"Are you ready to go?"

Iwamoto respectfully presented the "Ghoul Plague" and asked aloud. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Of course, tell me more about your plans."

Many people can think of ideas, and how to organize them into concrete and executable plans is a matter of ability.

"The scourge of ghouls is still up to you."

Tang Ze originally wanted to use this as a compliment, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem appropriate, so he used a tone similar to an order.

"Yes, sir."

Iwamoto's hands clenched on the scourge of the ghouls suddenly tightened, and he became more and more sure of the speculation in his heart.

It is not easy to hide until the end, kill the Hitomi Stone Tree and the monster whose corpse is on fire in a thunderous way, let him master the "Ghoul Calamity", rest assured that he will hand over a considerable number of zombie teams, and even listen to his suggestions under the premise of a plan to give him room to play.

It's hard to say it's not belly volume.

So, what kind of scheming did he brew in the matter of a professional?

Thinking about building on the three points of "Pupil Stone Tree Cemetery", "Evil Cave" and "Blood Wasteland", will he think far more than him, and will calmly "test" him?

There is a saying that there is a good plan and no fear, and Iwamoto's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Is it premeditated to control oneself, that is, all the developments of events are under the consideration of this Lord?

Saying this is suspected of self-hypnotizing out of fear, but Tang Ze's tall figure became more and more indestructible in his heart.

"Maybe my lord has even seen through my current speculation."

His gaze shifted to Tang Ze's red legs, and he felt the pressure double, and cold sweat oozed from his back.

The [Seed of Greed] buried in the bottom of my heart gradually sprouts.

The other party never took a step, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"You lead the way."

After being silent for a long time, Tang Ze helplessly said to Iwamoto Tiandao, but he began to say in his heart: "This subordinate really has no eyes." ”

Tang Ze himself obviously doesn't know the road, how can he be stunned like a wooden man and not worry about the boss?

In Tang Ze's eyes, Iwamoto's actions are undoubtedly rookie employees who are in a hurry.

Not mature enough.

Iwamoto's order to Tang Ze on the same day, if he was amnesty, the "Ghoul Plague" in his hand was released, and he respectfully led the way to Tang Ze while summoning zombies.

"Plus, it's up to you to polish the zombie team's teeth and claws."

Tang Ze turned his head and said to the Lv7 "skeleton" beside him.

He had a heart-to-heart with the retinue monster, making it effortless to evoke, and even the most complex commands could be completed well.

It's business as usual.

・・・

The silence was broken by the slight noise, the weak wind swept away the dead leaves, and the tight leather boots stepped on the wet mud.

He had just arrived in the jungle, and he stopped at the entrance, observing the twisted tall trees around him, rubbing his torn leather gloves, and his expression of nostalgia was revealed.

"It's been a long time since I've been back to the Blood Wasteland."

"It's not peaceful, it's not easy, it's not easy."

The huge shadow of the tree in front of him exuded a strong evil aura, like a torch in the night, which contrasted strongly with his small figure.

The gaze of the visitor passed through the dense foliage to the dilapidated cemetery deep in the jungle, where the pale stone monument was desolate, and all the evil energy gathered into one point, surrounded by countless resentments and howls.

It was vaguely a huge Teng tree, but most of it had withered.

As a rare necromancer, and a lv20 necromancer, he can feel many things that ordinary professionals can't.

The ring encrusted with green jade sparkled on his finger.

"Zombies?"

Pulling down the brim of his hat, he whispered and walked forward without hesitation.

Before he could take a few steps, the roar of the zombies resounded through the calm jungle, dragging the rotting bodies as they poured out of the shadows to encircle the enemies who came to a standstill.

The snow-white bone wall was forged out of thin air, and the sound of bones clashing continued, and skeletons erupted from below the ground, and the flames of the soul fire swayed and scattered.

White shadows shuttled, and the chaotic necromantic magic forced back the tide of corpses, and the skeletons immediately pounced.

"There are a lot of corpses here, which is convenient for you and me."

The blades of the skeletons collided with the claws of the zombies, and in the midst of the scuffle, the man with scruffy blond hair removed his hat, revealing a very pale face.

Coughing lightly, his blue-gray eyes gleaming, he looked into the depths of the jungle corpse tide.

Dark red streaks took shape in his hands, and blood-red magic rained down from the sky and fell on the warring skeletons and zombies.

Curse skill, Lv5 damage amplification.

The rotting bodies of the zombies became more fragile in front of the skeletons' blades, and the chaotic cold light cut off their heads, and the howls were gradually replaced by the sound of skeletons.

As if to add the last fire, the necromancer raised his hand, and the three relatively complete zombie corpses exploded, and countless evil qi condensed and rose.

Six weak soul fires slowly took shape, and the elemental power in the air stirred.

The three skeleton mages broke out of the blur of flesh and unleashed fire and ice bullets to sweep away the remnants of zombies.

Several tall and swift zombies knocked down the fragile skeletons, roaring over the not-so-tall bone wall, and swooping down on the necromancer's location with great speed.

"Huh?"

The necromancer raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to see a "bone spear".

This skill is known as "Tagio's Claw" and is extremely powerful.

Pale blue magic ripples spread around the spear, and the sharp bone spear pierced directly through the large zombies, and the swollen corpse shattered into pieces, and exploded along with the strong potion hidden in its indifferent gaze.

The flames dissipated along with the howls.

"Tsk, that's too obvious a trap."

"Who's giving advice to the demons?"

Scorched ash scattered to the ground, the necromancer sneered, strode the meteor, and walked deeper into the jungle under the protection of a dry skeleton.

Ordinary zombies couldn't stop the necromancer's pace at all, and in just a few minutes, the corpse tide composed of thousands of zombies was torn open, and it could no longer be closed.

Bone chips flew and the necromancer stepped into the cemetery without changing his face, the stone bricks shattered, and countless black vines waved their spikes and slammed into the graveyard.

The zombies' resistance became more and more violent, but it was useless, and they were still unable to break through the skeletons' defensive circle.

With a random wave of his magic and interrupting them one by one, he crossed the three cemeteries, and on the edge of a huge mausoleum, he saw a large, hideous pupil stone tree.

After marveling at the monster's ugliness and enormity, he unleashed a curse and bone magic, urging the skeleton tide to completely slash the corpse tide.

The resistance of the Hitomi Stone Tree was particularly weak, and the giant golden eye hid on the top of the tree, quietly observing all this.

The last zombie was blown to pieces by a bone spear.

Announcing victory.