"Boom...... Prosperous...... Long ......"

Millions of crypt spiders roared into the city, forming a torrent of steel that sent tremors down the Forgotten City.

"This is the Forgotten City!"

Standing high above the city walls, Ron, quietly overlooking the devastated city after a series of battles, his heart was filled with emotion, and he was back again, unlike last time, this time as a conqueror in the Forgotten City.

Ron could even see through the thick walls of the city's inhabitants, their faces filled with unease and fear, especially the orcs in the city.

Although Long retreated, the more than 100,000 orc armies he brought with him who could fight well remained, as well as the hundreds of thousands of orc inhabitants of the Forgotten City, some of whom had lived since the Frostwolf Legion occupied the Forgotten City, and some of them had even multiplied for generations, but what to do with these orc inhabitants was a headache for Ron.

Kill it, provoke a powerful enemy for no reason, many of them are members of the Frostwolf Legion, keep it, it's useless and a waste of food, one of these five big and three thick guys has more food than seven undead.

In the end, Ron banished them from the city, and he didn't care if these guys lived or died after they left the city.

......

The bloody atmosphere in the streets of the Forgotten City after the fierce battle has not yet dissipated, but the corpses on the ground have been cleaned up, and it is not too difficult for these undead who deal with corpses all day long to clean up the corpses of a city.

The town hall built by the orcs in the center of the Forgotten City has been demolished and replaced by the Hall of the Dead, a landmark of the undead, a huge rotunda where Ron, Rose, Char, Cronia, Alice, and the newly joined wise man, Mr. Zlio, are also seated, and they have to face the problem of how to control the entire Hokan District by taking the Forgotten City.

Kronia knows everything about the Hokan District, she is the leader of the Shadow Thieves Regiment, has an all-pervasive intelligence agency, and even the Forgotten City under the control of the orcs has her meticulous work, at this moment, as the owner of the Forgotten City, she stands in front of a large map spread out and talks eloquently, Ron and the others can listen attentively.

“...... So...... We must further expand our power with the Forgotten City as a center...... As for the scattered bandits around, we have to send someone to persuade them to surrender, of course, those who don't know each other will be killed directly......" Cronia waved her hand and made a "kill" gesture, Ron nodded secretly when she heard it, smiled slightly, and gestured for her to continue.

Encouraged by the Lich King Ron, Cronia was shocked and continued to point to the map, "In addition to the numerous bandits of thieves in the Hokan District, there are also a large number of Divine Beasts, which are distributed here...... Over here...... Here......" Cronia pointed to several places, and Ron saw that what Cronia was referring to was basically a place of death that was inaccessible to people, and it was not surprising that there were strange beasts to survive.

"Are there any god-level beasts?" Ron asked.

"Yes!" Cronia hesitated, "But there is no exact news on the exact location, after all, no one dares to enter the territory of god-level beasts, and everyone who enters is dead......"

"Although the information is not accurate, you can probably know that it is here...... And here......" Cronia said, pointing to the top of the map.

"Two god-level beasts!" Ron took a deep breath, god-level beasts all lived alone, and Kronia pointed to two places, which meant that it was two.

"Fortunately, there are not many ......"

Ron scratched his head and looked at Rose the Spider Queen, "One person and one head?"

"No problem!"

Rose smiled and agreed, "I need several demigod-level necromancers, dozens of frost dragons, hundreds of great corpse witches, thousands of sanctuary-level necromancers, and death knights...... Catapult ...... Skeleton Icon......"

Rose opened a series of large orders in one go, and Ron opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded.

"Stop...... Stop...... Stop ......"

Ron finally couldn't listen anymore, and frowned, "Aren't you just going to kill a god-level beast?

Rose glanced at him and spread her hands, "Do you think god-level alien beasts are so easy to hunt, and I'm not like you necromancers, who summon a lot of undead creatures with a spell, I can't just take the spider army with me, they can't hold out for a round in front of the god-level power, and without the cooperation of powerful troops, the crypt spider will only be sent to death!"

"That can't be ...... In this way, the entire Forgotten City's troops are basically empty......" Ron smiled embarrassedly, "Besides, I don't have so many troops to allocate to you!"

"Just have Sombra...... Isn't that what we're going to do to capture the Forgotten City?" Rose smiled and said, "Immediately start building the undead building, troops, equipment, money and food, how much ...... will be needed"

"Sombra?"

Ron thought for a moment, and before he could answer, he heard the door of the Hall of the Dead slammed open, and White stumbled in, his face horribly pale.

"Lord Lich King...... No...... Oh no...... I just found the Sombra warehouse...... Found...... Not even a single Sombra coin is gone......"

"What?"

Everyone in the hall stood up in a gaffe.

"Not a single Sombra coin?"

"Damn orcs!"

Cronia was the first to understand, and scolded in a low voice.

It turned out that when the Battle of the Forgotten City was about to start, Long had already transported all the Sombra coins from the Forgotten City, leaving Ron with an empty city.

From Long's point of view, such a move is not surprising, but it is not good for Ron, although the black crystal mine is still there, some plans have to be put on hold for the time being.

"That's it!" Ron said helplessly, "Let's build the Ghost Mine first, and then move on to the next step when we mine enough Dark Crystal!"

......

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Undead Plane, lies the southern Torata district, which is known as the Plague Lands.

Endless low-lying swamps and a network of criss-crossing water divide the entire area, forming a fragmented swampy plain.

On this endless swampy plain, crowded with hundreds of thousands of troops, the two sides were facing off nervously, and countless magical lights emanating from each other rose and fell.

"Whew-" There was a sound.

