"Sandru, it's time to tell us about your plans, that damn wall is impossible to breach! Say it, your plan. "It was the thin, tall vampire Degar who spoke.

Watching Degar cut a small pile of sawdust on the round table with his sharp and slender nails, Sandru smiled: "Degar, you have become cowardly, where is the former vampire king?

"Even when the undead are at their strongest, there is probably nothing they can do in the face of such a wall!" Degar said calmly.

"There's no need to rush, the preparation will be good soon. Believe me. If you have this time to question us, you might as well put together your poor undead troops. How's the preparations, Modo?" said Sandru, tossing the question to Modo on the other side of the round table.

"It's already started, Sandru. Mordo replied coldly.

"Very well, then, ladies and gentlemen, prepare for the arrival of a new world, which will soon be nothing but darkness and death!" Sandru slowly stood up, waved open a "door to another dimension", and then walked in first.

Aisha, Rod Hart, and Modo also got up directly and slowly walked into the "door to another dimension" opened by Sandru.

The remaining group of undead glanced at each other and also entered the "Gate of Another Dimension".

"Drumming drums~drums~" The dull and loud sound blasted into the ears in an instant after a group of undead stepped out of the "Gate of Another Dimension".

"Dark Sky!?" Degar looked at the huge black towers in the distance, countless black smoke was constantly rushing into the clouds, and his own group of undead were also on top of a black tower.

"So many dark canopies, what do you want to do?" Degar walked over to Sandru, looking at the huge dark canopies as if they were connecting heaven and earth.

"Send some shade to this wall. Hahahaha!!" Sandru laughed maniacally.

"Mordo, start to get all the dark canopies running at maximum capacity, don't stop for a moment!" Elsa said, turning her head.

"As you wish, Elsa. Mordor grinned, cast a spell and disappeared into the Black Tower.

Nimbas frowned slightly and asked, "If you do this, you will only consume the magic of the corpse witch, and then let these corpse witches who have used up their magic power use a wooden staff to take down this wall?" Sandru. ”

"Nimbas, I said, wait quietly, the new world will soon come!" Sandru's eyes glowed madly red.

Soon, the noisy "drumming" sound became louder and more muffled. One by one, the black towers began to open the dense tower windows, and the black smoke gushed out from the tower windows one by one, and the entire black tower was completely shrouded in the black smoke, almost ten times the previous speed began to push a huge amount of black smoke into the sky!!

"Hahaha

On the Imperial Wall, in the hall of a tall tower, a group of representatives of various empires, knights and leaders, sat around with ugly faces.

"Are you sure Mage Isopol hasn't sent any more messages?" asked a tall man with a bushy beard.

The knightly man he asked nodded: "Yes, Knight Baker! This is already the fourth high-level mage this week, and it is a high-level great mage, do you want to continue to send high-level mages south?"

Baker's brow furrowed deeply, and his face with a thick beard was unusually grim. After being silent for a long time, he said solemnly: "Finally, send another team of cavalry! Go south to find out the news, and tell them to withdraw as soon as they encounter anything." Be sure to send the news back. ”

"I don't support your decision!Knight Baker!" a man in dark red knight armor stood up.

"Knight Antoine, we need to know what the hell is going on over there!" Baker looked at him.

Antoine asked with an unusually stern expression: "It's been a week since there was no news! This means that the undead have begun to sweep away our serving cavalry! And even the high-ranking mages who went to investigate have disappeared, we can't send our excellent serving cavalry to death! I don't agree with this resolution!"

Antoine's voice silenced the entire hall.

A sudden sound of footsteps came from outside the hall, very urgent!

A group of people turned their gaze away.

A group of high-ranking magicians pushed open the door, led by a man in dark red mage's robes.

"Master Inheim!" everyone stood up and looked at him.

"Did something happen? Baker looked at Inheim with a heavy face, and a sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

"Please go to your respective areas immediately, start entering martial law, prepare as many torches as possible, the magic guild has been fully informed, and all armies are in a state of war readiness. Inheim's expression was unusually solemn.

"The undead finally began to act, on the other side of the wall, the undead built countless black towers along the wall, these black towers are the basis for the undead to make the dark canopy, and just now, these black towers have all entered a state of full load, and the dark canopy continues to corrode the space, and it won't be long before these dark canopies will permeate the sky above the Imperial Wall, and when the time comes, the Imperial Wall will enter the dark canopy and fall into a gray world. Inheim said to the people in the hall.

"Master Inheim, what damage does the dark canopy do to the soldiers?" asked Antoine with an ugly face.

After a moment of silence, Inheim shook his head and replied, "The dark canopy doesn't directly harm the human body, but the shroud of the dark canopy will seriously lower the morale of the soldiers. And as time passes, the smoke in the dark canopy will gradually fall, and the vision will deteriorate, so I asked you to prepare as many torches as possible. ”

There was a commotion in the hall.

"Master Inheim, how long will it be before these dark canopies fall?" asked one of the knights.

Inheim shook his head and replied solemnly: "I don't know, but it will definitely spread soon, maybe in the evening, it will spread to the walls of the empire, if the wind is favorable, maybe it will be faster, so get all the soldiers ready as soon as possible, divide a group of craftsmen, and make torches, this will be a very protracted and very difficult war." ”

After he finished speaking, the knights began to instruct their subordinates to pass on the news immediately, and the hall was instantly busy.

Watching the movements of the knights, Inheim walked out of the hall with a blank face, looking at a faint black line in the southern sky.

After a long time, he whispered, "These are not the most important things, the most important thing is that this is a signal, a signal that the undead are about to start a war. ”