Chapter 0232: The Battle of the Eternal Night 1

Compared to the distracted butcher, the necromancer Prataya guarding his side is much simpler. If you can successfully complete this defense mission, you will probably be able to enter the inner circle of this emerging force! Just washing away the shackles of the undead world for free is worth the risk, not to mention the possibility of gaining the favor of the true owner, which is the most valuable thing than merit.

Other indigenous undead may not have experienced it when they came late, but Plataya clearly knew that the core of this cemetery's power was actually controlled by a group of inconspicuous low-level undead. A spellcaster who is up to level 14 is subservient to a skeleton who has just stepped into the ranks of the high ranks. Why? It's not because these low-level undead are contract creatures created by the human master behind the shadows.

He didn't show some hard-working posture, and only relied on the hard work of running around in the sleeping place, at most he was in the forefront of the undead natives, but he couldn't enter the circle of trust of the owner of the cemetery. And that circle is the most important, even if it is worth it for him to fight with his life once, after all, his own strength gives him the opportunity to fight, and those guys who have worked hard are not even qualified to fight.

As a result, the necromancer Plataya has more ambition and impulse to fight the enemy than the Acting City Lord Butcher. What's more, he was also granted the power of fate sustenance (Soul Palace), which is a life-saving means comparable to the Lich's life box, if he doesn't dare to fight hard, then he only deserves to continue to sink in that rotten world.

When all the nodes on the outskirts of Eternal Night City were slaughtered by the enemy one by one, the butcher had completely lost his perception of the outside. But he didn't have to wait long before the enemy came.

The mysterious powerhouse chose a frontal force, and it was an unstoppable force that went straight through the central area of the dark canopy. The moment he stepped on a 30-meter-long, 20-meter-long, black-black bone dragon entered the dark sky, he lost his previous elegance and completely presented himself within the detection range of the Mage Tower of Eternal Night City.

Although his body surface did not have a noticeable shield aura to shine, he was able to use the strength of his body to distort the elemental fluctuations around him, making some elemental-based detection spells invalid or reaching wrong conclusions. Without special means, even if the old man stands motionless and lets you do what you do, you will not get the answer you want.

As soon as the old man stepped into the dark canopy, the butcher had already locked on to him with the help of the mage's tower, and began to call for his distant master. The strange thing is that Li Xun did not project his consciousness as usual, but simply explained a few things that the butcher needed to pay attention to through the soul connection, and secretly arranged some means, and then decisively broke off all the soul connections with Eternal Night City.

From now on, the Butcher will be solely responsible for what happens on the battlefield of Eternal Night City.

The butcher touched the location of the Hearthstone on his chest again, and a fierce aura that had never been seen before burst out, with the help of the amplification of the mage tower, mixed with the boundless death qi that permeated the sea of bones, a smiling skull that almost covered the entire city was condensed in the sky above Eternal Night City, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Entering the mysterious and unpredictable pitch-black sky, the mysterious old man frowned, and many of his connections with the outside world were sharply weakened, and this interference continued to increase as he went deeper. Due to the existence of the flying servants, he avoided possible obstacles in the way, and the dense skeletons and zombies under his feet raised their heads to the sky, and the soul fire in the hollow eye sockets of his head was abnormally burning, tightly locking on the enemies in the air.

Standing on the back of the bone dragon, as far as the eye can see, there is almost no ground visible within a few miles around, only a sea of light points. Every point of light in the ocean means the existence of an undead creature, a sea of soul fire composed of undead spirits, such a grand scene may only have appeared at the moment when he had just taken the capital of the undead, but now he witnessed it again in a remote area of the Duchy of Novis, and the shock in the old man's heart was beyond words.

But before he could sigh, the heart in his chest, which had been dead for a long time, almost beat with fright.

What is it...... The capital of the dead?

The massive body of the Bone Dragon, which was stronger than steel, rose and fell slightly, and only the gaps between the wings of the skeleton were filled with gray death aura, and with a powerful and powerful beat, the heavy body of the dragon floated forward with a strong and powerful beat. The rippling fog of war reluctantly broke through in front of him, and a strange city of the dead appeared not far ahead, a city of the undead made of pure white bones. A true capital of the dead.

The mysterious old man's eyes narrowed into a line, and the horror in his heart had left him speechless.

The Capital of the Dead!

Even if the five undead lich of the Council of the Undead joined forces to launch the undead disaster in the former king capital of the Moroorhead Kingdom, it was only possible to fill the area with nearly a million undead creatures, and forcibly defile the land with the power of magic to form the most favorable living environment for the undead, which created the so-called "City of the Undead".

