vicinity just in case, and now it seems that he did the right thing.

After taking a deep breath, Mora shouted to the remnants of the troops in front of him, "Surrender! You have no chance of winning! Lay down your arms and I will spare you!"

Surrounded by a large number of undead, the garrison laid down its arms in terror and formally surrendered.

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"Praise be to our lord Arcana, all glory belongs to you, and your faithful servant, Mora Dinaire, awaits your coming. ”

Mora knelt down on one knee and offered a prayer to the Book of the Dead.

The space in front of him rippled, and suddenly became like a shattered mirror, filled with a sense of distortion.

Lin Yuan, who was dressed in a black robe, appeared in the shattered space.

"Very well, it looks like you're doing a good job. ”

Lin Yuan looked at the kneeling figure in front of him and smiled happily.

In the vast hall, in addition to the six members of Mora's team, there were many strangers who were also kneeling on their knees, and it seemed that they should be the main personnel of the city.

"Fortunately, it is all thanks to the strength you have given us. Mora bowed her head respectfully.

Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction, the verification of the undead army was going well, and he planned to reward this oath more.

"Well, let's not talk nonsense. ”

He smiled and looked at the shivering people.

Black incantations wriggled from his shadow.

"Let's make a vow. ”