On the official road, more than a dozen cavalrymen rode fast horses and galloped wildly.

They were the ones who ran out of the barracks and were ordered to return home to ask for reinforcements.

After running wildly for more than an hour, they relied on the good horse of the monster under their crotch to rush directly out of hundreds of miles, and finally returned to their own territory.

However, the expected border guards did not appear, and when they rushed into the border camp, they found that it was empty at the moment.

Not only the camp, but also the villages, towns, and even a very important frontier city were empty.

There were no living people, no livestock, not even insects or birds.

Looking at the city in front of them, the heralds who led their horses into it were stunned.

What they didn't notice was that behind them, in the shadowy corners around them, countless pairs of eyes also flashed.

In the City Lord's Mansion, a figure half-lying on the throne stopped repairing his nails and sat up violently.

His action quickly caused the crowd below to raise their heads.

Even the soul hunter next to him who was counting the accounts directly stopped calculating and slowly turned his head to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just a few more uninvited guests."

The ragtag leader sitting on the throne smiled brightly.

The Soul Hunter let out a soft sigh when he heard this, lowered his head and began to calculate again, while not forgetting to remind him out loud.

"Don't waste too much time on a small group of enemies, this area has taken a lot of effort to give you a desperate ticket in front of your clan, if you mess things up, you won't expect me to apply for a large mission for you in the future."

The Spirit Hunter's tone was bad, but her tone didn't cause any resentment from the man.

After all, although the tone of the person was a little worse, it did provide him with a lot of help.

For example, this hostile country is supposed to be taken by a dozen miscellaneous armies.

If it weren't for the credibility of this soulbreaker, it would never have fallen into the hands of their clan and let them come and eat alone.

Standing up, he bowed gracefully to the Soul Hunter, and the leader smiled brightly.

"Don't worry, I won't let you be ashamed, I promise you the glory of our ghost clan."

As he spoke, a thick black aura spread out in all directions.

And within this black mist, tens of thousands of figures slowly stood up.

The ghost clan, one of the branches of the ghost clan.

is the so-called tiger fighter, and the one in it refers to the ghost.

The soul of the deceased is not dispersed, and instead of being able to take revenge on the victim, he is enslaved by the murderer and begins to help him continue to harm others.

This kind of existence is the so-called ghost, and it is also the origin of the word "tiger".

The ability of the ghosts is simple, that is, the soul of the person they kill becomes a puppet without sanity, and is at their disposal.

One infects ten, ten infects a hundred, and one hundred transmits a thousand.

This group of guys is like a plague, only fighting more and more, and the superiors have absolute control over the subordinates.

The only flaw of the ghost is that the single combat power is too weak, and it belongs to the typical player who can only abuse vegetables, and the advantage is that the speed of abuse is outrageous.

Not long after the war began, the nest of ghosts quickly ran to the kingdom and wiped out an entire city and all living creatures around it in just a few hours.

Those who died at their hands are now resurrected from the black mist, and continue to aid and abuse them after them.

Because goblins have the ability to ignore physical attacks, there is no way for ordinary people to take them.

Even if a few can kill them, those souls who have been resurrected as ghosts have no consciousness in the first place, and can be transformed into pure energy power after death.

It can be said that no matter how you fight, even if these resurrected little brothers are dead, these ghosts don't care, and they won't lose anything.

Even after killing a certain number of people, this group of guys, who numbered less than 100, directly shrank in the city lord's mansion and began to brag and chat.

As for the clearance work, they threw it all to the brainless younger brothers.

The other motley armies are still hunting hard, but they have begun to rampant yin and yang in the spirit connection channel, which can be said to have reaped a wave of hatred.

It is precisely because of the ability of this group of guys to fight more and more when dealing with trash fish, and they are very good at cleaning up cannon fodder, that this soul hunter will follow them and even take the initiative to help them do a lot of work.

At this time, not only this group of ghosts, but also all kinds of miscellaneous armies in other national capitals also took action.

Dark creatures, humanoid undead, dwarves, elves, and humans.

All the guys who don't seem too disobedient in this world have been thrown over by Gu Erdan at this moment.

As for why not let the regular army and the army of the dead be the main force?

This is mainly because they had just bombarded the god of war Ares two days ago.

I'm afraid the Legion of Bones has left a lot of memories on that guy.

At this time, if a group of undead suddenly appeared, not to mention the origin, the strength would be very terrifying.

Even if they were fools, I'm afraid they would be connected to the group of self-destructing skeletons.

At that time, Gu Erdan's internal blasting plan will have to be scrapped directly.

Therefore, until the matter is exposed, the undead army must not come over.

Not to mention that Gu Erdan never thought about fighting each other from beginning to end.

He did what he wanted to do just to get the other person's attention.

That's right, just get noticed.

Take the initiative to get the attention of Ares, the god of war.

Carefully selected motley armies proliferated everywhere, first the invading legions were lost, and then the frontier fell.

By the time the other countries finally reacted that something was wrong, the miscellaneous forces had already broken through the defense and officially entered the interior.

And in this kind of place where there are military exploits everywhere and there is no danger to defend at all.

You can imagine how fast the strength of the ragtag army has grown.

On the first day, all the invading forces were defeated here.

On the third day, the small nearby nation was destroyed.

On the fifth day, some big countries began to fall, especially after the motley army that won the target and increased in strength began to turn around and grab the military exploits of other forces, and the big countries that were encircled and suppressed began to be unable to bear it.

By the time a week had passed, the Ancient Erdan Empire, which had only occupied a remote corner, had quickly occupied half of the country like wildfire.

The desperate resistance of other forces was useless, and even several demigods appeared, all of whom were forcibly besieged to death by a large number of lords.

And on the eighth day, just as the miscellaneous army troops on Gu Erdan's side led the refugee group to assemble, preparing to start a confrontation between the two armies with the remaining coalition forces, and the victory was decided in a battle.

The ruler of this planet finally couldn't bear to make a move.

The leader of this planet is none other than a general under the command of Ares, the god of war.

A subordinate god!