In the City of the Dead, the kobold general returns to camp from the gatehouse, thinking of the goblin councilor's plan and the human slaves who are secretly on his head.

The sense of unease is getting stronger.

Roar!

Roar!

Suddenly, the wurm, who had been resting quietly, raised his head to the sky and roared, and the fifteen wurms broke free from the ropes pressed by the kobold.

They are not sapient, and their bodies are only one-tenth of the size of a dragon, or even less.

But the intuition of danger has not been reduced.

They felt the mortal danger.

"Dangerous!" The kobold general has lived with the wurms for many years and knows what the various cries of the adults represent.

Voices like this one represent danger, extreme danger!

"Start the magic circle now!"

The three races are united, but the camps are not together, and each of the three alliances has its own guard.

I don't know what the Dark Gollum Clan will come up with to make the mutant zombie clan give up their possession of the City of the Dead and give everything to the Dark Gollum.

The kobold mage received the order and immediately took action, and the sky above the kobold camp lit up with the light of a magic array.

Peng!

The dark clouds of death fell as soon as the magic array lit up, and the magic balls representing Yu Cheng's revenge smashed on the magic array.

The kobold army's magic array was crumbling, and every magic ball that fell would cause ripples on the magic array.

The wurm and kobold soldiers below looked nervously at the magic array, and under the light of the fire, the magic of black gas exploded when it touched the magic array, scattering the power of death, as if from the cold ice of the extreme north made them feel like they were in the ice and snow.

The world in which the kobolds live is a powerful magical world.

There are human fighters, there are mages, there are elves, goblins, dwarves, etc., and most of the creatures that the world of heroes has, they also have in the world.

The kobold general is also well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of magic full of death's cold aura in front of him.

Even their world's tenth-order death magister couldn't condense such pure death power.

The kobold camp was soon enveloped in a dark cloud of death, and each of the fifteen wurms stood on a magic node, the huge magic power in their bodies poured into the magic array.

Wurms have magical powers, and they are very large, but they don't use them very well, and the easiest way to use them is dragon breath.

The kobolds have gradually developed the magic power of the wurm over the years of coexistence with the wurm, and the easiest way to do this is to let the wurm support the magic array.

Offensive magic can easily injure oneself by mistake, and the magic array does not have such a drawback.

With the help of wurm magic power, the magic array above the kobold camp stabilized, but the magic crystals that were still being consumed made the kobold general feel painful.

I don't know what happened to other places!

The kobold general would be stupid if he couldn't guess who the attacker was.

The innate magic standard of the mages of the Death Cloud Graveyard Clan ignores any magic prohibitions, and as long as there is magic in their bodies, they will ignore any restrictions and release magic.

This is one of the horrors of the World of Heroes mage!

"The revenge of the Graveyard Lord is coming!"

The kobold general closed his eyes, some time ago he found an island on the sea with a skull flag.

The island is very large, with mainly plains on the upper side, and the highest mountains are four or five hundred meters high, with a dense network of water and fertile land.

The sea around the island has a pleasant climate, many fish people, and there are no other islands for hundreds of kilometers around, which is a very good supply point.

At that time, the other dark races wanted to take the island and capture the humans on the island as slaves in the city of death.

He intervened to stop the other dark races and keep the island alive.

"We kobold people don't seek glory and wealth, we just want peace and security, there is a place to support everyone, and a place for us to recuperate!

Count the time, the fifth generation of Lord Caprao's heirs should be broken, I don't know how many..."

The kobold general stared at the sky in a daze.

The kobold barracks were under the protection of the magic array, and the other two barracks in the city had not yet reacted when the magic fell.

The siren in the goblin camp did not go off until the magic ball fell into the camp, and before the goblin mage could make a move, the mage army was wiped out by the dark cloud of death.

The Dark Gollums are even more unbearable, inhaling the power of death in their slumber and losing their lives in a drowsy state.

In addition to the three dark races in the city of death, there are many dark creatures and adventurers who come to do business, and they live in different places than the armies of the three major races.

