The Brave Invincible fights the Barlow Flame Demon in the Void, while our protagonist Ann Yizhi is walking through the forest between Endymion~Fortress City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

- Of course, he is not the only one.

More than 200 resurrected corpses and the same number of souls that ordinary people could not see followed, which made the animals in the forest reach the eighth lifetime of blood mold, and on his path, one by one the animals that sensed the breath of death fled as if fleeing, and many birds did not even want their nests.

In fact, it is not the aroused necromancers that cause this phenomenon, strictly speaking, the corpses that have just died and are awakened are at best 'moving corpses', not to mention the undead, and it is the real necromancers who follow Ann Yizhi after that that really make these animals flee.

They are mostly made up of skeletons and zombies, with the occasional skew and wraith being seen.

On the map, Palendesius is actually on the parallel line between Endymion and the fortress city, and some small undead creatures who follow the breath of the living are wandering around in between, and they happen to be bumped into by An Yizhi, so they all use the order of the necromancer to co-opt, and after repeating it several times, coupled with the effect of the skeleton summoning technique, the number of undead legions soon exceeded 1,000. A handful of undead creatures with a slightly higher rank than Ann did not obey orders, but they were also torn to pieces by other undead creatures who obeyed orders in an instant.

He had been walking through the forest for about an hour, and considering that the duration of his awakening of the necromancer was just over two hours, he had to find the bandits' settlements in the remaining time, otherwise the number of troops he had raised would be drastically reduced.

The biggest advantage of the undead is that they don't need to rest and won't get tired, so the speed of the march is simply incredibly fast, but in the end, Ann, who was riding the Phantom Pony with his fingers, dragged his feet and had to stop to let the Phantom Pony take a breath.

"Master, I found the clue"

Hela, who was scouting in the sky, fell to his shoulder and said triumphantly:

"I saw a clearing with traces of cooking on a fire, and it was very large, so they must have been nearby"

"In which direction?"

"South Side"

Ann pointed out the map he had scavenged from the convoy and unfolded it, and the place Hela had said was relatively close to Endymion, about half an hour away.

After a moment's consideration, Ann pointed to beckon the Phantom Pony to hit the road.

"Let's go north"

"Why?"

Hela wondered.

"Little fool, if you were one of those robbers, would you light a fire around your house? Especially for large-scale cooking on fires, you must know that you are not the only one who can fly around in this world to scout."

When he came out of the fortress city, An pointed and saw a few griffons in the stable, not to mention whether the griffin knights of this world are used as the main combat power, but at least they are excellent for reconnaissance.

A group of robbers hiding in the deep mountains, of course, knew that they had to be vigilant against reconnaissance from the sky, and they had not been officially found until now, and the real hiding place was evidence, so An Yizhi guessed that the place where they lit the fire and cooked and the place where they lived were far away from each other.

Of course, there is still no way to discern the direction on this basis.

I don't know if you've heard of a word that is often used in Xianxia novels, karma.

Or cause and effect, similar to that, the killer will be saddled with the karma of the killed, so Grote and other ghosts can roughly sense the location of those robbers.

Turning over the horse, Ann took the lead and walked in the front.

Behind him, thousands of undead followed silently, they were not in the mood to ask where their destination was, they only thought about ......

- Killing.

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As An Yizhi guessed, the robbers really couldn't make a fire near their camp to cook, after all, it was still obvious from the sky, so they could only eat cold food and dry food when they were in the camp, and only after going out to loot could they have the opportunity to find a place far away from the camp to have a good meal of beating teeth.

Their camp....... if it is also called a camp in a place fenced with wood in a valley, there are about 500 people in the camp, and they are usually divided into three groups to take turns to go out to plunder, and the minimum group will be kept in their hometown to avoid being raided.

And today is more special, just did a big deal, the leader decided to let everyone rest for a day to drink and have fun in the camp.

"Bring it down and tie it up"

The leader threw Bakr to the ground, and soon two of his men tied him up with twine and stuffed him into a cage in the open air.

An Yizhi didn't pay attention at the time, and he didn't expect that the black-hearted businessman Buckle had escaped and not died, but his situation was not very good, and the whole person who was beaten was swollen, and it was estimated that people who were not familiar with him would not be able to recognize him.

Of course, the leader did not keep Bakr out of any kindness, and Bakr knew at a glance that he had some money in his hand, and he planned to keep it as a hostage in exchange for ransom.

This leader was the chief warrior of the former independent kingdom of Palundesius, and his duties were similar to those of a training instructor for all soldiers.

There is no position of general in Palundexiu, in fact, it is not needed, there are only more than 1,000 soldiers in the whole kingdom, which is still counting the number of patrols, which shows how small Palundexiu is.

The warrior's name is Alec, and he has shown a good talent for fighting since he was a child, and soon became the chief warrior of the kingdom with his unrivaled swordsmanship, although his duty is only to train soldiers, but his actual status is not low, and he is directly commanded by the king.

But Alec wasn't satisfied.

