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After some time, Ron woke up faintly, he felt himself regain some consciousness, he opened his eyes, and he straightened up from the bed with a "wheel".

Ron was in a tent-like place, the tent was black, and even the light inside the tent had become dim, but this was not a problem for Ron, as a necromancer, he was born a night vision animal.

Ron quietly looked around the tent, the equipment in the tent was very rudimentary, except for the quilt on his body and the low table next to it, the whole tent was empty, oh...... It's just that there's still a glass of water on the table.

Ron reached out and gently grabbed the stand of the tent, and slowly stood up, at this time, his eyes froze, and he saw that the stand he touched, the texture, clearly came from the bone.

At this time, Ron looked up slightly, and just in time to see a hideous skull, the black hole of the skull with its hole in its eyes facing him, and its grinning mouth seemed to be mocking.

If ordinary people saw skeletons in such a place, they would be scared half to death, but Ron was different, he felt very kind when he saw skeletons.

Ron gently stroked the skull and looked around, wondering in his heart, "What kind of place is this?"

Just as Ron was puzzled, suddenly there was a commotion outside, followed by a loud bang, and the earth shook strongly.

"What's going on?" Ron startled, he almost couldn't stand on his feet.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted at once, and a figure hurried in.

The man was a young man in his mid-twenties, dressed in a black robe, with a skull embroidered on his chest, looking like a necromancer, and holding a white scepter of bones in his hand.

When the black-robed young man saw Ron, his eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Sailer, you are finally awake, come with me, the group leader is angry!"

"Sailor?" Ron's second monk was confused, wasn't his name Ron? Why did he change his name to Sailor?

"I ...... My name is Ron, not Thaler, who are you?" Ron said, eating.

"Ron?" the black-robed young man touched Ron's forehead and said with a smile, "Thaler, weren't you brainbroken by those guys?

"Ahh

Ron was taken aback, thinking to himself what was going on, and before he could ask, the black-robed young man was already urging, and there was no way, Ron had to walk out of the tent with the black-robed young man

Outside the tent, there was a mess everywhere, as if it had experienced countless battles, the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, and from time to time I saw one or two corpses dressed in black.

The black-robed young man took Ron's hand and walked around the ruined city walls, and it was then that Ron realized that the guy's name was Nissi.

"Nixi, where are you taking me? Also, what is this place?" Ron finally couldn't help but ask after being dragged away by the black-robed young man Nissi.

"Hey, it seems that you have indeed been beaten out of your head, and I will take you to meet the head of the regiment and reorganize our resistance, alas...... Truth be told, we don't have much resistance left...... I hope you'll still have some strength!" Nissi said to him hurriedly as she walked.

Ron didn't understand much, but he knew the general situation about himself.

I don't know why my soul is attached to a guy named Sailor, it just so happens that this guy is also a necromancer, it seems to be a high-level strength, that Nissi doesn't know what kind of strength it is, it seems, it's stronger than him.

Why is this happening, though?

Ron was puzzled.

Nissi dragged Ron all the way to the city, only to see a large dense crowd of skeletons standing on the top of the city - all skeleton mages, among those skeleton mages, there were more than a dozen black figures, seeing Nissi and Ron running by, their eyes swept over.

"Captain Little, I've brought Sailor here!" Nissi said as he walked up to the man named Captain Little, panting, "He just woke up!"

The head of the Little Regiment was a thin middle-aged man, with chestnut hair, a slightly pale face, and a gaze as resolute as an eagle

Little frowned when he saw Ron, "Saylor, you kid is finally here, I thought you were so scared that you peed your pants!"

One sentence made several other necromancers laugh as well.

"What, those bastards have already attacked?" asked Nissi, startled, looking around.

"It should be soon, I received bad news from the front!" "Commander Little frowned, he glanced at Ron, "But Saylor, if it's a little later, I don't think you will use it!"

"I'm sorry!" Ron's mouth moved for a long time, and finally he said a word, he knew that these people were waiting for him.

"Oh?" Little was a little surprised, he looked Ron up and down carefully, but didn't see anything wrong, nodded, "Get ready to fight!"

"Yes!" replied Nissi and Ron in unison.

Yellow fireballs streaked through the air, the trail of the magic cannon in the air, and the sound of killing in the distance shook the sky, and the slightest smell of blood wafted in the air.

This is a battlefield! A battlefield that treats human life like a mustard!

Only then did Ron know that those necromancers were actually part of a powerful necromancer group, and the entire mage group was composed of necromancers, and Little was the leader of this mage group, and his strength was the necromancer archmage.

