In the Ograni Mountains, which have been silent for eternity, parts of the secret realm in the forest emerge and merge with them, with the ruined tower of the power of death at the core, expanding the paradise of the dead at all times. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Dark Lord, the incarnation of the Styx Ferryman, descended here, summoning five hundred Goblin Zombie Miners from his own world, with their dark iron pickaxes flowing on their surfaces and the clanging of rocks, completely crushing the distant tranquility of nature.

The Bone Smelting Furnace swallowed the coal dug out of the ground in a steady stream, spewing flamed smoke into the sky like a volcanic eruption of highly toxic gases full of sulfur, merging into the white clouds that blew through the wind, and instantly stained them into gray and black lead clouds.

The thick mud of water vapor mixed with dust began to boil hotly and drip down, and the filthy electric sparks burst into whiplash from time to time, turning the peaceful sky into a danger of deadly traps.

The incandescent molten iron poured from the smelting furnace was poured into grooved molds, and the standardized production process established by Aldrich Tris himself, operated by the legions of the undead who rigidly executed orders, quickly equipped the powerful but slow zombies with the Reaper Sword and Spider suits.

The six-headed rigged zombies approach back-to-back, locked in by a purpose-built vehicle platform, with bones reinforced with steel plates, held firmly connected by two rows of bolts.

The Spider Chariot is completed, the "mouthparts" are two thick-ridged scythes, the chelicera are two high-pressure hydrochloric acid spray guns, the left and right sides are ready to be converted, the alloy springs are installed, and the four compound blades that act as jumping appendages are installed, and the powerful two tail limbs drag the skin bag filled with thick slurry venom, which not only provides ammunition and pressure for the "chelicera", but also comes with four cobwebs.

The freshly baked parts, the residual heat on them had not yet subsided, and after the zombies were combined without any pain, the skin and flesh could not help but make a scorching sound, but for the undead army that was forbidden, it was not taken seriously at all.

A little pungent flesh scorched, swept away by a gust of mountain wind, and dissipated in an instant.

Only the spider chariot with integrated attack and defense, shining with metallic luster, from the initial assembly form of prostrate on the ground, as the zombie's feet stepped on the shaft at the lower end of the platform, the power shaft drove one gear after another, and slowly left the ground to stand up.

The Spider Chariot will deplete a large number of zombies, forming a total of one hundred and fifty "Bunker"-class heavy weapons, scattered along the mountain-shaped terrain near the ruined towers and undead bases.

However, as a result, the steel captured on the battlefield was almost used up, and the light equipment of the armed skeleton army had to be replaced with iron gloves and steel braces.

The former resembles the claws of a werewolf that can be retracted freely, but the latter has to use brute force to pull out the teeth of a skeleton, and directly install the "shark tooth fangs" cast in a mold on the gum and fix it with screws.

Skeleton soldiers cannot change their role as cannon fodder unless they go through a bloody battle that gives birth to an advanced entity similar to the Bone Samurai.

After completing the preliminary armament, night had quietly fallen, and the dark lord gave an order, and near the broken tower, the death legion that was densely packed like a sea of bones drove in different directions along the valley road of Mengwu Gorge.

Leaudin, the Baron of Knell, leads the Bone Knights in front, and their targets are the cavalry squads of the Orc Iron Tribe scattered across the Bluegrass Belt.

The dark wizard Emmony Bloodflame watched the dead leave, and headed south in the opposite direction, and in his vision of the dead, the farm that shone with scarlet life force light was a sweet fruit pudding.

He took out a staff made of yew wood from his bosom, and out of thin air summoned a yin wind full of the roar of the undead, supporting his body, the hem of the rotten silk robe ragged, and swaying with the wind, like a large bat gliding low in the sky.

Closer, closer, an unremarkable farm, drawn closer from the distant horizon to the foot.

The dark wizard who was standing downwind suddenly saw the shepherd dog at the door of the beast pen turn his ears, and without hesitation, he pinched the staff, injected the source of spell casting, and activated a ray of negative energy.

In an instant, Emmoni Bloodflame killed the watchdog, who had a keen sense of danger, and his body was severely dehydrated and quickly festered, emitting a faint aura of death.

After landing quietly, he walked to the masonry and stone thickened forage room, and the neighing of spiritual horses came from the stable next to him, and the negative energy rays swept through in succession, and as the heavy objects fell to the ground, there was a rush of sounds in the big room of the main house.

"I'm very vigilant, and I'm kind of underestimating these ant-like mortals. ”

Summoning the ghost of the horse that had just died, turning it into three invisible shields, and opening the door of the main house with a single percussion, a man in the prime of life rolled sideways to the open doorway, picked up the steel arm crossbow, and aimed at the target and fired two short-handled three-edged arrows in succession.

The invisible shield deflected the powerful crossbow bolt away, and the dark wizard didn't care, and the yew wood staff sent out a cold blade in his hand, and the spinning ice blade instantly broke the farm's owner to death.

"Tsk, the death was too fast, not even the fierce resentment was condensed, only a little fear could be exploited. ”

Finding that someone was dead, the movement in the main house became louder again, but instead of taking the initiative again, the sheep in the pen began to wake up and bleated in a state of restlessness.

