Steve was struggling with how to deal with the army of the undead who were about to storm the tower, and his eyes lit up.

"I don't know if it's going to work, let's try it first." He went to the store and bought a set of sand, a set of gravel. Throwing it down from the upper floors does hit the undead, but it doesn't work very well. I can't get the undead in check, and I only drop a drop of blood. Steve thought through the problem and thought of a better way...

Suddenly, a dark shadow pounced on him, "Be careful!! ”

The dark shadow pinned Steve to the ground. you, you're a leg, I'm scared Steve! The soldier next to him hurriedly moved the man off Steve.

"Are you alright, sir?" The two soldiers carefully checked Steve for any wounds.

"Uh, I'm fine, he got an arrow?" Steve looked at the soldier who had inexplicably crushed him under him just now. It turned out that he was trying to save himself. Without further ado, he was fed a Type II healing potion. Then he plucked the arrows from his body. The arrow was not pierced deeply, piercing through the leather armor. "The arrow is poisonous, I just fed him a healing potion, hurry up and carry him down and find the best doctor to treat him!! Also, I want to know his name! ”

"Back to my lordship, his name is Arthur."

Arthur, Steve remembered the name by heart. Then he waved his hand and had Arthur carried him down.

After saying that, Steve lay down in a relatively hidden place and looked at the army of the undead. He turned up the bioradar and carefully searched for the target he was looking for? "Huh? No? Impossible, right? The undead wearing enchanted equipment below can be found on the bioradar. Don't? He slammed his eyes into the army of the undead, a great lich!

"Isn't this Kartha?"

As soon as he slapped his head, Kieran and Rezlux could appear in this world, why didn't the others appear? He believed in his ideas even more. Good guy, Karthas is also here, so isn't the so-called evil archmage Vega the little little Vega of Valoran? . Deal with these undead first, and then deal with you!

He bought two barrels of lava and fell down the tower. Then he ordered the soldiers on the tower to lean back. Don't get a little bit of this red liquid on it.

Then there were cries and screams from below the tower, of course, zombies and whites and lichs.

"Ah, burn me, burn me!" There was a milky voice, but no one could be seen. "Ah, it's hot, it's hot." But soon the sound disappeared into the howls of thousands of undead creatures.

Soon, it was dawn. It was finally dawn.