And before the good show is staged, Iglu still intimately looks back and advises, like a confident director, who needs to make sure that each of his actors has done enough preparation.

"Hold on to your sword!" he said to Qi Lang, "and that's your perfect weapon to restrain them." And your cowardly friend, who doesn't do much to help, but it's better than nothing, and even if he just slaps us in the face and acts as a cheerleader, at least it will make our fights more fun. ”

Gulf heard Ishukin's contempt for a moment, and his eyes widened in anger for a moment. But that was where his courage ended, for he noticed that as Iglo stepped forward, a dazzling silver light flashed on the dark throne, and the place where the silver light came from was the life-carved head of the snow wolf.

"Oh my God, can you give me another five minutes to prepare, you sudden ......" Gulf's cry was interrupted by a strange noise coming from the darkness.

"Boom, squeak!"

With a loud bang, a huge crack appeared in the stone wall behind the throne, and just as Gulf was about to jump behind Qi Lang with his head in his arms, the cracks were connected one by one, forming two huge stone doors, one left and one right slowly splitting inward.

"Get ready to fight, warriors, for I need your help in this gamble. Igro bared his sharp teeth, "You don't want me to die young, do you, my friend?"

Qi Lang patted Gulf on the shoulder, signaling him to keep up with the team, and he drew the sword of honor. Smiling and replying to Iglu, "I promise you." No one dies young. We're here, there's nothing stopping us, not those Credons, not your brothers!"

Gulf frantically snatched his bow and arrow from his back and whistled vigorously. So Shukin flew out of the darkness, and in a moment landed on Gulf's shoulder, and screamed at him.

"Schukin apologizes to you, Igru. Gulf explained it this way. The word sorry was also clearly written on his face, "She said that she shouldn't have made those inexplicable rumors public, but now that the big mistake has been made, she only hopes that you can forgive her and not blame the past." ”

Igru gracefully lifted his neck and let out a long, haughty howl.

"Uh...... Igru said...... The next is not an example. Qi Lang stubbornly explained to Gulf, but in fact, Schukin fully understood Iglu's threat, and what he really meant: "Hell, stinky bastard!"

Follow in Iglo's footsteps. Two warriors, along with a black crow with many mouths and tongues, broke into the inky darkness.

Of course, there are those nasty adversaries hidden in the darkness, and Iglu doesn't pick them out, though. But Qi Lang had already guessed the truth, and he also felt their presence - those zombie warriors!

There was a large open space in front of him, and the cliffs on both sides seemed to be leaning towers slanted into the ground, pressing so hard that the slightest tremor would cause those cliffs to fall down and bury all the intruders in the ground.

A white mist rose up, enveloping the surroundings with a faint trace of light.

On this pitch-black battlefield, the sound of messy footsteps came from all directions, kicking and kicking, it sounded like there were three or five thousand people, it was obviously a super large war group. And in the sound of the mad footsteps, there was also a violent wolf howl, far and near, as if it were thousands of kilometers away, and so close that it seemed to be close to the ear.

"Uh......h Woo......"

"What is he talking about, Iglu?" Qi Lang raised his sword vigilantly, jumped to Igru's side, lowered his voice and asked, "Your brother doesn't sound very happy, I guess he must not want to throw in the towel?"

Igru snorted and laughed, which sounded a little eerie to Gulf, but Qi Lang had a completely opposite opinion on this: "Have you ever seen me throw in the towel, my friend? He was doubling up the ante on me: if we couldn't finish the fight in half an hour, he would kill a hostage every three minutes, and the first one to bear the brunt was our number one target, Marcus. I have to say that it will be difficult if I completely abandon my instincts, as originally planned. ”

"But if you use your instincts, he'll be satisfied, right?" Qi Lang saw through his opponent's thoughts at once, "He must think that you will find your own joy in controlling the dead, and then you will be back in his side, right?"

