The excavation site is actually a very large area. There are various buildings such as camps, dormitories, cells, warehouses, etc., and the center of them is a castle. This was not a small castle built by an ordinary small lord, but a large building on the scale of a fortress, large enough to house thousands of soldiers. No one knows why the gang of people in the Church built such a large castle inside, but the entrance to the excavation site was also built according to the standards of a large fortress. It is a waste of manpower and financial resources to put a double defense in such a place where there is no special strategic location.

The castle sits on the edge of an excavation site for ancient relics. The location is very good, and if you stand on the top tower of the castle, you can see the progress of the excavation at a glance. If there is any regret about the defense of this castle, it is that the moat was not dug.

It was late at night, and the castle was silent, and almost everyone fell asleep. But at the gates of the castle there were five or six soldiers on duty here.

They did not meticulously carry out their responsibilities, but gathered together in a very casual manner. In fact, this is also normal, because there is no need to be on duty at all. The prisoners in charge of the excavation have already escaped from the last riot/riot escape, and new prisoners have not yet arrived. In fact, there are no guards here, so what's the point of standing guard and doing duty? But the situation is a bit peculiar at the moment, because the last time the prisoners fled, the upper echelons were furious, and they repeatedly stressed the need to clean up discipline and strengthen the guards. The bottom line is that even if it's pointless, they'll have to stand guard here.

As grassroots personnel, these unlucky soldiers can only stand guard here meaninglessly. Of course, as mentioned before, this group of soldiers did not stand at the door with their chests straight, but gathered together to chat and complain.

“...... Koenig is gone!"

"I left early, and I took half of the Holy Knights with me...... I heard that he had made a deal with Shem's side. ”

"He wants to be the new archbishop, he's crazy!"

The soldiers discussed the names of the top leaders of the excavation site in a tone that was not in the least respectful. A large part of this is due to the fact that they are not descendants of the Church, but have been sent to the excavation site in order to fulfill their religious obligations. I can also think of the fact that people who are sent to a place far from their hometown, where the management is strict, and at the same time there is no special oil and water, are basically the frustrated people of domestic politics/struggle. Being sent to the excavation site is, in a sense, only slightly better than exile.

And after staying in this cursed place for so long, it's not surprising that you have lost your reverence for God, the church, or whatever. Moreover, although the Church of the True God has achieved a dominant position in the faith, it is a reverence for God. For a certain individual high priest, people don't have that kind of piety. The recent destruction of Oren by the Greenskins has also dealt a great blow to the reputation of the church.

Even the gods are beginning to resent the corruption and chaos within the church. Otherwise, how could Oron, who has the status of a "holy city", be inexplicably captured by a green-skinned army? You must know that the greenskins of the Iron Claw Mountains have never caused any major damage in hundreds of years.

"He's probably not coming back. Someone muttered in reply. "I don't know who the next person in charge of the road will be. ”

"It's better not to be in charge!" grumbled one of his companions. "As soon as their lips touched, we had to stay up all night and stand guard! ”

He is telling the truth. It was the height of summer, and the weather in the south was hot and stuffy, and even if it was already night, wearing armor made people sweat constantly. It would be nice if I could take off my armor at this time, lie down on the bed, and sleep beautifully. But they're going to stand guard here.

If they were really in a border fortress at this time, even if there were no prisoners, this task of standing guard would be justified. But they were in the center of the excavation site, at the gate of a castle where it was impossible for foreign enemies to invade.

"Haven't the shift changers come yet?" someone asked casually.

"It's early. One of his companions replied. "Oh, I want to...... Hey, did you hear anything?"

"You're too allergic!" said the one standing at the outermost point, looking up into the distance. Although the stars and moon are shining tonight, the human field of vision will not exceed the range of a hundred steps. "There's no way there's anyone in this place. Except for us. ”

"There was a rustle. Another person corrected. "But maybe it's a rat or a rabbit or something. ”

They immediately stopped paying attention to this little accident and began to gossip and complain. The conversation was focused on the city of Oren and Koenig. After a little more discussion, they finally began to feel that something was wrong.

The rustling sound that they thought was caused by rats and rabbits just now became clearer. The sound was slight, but it seemed to come from all directions.

Through the moonlight, they saw a group of blurred figures.

"Who is it?" asked a soldier with his spear raised.

There was no answer from the other side, and the soldiers stood together vigilantly. They exchanged glances, and the two soldiers left their companions and began to greet the strangers. In the middle of the night, there should be no strangers here...... But if something happens at the entrance, there are no warning signs.