Emmony Bloodflame became impatient, and pointed his staff at the shepherd's corpse, and with an invisible hand, he picked it up and threw it in front of the open door of the main house, and by the way, he used a little source to perform a directional corpse blast technique.

The watchdog, which had shrunk and turned into a dried corpse, immediately expanded rapidly as if blowing, but the bones and muscles inside were ground into powder and plasma, and when the skin that was still somewhat elastic was stretched to the limit, it burst open in sections.

Infiltrated with negative energy, the highly toxic bone meal was violently sprayed into it, and then the extremely corrosive flesh and blood slurry shot onto the roof, and then fell drop by drop, leaving the nearly sealed room without a safe place.

One by one, the scarlet luster extinguished, and the dark wizard grinned in satisfaction, using spiritism to summon the Great Mausoleum from the distant land of bones and place it on the grave of the farmer's family.

In doing so, the source of spellcasting in Emmony Bloodflame's body was almost empty, and although there was a negative energy circulation that could absorb the free breath of death around him, the dark wizard who had mastered the withered essence would rather use the vitality of the grass and dirt around the farm to quickly restore his spellcasting ability.

First of all, the sheep in the pens, all the flesh essence was taken away by Emmoni Bloodflame, and the lifeless desolation, like a festering wound, constantly eroding the fresh flesh around it.

Turning more than 1,500 acres of grassland into barren sand, the Dark Wizard not only restored the source of his spells, but also broke through his limits.

The Great Mausoleum evokes the corpses of the ancestors, especially the orc shepherds buried at the bottom, pushing away the softened sand to the ground, bathed in the bright moonlight, and reborn through the power of death.

Emmony Bloodflame saw a deep resentment wrapped around them, the pain of being tortured with whips and shackles in front of them, summoning the sand soaked in negative energy, mending their bodies that lacked flesh and organs, and transforming them into graveyard guards, advancing in the direction of mausoleum guards or crypt attendants.

The body of the former has the extra talent of sandification, and the body of the latter hosts scavenging beetles, which can also be called beetle nests, a very special class.

With a loyal group of subordinates, the Dark Wizard uses the Great Mausoleum as a base and directs the guardians of the cemetery riding bone sheep to make long-distance raids on nearby farms, both in strength and power with the times.

The vampire countess Elena Heschet, who was banished by the Dark Lord, personally brought in her eldest brother, the first patriarch of the Heschet family.

The two undead noticed the strong expansion of the undead legion, and couldn't help but be a little worried, what the dark lord, who could match or even slightly better than the Grand Duke of Emmondine, was up to.

The Duchy of Lotrun is the private property of the Hestchet family, and they don't want to fight the orc steel tribe with a stronger new force behind them.

"This undead tide must be contained, and the fangs of the Bloodlines cannot suck life-sustaining blood from skeletons and zombies. ”

Elena Heschet felt the anger of her brother, but no matter how angry she was, as long as the "Death Lord" at the core of the Undead Legion did not fall, it would not be easy to deal with this force that had quietly awakened after many years of sleep.

"The bloody war and the boiling force of death allowed me to break free from my long sleep and have enough strength to wake up. Until now, I have not regained the ability of my heyday, but when my total number of subordinates has expanded to 100,000, and the gray curtain covers an area of more than 100,000 square kilometers, I should be satisfied. ”

Elena Heschet clenched her fists angrily, the total area of the Duchy of Lotrun is only 210,000 square kilometers, and the Death Lord who is entrenched on the Skeleton Throne in front of her, is this the rhythm to be shared with the Heschet family?

"It's so unreasonable, it's so outrageous. There's no room for negotiation, so let's go straight to war. ”

The Dark Lord didn't even have the idea of sitting up straight, "Little bat, thinking in my realm is a very dangerous thing, didn't the elders teach you not to show your bloodthirsty minions in front of the strong." ”

He raised his left hand slightly, and shattered the top floor of the tower, and five white bones with a slight arc of ivory broke through the ground, holding Elena Heschet firmly in place.

Even if she wanted to turn into a bat and escape through the cracks, she had to return to her original form when she ran into walls everywhere.

As for the first patriarch of the Heschet family, Elena's eldest brother, who has always been silent, has glimpsed the essence of the "Death Lord" from the battle just now, although it is only a glimpse of the leopard in the tube, the truth makes him no longer able to maintain a calm mentality.

"Your Excellency, your request is a little excessive, but it is not non-negotiable......

Elena Heschet's face was full of disbelief, and she turned her head to look at her eldest brother to see if he had lost his mind, but the "Spirit Gyroscope" in her body was analyzing the essence of the bone cage, trying to find a flaw.

Perhaps it was because he easily fell into the hands of the Lord of Death, and the identity of the captive made the eldest brother have scruples and dare not let go.

"Bone prison, Kundalini 1800 Kunni, Spirit Child Density 560 Lini, regular pentagonal, perfect quality, solid in nature, vampire fear ......"

The cage is my own, perhaps the psychological shadow left by his expulsion last time!

Elena Heschet only knew that the Death Lord could rival the Father of the Blood, Grand Duke Emoni, but did not know his immortal nature, so she easily overcame her fears and slammed her iron fist into the top of the bone prison, shattering the five tusks with the force of shattering.