Completely different from the city of eternal night, the world of the dead, in a large underground pit with the arms of skeleton soldiers connected to form a dome, the bottom of the pit with a radius of several kilometers shook violently like a lava explosion, and a terrifying aura slowly awakened.

In the dark cavern in the shape of a beehive, a figure with a withered face and a corpse-like body full of corruption slowly walked out. Their eyes are dull, their muscles stiff, their severely dehydrated skin is half-drooping like the skin of a wall in disrepair, and some of the clothes on their bodies look like the ancients of hundreds or even thousands of years ago.

If the human race now observes from the perspective of mental fluctuations, it will be found that only the back of the head of these figures has strong mental fluctuations, and there is no electrical surge in the nervous system in other parts.

Immortal, immortal, consciousness is eternal, it is the mage who is still unwilling to disperse as the dead, attaching his origin to the magic prop called the "soul box", as a typical example of greed for life and fear of death, they will naturally hide the soul box in the most secret and incredible place, and when they need to come forward to deal with things, they will choose an ordinary dry corpse as the body as now, shaking their heads and cos zombies.

Generally speaking, the older the aged dried corpse, the more powerful the embalming performance is, and the strength of the lich present can be inferred by the age of the dried corpse they possessed.

Contrary to the legend of the outside world with hideous faces and red eyes, almost none of the lichs will spend energy to control the expressions of the dried corpses, and they will not even say a word when communicating, relying only on mental fluctuations.

A slightly chubby, more than two-hundred-year-old dried corpse emitted a series of fluctuations on the back of his head, "Stupid Blue Star Terrans, they don't know anything about the Snow God Palace, so they dare to let most of the elites of the new generation risk breaking in!"

"Truly, most of our lich family are directly promoted by old monsters, and few juniors appear, so the hunting operations that accompanied the Terran Polar Survival League rarely interfered, but now they actually put their hands on the head of the Snow God Palace, and it really provided us with an opportunity to show our faces in front of the Maharaja!" The one who spoke was a pot-bellied merchant dry corpse, and I have to say that the character of the lich will also affect their preference for the image of the dry corpse.

A lich known as Lori's pervert imitated the small dried corpse he controlled, and said in a milky voice, "If they know that the first generation of the Palace Master of the Snow God Palace is an extremely rare female lich, and that underground palace is the base camp of our barbarian witch lineage, I don't know what the expressions of those saint-level bigwigs of the human race will make." ”

"Or, let's use the Snow God Palace as a grave to bury all the new generation of the Blue Star Human Race! Perhaps, the opportunity for my undead clan to fight back will also be opened. ”

As soon as a sturdy old man-like lich spoke, all the lichs pressed their objections and said yes.

Possessed in the body of this old man is the administrator of the Lich family, known as the Lich King Gou Chen, one of the four kings of the "Blood Corpse Demon Spirit" under the seat of Asalrich.

From a normal point of view, Gou Chen is tall and thin, and his corrupt skin is as terrifying as other lichs, but the huge mental fluctuations in the back of his head almost turn into a substance, oppressing everyone to the point that they cannot have the slightest thought of resistance.

Behind him stood silently, but it was not a lich, but a blood man, his resolute face was as tangible as a sculpture, but his nose was slightly upturned like a bat, slightly eerie, and the pair of black and white morning star eyes that were deeply sunken in the semi-dehydrated eye sockets revealed a unique charm of evil and madness.

At this time, he completely ignored the eyes of everyone, and was as steady as Gou Chen, who had a big backer behind him.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Gou Chen nodded to him standing behind him.

The black-clothed blood clan stepped forward, took out an ancient teleportation skull in his hand, and said loudly, "Honorable Lich Lord, this is the elite list of our undead clan to participate in the polar hunt, and the Maharaja means - directly imprint, so that they can slightly control the defensive magic array and weapons of the Snow God Palace.

"If this is still the upper hand, even if you take action against the Terran elite, you don't have to scruple. ”

"In addition, the information received indicates that the first wave of Terran airships arrived at the league camp under Eternal Night City yesterday, and it seems that an unprecedented 'whole cabin airborne technique' was activated at that time, and then the Eternal Night City side increased its firepower, and all three groups of shadows were wiped out. After that, the people on the empty boat began to move around the area of Eternal Night City, and finally shot down a "Raven" class integrated reconnaissance ship, and later killed more than 100 polar ice apes at an abandoned farm on the outskirts of Eternal Night City, and once again destroyed the "Parasite" class miniature reconnaissance ship that went to investigate. ”

"At present, the evaluation of their strength is still in progress, and it is preliminarily estimated that there are master-level figures following or even shooting directly, and the average strength should be close to that of a half-step master. ”

"Therefore, please develop a plague with an infection rate of 90 percent and an infection strength of half a step master level as soon as possible based on their average strength!"

"Your job, don't worry about the army, Keith, you go back first, it's time to teach these little bunnies a bloody lesson"

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The league camp under the city of Eternal Night.

Lucy and Shirley tease Lily as always.

Jin Wuxu hesitated for a moment, Jin Xinyue on the screen was carefully disguised, which was completely different from the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall in the past, he didn't recognize it for a while, thought about it, and said, "Estimate." It's the other party's men, right?"

"This ambush battle is really successful, it can actually break two well-prepared undead reconnaissance ships in one day, but unfortunately the ambush routine has been mastered by the opponent, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it will turn into a dead letter, with no tactical value. Lucy sighed as she instructed Lily to jump into the ring of fire.

"Who would have thought that these undead would dare to put their stronghold on a small hillside not far from Eternal Night City. ”

"Who would have thought that this stronghold had already been investigated by the Eternal Night City Lord, but it had been triggered, and it seemed that he was looking for an opportunity to trap the two high-ranking members of the undead clan. Naturally, the answerer was chatterbox, "Roland, your juice is gone, and now you are drinking table water." ”

"I finally smashed a knife on Tár's head, and even her glasses were crooked--it's really the first time in my life that this serious royal sister research mother has used this trick.,The feeling is really different from the group of Loli who can still sell cuteness after being knifed at home-where is this?。 ”

Wang Zhen snapped and closed the imperial hegemony called "Hetu" in his hand, and realized that there was no flaw in his whole body, this is still Shirley's prank.

stared earnestly at the soft hair on the top of Lucy and Shirley's heads, and secretly estimated the feeling when he launched the knife on the two of them, and finally suppressed this desire.

Immediately recited a poem as proof): Gou ......

Sure enough, forget it.