A cyan battle flag in the army of one side flew in the wind, this battle flag was embroidered with a huge skeleton, the strange thing is that the back of this skeleton actually opened two huge bone wings, the breeze blew, this skeleton battle flag seemed to be alive, more and more hideous.

This is the skeletal banner of the Plague Legion, and the commander of this army of the undead is a tall, slender young undead warrior who wears simple, sturdy light armor and appears extremely shrewd and capable, despite sacrificing some of his defenses, but gaining greater speed.

The young undead warrior was staring coldly ahead, his face solemn, the cold murderous intent condensing in his eyes, judging from the broken warrior armor and the blood stains on his body, he had already experienced a series of battles.

Gibin, the seventh son of the Dreadlord Saruman, is even stronger than Ron had seen when he first saw him, having reached the level of a demigod, and was appointed by Saruman as the commander of this legion.

Behind him, there is a huge and wide river that meanders, the water in this river is not ordinary water, it is turquoise, contains strong poison, "tolata" means "poisonous" in the ancient language of the dead, this huge river is the famous river in the Tolata district - the poisoned water river.

There is no grass on both sides of the Poison Water River, and there is a trace of decay.

Opposite the Plague Legion is an army of the undead, whose banner is the blood-colored skull banner of the fearsome Scourge Legion 100,000 years ago.

The commander of the Scourge was a young female death knight, her name was Adele, her black and shiny curls were scattered behind her head, and her heavy armor tightly wrapped around her graceful body, and at this moment she was riding on the back of a huge death horse, the four hooves of the death horse were burning with blue flames.

In the spring of that year, the Scourge Legion suddenly launched a war and led millions of troops south, vowing to destroy the Plague Legion and unify the entire Undead Main Plane.

Adele's Royal Guard Thirteenth Knights and the Plague Legion Jibin met in the Frozen Valley, a big battle broke out between the two sides, and the hastily faced Plague Legion Jibin was defeated and defeated by the Thirteenth Knights led by Adele, and then the embarrassed and angry Jibin Department launched several more battles, but they were all easily defeated by the experienced and powerful Adele, and achieved one brilliant victory after another, and finally the Jibin Department was defeated and retreated to the Poison Water River, and Adele firmly surrounded them.

With the victory in hand, the corners of Adele's mouth turned up at this moment, revealing a relaxed smile.

"Gibbing...... Surrender, you're surrounded......" Adele spoke slowly, a contemptuous smile on her face.

"Hahaha......"

Upon hearing this, Gibbin laughed wildly, and then he said coldly, "Don't dream, Adele, the plague legion only has the undead who died in battle, and the undead who have never surrendered, even if I, Gibin, want to surrender, I will not surrender to you lackeys of the Holy Angel Legion......"

"Right...... The lackeys of the Holy Angel Legion ......"

"Die, traitor of the undead......"

"Phew, you are a disgrace to the undead......"

As soon as these words came out, the undead of the Plague Legion shouted and cursed, and their eyes were full of hatred as they looked at the Scourge legionnaires on the other side.

Amid the insults, the undead soldiers of the Scourge Legion began to stir, and all the undead looked at their commander with suspicion, and uneasy feelings spread through the army.

This is the death hole of the "Scourge Legion", and it is also the legitimacy of many undead who question Fismarck as the heir of the Scourge Legion, the war between the Scourge Legion and the Holy Angel Legion 100,000 years ago shook the entire main plane world, with countless casualties on both sides, and almost all races were involved, and the current "Cataclysm Legion" is so good that it is like wearing the same pants as the Holy Angel Legion, and it is almost an alliance, which cannot help but make people doubt the cattiness.

Even among the Scourge Legion, the voices of questioning Fismarck never stopped, and some undead even suspected that he was a spy sent by the Holy Angel Legion.

Adele's expression changed, the words "lackeys of the Holy Angel Legion" pierced her heart deeply, once upon a time, she was also one of the death knights who doubted the qualifications of the heir of his majesty to Fismarck, but since she was appreciated by Vismarck and promoted her to be the head of the thirteenth Death Knight Order of the Royal Guard, commanding more than a million undead, she has never thought about this question again.

However, this does not mean that Adele is not confused.

Adele took a deep breath and said loudly, "Jibin, since you suspect His Majesty the God Emperor, then I will catch you and send you to His Majesty, you can go and tell him in person......"

"Kill!"

At this moment, without warning, Adele raised the long sword in his hand and let out a snort, and immediately after, the Thirteenth Death Knights began to charge.

"Boom...... Prosperous...... Long ......"

The shouts of killing all over the mountains came from far and near, and the mighty cavalry regiment began to charge, and the heavily armored death knights were not afraid of the oncoming rain of arrows, and the death horses that straddled raised their hooves, and splashed on the swamp.

Adele knew in her heart that now was not the time to talk about this problem, this question originated from 100,000 years ago, and it was simply a nonsense, but now both sides of the war are undead, and once this issue is discussed, it will greatly affect the morale of the army and the fighting spirit of the soldiers.

Adele was born in the Royal Military Academy of the Scourge Legion, and joined the military as soon as she graduated, starting from the lowest level of commanders, and rose step by step to the head of the 13th Knights, with incomparably rich combat experience, she knew that the most correct move now was not words, but weapons, so as soon as she made a move, she blocked Gibbin's next speech.

"Lord Gibin, what should I do?"

Faced with the undead pouring all over the mountains, the undead soldiers of the Plague Legion were already frightened, and an undead soldier whispered in Jibin's ear, his voice trembling slightly.

Gibbin stared at Adele not far away, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, he hated this woman, he was defeated again and again by the superior command skills of the opponent, and the prestige and dignity he had worked so hard to build up over the years were exhausted in the face of these defeats.

"Pass the order, break through immediately!"

Jibin quickly recognized the reality, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and said coldly.