"I met, in Hilton, when he wasn't a zombie and I wasn't a saint, we both belonged to the land of the stars." He frowned as he looked at the warrior, "He's still a cadre." ”

"Don't be sad, you're going to be more famous than him now." The warrior looked at him and frowned, so he comforted him.

"That's not the case, why are you painting your armor blue, isn't it more vivid green?" "It's really strange to stand in the line with this color." ”

"Because I'm motivated to become a Teal Warrior, but I haven't reached that level yet, but with some hints, people in the same class won't be called Teal."

"How can you have such a big realization?" Hearing this, he said admiringly, this is not the ambition that a sword man should have.

"It is the wish of every incumbent of the monastery to obtain the title, and if there is no title, what is the difference between it and the guys in the church who eat and wait for death?" Hearing this, the warrior said with pride, "I swear to the strong who died in the cold light, and I will break through my limits even if I pretend to be self-assured!" ”

"A large part of the reason why you can have such a belief is because those titled powerhouses sit in tents and eat." He looked at the tent not far behind him and said, "Since you have this belief and energy, then you will be bound to succeed, even if you break your legs, you are not afraid." ”

"Thank you for the praise of the Sage, I have a hunch that this mission is the key point for my breakthrough." The warrior said confidently, but there was still some worry in his eyes, "But if you think about it carefully, it is still very tricky to be able to enter and destroy the powerful country of Corde. ”

"How can you simply break through your own limit, this is a gamble." "Don't worry, I'll deal with that zombie lord if he comes out." ”

"Life and death are still very depressing, not to mention the monsters that transcend the boundaries of human power, but I still have to thank you anyway." Hearing this, the warrior shook his head slightly, then looked at him and said, "Sage, you don't seem to care about anything. ”

"Are you saying I have no heart and no lungs?" Pusher looked at him and asked.

"No, you're strong-willed." The warrior smiled awkwardly, but he felt that the masturbation was more like a talking log.

Just as the two of them were chattering, the uncle and a group of titled powerhouses came out, and they gathered all the imperial soldiers above the squad leader.

"We discussed it just now, in front of us is the headquarters of the Necromancy, there must be countless necromancers inside, and there is a magic array outside the city that dissolves ghosts, and the ghosts of the saints can't enter to reconnoitre, so we can only grope and investigate on our own after entering." The uncle spoke, "In this way, the number of people entering the city to fight will increase, but fortunately, we have collected a lot of magic items along the way, which are enough to distribute to you." ”

"Only us people went in, but what about the other warriors?" The commander asked.

"They don't have magic props, and there are hundreds of thousands of zombies gathered around Ghost City, and they can't rush through at all." When the uncle heard this, he said, "So they can only answer in the rear." ”

"With dozens of clergy and more than two hundred mid-to-high-level warriors, I feel very difficult to destroy the Necromancy." The commander said.

"We have Necronomicon magic tools to avoid zombie attacks, so we can fish in troubled waters and sneak attack without warning, and we have a good chance of winning." The uncle persuaded, "It's a perfect plan, isn't it?" ”

"That's true, at least we've had a smooth journey." The commander nodded when he heard this, and had to admit Father Dawn's words, although those zombies brought infinite power to the Necromancy, they also gave them a good cover, and they would never have thought that the zombies who passed them would be enemies with magic props in disguise.

Seeing that the commander and the captain-level warriors agreed with his idea, the uncle informed them of some precautions when entering Ghost City, such as trying not to let the necromancer bleed to death, and if he bleed, he would use his original corrosive potion to destroy the corpse and so on.

The uncle finally finished speaking for half an hour, and then distributed the exorcism elixir collected all the way to everyone present, and set a time for tomorrow's departure for them to prepare.

At night, in the small tent, Yang Se looked at the mage who was packing up his belongings, and couldn't help but be curious, "Are you going to the battlefield tomorrow?" ”

"How is it possible, sectarian strife, I don't show my face well." The mage shook his head when he heard this, and then said, "I'm going to leave here tonight, or I'll lose my life." ”

"Those warriors are going to hurt you?" Ask.

"The Scarlet Nun and the White Priest have recovered most of their injuries, but they are not on tomorrow's action list, and I think they will attack me tomorrow when you leave." The mage said.

"Really?" Hearing this, he frowned.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to snitch, I'm really running for my life." Seeing this, the mage said seriously, "They didn't deal with me before, I was afraid to cause you psychological discomfort, and tomorrow this trip you have passed, whether you come back or not, I don't matter." ”

"Because it's the last battle?" Tser nodded, "Pack up your things and I'll send you on your way." ”

"Thank you so much." The mage tied the package and took out a letter and handed it to Tuse, "The Necronomicon have not been involved in destroying the world, they have always lived in Bergkamp in a low-key manner, if you can, please don't embarrass them, and if you hold this letter, there is a good chance that you will lend you the Necronomicon to read." ”

"So that you have both of your goals accomplished."

"Your share doesn't seem to be ordinary in the Necromancy." Putting away the letter, he looked at the mage and asked.

"I am one of the elder's hundred disciples." Hearing this, the mage smiled bitterly, "The people who may not sell me, if they don't want to, then you can do whatever you want, anyway, I did my best." ”

"Well, it's better not to fight as much as possible." Teaser nodded.

In the dark night, he sent the mage out of the camp, and when he was halfway there, he saw bright spots suddenly lined up under the dark night sky, they were far apart, basically each of them was a hundred meters away, and one of them seemed to be flying off.

Seeing this, he reached out and pulled out a crossbow and aimed at the flying lamp in the sky, and then pulled the trigger.

The flying lantern burns and falls, and the mage is called to help him pick it up, and then he aims again in the air, waiting for the second flying lamp to come and go down again.

The mage who ran back was almost hit by the falling flames, and he glanced down and then stepped on the flames, handing the two flying lantern wrecks to the Sulse.

The wreckage took a look at the base, then at the other, and then tossed it aside.

"Are your men coming?" The mage asked.

"No, they just received the news, and they may not be able to catch up." "Let's go, it should be safe to send you here." ”

"Then be careful, the zombie lord of the Dead Corpse Sect is as powerful as the Demon God." The mage spoke, and soon disappeared into the night.

Looking at the vanishing mage figure, he began to peel off a tree, then carved a few lines of text, and then turned back to the camp, and when he reached the entrance of the camp, he paused.

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