When the Wraith was searching for information, it mapped the area where the creatures were distributed in the city, making it easier for the Witch to find a target.

Yu Cheng is targeting the three major races, and the other dark creatures who come to do business are not within the scope of the attack.

Not to mention that there are still twenty or thirty thousand human beings in the city.

In just over a week, the dark creatures have captured twenty or thirty thousand human slaves.

Yu Cheng didn't know whether to say that the dark creatures were fast, or that there were really many humans.

He searched everywhere for the dark races, and found either very few or very strong, the strong ones were difficult to defeat, and the weak creatures resurrected very few.

The dark creatures caught humans, and they only ordered 20,000 or 30,000 drinks a week.

Let Yu Cheng feel a lot of emotion.

The fluctuations caused by the dark clouds of death attacking the city can be felt by the dark creatures that live elsewhere in the city.

But they didn't dare to move!

The four main city gates were shrouded in a thick dark cloud of death, and if you probed with your spiritual power, those creatures that released your spiritual power would not dare to release their spiritual power again.

Spiritual power senses the dark clouds of death, just like falling into an infernal ice hell, which can freeze spiritual power.

So tentatively probe, these mages, the strong stayed in the room honestly, and did not dare to make any other moves.

A person pops up in many people's minds, the City of Death, the Lord of the Cemetery Clan.

A week ago, the alliance of four dark races, Dark Gollum, Kobolds, Mutant Zombies, and Goblins, attacked the City of Death together.

It is said that at that time, the lord of the city of death led the main army north to defeat the dark Gollum.

The mutant zombies took advantage of the absence of the main army of the City of Death and stabbed the City of Death in the back before taking down the City of Death.

The Lord of the Dead City, who wiped out the main camp on the Dark Gollum front, returned with a large army to support, but unfortunately the city has changed hands.

The Megatron Death Sea and the City of the Dead on the other half of the continent are dead.

When a hero loses his city, he is no different from a normal human (the dark creature thinks of himself)

The magic that attacks the City of the Dead now resembles the most powerful mage of the Graveyard Clan, the innate magic of the Corpse Witch.

When dark creatures come to the hero world, they naturally have to have a little understanding of this world, otherwise they will come to this world and make money with black eyes.

They are not those abyss demons who spend their days thinking about how to destroy the world, nor are they the undead and zombies who want to turn the whole world into a dead world.

The world of heroes is a place of wealth for them, where there are natural treasures that can be broken through by the strong, Mithril that is more precious than magical resources, and all kinds of rare resources.

Where no one has walked before, there may be piles of resources left behind by God.

In the world of heroes, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can reap the rewards.

For example, the pig-headed people who just entered this world some time ago, they relied on brute strength to go to the forest every day to cut down trees, and just by cutting trees, they earned hundreds of gold coins.

In other worlds, gold coins are worthless, but in this world, gold coins can buy most resources, and magic resources are the same.

Therefore, in this world, gold coins can be called treasures, and you can buy anything with gold coins.

Now that the City Lord of the Dead has returned, they don't know if this City Lord will spare their lives or let this bazaar continue.

The City of the Dead has become the liveliest place in the surrounding area, a place for dark creatures to exchange supplies and earn money.

The terrifying prestige of the City of the Dead can bring the hordes of dark creatures who came in earlier to their knees.

I just hope that the three major races can hold on!

This is the idea of the dark creatures in the city, who really don't want to lose this place of trade.

This is the idea in their hearts, as for helping the three major races to fight against the army of the Death City, they don't dare, the three major races can't be defeated, will they go over and give away people's heads?

If the top adventurers in their original world still had such power, those strong people couldn't come in yet.

On the edge of the three huge buildings in the city of death, the evil temple, the mass grave, and the cemetery, the captured human slaves relied on these three huge buildings to build simple sheds.

This is where slaves lived.

Because there is no toilet or anything like that, this area is full of smoky miasma, and the smell of feces and the smell of corpses are mixed together.

The people who live in this place are almost numb.