The remaining soldiers clenched their weapons in confusion. More figures appeared. The number of this group of mystery visitors seems to be very large, it seems to be in the hundreds, and there are more and more. These strangers don't move fast and seem to be faltering from exhaustion. This was even more puzzling, and a wave of uneasiness crept over the hearts of the soldiers.

Then they heard a creepy scream from the two companions who met them. One stood stunned, the other turned around, dropped his weapon, and ran back to them howling.

"Zombies!" the man let out a nervous cries, making it impossible to understand what he was talking about for a moment. He didn't even stop at his companion's side, but fled towards the castle, screaming through the night sky.

However, they immediately knew what they were doing, and their companions just now were frightened like this. More staggering figures appeared, far more than they had estimated, at least in the thousands. A gust of wind blew, blowing a stench of rotting flesh towards them. Now they could see who they were! They weren't human at all! These staggering figures were a bunch of people who had long since died, a bunch of zombies!

The bodies of these dead were covered in corpse spots, and their bodies were in tatters from their own decay. Their skin was peeling off and hanging from their limbs, exposing their withered muscles, their still hearts, and their dry blood vessels. The soldier had a nervous breakdown just now because of the horrific scene.

At this point, the zombies had approached the remaining soldier who had not fled. He bravely raised the halberd in his hand and stabbed it at the nearest one in front of him. The halberd pierced the zombie's body, but it didn't stop the undead from moving. The zombie continued to writhe and grabbed the halberd that had pierced it. Before the soldier realizes that he should abandon his weapon and flee, another zombie grabs him and pushes him to the ground. Then, more zombies surged up and drowned the unfortunate man in a waddling torrent. There was only one scream telling what was happening.

"Go back, close the gates!" After wasting a short time in panic, the remaining soldiers finally remembered the only right option. The zombies in front of you are constantly coming, and the difference in numbers is so great that even the most well-trained and strongest warriors will be finally defeated by the hordes of zombies.

If they had made it back in time, there would have been a glimmer of chance. Unfortunately, this castle is not in the habit of closing its doors in the first place - unlike ordinary castles, it is a place of hard labor, there are no enemies outside (so the existence of this castle itself is also incredible), and if the castle is closed too often, it will only lead to unresponsiveness to prisoners, so the castle gate is always open, and it is rarely closed. At this moment, the room that controls the opening and closing of the city gate is actually locked!

Zombies began to storm the castle. The few soldiers on duty gave up their futile efforts to close the gates and ran inward. Loud warnings as you run.

But it was too late, and when the defenders rushed into the castle square in disheveled armor, they saw not hundreds or thousands of zombies, but tens of thousands. And there are more zombies coming in.

"Isn't that going too far?" Above the sky, out of human view, Ashruphat watched the battle in the castle on a magically shaped wyvern. Although the zombies are slow and mentally retarded, they are no match for humans in one-on-one situations, but this battle is no longer in suspense. The zombies dragged their rotting bodies numb and staggered, perhaps propelled by the resentment of their own unjust deaths, and even after being shattered, their stumps would still wriggle and move slowly. None of those who were knocked down by zombies were spared.

"Master, you should not pity them, this is their own sin. In her head, Carrie replied. "Although it is because of the church that so many people have been killed, it is they who are the executors. In any case, they have their own inescapable responsibility for this evil act. ”

Ashrufat was silent. Even though he relied on the strength of the two dimensional stones, he couldn't believe that he could summon so many zombies. There were so many people dying at the excavation site that he easily drove an army of zombies totaling tens of thousands. But, in a sense, it was the church itself that caused this outcome.

"However, in a month or two, the dark magic energy on the zombies will be depleted. In her mind, Carrie continued. "You have to seize the time and conquer Via and Istria in that time. Then the whole of Sivania is at your disposal. ”

"What happens after that?" asked Ashrufat.

"After that, don't worry, you've unleashed so much dark magic energy that you've caught the attention of those dark mages. You don't need to go to them, they will come to you. They need more knowledge and power, and you are the only one in the world who can give them that. ”

"With the help of the Dark Mages, you can quickly expand the number of your elite troops. Carrie continued with great interest. "You can dispose of more necrols...... Oh, and you can summon those ghouls to join your army!"

"I ......" Eshuruphat actually wanted to say, his level of black magic was a bit unqualified. This is because he has not been interested in this aspect all along. But then he thought that Carrie must have the full knowledge of this.

"I ...... Is it really good enough to be a ruler?" he asked. He never commanded anyone other than on the battlefield.