The undead who broke through the ground surrounded all the soldiers in an instant, and they had been hiding under the earth, but now they got up, immediately split the formation of the Wild Lion Legion, and then launched a fierce attack. In other words, if it were an ordinary army, I am afraid that they would be a little panicked in the face of this kind of raid, but the Wild Lion Legion is worthy of being one of the most elite combat legions in the Ten Towns, and in the face of the sneak attack of the undead, they only panicked for a moment, and then quickly calmed down and began to resist the opponent's attack. After all, the undead are just some undead, not to mention that the dead who sneak up on them are all transformed from people in civilian areas, and they don't have much deterrent power other than relying on crowd tactics to pile up like low-level zombies in Resident Evil. You can fight your way out of the siege with an iron pipe in a zombie siege, let alone these well-trained warriors with swords in hand.

"Whew!!"

Kafka's long sword stepped forward, bringing up a sharp sword aura that tore through the dead in front of him, splitting them in two, and then frowned and looked in the direction of the aristocratic quarter, where the turquoise pillar of light of the Beacon for Help still did not change, but now Kafka was not so sure if the other party really needed rescue. As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of undead people surrounding them, and it is very clear how many permanent inhabitants Kafka of the Golden City has, as far as it stands, it is very likely that the entire city has been captured by the undead, otherwise, it would be impossible for them to find so many corpses to transform into the undead.

So, is it possible that the aristocratic district will be spared?

Kafka's brows furrowed, being able to transform so many undead, there must be quite a powerful necromancer behind the scenes. Although Kafka has stepped into the realm of legends. But he also didn't want to entangle with the undead. After all, the opposition between life and death cannot be eliminated, and for now. I'm afraid the strength of the other party is not much worse than my own. In this case, Kafka, who was a living man, wanted to fight a legendary-level undead. It's hard to say whether you'll win or lose. Not to mention that he also knew very well that there were three legendary powerhouses in the Golden City, and now that the other party had transformed so many undead creatures, didn't they react at all? Or are they defeated too?

If that's really the case, then it's a trap!

The more he thought about it, the more Kafka retreated, and in his opinion, it was obvious that the transformation of so many undead creatures could not be something that could be completed in a day or two. This suggests that the City of Gold has probably fallen already, and in this case, that call for help could also be a trap. A decoy released specifically to lure yourself and others into falling for it!

As a soldier, Kafka naturally thought of the same problem as Ecovacs, that is, since the other side has attacked the Golden City, it is inevitable that it will not attack the aristocratic district. Unexpectedly, Jenn did the opposite, not only did not attack the aristocratic district, but even cut off a communication between the various regions in the shortest possible time. This is unbelievable for them, and of course, Jenn would not have been able to do this without the all-weather radar detection skill of [Evil Eye].

It's just that the consumption of mana is a little too much.

However, Kafka did not know that his enemies possessed such skills, so he subconsciously deduced from common sense that the only conclusion that the aristocratic district must have been completely destroyed. Otherwise, how could those three legendary powerhouses be indifferent to this in the slightest? In this case. Isn't it for nothing to die if you go up yourself?

"Regroup, let's retreat!"

Thinking of this, Kafka no longer hesitated and immediately gave the order. Gather the rest of your soldiers. Began to retreat again in the direction of the city gates. Although it had been re-blockaded by the enemy, this was not a problem for Kafka. As a legendary-level powerhouse, as long as he explodes with all his might. Not to mention a city gate, even a section of the city wall is not a big problem.

But the door is still easier to walk through after all, isn't it?

Although the heart is vigilant. But Kafka didn't pay much attention to these undead creatures, after all, these undead creatures converted from civilians were too poor in combat. There's no way to pose any threat to the Lions. And it was already dawn, the rain had stopped, and the light of the sun was already appearing in the distance on the horizon. In this case, the undead are not much of a threat at all, as long as the sun rises, then these undead creatures will immediately disappear, and there will be no residue left.

Even so, Kafka remained cautious and evacuated with his men. Since the other party has surrounded them, it means that they must be planning to eat themselves. Although these undead creatures themselves are not powerful, Kafka is not a fool, and he can see at a glance that most of these undead creatures are converted from the civilians of the Golden City. But it is obvious that the Golden City could not have fallen because of the cannibalism among the crowd, and that mysterious undead creature must have a powerful army under its command, and now that this army has not appeared, then he cannot take it lightly.

Soon, the sun rose over the horizon, and the warm sun shone on the earth once more. Watching the light cut through the shadows, Kafka was also relieved. Anyway, this is the surface of the earth after all, and under the sun, these undead creatures can't be too presumptuous. He watched the sunlight shine over the walls and on the undead, almost imagining the other being wrapped in flames and reduced to pieces.

But the next moment, Kafka was directly frozen.

Bright sunlight shone down from the sky and shone on the undead in front of them, but the scene that Kafka imagined did not come to fruition. On the contrary, they still rushed forward without fear, not caring about the sun shining in the slightest. And the bright warm sunlight didn't react at all to these undead creatures, as if there was nothing wrong with them at all.

I'm going to go!!

Seeing this scene, Kafka was so frightened that he almost didn't throw away the long sword in his hand, the undead who was not afraid of the sun, he thought he was dreaming for a moment!!

