The sound spread out in all directions, and several gladiatorial arenas that were still fighting were displayed in front of An Fei one by one. Maybe it's because some relatives and friends have been killed by zombies, or maybe it's because they've been chased by zombies, leaving them with nowhere to escape, and there are more than a dozen mercenaries in each gladiatorial arena fighting to the death against one or more zombies.

People can often erupt into terrible madness when they reach a dead end, at this moment the roar of the zombies has been suppressed by the shouts of the mercenaries, losing the protection of the dark magic array, the warm sunlight has caused great damage to the fighting zombies, the zombies are just dying and struggling, An Fei made a judgment, even if he does not join the battle, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

"An Fei, why are you?" a figure strode towards An Fei.

"Orsi, we meet again. "An Fei has a good impression of Orsi, the leader of the War Fire Mercenary Regiment, and among the mercenaries gathered by Ozgüch, Orsi was the only one who spoke for him at that time, or rather, Orsi was just speaking for justice.

"Why are you here?" Orsie glanced at An Fei up and down.

"Anfei, are you doing a ghost?!" Ozjuch jumped out of nowhere, his expression very angry, and he was followed by several leaders of the mercenary group.

"To put it mildly, if we hadn't destroyed the magic array, you would have turned into zombies by now!" Riska said coldly.

Ozjuch was stunned for a moment, glanced at the leaders of the mercenary group, and showed an embarrassed smile, to be the leader of the mercenary group, they are not brainless people, just now in the middle of the unknown magic array, they seemed to have come to an inexplicable dark world, they couldn't see anything, they could only hear each other's voices, and the boundless darkness was affecting their bodies and minds, making them feel like they wanted to go crazy, the magician wanted to recite the spell, but found that the speed of summoning the elements was terrifyingly slow. In other words, just when they were listening to the screams of their companions but were at a loss, the lovely sunshine suddenly appeared and saved them from the darkness, and now hearing Ryska's words, Ozgüch and the others understood that it must have been An Fei who saved them, and it could only be An Fei who saved them.

"We've spotted a group of necromancers operating in the Hengduan Valley, and we've been secretly following them since yesterday. Anfei explained softly.

Ozgucci's expression suddenly became very ugly: "An Fei, what did you say? There is a group of necromancers??"

"Yes, there is a group, I don't know the exact number of people. An Fei said slowly: "There is a high-level necromancer who is their leader, and I don't want to be discovered by him, so I can only secretly observe outside. ”

"High-level necromancer?" Ozgüch raised his voice suddenly, it was already a very rare thing to see a necromancer, and he could see a high-level necromancer, Ozgüch simply wondered if he was favored by the god of doom, and kept sending miracles for him.

"That's right, you're not the first mercenary to be attacked by a necromancer, and you don't look like the last. An Fei sighed lightly: "There are already several mercenary alliances that have been attacked by them. ”

"How do you know?"

"There are more than a thousand zombies, where did these zombies come from?" An Fei asked rhetorically.

"These damn necromancers!" Ozjuch scolded through gritted teeth, for some interests or some purposes, he had killed other mercenaries, but he couldn't see other forces killing mercenaries in the mercenary country, on the one hand, the mercenaries were very united, on the other hand, the mercenaries were always intriguing with each other, which was also a more peculiar cultural landscape in the mercenary country.

At this moment, the battle with the zombies has come to an end, and the zombies exposed to direct sunlight have almost no power to fight back, and they are cut down to the ground by the mercenaries one after another, and those mercenaries are still worried that the zombies will not die, but they are getting more and more ferocious, until the zombies are cut into pieces.

The dozen or so mercenaries who had ended the battle first breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had defeated a fierce high-level demonic beast, and walked towards Özgüch with puffed up chests and proud looks, not realizing what kind of gaze the other mercenaries were looking at them, until Ozgüch took a few steps back as if he was hiding from something, and then froze there.

Although the battle is over, the scars left by the zombies are still there, one of the mercenaries was bitten on the face by the zombie, and the left cheek has become a bloody blur, and the blood flows through the cheeks and neck, staining half of the shoulder into a bloody red;

On the other hand, the other mercenaries, the situation is similar, as long as they have fought with zombies, most of them are injured, Ozgucci's throat twitched, and he looked at a mouthful of saliva under his eyes

It's complicated, as if a painful decision is brewing.

