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, maybe it's because they've been chased by zombies, so they have nowhere to escape, and in every gladiatorial arena, there are more than a dozen mercenaries fighting to the death with one or more zombies.

At this moment, the roar of the zombies has been suppressed by the shouts of the mercenaries, and the protection of the dark magic array has been lost, and the warm sunlight has caused great damage to the fighting zombies, and the zombies are just dying and struggling, An Fei made a judgment, even if he does not join the battle, there is no suspense.

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

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

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

"Anfei, are you doing a ghost?!" Ozgucci jumped out of nowhere, looking very angry, and he was followed by several mercenary leaders.

"To put it mildly, if it weren't for us destroying the magic array, you'd be on the verge of becoming zombies by now!" Reska said coldly.

Ozjuch was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the leaders of the mercenary group, showing an embarrassed smile, can be the leader of the mercenary group, they are not brainless people, just now in the middle of the unknown magic array, they seem to have come to an inexplicable dark world, nothing can be seen, only the voice of the other party can be heard, and the boundless darkness is affecting their bodies and minds, making them feel like crazy, the magician wants to recite the spell, but now the degree of summoning the elements is 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, Uzgucci and the others understood that it must have been Anfei who saved them, and it was only Anfei who saved them.

"We have a group of necromancers active in the Valley of the Crossing Right now, and we've been secretly following them since yesterday. Anfei explained softly.

Ozgüch's expression suddenly became very ugly: "What did you say, Anfei, there is a group of necromancers??"

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

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

"That's right, you're not the first mercenary to be attacked by a necromancer, and it doesn't look like you're 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!" Ozgucci gritted his teeth and scolded, for some interests or for some purpose, he has killed other mercenaries, but he can't see other forces killing mercenaries in the country of mercenaries, on the one hand, the mercenaries are very united, on the other hand, the mercenaries are always intriguing with each other, which is also a more peculiar cultural landscape in the country of mercenaries.

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, one by one by the mercenaries are cut to the ground, and those mercenaries are still worried that the zombies will not die, but they will become more and more ferocious, until the zombies are cut into pieces.

The dozen or so mercenaries who were the first to end the battle breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had defeated a fierce high-level demonic beast, puffed out their chests and walked towards Ozgüch with a proud look, they didn't realize what the other mercenaries were looking at them, until Ozgüki 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 zombies, the left cheek has become bloody and blurred, the blood flows through the cheeks, the neck and half of the shoulders are stained blood-red, and there is also a mercenary with a deep wound on the chest that can be seen, which is a scratch caused by the zombies, and the two mercenaries each have one ear missing, and the scene of standing side by side looks a little funny, at least half of these dozen mercenaries are injured, but there is a difference between light injuries and serious injuries.

On the other hand, the situation of the other mercenaries was similar, as long as they had fought with zombies, most of them were injured, and Ezgüch's throat twitched, and he looked at him with a mouthful of saliva under his eyes

It's like a painful decision is brewing.

The mercenaries who were stunned there had already understood what was going on, some mercenaries hurriedly looked for wounds on their bodies, and some 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 being turned into 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 have come forward and stand here, I have to arrange it." ”

Ozgüch's statement encouraged the desperate mercenaries with joy in their eyes, and they quickly gathered together according to Ozgüch's words.

"Ozjuch, 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 I ask you, how long will it take us to get back to Whitewater City?" the young man named Ye asked without humility or arrogance.

Ozgucci couldn't help but pause and slowly lowered his head.

"When the darkness begins to envelop the earth, the necromantic aura will work 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 priest of light!"

"What do you mean?!," Ozgucci shouted.

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

Ozgucci was speechless, and his figure trembled slightly.

"Actually, everyone understands it, 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 words won the response of some mercenaries, and one of them said loudly.

The wounded mercenaries were silent, just 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 head with both hands, and tore hard, looking extremely painful, this action made all the injured and uninjured mercenaries understand the truth.

An Fei showed a casual smile, although the number of contacts with Ozgüch was not much, but he knew that Ozgüch was a somewhat 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 this moment was the right one, 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 tensed, and their hands were clenched into fists, as if they wanted to hit someone. The wounded mercenaries knelt down on their behalf, representing 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 to 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 his figure flashed, and he came to the old mercenary, and the sword fell in his hand, and stabbed into the old mercenary's chest.

"Don't!!" Ozjuch screamed and rushed forward, stumbling a few more times, and then falling to the ground, apparently unconscious from grief, and Orsie and the other mercenary leaders surrounded Ozjuch in shock.

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

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