It is no wonder that Kafka was so frightened, he was not afraid of the dead themselves, but of the meaning of their deaths. For the surface. The undead are one of the enemies they often face. But these undead creatures, although powerful, are not impossible to defeat. And even a vampire as strong as a marquis doesn't dare to go out during the day. This is also where the courage of human beings to dare to fight the undead. After all, they still have the splendor of the sun. But even the light of the sun can't harm these undead. Then it is conceivable that mankind is about to encounter an unprecedented catastrophe. As soon as he thought of this, Kafka felt cold, his hands and feet were stiff, at this moment he just wanted to turn around and leave, return to the ten towns to report what he saw to his superiors, he could imagine that this news would not only spread to the entire western wilderness, but even spread to all corners of the Klein continent, the undead who were not afraid of the sun were almost equivalent to removing their last shackles, and in the face of such an enemy, whether humans still had the ability to resist. It's really only heaven knowing.

Thinking of this, Kafka no longer hesitated, no matter if the other party had any other traps, all he could do now was to get out of here immediately!!

"Everyone, go full speed ahead and go to the city gates!!"

一 qiē顺lì.

Looking at the red dots on the panel representing enemies, Jenn nodded in satisfaction. The opposing commander is not a fool, and this is really a wonderful thing for Jenn. In fact, Jenn prefers to deal with smart people rather than stupid people. Because smart people always habitually think more about everything. And this is the best way for the demons to take advantage of the void. History proves that many archmages who have signed contracts with the demons have died in the end, and these archmages are not unintelligent, otherwise they would not be able to gain the allegiance of the demons. But because they are too smart, they will be confused by the conspiracy of the demons. When they swear to the conclusion that they are self-righteous, in fact they have already stepped into the trap of the demons with one foot.

Jenn knew what the Commander was thinking, of course, but it was an illusion he had painstakingly created. In fact, the truth is actually very simple -- it comes from Enoa's ability.

[Army of the Dead: The ability to call the dead to awaken]

On the face of it. There seemed nothing wrong with this system description, but Jenn soon realized that it wasn't that simple.

Because the description of this skill is "Awaken the Dead" instead of "Creating the Dead".

A lot of people don't really know. Most of the undead are "made", in fact, back to the source, all the undead are made. The Blood Queen used her blood as the source to create six Blood Countesses, and became the origin of all the blood-sucking species in this world. The Nether Princess sent a curse that prevented those who had betrayed her from eternal sleep, and that was the beginning of the undead. Their bodies and souls will not be able to return to earth after death, and will be tortured forever in untold pain and torment. To put it bluntly, the original undead were nothing more than a group of prisoners walking on the earth, and their bodies were their cages. Later, in order to seek eternal immortality, the living beings studied these immortals, and thus developed the spells to create the undead, and to put it bluntly, these methods were actually just a secondary application of the original curse of the Nether Princess - it is almost a knockoff.

But in the end, whether it's a curse or a spell maker, it needs the support of energy. It was clear that the Nether Princess's curse would not allow those who had disobeyed her attempt to gain eternal life in order to gain eternal life, so the cold negative energy would flood the bodies of the undead, allowing them to bear the extreme pain while enjoying eternal life. Because of this, the undead have no feelings, no knowledge of heat and cold, and no feelings.

This is the main reason why sunlight can cause harm to the undead, negative energy and positive energy are always relative, whether it is holy light or sunlight.

But this is not the case with Enoa's stunt, she is not creating necromancy, but simply waking them from their slumber. There is a very classic and literary phrase that people use to describe death, which is "he fell into eternal sleep". But in fact, this sentence is closer to the essence of death, which is the sleep of the soul. After death, a person's spirit is separated from their soul, and the "spirit" contains a person's thoughts, emotions, and cognitions. Therefore, among the casters, the ghosts of the deceased are called 'spirits'. And the soul is the power of the soul itself, the source of a life that drives the actions of the body while it is alive. If we think of human beings as machines, then the "spirit" is the core of the record, and the "soul" is the energy that drives the body's actions, such as nuclear batteries.

After the death of a living being, the "spirit" part of it will be taken to its own realm, and it depends on whether to go to heaven or hell. The "soul" part will remain in the body and fall into an eternal sleep. This is also a matter of course, without the core, even if it is plugged in, what is the use?

The curse of the Nether Princess is to imprison the "spirit" in the body, and then use negative energy instead of the "soul" to drive the body to continue to act, which is no secret among the demons. Most of the necromancy spells in the back follow similar practices, but Enoya's methods are different, she does not imprison the opponent's "spirit", but directly awakens the "soul" that has lost its "spirit". So what drives those undead creatures now is not the negative energy at all, but the power that these bodies should have when they were originally active. That's why the sun doesn't work for these undead creatures -- if even these soul-driven creatures were incinerated by the sun, humans and elves would have moved underground by now.

In other words, these "undead creatures" in the eyes of General Kafka are actually "living people" in the eyes of the sun, not to mention the sun, even if the holy light comes, it is just as blind. Of course, if the force is strong enough, it is possible to destroy them. It's just that the holy light swept away a large area like before, and it is probably hopeless...............

Of course, the direct drive of the "soul" is not without weakness, the "soul" is only strength and instinct, but has little ability to think. To put it bluntly, it's okay to create low-level undead creatures that are used as crowd tactics, but it's not possible to create high-level undead creatures like the Lich.

Fortunately, Jenn didn't plan to be the lord of the undead in the first place, and it was good to leave the matter of playing games with those bone frames to his eldest brother, so he didn't bother to mix this little. And although Enoa's skills don't cost too much power, they have a limited range, if he hadn't sent the goblins to spend two hours desperately stepping on the floor and trampling the entire city, I'm afraid it would be impossible to summon so many undead troops to support the field at this time.

There are still too few goblins, and it seems that it is imperative to throw Elise into the big library and confine her after this fight.

Thinking of this, Jenn retracted his thoughts, and then he looked at the girl next to him and nodded.

"Do it, Enoa." (To be continued......)