Chapter 0213 Goes to War

A simple arrangement of formations, several resistant ones are in front, including 1 lord-level zombie, 1 silver mummy and 2 meat shields, the mutant ghoul is responsible for guerrilla behind them, and is also responsible for protecting the fragile skeleton mage and Arthas, and the corpse king simply does not assign tasks, just save his life.

Their arrival also attracted the attention of the undead in the castle, and at first the ruined top of the castle could still be seen shaking, but when they came closer, there was no sign of biological activity.

As a nail on the Sleeping Ground, the Broken Ridge Castle has been harassed many times. Yes, the teams that came to encircle and suppress the first few times miscalculated the increase after the undead knight led the black knight, and they all returned one after another, which made the value of this stronghold skyrocket, and also forced the mission hall to open more attractive merit rewards.

At the thought of this, the green-haired zombie couldn't help but dance with his eyebrows. To be able to snatch this task before that aggressive necromancer is really wise and decisive. As long as you win this task, you will have enough merit in exchange for the Necronomicon as your subordinate, which is a real hard hand.

In the future, as long as you can become an army, all the merits will be enjoyed by yourself in the future, and there is no need to distribute them according to work as now. Even if you can't make it into an army in the early stage, you can also occupy an extra share of the spoils with the hard power of the necromancy, which is also very cool to think about.

"Head, it looks like they're not going to fight!" The silver mummy Blue and the green-haired zombie walked side by side in front, and they hesitated a little when they looked at the castle that had not moved.

"Then we'll go in. It's better to keep them inside and save them from coming out on all sides, and then we won't be able to protect the few soft stomachs in the back. The green-haired zombie held a giant tower shield in one hand and a large guillotine in the other, shouting nonchalantly. His loud voice and the discrimination in his words drew a series of curses from behind, and only the Corpse King put on a zombie face with an indifferent face.

The undead who are now working hard in the Land of Sleep basically have their own names. After all, in order to distinguish each individual, when applying for an identity nameplate in the mission hall, the mission ironman will randomly assign them some names, and after they are familiar with it, the undead will also recognize the name.

As the soul crystals circulated among the native undead, these first crab-eating undead were already vastly different from their newly subdued counterparts. The most obvious is the strength and activity of the soul, in terms of appearance, everyone has become ghostly, and it is much faster than before to accept new rules and new things.

The most typical is the green-haired zombie, when he was first subdued by Skeletron, he couldn't even say a complete sentence, but now, the formation of troops has been shaped, and he can still think about his future.

2 miles away in a blink of an eye, and the 6 "people" team had slowly arrived at the gate of the Broken Ridge Castle.

It's called Broken Ridge Castle because this ancient castle was built on a cliff. However, after tens of thousands of years of erosion, the ancient castle was destroyed with the collapse of the cliff, and only the other half of the castle was built on solid rock, which barely survived.

Now that the other party is entrenched in the remnants of the ancient castle, the green-haired team has no choice but to pinch their noses and grope inside little by little to clean up.

It is an old-fashioned castle with a four-story structure, and all the buildings are made of square stones. There are firing ports on each floor, and at first glance you can see that the building was originally used for military purposes. The outer walls of the castle had long since collapsed, revealing the narrow gate of the main castle with black holes like a toothless old lady.

The green-haired team slowly climbed the dirt slope in front of the castle, passed through the remains of the wall that was only half a meter high, and approached the main castle gate.

"Corpse King, test it!" The green-haired zombie Moros shouted.

"Okay!"

The Corpse King agreed, and as his hands were raised, a square tombstone phantom on the ground in front of the castle gradually raised, and a clumsy zombie crawled out of it. The undead world has this advantage, all spells that summon low-level undead do not need to prepare materials in advance, and they come at the sound of a thought.

The summoned zombies, under the command of the Corpse King, dragged their crooked ankles and rushed through the narrow gate of the main castle. As soon as the figure disappeared into the dark shadow on the inside of the gate, two sword lights on both sides of the gate lit up. The severed arms of the zombie wailed and pounced, and as more flashes of knives flashed, the zombie was finally chopped into pieces of flesh of various sizes, falling on the dry stone floor and quickly decomposing into foul-smelling black water, and then there was no trace of it.

Before dying, the zombie had already passed on the internal situation he sensed to the Corpse King, and then shared it with all his teammates. This simple telepathy is also a must-have skill for the Graveyard Squad.

Unexpectedly, the dark hiding place in the hall on the first floor of the main castle was filled with black warriors who had been prepared for a long time, but this was not difficult for the green-haired team.

The green-haired zombie Moros pounced forward with a tower shield and occupied the gate, but did not continue to go deeper, but urged the mummy Blue to quickly fill the position, and the two meat shields blocked the gate tightly. It may not have made any sense to do this before, but now it's different, they have one more spellcaster on their team, the Skeleton Mage.

