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The legendary necromancer Karama has completed the cleaning of the entire city of Kasara at this time, and the remaining swamp clan died under the power of magic, and then resurrected into moving corpses, and at this moment these undead creatures all gathered in front of the Langton Legion - the south gate of Kasara City.

"Damn! Is the city of Kasara already conquered?, I know that the subhuman races that have not yet fully grown cannot be trusted!" Sorveris cursed inwardly, but it could not be revealed on the surface.

"Break through these crumbling defenses and we'll be able to go home!" roared out.

The sword was unsheathed, and the entire legion was like a giant beast galloping forward, ready to crush any opponent in his path.

The fact did not exceed Solveris's imagination, the Ranton Legion easily cleared all the undead near the city gate, and then it was the process of constantly swinging the sword and retracting the sword, and those low-level undead creatures were completely powerless in the face of the sharp long sword.

"That's not interesting, these humans are still a little capable. Kalama in the sky stretched out his hand and flicked it several times, and ten black orbs fell between Karama's fingers, "Roske and the poisonous dragon are still struggling, but they probably can't hold it anymore." Karama once again focused his attention on his two opponents.

The exhausted poisonous dragon could no longer flap his powerful wings, and Rosk did not have much mana left at this time, standing on the head of the poisonous dragon Basarom looked very weak.

There were still a lot of wounds on this person's body, and some of the wounds on Barsalom's body had dried up, and the originally beautiful scale armor had also become dull and full of gray aura. And Roth had already used up all the magic items or other things he could use, and the robes on his body were in tatters.

"Looks like you're tired and need a break?" Kalama's voice rang out out of nowhere.

"Crawler, you ......" Barsalom's voice was muffled by magic.

"Forget it, it's all come to this, I don't have anything to say, Kalama, are you really not going to spare the entire swamp clan?" Roth said in a tired, hoarse voice.

"Really, Kalama, I'm afraid you won't feel good if I choose to blow myself up, right?" Roske replied with only silence, "I hope you can let the swamp people live, I can choose to die here right away, and I don't have to make any effort on your part." ”

"Are you threatening me?" the voice made the air tremble.

"You can't scare me, Kalama. Rothke's voice was a little lighter.

"I had no intention of destroying the Swamps, but from now on they will live as slaves, and may become an experimental device on the mage's table at any time, and I would prefer to make them suffer forever rather than die. ”

"Well, maybe years from now, a hero will rise up and overthrow the tyrannical necromancer, like the legendary hero Jenkin Jason...... Ahem...... Old friend, I hope you can return my soul to the bosom of my ancestors! With that, Roth lay down on the dragon's body, falling like a stone from the dragon's body.

"Go all the way...... My friend. Kalama just sighed softly, "Poison Dragon, for his sake, you will be driven as my slave in five hundred years." "There is absolutely no room for resistance in the voice.

The poisonous dragon just snorted coldly and landed on the ground, the black and brown brilliance fused together, and finally carved a tiny magic circle on the back of the poisonous dragon, "Very good, you can cultivate here for a while now." Kalama sighed.

At this time, the four black orbs thrown by Kalama had turned into ten five-meter-tall stitching monsters, and the stitching monsters with chains stood not far behind the undead and kept flicking their hooks, hooking out the guards of the Langton Legion or other creatures, and then killing this unlucky creature with their great strength. (Even if you can't break the armor, you can kill a Guard with squeezing and concussion)

Although the speed is not fast, but such a continuous attrition also made Solveris frown deeply, the Langton Legion blocked by the undead could not touch those stitching monsters for a while, and a small number of people stepped forward were not necessarily opponents of the other party, and the mages had basically been abolished.

"Leave those stitching monsters alone, go all out to break through!" Solveris's order was cold and ruthless, there was no effort and those undead at all, and time was of the essence for the Lanton Legion.

"Ahhhhh

The Langton Legion, which successfully broke through the barrier of the undead, continued to run forward, both physically and mentally, they had reached the limit of what they could bear, and the strange thing was that after breaking through those low-level undead creatures, those undead creatures did not have the intention of chasing and killing thousands, but just stood in place blankly.

Although it was unknown why these undead creatures stopped, it was a good thing for Solveris, and soon a group of people arrived at the ruined City Lord's Mansion.

However, the original passage had been buried by the rubble, and Solveris took the lead in carrying the wood and stones.

However, when the transportation work was about to be completed, the black flames suddenly burned at the entrance and exit of the tunnel, and then there was a muffled explosion, and a strong air flow erupted from the mouth of the passage, along with the air flow came an unpleasant rancid smell, the air flow extinguished the flames at the mouth of the passage, and at this time Essoris was already desperate.

Faced with this situation, even the most optimistic warrior would not have any good guesses, a guard suddenly roared and rushed into the tunnel, and then the voice became quieter and quieter, and finally only a low cry came out, at this time more and more people began to enter the tunnel, for them only what they saw with their own eyes is the most real.

"Humans are such an interesting thing. An old voice came from the sky, and Kalama floated in the air and looked at the humans below and said, "Those who want to live stand aside like those reptiles, and I will allow you to live as slaves." ”

The silence lasted for a long time, and finally the group split into two parts, forty percent of the humans chose to surrender and spend the rest of their lives as slaves, while the rest turned into hideous-looking undead creatures under Kalmar's magic, "What a stupid human, do you think that death can be free?" Kalmar didn't say much, just asked the others to wait in place and prepare for the acceptance of the other necromancers.

"It's time for this war to end!" Karama's voice reached the ears of everyone still alive on the battlefield, "Rosk is dead, he exchanged his life for my promise that I will not destroy the Swamp Clan, if you still want to persist like this, I will not guarantee your life!

It didn't take long for a human-sized black hole to appear on the top of Huang Leyang's head, sucking him in, and then disappearing into thin air.

This volume is over