The white skeleton house resembles a simple grass hut, and the roof is made of the remains of the undead resembling human or animal skins. The house has two entrances and exits, but there is no door-like structure at all, and civilization here does not seem to have progressed to the point of producing privacy and personal space.

The walls of the room were not completely sealed, so when viewed from the outside, the figure of the wise undead could be roughly seen.

- It sat in the middle of a platform made of a corpse, in a strange pose, motionless, surrounded by a few gray flames, looking evil and mysterious.

For some reason, the mages who had crept closer immediately remembered the scene of their meditation.

“...... That undead spirit might be meditating, and this is a good opportunity. The male mage lowered his voice and whispered, "In this state, its guard must be the most lax. ”

Several other mages nodded their heads in agreement with their own states during meditation.

Miles didn't say anything, just quietly reached for his dagger.

Their plan was simple, Miles struck, infiltrated it, and killed the undead creatures with a single blow. If the undead was as thick-skinned as some of the corpse collectors they had encountered before, the mages waiting outside would strike and blast it to death with magic.

In short, they are still very confident. The warband composed of top dark mages and legendary mercenaries, even in the face of the Pope, they all vaguely feel that they have the power to fight.

"The Thirty-Fourth Kind of Undead Material Collection...... Let's go!"

In this way, with a whisper, several mages used a large stone as an obstacle, hid behind, and used their spiritual power to conjure up runes, ready to strike at any time.

At the same time, Miles' figure flashed and disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the next second, he somehow appeared in the bone house.

Although the mages had been fighting side by side with him for a long time and were already quite familiar with this kind of scene, every time they saw it, they couldn't help but marvel in their hearts for a moment.

"How, exactly, if he wanted to kill any mage, he could do it without much effort, right?" the male mage thought to himself.

He watched as Milesgaard raised his dagger behind the undead, and that might be the end of the operation.

However......

Roar!

An eerie roar came from nowhere, and the unknown energy spread, and the entire jungle seemed to become even more eerie. And in the house of bones, the motionless undead suddenly disappeared from the platform.

- Miles' dagger fell as a result.

“...... Huh?" he quickly withdrew his strength, leaning down, looking around with a puzzled and wary expression, as if looking for the location of the undead.

However, the whole house was empty. Not to mention Miles, even the few mages outside looked at it from a wider perspective, but they couldn't find the figure of the undead.

They chuckled in unison.

Oops......

"Defend yourself!"

As if thinking of something, Miles in the room suddenly turned around and shouted, and the mages immediately came to their senses and realized the crisis of the situation. In an instant, flickering runes appeared in their pupils, and layers of shields of different colors were quickly constructed by them.

And almost at the moment when the shield was constructed, several gray flames emerged and rushed towards several mages!

With a muffled sound, the flames were stopped by the shield, and they narrowly didn't hurt anyone.

And the undead who disappeared for no reason also came out of the darkness on one side. It held a strange bone staff in its rotten left hand, and two blue flames lit up in its empty eye sockets, and it "stared" at the several mages hiding behind the boulder in an extremely terrifying manner.

"It'...... It already found us?"

Seeing this, the male mage swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slid his Adam's apple up and down, and said in disbelief.

"I don't have to ask. Miles also rushed out of the house and came to the mages, "Be careful, we're going to have to fight quickly and don't lure the other guys in." ”

The next second, he swung his dagger and rushed over again.

Sou!

With a light sound, this time, the shining dagger finally did not miss. Miles was moving almost as fast as he could, and as soon as everyone saw it, he stepped up to the undead and stabbed the dagger into the center of the other's eyebrows.

With a click, the undead's eyebrows, which were only bones, were pierced, and the blade completely disappeared into the bones.

It seemed that the surroundings had fallen silent.

“...... Killed?" The male mage was shocked and subconsciously spoke.

"No, not yet. However, a mage on the side suddenly came to his senses and pointed towards their shield, "Look...... Even the flames have not yet dissipated. ”

The male mage was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the other party's finger. I saw that although those gray and white flames were blocked by the elemental shield, they seemed to be ...... There is no sign of extinguishing the slightest, but it is burning bigger and bigger.

The mage was under shield, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, it's not good...... It's burning my elementals, and the elements don't stop them, they become their fuel!" He exclaimed soon.

As for Miles, the undead with the knife in the eyebrows, the mandibles suddenly moved, and there was a weird laugh that clicked.

At that moment, Miles's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly tried to pull out the dagger. However, the dagger seemed to be sucked by something, and even if it was a strange force under the potion bonus, there was no way to pull it out!

Miles rolled his gaze and could see that the pair of fires in the undead's eye sockets was about half a meter away from him, staring at him in their own way. Every inch of the undead's rotting flesh was clearly visible, and the stench of corpses was blowing on his face, and he could even see maggots burrowing in and out.

However, none of these are the things that Miles cares about the most.

“...... What do you mean?"

He glared at the pair of fire in the eyes of the undead, and suddenly spoke, speaking in a somewhat confused voice.

For some reason, he couldn't see any facial expressions at all, and he couldn't see the "eyes" in the two fires. However, when he looked at the undead, he actually felt a wave of emotion from it.

- A feeling of contempt and pity from the other person.

Instinctively sensing the danger, Miles suddenly let go, abandoned the dagger, and quickly dodged away from the undead, stopping at a distance of about ten meters. In the next second, countless corrupt rattans suddenly rushed out of the ground, waving viciously, and the location where they emerged was exactly where Miles had just stood.