Outside the cave, heavy rain was still falling. Inside the cave, the tense atmosphere was about to break out.

Seeing that the other party was a night elves, the mercenaries who had been afraid of being siege stopped their siege. They stopped twenty steps away, and no one dared to step forward rashly.

The speed of the night elves is recognized as the fastest among all humanoid creatures, and no one wants to joke about their lives.

Even if the poison is not applied, the two blades with strange luster that are easily rubbed on them will be fatal. The power of magic weapons is definitely not comparable to ordinary iron.

"Chier Captain..." Sanger spoke with difficulty. He was about to ask what to do, but he saw the woman writing sitting on the ground suddenly stop writing. She seemed to be listening to something, and she seemed to be thinking about a problem.

"Sistar, don't have any unnecessary conflicts with them. The real trouble is here."

"Indeed... the team on the other side is much stronger than these mercenaries in terms of number and strength." After hearing the words of his companions, the night elf turned back to the narrow ventilation vent, and after looking out, he said something that surprised everyone.

"The number is about 10,000, most of them are skeleton soldiers and ghouls, and only a few lichs, but their scale is greater than ours."

"It probably absorbed the residents of the village on the way. The immortal race, the undead, has the ability to turn the living body into its companions." Putting books, ink and other objects into the pocket at his waist, the woman in the cloak stood up and took off the cloak that had been covering her appearance. Even in the dim cave, the long dark hair and deep eyes still firmly grabbed people's eyes.

"The Dark Clan..."

Charles began to be glad that his mercenaries did not attack her, but began to worry that if they were the one he guessed, would their provocative behavior anger the person who acted according to their mood?

After all, there will be war and killing wherever she goes. Ain tried to attack her just now. Even if she didn't care, would the guardian knight let that knight go?

The night elves are all bloodthirsty and fighting clans. If they really take action, there are a few more people here who can be his opponents. If they siege... that person cannot be indifferent.

However, what exactly is the "dead" they call?

Just when the mercenary commander was still confused, the three teams he sent out to patrol rushed back in a hurry, with a look of fear on his face.

"Group, leader, it's not good!!"

"What's going on? Explain it clearly!"

"Outside, outside... so many undead, they all came to this place."

"What!!!!"

Charles quickly ran out of the temporary camp, and the scene in front of him made this

An old Taoist mercenary who had experienced several wars did not take a breath of air conditioning.

In the heavy rain, the nearby hills and gullies were filled with slow-moving undead everywhere. The white skeleton racks were mixed with a few green corpses. The shrill wails and creepy roars made everyone shudder involuntarily.

"How could there be undead? This is Faryan's territory. How did those undead break through the White Rose and come to such an inland area?" Sanger, who also ran out of the cave, was also afraid and feared by what he saw; "This is Faryan, the largest stronghold of the Church of Light in the Eastern Continent, and it is also the only country with light on this dark continent. Why is it even here..."

"There are too many, and Skata's defenders could not resist this undead force. Once the border temple is broken through, the next one will be occupied will be Bota, which is a big city with 100,000 residents. By the way, let's go back first and report a letter to the Skata's defenders?" Geqi thought about the next city they were about to arrive after Skata. Bota is the second largest city in Farian. Although it is not as old as the ruined Rodian, the gem-producing Bota is the most prosperous city except the capital. If these undead attack without knowing it, it would be as simple as killing thousands of people.

"You still have the heart to worry about Bota? You should think about how you can leave alive. These undead are obviously coming for you. The smell of blood is particularly attractive to this monster that has just escaped from the abyss of death."

The voice coming from the cave made the mercenary captain feel tight. He seemed to remember something. He shouted at his subordinates; "Balf, have you made an old problem again?!"

"Captain..." The short and fat middle-aged man who was named after him raised his head in a panic, looked at the strict leader, quickly lowered his head, and his eyes rolled straight, but he didn't dare to look at his leader.

"Answer me!!"

"Yes...yes, I couldn't help but kill a few when I passed the Zida border... No, I didn't expect it to turn out like this, Commander, I..."

"Shut up, you stupid guy!!" He kicked away the subordinate who was holding his right leg, and the mercenary commander was furious and ordered others to start moving all the useful wood and stones to the entrance, and try to narrow the entrance. If possible, he really wanted to block the entrance so that the undead could not find their hiding place.