With a few muttered spells, a huge fireball rose and flew into the hall grazing the tips of the heads of the two flesh shields. There was a boom, the red light inside lit up, and a scorching heat swept out from the gate, blowing the sparse white hair on the top of Moros's head to roll backwards.

"Good guys, a few more!" Moros listened to the howl of the ghost crying wolf inside, and with a tower shield in his hand, he blocked his front, and shouted loudly behind him with his neck straight.

The silver mummy next to him didn't have the habit of using equipment, but just covered his face with his hands and let the heat roll past him. The shrouded runes flowed around him, keeping the heat out without any damage.

As the skeleton mage's spell sounded, a new fireball rose again, which couldn't help but cause chaos among the black knights in the hall. No one wanted to try the power of the caster with their fragile bodies, and the black warriors who had tasted the smoldering fire for the first time pushed and shoved them one after another, rushing out of hidden places such as stone pillars and corners, and attacking the gate.

The black warriors miscalculated, but they didn't expect that there were spellcasters among the attackers! Even though they were only low-level skeleton mages, throwing fireballs freely would be enough for them to drink a good pot.

The gate is tight and narrow, only enough for 3 normal people to enter and exit side by side, and it is blocked by 2 large zombies and mummies, and there is no way out at all. The green-haired zombie Moros held the tower shield in front, and the mummy Blue mistook half of his body as a substitute, and soon collided head-on with the opponent.

The two black warriors were full of muscles and knots, and they raised their metal broadswords and slashed at the tower shield. The sound of metal striking with the "bell" was endless, and countless sparks burst out. Morros's wide tower shield shook slightly, and his feet rubbed against the rough rocky ground, and he was a little nervous, and he was shaken back continuously.

"Blue, help!" Moros panicked, and under the yelling, the mummy Blue hugged his thick waist from behind and pushed forward fiercely, which stabilized the retreat.

At this moment, the second fireball had already flown out and landed not far from the gate. Once again, the flames of the explosion enveloped anything within a radius of about 3 meters, engulfing the two Black Samurai in it. The hot lang slammed back and forth in the tight area, knocking down an upright subject.

Moros at the front has a tower shield to protect the front, and the heat rolls through, and the exposed skin of his body is immediately burned from blue and purple to black charcoal, and he gently brushes it with his hand, and the powder falls straight away.

The effect of the first fireball cannot be seen and cannot be commented on, but the effect of this second fireball is very intuitive. The two Black Warriors who were caught in the center of the fireball explosion had become humanoid charcoal, and they were burned by the flames horribly, while the other Black Warriors were only slightly injured. For such an injury, as long as it does not hurt the soul fire, it can be recovered by the undead in time.

The corpse king behind took the opportunity to raise his hands again, the tombstone phantom rose inside the gate, and another zombie slowly got up. Although he was cut into pieces all over the ground by a few knives by the black warrior inside, after all, it delayed for a while and gave Moros a chance to adjust. The fireball that erupted at close range just now shook him out by more than 1 meter, and if there was no zombie blocking the way by the corpse king, maybe he would have slipped out a few by the other party.

"Well done, Corpse King, you have a share of the merits this time!" Moros used to look down on this kind of person who had just crawled out of the graveyard, but now it seems that his eyesight alone is stronger than that of Blue next to him.

"Get out of the way!" A low, hoarse voice sounded in the castle hall, and the black warriors immediately flashed to the sides, revealing a tall body that had emerged from the shadows.

As he walked, there was a "sonorous" sound of metal crashing, and an undead knight covered in metal armor and his face was also covered by a full-fledged helmet walked calmly and forcefully towards the green-haired zombie, and the burning soul fire in his eyes made Moros dare not look directly. A dark black metal spear in his hand could not be discerned, but it could be seen from the tip of the spear that burned with fierce fire.

It's close to a magic weapon.

There was a muffled sound, and a pit appeared in the center of the tower shield. The strength of the opponent and the sturdiness of the spear in his hand made the green-haired team staggered. It was also a bit unexpected to lead to the **oss of the Broken Ridge Castle so quickly, the level 11 undead knight. But since he came, he was prepared, and he couldn't be intimidated by the other party's little intimidation.

The third fireball formed as fast as it could, smashing into the imposing undead knight with a whoosh.

The undead knight let out a loud sound, grabbed a black warrior and threw it, the two met in mid-air, bursting into a dazzling red light, and the black warrior was directly burned to ashes. Since the center of the explosion was on top of the green-haired zombie Moros, he also fell into bad luck, and his entire upper body emitted a burnt smell.

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