Although Brigitte has been emotionally biased towards Yang Long, and she has also spontaneously made up for the love relationship with Yang Long, but this girl is an unemployed virgin after all, and it is still not something she can do now.

Where you shouldn't be looking, pushing the door in until the girl covered it for a few seconds, it's all been seen clearly. While being embarrassed and angry, Brigitte also had some pride and confidence in her body from Yang Long's somewhat surprised eyes.

"Oh, Miss Bridget, please. After chuckling a few times, Yang Long withdrew his gaze and walked to the attic window, peering towards the city gate, observing any possible escape opportunities.

Bei Ya bit her lip slightly, Brigitte looked at Yang Long's back with a ruddy face and a stunned face, and finally figured it out after struggling in her heart for a few seconds. Slightly shy, he put down the sheets and began to put on his clothes lightly.

Listening to the sound of rustling behind him, Yang Long did not make a peeping move, and after a short distraction, he was completely attracted by what happened at the city gate, and then he couldn't take his eyes off it for a minute, just carefully observing and analyzing the tragedy in the distance.

Within a radius of a few kilometers, there was only one such exit, and for such a long time as a few people entered the villa, there were already many survivors trying to rush through the defense line of the army of the undead. It's a pity that in front of the army of undead who have brains, they killed hundreds of undead creatures at most, and all of them were killed nearly a hundred meters away from the city gate.

However, it was not these that attracted Yang Long, but the actions of the death warrior, I saw him slowly walk to a pile of corpses that looked quite intact, stretched out a finger and gestured in the air for a while, and a circle circle with a diameter of ten meters appeared under the corpse.

It is worth mentioning that after the death warrior cast this magic circle, the blue light in his eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, as if this magic circle had consumed a lot of his life force, and his body seemed to fall to the ground as if he was in collapse.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the Death Warrior's eyes regained their original glow, and his body, which had been kneeling on one knee, slowly stood up. However, during the whole process, the death warriors were expressionless, and they did not see the slightest sense of effort.

Then the five undead creatures like Buddhas and Buddhas automatically walked into the circle, and without warning, they were shattered into minced meat, and the green and white flesh and blood were directly integrated into the circle, and in a few seconds, they seemed to melt away, and disappeared completely.

Immediately after that, the circle emitted a black mist, the smoke was dense and dark and did not dissipate, gathering around the pile of corpses to form a mass, slowly seeping through the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and even skin of the corpse, and the corpse did not turn black, but gradually turned pale.

The speed of smoke seeping in was still very slow at first, and as time accelerated, the corpses were like a vent, sucking all the smoke clean, and when there was no more smoke coming out of the circle, all the corpses piled up were "alive".

During his three years at the Royal Academy of Lordaeron, Yang Long also learned some Ranger skills, but the biggest effect so far was to increase the distance of vision. So even with a distance of more than two hundred meters, Yang Long could still barely see the general appearance of several people.

Among the professionals who came to life, there were 1 ninth-order, 4 eighth-order, and 8-9 middle-level powerhouses, while most of the other professionals who attacked the army of the undead, most of them who reached the top level of strength used the self-destruction secret technique in despair, and the remaining low-level professionals were all mutilated.

"Resurrect the dead, what is the use of these professionals who died in battle" Yang Long raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, a little unable to understand the approach of the leader of the undead army, in his opinion, these zombies who struggled to stand up had no use value at all.

"Wait, that's when the zombies are bewildering."

Most of the more than a dozen zombies that were resurrected suddenly howled, and their originally pale faces were covered with black lines in an instant, and ink-like blood gushed out from their seven orifices, looking very terrifying. In less than three seconds, the zombies melted into a puddle of blood.

There was only one zombie who was an eighth-order warrior before his death, and he didn't howl like his companions, standing quietly in the magic circle, and his eyes, which were not completely cloudy not long after death, slowly emitted wisps of blue fluorescence.

After all the other zombies had dissipated, the zombie began to react, turning its head left and right to look around for a while, and finally focused its attention on the death warrior. The Death Warrior nodded in satisfaction, and after a few seconds, he raised his hand to cast another magic circle of less than half a meter.

As soon as the magic circle was formed, two purple-black rays of light alternately ascended, and finally became a substantial arch, and inside the arch was a fog door formed by black smoke and less than ten centimeters thick, and the fog in the door was constantly restless and boiling.

The zombie that the professional had resurrected was also moving his hands and feet with a blank face, as if trying to familiarize himself with his body. Then he gave the Death Warrior a slow military salute, then turned around and strode into the fog gate.

When the zombie entered the fog gate, the magic circle suddenly disappeared, and the fog gate dissipated, and there was no trace on the ground except for a puddle of black water. And during this whole process, the other undead creatures hid far away, as if they were afraid of being affected.

"It seems that this is how these death warriors are born, the newborn zombie seems to have wisdom, but the probability is not too high..."Witnessing the rebirth of a death warrior, Yang Long's understanding of this disaster became much heavier again.

If every Death Warrior could have the strength of Thassarian, then there would be hardly any kingdom in this world that could be expected to match. Linked to Arthas's decapitation operation and the surprise attack of the army of the undead, Yang Long vaguely felt that it should not be so unreasonable.

"Well, that's right. These death warriors should also be superior and inferior, otherwise there would be no need for that zombie to enter the fog gate. Thinking of this possibility, Yang Long found that he had found some loopholes: "Perhaps, that fog gate is the gateway to a certain place, where these death warriors will go through some reinforcement before they enter the battle." ”

After thinking of this possibility, the heaviness in Yang Long's heart was reduced a lot, no one wanted the enemy to be stronger than himself, and Yang Long, who was fleeing for his life, was naturally no exception. Analyzing the combat power of the death warrior was not as strong as he imagined, which really made Yang Long breathe a sigh of relief.