Balff has a bad habit. He likes to eat animal internal organs. Every time he hunts animals, peels them first, then cuts the remaining corpses into pieces of meat. This bad habit often causes a lot of blood to be stained with him, and has attracted some carnivorous beasts and monsters several times.

For this reason, Shire had scolded Balff many times, but he would still secretly violate the commander's order in private. This time, he finally attracted something amazing.

The undead are no more than monsters or beasts. They are terrible killers who do not know fear and fatigue. No matter how strong the team is, they can only die if they encounter undeads that exceed dozens of times the number.

Shire's only hope now is to pray that these undead will not find them hiding in this abandoned businessmen rest camp, which is several Kalins from the ground. If they just pass by, they should not find their own teams and caravans hiding in the cave.

The mercenaries were frightened and blocked the entrance of the cave in a short while. Under the pile of semi-rotten wood and gravels, a temporary "gate" was piled up. After extinguishing the fire for heating, the cave was pitch black, with only the earthy wind and the afterglow of dusk seeping in from the gap. Everyone was nervously looking at the not-so-solid temporary gate, and the aura of tension and fear filled the entire camp.

"Do you think they are useful to do this, Moya?" The old man in black looked sideways, looking at his companion who looked like he was closed and resting. In his opinion, the mercenary did this just to delay time.

The undead's tracking of blood and creatures is even more powerful than wild beasts, and no creature they are targeted can escape the threat of death.

"Hmph... There is no other way to face the dead, except to fight to the death. The Doctrine of the Church of Light says this. Since even the Church of Light thinks this way, what will happen to their behavior that is almost self-deception? Isn't it just that their lucky idea can be extended for a period of time."

"The high priest means...will the undead come in?" The poet leaned against the corner tightened his body nervously, staring at the temporary defense facility that was also unstable in his eyes.

That's right, these people are Moya and his party who had just left Bambsua. After crossing the border, they entered Farian's territory directly, and planned to go to Skata to meet with Sunan, who had been there for several days. The sister of the orc Grey has completed the mission of Moya to deliver her. Just wait for the round, the two brothers and sisters can get out of this dangerous team.

However, they were resting in the abandoned camp and did not expect to encounter the dead in such a place.

"Where is Shadas?" Thinking of the red dragon that followed, Sistaer was not worried about the undead army outside. Even if Moya didn't take action, the red dragon alone would be enough to deter the undead. If the lich had a mind, he shouldn't have attacked them. Moreover, Moya and the King of Necromancers had a covenant. As the leader of death dominated by the four monarchs, they should not have conflicts with their master's allies.

"I think we should ask them for help. Since the night elves will appear in such a place, there should not be only one. No matter how arrogant the undead is, it will not directly turn against the night elves. In terms of quantity and advantage, the night elves are slightly better than the undead." As a merchant, Sanger immediately thought of a solution; "As long as we can pay enough salary, Merry, who is currently developing, will not allow a caravan that may become a new ally to destroy them, they..."

"Uncle Sanger, don't say it anymore, that's... impossible." The female priest who had recovered some energy shook her head with a sad face.

"Why?" Sangel was puzzled about Lina's words. The Saji caravan, as the largest caravan in Daiha, is also one of the best caravans on the entire continent. However, the targets that countries are fighting for are the one of the caravans that Meri, who is currently striving to develop the economy, needs cooperation most. They have no reason to give up.

"Because... I just felt that the woman had a strong dark aura, so I used my soul to explore her, but my spiritual power was so small in front of her. Before I could observe and analyze the evil aura on her, the other party's defense automatically counterattacked me. It was useless, such strong magic and spiritual sense, and stayed with the night elves, except for that one, there was no other person in the world."

"You mean? That woman is the new high priest of the Night Elf?" Hearing this, Sanger finally understood a little.

Nodded with a serious expression. Lina has never dared to look at the corner since she recovered. The deep darkness almost sucked her soul in. The look of contempt appeared in her deep and inexplorable eyes, which was a mockery of her overestimating her ability.

She didn't have the courage to look at those black eyes. After experiencing the spell that almost died, the female priest finally understood the gap between herself and the other party. It was not just the gap between the ranks of the priest and the priest. A trace of darkness that came from not far made her feel that it was difficult for her to breathe. If the other party had not retracted the attack from the objects in her hand, she would not have been able to stand here alive and talk.

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Chapter completed!