But compared with the undead city in front of you, the "City of the Undead" belongs to the transformation and transformation of the day after tomorrow, even if the undead lich has put a lot of effort into building and operating, the residual human trace style can still be seen everywhere. And the undead city in front of him, most of the city that has been revealed from the current situation is a complete undead creation.

Beneath your feet is a completely white bone earth, a towering white bone wall on the periphery of the city. With the strong perception of the mysterious old man, he could clearly see the dense skulls and claws on the white bone city wall. Any besieger who wants to climb up the city will probably have to spend a lot of effort to get rid of this endless entanglement.

There was a faint flicker at the top of the wall, like rows of undead ballistas that had never been seen before. It's called the undead ballista, because this thing that imitates the human ballista is full of undead style, built taller and stronger, and the ballista body gives people a sense of flexibility of a living creature, could it be another kind of undead construct?

At intervals between the city walls, there were small towers of tall stone towers, and there were many figures inside, and the gathering of dark elements was very obvious, and they turned out to be a large group of spellcasters.

The bony dragon at the feet of the mysterious old man flapped its leaky wingspan and hovered in mid-air. For this strange undead city, even with the strength of the mysterious old man, it is necessary to be properly vigilant. The strength that the other party is showing so far is only shaking him, and it is not to the point of fear. Because this city doesn't seem to have a strong person with the same strength as him, he can only achieve a moderate retreat defense, but he doesn't dare to stretch his hands and feet out of the protection range of the mage tower.

As far as the eye can see, some details of the city of the dead are already vivid. But soon, somewhere in the center of the city, a mysterious place gushed out countless gray air currents, and under the traction of the mage tower, the entire city of the undead was obscured. This gray air flow was strangely tight, and the first time it sensed exactly the same as the death breath impregnated by the undead, but it could differentiate and absorb the spiritual power threads that he had probed, so that he could no longer perceive the qi qi inside it.

Hmph, it's all a means of hiding the head and shrinking the tail!

A truly strong person naturally has his own personality and demeanor, and he will never lose his face in front of insiders of the same class. Could it be that this is an undead outpost with no strong men in charge.

Unexpectedly, the Undead Council's development of the undead plane has just suffered the biggest setback, but it has seen the cannon fodder sent by the kings of the undead plane in the main material plane, what a flipping plot this is! It's even more bloody than the most bloody popular knight novels.

But this ghost hand must be cut off. The Undead Monarchs can come to Klein, but they must be under the control of the Council of the Dead, otherwise the Lich will be introducing competitors to themselves. It is better to put this world back in the hands of those ungrateful mages, and to lie dormant for a hundred years again to find opportunities again, rather than reverse the priorities and pull yourself down from the master to the rank of slave.

This is the common will of all the lichs in the Council of the Dead.

The elemental fluctuations around the mysterious old man's body gradually became obvious, and he was no longer seen chanting spells and gesticulating, and a large spell was almost completed. He also saw the strange skull above the city of the undead, but it was just some illusions, and it couldn't fool him.

They are all undead, and some dark spells have limited effects, so the old man chose the fire magic "Meteor Burst", which the undead are more afraid of. With the completion of the incantation silently recited in his heart, four fire meteors as big as millstones were quickly generated, and under the guidance of the old man, they went straight to the crooked and twisted gate of the city of the undead.

The high-temperature scorching flame attached to the fire meteor directly ignited the fog of war that passed along the way, drawing a series of ballistic paths in the air that distorted light and shadow. The four undead battle forts closest to the city gate resounded continuously, and more than a dozen black rays slammed into the fire meteor, detonating two of them in the air, but the remaining two had already burst at the rudimentary black gate, quickly drowning it in a sea of fire.

The two detonated in the air were also sparks scattered, and lava fragments flew one after another, causing a lot of damage to the sea of the undead that was congested below. Visible to the naked eye, there were a few obvious missing pieces in the Sea of Soul Fire, but they were quickly filled in by the undead who moved over.

The fire meteor that burst on the gate shook the fence and the iron gate crumbled, but it never fell, and the magic flames that continued to burn on it were also swallowed up by the massive amount of dead gas in a short time.

It didn't seem to be an ordinary steel fence gate, it should be a special metal that he had never seen before, and it actually resisted the direct bombardment of level 9 spells and the scorching of magic flames. The old man's slightly narrowed eyes flashed, the undead city in front of him was not as easy to deal with as it seemed on the surface, and even a tattered iron gate was full of all kinds of strangeness.

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