Iglu nodded, but there was confidence in his eyes: "I know his intentions, but I have to say, his plot is about to fail, because I have already removed that knot in my heart - I don't mind what kind of scary means I use, even if it is an evil seed that the devil planted in my blood, I will not mind, because I know my direction, my path is exactly the same as yours, and I will go wherever you go." So, I accept his off-market bet!"

"Whew-"

An even louder howl rang out, sounding unusually proud, unusually confident. That's Igru's declaration of battle!

There they were, the blackened corpses!

They were dressed in bloody armor, some were expressionless, some had mutilated limbs, and some had even lost their heads, but what they held in their hands were cold, hard, real guys. Qi Lang recognized them at the first time, they should be the guards of those Wache towns, and some of the slaves who should have died in that uprising!

It is no wonder that Qi Lang and Marcus did not find any corpses in the town of Vache at that time, it turned out that they were all collected and formed an undead team with incredible combat effectiveness under the control of the snow wolf with infinite evil power. It must have taken a lot of thought for the snow wolf to build such a team, and it is estimated that his thin body may also have a lot to do with it.

"Come on, my friend. Igro cocked his hair and looked majestic, as if the scars on his body were completely absent, "You on the left, me on the right, see who is more efficient." We don't have time to be lazy, the second hand of the clock is ticking. ”

There was no need for Igrudo to say, Qi Lang had already rushed out, the sword of honor in his hand was raised high, and dazzling lights flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the dozen or so people in front of the corpse phalanx had already withered. Under the urging of the internal force, the light that the sword of honor flashed was the supreme artifact that cleared the evil law, Qi Lang was very sure of winning this gambling match with Iglu, half an hour, each dealing with about two thousand zombie warriors, it was not an impossible task!

But Iglu didn't hurry, and walked towards the dead corpses step by step, and with his steps, the zombie warriors fell one by one. It was indeed Igru's instinct, as no one had seen how Igru had made his moves, but the results were remarkable and exciting.

Just before the fog was about to clear, Qi Lang took the time to glance in the direction Iglu was heading. He seemed to see a trace of black qi diffusing from around Iglu's body, and he quietly approached those fierce zombies, and with the arrival of those black gases, another black qi that was originally attached to those zombies was pulled out, merged with the black qi emitted by Iglu, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

It seems that Iglo is not fighting the zombies, his enemies are only his unknown brother. They were evenly matched, and their talents completely canceled each other out, but the zombies suffered as if they had been drained of their souls, and they could no longer swing their weapons lifelessly.

It seemed to be a race to kill, as the zombies had barely formed any admirable fighting power, they were like a bunch of death row inmates hanging on the torture rack, just waiting for the executioners to turn their swords and slash their heads to the ground. But it was also very hard, because they were numerous, and they were not afraid of death.

Gurf was completely stupefied. Although Qi Lang had reminded him a few words in advance, he still didn't expect that he would encounter these headache-inducing monsters. He had the impression that the zombies might not be more feared than the devils, but they were too close in image, and they were almost invincible to his phantom arrows, and even if they shot out a hundred and ten holes all over their bodies, it still couldn't stop them from moving forward silently.

"I'm going to pee my pants, buddy!" Gulf didn't want to hold back, but honestly, he now found that even anything as simple as a slap in the face required amazing courage. "This grandson is a headless ghost, and this, he actually turned the left and right legs upside down. Seeing zombies, you won't dress up properly until you come out to be scary!" He shouted in panic, if it weren't for the stone gate behind him that had been closed, he would have chosen to retreat without hesitation.

In fact, Gulf was not too alarmed, because Qi Lang and Igro did a great job, they attacked with all their might, and there were almost no opponents left for Gurf, as long as he followed carefully, watched his feet, and did not trip over the piles of corpses, and when the battle was over, he could proudly show off to his brothers in the rear: "Envy, fearless Gulf has witnessed a battle that will only appear in hell!" (To be continued......