He felt that he was extremely talented, and that he would definitely become a strong man who would make the whole world tremble in the future, and he wanted to leave Palundesius, a place that was too narrow for him.

However, Palundecius pursued a policy similar to seclusion, and except for Princess Lalatina, who was released by the king with a blind eye, no second person has managed to leave Palundesius.

Alec, of course, couldn't, even if he was in a position of power.

But he was unwilling, he obviously had such a good talent, why did he have to die in such a small kingdom? But he is powerless to change all this, the king is tyrannical and dictatorial, no matter how good he usually speaks, as long as it involves the issue of 'opening the country', he will be merciless, and even the king's friends who grew up with him have lost their lives because of this, let alone the chief of the warriors.

So he can only suppress all this dissatisfaction in his heart.

Until one day, a mysterious man dressed in black and wearing a clown mask on his face arrives......

Everyone knows the rest of the story, the soldier took advantage of the chaos in the country and the army was leaderless, and pulled people who were willing to obey his orders to fall into the grass together.

But being a robber is not his desire, his desire has always been to become stronger, stronger than anyone else! However, allies from the Shadow Order have asked him to leave the grass for a while, so that they can help them deal with some of the things they don't want to meddle with. Of course, the rewards are also substantial.

Alec habitually patted the long sword at his waist, the sword was pitch black from the blade to the hilt, without any luster, in fact, the light was absorbed by the sword when it hit it.

It's a perfect-class weapon, and it's why Alec agreed to help the Shadows.

"Mr. Alec, happy to work with"

The mage in front of him said with an annoying smile.

Alec pouted covertly, he didn't like mages very much, it may be that he had a deflated relationship at the hands of mages, but he couldn't show it on the surface, after all, those 5 mages were from the Shadow Order, acting as a liaison between him and the Order.

"It's all up to the master, your spells are magical"

This compliment was not in good conscience, when they received the signal of the advance team to find the target, one of the warriors on the scene was very powerful, Alec thought that he was not an opponent, and fought for a few rounds and almost broke in his hands, if it were not for these mages who used magic to teleport that warrior to the void, Alec was likely to be cut down by the brave invincible.

Carefully place the pitch-black power stone on the cushion, this stone is very useful for the Order's plans, they need a lot of magic to achieve their plans, so these people collect items that can store a lot of magic power around the multiverse.

"Hasn't the Shadow Demon come back yet?"

The mage was stunned when he heard this, and reached out to press his temple to use the teleportation technique, trying to communicate with the Shadow Demon, but he was destined to not be able to connect to the Shadow Fiend, and at this time he had already rolled back to the Order's headquarters in Avis, and the teleportation technique could not do interdimensional communication.

"Perhaps, Shadow Fiend-sama has something to delay."

Shadow Demon has not been able to contact him several times in a row, but considering that with Shadow Demon's skills, there is almost no threat to him in this vicinity, and besides, Shadow Demon is also very good at running, and it is superfluous to worry about his safety.

But the mage always had a bad premonition, like a premonition of impending disaster.

This is one of the biggest differences between a mage from a wild road and a mage from a professional class, if you change it to a mage from the magic academy such as John, they must know that usually the mage's hunch is very accurate......

"Your Excellency!"

One of his men hurried into the room, horror written all over his face.

"There are a lot of necromancers out there, and there are a lot of them!"

"Necromancy? Aren't they all on the outermost periphery? ”

Alec looked at the mage, in fact, there was a large group of necromancers not far from the camp, but these necromancers were controlled by the mage in front of him, as the first line of defense to protect the camp.

"Could it be that my spell is invalid?"

The mage is also a little confused, it stands to reason that the necromancy control spell he set up is unlikely to fail, and he will replenish it every day.

"My lord! They're starting to siege! ”

Another subordinate ran in and brought very bad news.

There was only one wall made of wood on the perimeter of the camp, and the height was just over two meters, so that the thin defense could not stop the attack of the Necromantic Legion.

"Don't panic"

Master says:

"Go tell my companions and get them ready for battle, and I'll see who has moved my necromantic legion."

Spells that control the necromancy don't fail so easily, and since it's not a matter of spells, it's that another mage stepped in and seized control of the necromancy.

As a mage who is good at manipulating negative energy, he is not worried about not being able to take back control of the undead, and the items he has given him by the Order are useless.

The mage gathered a few of his companions, and several of them climbed the wooden tower with Alec, where they saw the silence of countless necromancers approaching, it was a silent pressure, and some of the soldiers defending the city couldn't help but put down their weapons and tried to escape, but they were quickly cut down by the Overseers, which saved some morale.

In the midst of the group of undead, they saw a guy with a noticeably different style of painting.

He was riding on a purple-black fur horse, surrounded by a black mist that could not be dissolved like ink, and a raven with red eyes and a razor-sharp gaze stood on his shoulder, holding a staff in his left hand and an ancient black book spread out in his right hand, the cover of which was decorated with white bones......

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a good person!