This necromancer regiment has been fighting on the front line, due to the tragedy of the war, after several major battles, the mage regiment has been disabled, and there are only more than twenty necromancers left of more than a hundred people, including Ron, who are already the last strength of the entire mage regiment.

They had been ordered to rest in the city and be on standby, but now that the battle situation was critical, the necromancer regiment, which had already been honored as a hero, was sent out again.

"Watch out, they're rushing up!" Nissi exclaimed, pointing downward.

Ron looked in the direction Nissi was pointing, only to see that not far from their feet, a large number of swordsmen and paladins in white armor suddenly appeared, they were dressed in heavy armor, the white armor was tattered and stained with blood, and it looked like they had experienced more than one battle.

These people were hundreds of meters away from them, and before they arrived, a fierce murderous aura had already rushed towards them, and they roared angrily, raising the weapons in their hands, their sharp swords shining in the scorching sun.

At this time, Ron's eyes froze instantly, because he saw the familiar sign on the shield of a person in front of him.

It was a cross, and on the cross, an angel with wings ready to fly was inscribed.

"Holy See!"

Ron's hot blood surged up on his face at once, and in an instant, his heart was surging with murderous intent!

That's right, they're the Holy See, Ron's sworn enemies.

The enemy attacked, Little frowned, compared to the others, he was much calmer as the regiment commander, I saw that he took out a fiery red bone staff out of nowhere, glanced around at the rest of the people, his eyes flashed a trace of sadness, he took a deep breath, and said loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, I have the unfortunate news that when the enemy arrives, it means that the front line has fallen, and behind us ...... It's the last bastion of our Scourge Church, the Dark City, hehe, you say...... Can we let these guys rush into the city?"

"No!

More than twenty necromancers roared loudly, their emaciated bodies wielding bone staffs, and Nissi's eyes were already blood-red, because his brother, a handsome death knight, had died on the front lines, and he was full of hatred for the Holy See.

Ron stood dumbfounded, his mouth wide open, his mind blank, he knew then that he was now on the battlefield of the Scourge Church 100,000 years ago, possessed by a small necromancer, and behind them was the main city of the Scourge Church on the Omros continent 100,000 years ago - the Dark City, and now it was in its final moments.

What the hell is going on?

Little glanced at the few remaining subordinates, nodded lightly, and a smile appeared on his face, "Although the Church of the Scourge has suffered such a calamity, we can never give up hope, as far as I know, Grand Elder Mesto has activated the Spirit Gathering Array left by the Lich King in the Dark City, and poured all his power into the young master, Sarimus, who is a genius, and his strength has reached the high level of the Holy Domain at a young age, and now he wants to advance to the realm of the Divine Domain...... As long as there is a Necromantic God and Magister in the Church of the Plague, the dilemma we face will be reversed......"

"Necromancer Magister!"

Little's words stirred up everyone's fighting spirit, and even Ron's blood boiled.

"Master Little, what should we do?" a necromancer shouted.

"It's very simple!Grand Elder Mesto has already ordered to defend the Undercity and buy time for the young lord of Sarimus......" Little looked around and raised his voice suddenly, "Maybe we will all die, maybe we will never see our relatives again, but I, Little, will not allow it...... Anyone take a step back!"

As he spoke, Little's face was filled with murder.

"Kill those dog monggrels!"

"Defend the Undercity to the death!"

All the necromancers roared in unison, their eyes turning red, hatred gnawing at their hearts, almost all of them had loved ones who died at the hands of the Holy See.

Little pointed in front of the bone staff, "Go, let these scum of the Holy See taste the power of our necromancer, our necromancer, as the strongest profession of the Church of the Scourge, is by no means a dry meal, even if he dies, he will fight until the last moment!"

"Little's necromancer regiment obeys orders!For the glory of the Church of the Scourge...... Attack!"

As soon as Little gave the order, all the necromancers immediately attacked.

The sound of killing shook the heavens and the earth, and countless skeleton warriors, skeleton warriors, and skeleton magicians scrambled out from the ground, their hands holding rudimentary weapons, and their black hole eyes flashed with a faint green light.

By this time, the Holy See troops had rushed to the front and engaged the skeleton warriors who were in front of them.

The necromancers in the back were not idle, and countless bone spears, bone spurs, death entanglements and other undead magic blasted towards their enemies one after another, starting a thrilling bloody battle.

The final battle of the Undercity has finally begun.  

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