Chapter 616: The Undead Legion is born (Part 1)

The Devils made such a great sacrifice clearly to delay time. Apart from some ace troops, ordinary legions cannot keep up with the Devils' marching speed. If the ace troops only catch up, the losses will be great. As a result, it is most likely that both sides will suffer losses. The happiest thing is the undead. When the undead army comes out, what should humans use to resist?

Both the Cagliari coalition and the Ottoman coalition stopped. According to Yang Jingyi's intention, the best choice was to unite and fight the enemy together at this time. However, the Ottoman refused and used the envoy's description of the time, the Ottoman did not leave any room for anything. It looked like that, it would rather destroy the country than unite with Caesar.

Caesar could only smile bitterly at this. From the sea to the land, he met many competitors and challengers, but the first one was as persistent as Ottoman.

Since the Ottoman was unwilling to act together, of course they could not come, leaving a corps to defend themselves, and at the same time withdrew all the residents of thousands of miles deep on the border, and took away all the supplies. The army was still ready to welcome the arrival of the undead. Even if the demons counterattacked, they would not get anything, and it would be unwise to waste time chasing them.

In fact, the Ottoman Empire was also a considerable choice. Although it was very contradictory, it was still a choice.

Just as the human army was about to evacuate, signs of the undead finally occurred. Pieces of buried soldiers crawled out of the soil. As long as the bone burial land that had not been baptized by the priest of the Divine Moon Cult had a resurrection rate of up to 50%. These undead began to attack and fight aimlessly, which also created a small chaos. After all, these undead were of the lower resurrection type. They had no wisdom but were just instinctive attacks, and they were just relying on their number.

Humans have been wary of it for a long time, although it is terrifying, and they still launched a vigorous war of extermination, venting the anger of the preparatory attack on the Devils on these low-level undead spirits, and killing some undead spirit mages at the same time.

Such an undead still cannot stop the human elite, but this is just a reminder, appetizer, or Shakespeare's opening remark.

Seeing the undead standing up and falling down, Shakespeare gained some pleasure, and the five commanders of the legions were still silently following Shakespeare.

They do not understand such meaningless activities, but they will not object to it, because they do not care.

The five legions of the undead are enough, there is nothing to be afraid of. Some randomly summoned minions will mobilize humans. What would a real undead army look like?

Lorodesari was frightened when he saw it, and he always imagined it. When he saw one fallen warriors getting up and fighting again, falling down and getting up again, he felt like he wanted to vomit. Even if he was dealing with the lowly undead, he had to cut off the other party's head.

Or directly attack the location of the soul fire to achieve effective attacks, otherwise they will still be summoned by the necromancer. In fact, until now, Lorodesari doesn't know what the undead legion is like and how many.

But she felt that she didn't know why she was alive now, and her situation was getting more and more out of control, and Shakespeare was becoming less and less like Shakespeare. As time went by, Shakespeare was becoming more ambitious and had stronger desires. In the past, Lorodesari was dissatisfied with Shakespeare's casual personality.

When Shakespeare became ambitious and autocratic, her heart was filled with loss, but so what? This is her younger brother. The two are the only relatives of each other, but they cannot be the closest people. Lorodesari knows this too well, so she would rather wear a mask for the rest of her life.

Now she really lost her purpose in living. The soul contract signed for Caesar was also invalid. Although she got the blood of the undead from the Immortal King, when the blood of the undead was added to the soul contract.

But there was no effect that should have been achieved. When the contract was signed, the contract had been tampered with, and the other party's power was even stronger. All that could be done in this world was the Immortal King and the Demon Sword, but Lorodesari no longer cared about it. Her goal was the arrival of the tribe. Now it was coming, but the result was not as good as not to come. But she was still worried about Shakespeare. She had been trying to persuade slowly these days, but the effect was not great. Many times, she was afraid to face Shakespeare because she saw possession and desire in her younger brother's eyes.

This is a kind of sorrow.

After having enough fun, Shakespeare left with the elites of the Adventurers Guild. At the same time, the yellow sand of the death desert covered the sky, the earth kept trembling, and the power to cover the sky and the sun gradually spread out. Scouts from all over the country heard a cry of death, silent, but so crazy that they made people collapse.

Since Saki and others stopped playing, Shakespeare was about to start. In fact, Shakespeare, who had five legions, didn't care much about the little forces in the Deville tribe.

There are many masters among the undead, and masters from all races.

In early spring of the Mayan Gregorian calendar in 1395, some places are still cold, and around the Death Desert, heat is still the main theme.

Scouts from various countries are still observing carefully that obvious strange phenomena have appeared in the desert these days. People are already worried, but now the worry has finally become a reality.

The scouts staying here are all elites, but the elites can't stand the sun in the empty desert every day. The daily tasks go deep into the desert and come back quickly, because if you go deeper or stay a little longer, you can't come back.

"Damn, that ghost undead is really fake, isn't it too exaggerated?"

The two scouts chatted on the watchtower. Life was so sad. They would rather participate in the war between the demons than face the damn desert. They would be crazy over time.

Another scout was also very impatient. It would be difficult to get better after staying in such a place for a long time. "Are you suspicious of the words of Caesar?"

"Tsk..., what Caesar said must be true..." At first, he was very righteous, but at the end he was almost silent. Although he was in the watchtower, he still looked around for fear that someone would listen to it.

"Haha, you are so brave, even the Crown of Caesar dares to doubt you. I can guarantee that as long as I tell you, no matter whether it is true or false, the crazy Cagliaris and the Divine Moon believers will tear you to pieces. If you escape to the sea by chance, the sea believers under Caesar of Caesar will definitely be very happy to entertain you.
Chapter completed!