Where is it for them to live not to live, to die? For them, that day was not a day of death.

Many of them come from worlds that have been invaded by the Dark World, ruined by their kingdoms, and then pulled into this world by mysterious forces.

At first, they thought they would come to a new world and get rid of the dark creatures.

But within a few days of coming to this world, they found that the dark world was coming, and those dark creatures were still standing on their heads.

It's not that they haven't resisted, and every time they resisted, they were just feeding those dark creatures.

If you don't resist, you may be able to live a little longer.

Most of them are numb, but some of them come from the powerful world of humanity and come to this world by accident, caught by dark creatures.

The humiliation of the dark creatures could not erase the rebellion in their hearts.

These people who want to resist seize the opportunity to work hard to climb up, only by controlling their weapons can they resist, only by gaining some power, they can communicate with others, in order to expand their resistance team.

To this end, they formed an organization called Freemasonry, which means to help each other in the same boat.

After a hard day's work and eating food worse than swill, the Freemasons gathered in a mass grave.

After the loss of the hero, the mass grave became an ordinary pit, and many slaves did not want to build a shed or had no materials, so they found a wooden plank and used the mass grave as a house.

When you sleep, cover the board and it becomes a room.

Those who die, if they are not eaten by dark creatures, are sent back to the pit for burial by someone they know.

The Freemasons gathered in the depths of the mass grave, in front of the cemetery altar, which would not be detected by the dark creatures, and they also made a second layer of insurance.

A mage who was captured and enslaved, although only a first-order and second-order apprentice mage, was the only mage in the entire Freemasonry.

"I spoke to the leader of the Wag world, and he agreed to join our Freemasons with five hundred of his men." A sturdy Western man, with a flushed face, said to the others: "The number of our Freemasons has exceeded 1,000, and we will escape from the sea of misery just around the corner!"

"Really?"

"The true God is above, the more members we have, the stronger we are!"

"Gange, you're so good!"

....

The other members heard the news and followed

Get excited, the more they are Freemasons, the more cannon fodder they will have, no, it's comrades, overthrowing the rule of dark creatures, just around the corner.

And, they can rely on the number of people to improve their status first.

The higher their status, the more materials they can get, as well as cultivation resources.

Possess extraordinary strength to fight against dark creatures.

"Quiet, quiet!"

The only mage in the crowd, a white man in his thirties, was very handsome, especially those blue eyes, which made people fascinated.

The mage cleared his throat, then made a charming voice: "Gange, you have done a good job, and now I appoint you as one of the twelve Knights of the Round Table of Freemasonry." ”

"If you bring in another five hundred, you can become one of the six members of the top six!"

The sturdy man said excitedly: "Speaker, I will definitely work harder!"

The young man nodded with a smile on his face, then his face became serious, and he said to the middle-aged man closest to him: "Those Orientals, still refuse to join us?" ”

The first resistance in the City of the Dead was the Freemasons, but the strongest were the Orientals.

Those Orientals are very powerful, and they belong to the three dark races, and they are the best kobolds for humanity.

The Oriental people ate the same food as they did, but they could eat enough, but they couldn't.

There are still meat scraps in the food that the kobolds give to those orientals, especially those who are the leaders of the oriental humans, who can get half a catty of meat every day.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "No, they also warned me not to go near their territory again!"

"A bunch of servile people!" The young man spat out, spread his hands, and shouted to the members behind him, "We, the Freemasons, are..."

Rumble!

Before the young man could finish his words, they were catapulted by a powerful force and landed outside the altar.

The same fate of the young men was that those who were lying in the graves of the dead leaning against the edge of the huge building were bounced away by a powerful force that threw them into the clearing.

The mass grave lit up with a faint blue light, and countless soul phantoms appeared in the air.

The graveyard glowed bloody red, and the stone slabs in front of the altar sank, and countless low roars were heard from it.

Tombs, mansions, mausoleums, magic towers, and other buildings all glow magically.

The buildings of the City of the Dead are moving, as if welcoming their master back!

The creatures in the city looked nervously at the moving buildings.

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