The mercenaries who were stunned there already understood what was happening, some of the mercenaries hurriedly searched for wounds on their bodies, and some of the mercenaries who didn't need to look for anything at all showed a desperate look, torn between life and death all year round, they may not be afraid of death, but in the face of the fate of becoming zombies, they are really afraid.

"Don't panic, everyone, I know a priest of light who will remove all the necromantic energy from your body. Ozgucci suddenly said loudly: "All the people who have been scratched and bitten by zombies stand up and stand here, I will arrange it." ”

Ozgüch's statement gave a great encouragement to the desperate mercenaries, and their eyes lit up with joy and they quickly gathered together according to Ozgüch's words.

"Ozgüch, where are you talking about the Priest of Light?" a thin young man stepped forward and asked aloud.

"It's in Whitewater!"

"How did the Priest of Light come to Whitewater?"

"Ye, you don't have to worry about my business, it's my secret!" Ozgucci exclaimed angrily.

"Okay, I don't care about your business, but let me ask you, how long will it take us to get back to Whitewater City?" asked the young man named Ye without humility or arrogance.

Ozgüch couldn't help but stop talking, and slowly lowered his head.

"When the darkness begins to envelop the earth, the Necromantic Qi will attack and turn them all into zombies!Unless you are a space archmage, there is no way to send them to Whitewater City before sunset!" Ye said slowly, "And I still doubt that you know a Light Priest!"

"Ye, what do you mean?!" Ozgucci shouted.

"I mean it simply, you're lying!"

Ozgucci was speechless, and his body trembled slightly.

"Actually, everyone understands, but they just don't want to admit it. The young man named Ye glanced around: "Even if the Priest of Light suddenly appears here, it may not be able to save them!" I didn't want to say it, but I can't help but say that just now they were still our companions and our brothers, but soon they won't!"

"Yes, they will attack us!" Ye's speech won a response from some mercenaries, one of whom said loudly.

The injured mercenaries were silent, only staring blankly at Ozgüch, waiting for the alliance leader to explain that he would fulfill his promise, but Ozgüch suddenly squatted on the ground, grabbed his hair with both hands and tore it hard, looking extremely painful, this action made all the injured and uninjured mercenaries understand the truth.

An Fei showed a vague smile, although he had not had much contact with Ozgüch, but he knew that Ozgüch was a scheming person, and An Fei didn't believe that Ozgüch didn't even have such a little control. Obviously, Ozgüch also knew what kind of means to take at the moment, but he wanted to take advantage of this to buy people's hearts, so he performed a double reed with the young man named Ye.

An old mercenary in his fifties coughed lightly and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm very old, I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to become a soulless walking corpse." With that, the old mercenary fell to his knees, closed his eyes, and silently recited a few words in a pious voice.

The other wounded mercenaries also fell to their knees, and although their voices were chaotic, the sad atmosphere could not be described in words, and most of the female mercenaries who were watching couldn't help but shed tears, and the men's faces were tense, and their hands were clenched into fists, as if they wanted to hit someone. Those injured mercenaries knelt down, representing that they had made their own choice, and the stalemate was painful on both sides, and now it turned into sadness, although it was all negative emotions, but the former was more difficult than the latter.

"What if...... Treat us as partners, please come and save us. The old mercenary slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry......" The young man named Ye hesitated, pulled out his long sword with his backhand, and in a flash, he came to the old mercenary, and his sword fell and stabbed into the old mercenary's chest.

"Don't!!" Ozgucci screamed in grief and rushed forward, but he stumbled a few more times and fell to the ground, apparently unconscious from grief, and Orsi and the other mercenary leaders surrounded Ozgucci.

"Don't be nervous, I'll take a look. An Fei walked in front of Ozjuch in a few steps, grabbed Ozjuki's wrist with both hands and shook it, and dragged it secretly, he was not saving Uzjuqi, but using the family heirloom of dividing the muscles and bones, so many mercenaries volunteered to die, Ozjuch was still acting, which made An Fei feel disgusted, so he decided to teach Ozjuch a lesson.

The pain of the broken muscles and bones was not something that ordinary people could bear, and Ozjuki sat up from the ground with a scream, and glanced at An Fei with panicked eyes.