"Is this... a tide of corpse?"

"Aren't we supposed to be in the over-the-scene area of ​​the first and second lines? How could it be... are they out of control?"

"Where is the corpse-driver in the Kingdom of God?"

On Bentley's high wall, the patrol guards were looking straight. The scene outside the city wall terrified them, as if the doomsday was coming, and countless figures rushed towards Bentley. The figures were clearly visible under the lights, and their faces were hideous, and they were definitely not living people. Thousands of black shadows completely trapped Bentley to death. At this time, Bentley was like a small boat on the sea. The boat could only endure the impact and slap of the waves in despair.

Hundreds of soldiers gradually gathered on the city walls, one of them was well-trained and would not panic at this time.

An anxious atmosphere spread in the air, and even ordinary residents could feel that they walked out of their houses one by one and whispered to each other on the street.

"Where is the Major General?"

"The major general is missing, and the entire city lord's mansion has been searched."

"How could it be missing at this time..."

Brown and Corlis were also among the soldiers.

Brown looked at the army under the city wall and his heart pounded: "It's over, these corpse tides are actually here."

Corlis licked his lips: "There may be a lot of good things in these guys' belly. After they swallowed them, some valuable items could not be digested..."

Brown interrupted him: "You are still in the mood to say this now. If these things get angry, let alone the walls of fifteen meters, or a wall of one hundred meters can rush up, Bentley will be miserable by then."

"Don't worry, these ghouls have not lost control yet. If they are out of control, Bentley is over now." Corlis's eyes flashed, and he secretly guessed whether there was any connection between the monsters that appeared during the day and the corpse tide.

Brown folded his hands together, closed his eyes, and prayed to God: "I hope this night can be spent safely, God bless..." Curlis looked at Brown disdainfully. He wondered in his heart, who was the fate of Bentley that night was dominated by?

As for God, go to hell, he didn't believe that God would appear at this time. No living person had ever seen God.

Suddenly, a shout of excitement came from the city wall.

"Look! The magician is here!" At this time, several old men in long robes climbed onto the city wall. Their eyes were bright, and just a glance could make people feel dizzy. It was a manifestation of too strong mental power. Although they did not use any lyricism, there seemed to be an invisible barrier around them, and all soldiers would avoid them far away.

Suddenly, Corlis looked straight at several magicians, and he felt the slight fluctuations around him: "This is the magician's secret pattern of mind power exclusively - [Mind Realm]..." His eyes were hot, "Although this field has no defensive effect, it can greatly weaken the opponents in the field and isolate various external fluctuations..."

Several people in the spiritual realm whispered to each other, and the sound waves were completely blocked, so they didn't have to worry about being heard by the soldiers around them.

The four magicians are not young, the youngest one is a woman. She looks in her forties. Although she has a beautiful face, she still has no trace of wind and frost. The other three are men, and they look at least in their fifties. Although they are no longer young, each of them has their own strengths.

Several people had just gathered together. They complimented each other, joked a few more times, and finally turned to the point. They had checked the current situation and were stable for the time being. If the corpse tide attacked the city, they would have no problem protecting themselves, but the residents of Bentley were almost unable to escape.

"Retreat to the inner city and shrink the defense line. We four each guard one side." The female magician suggested that this was the best way they could think of at present. The cold reality made the other three nodded unwillingly.

A red-haired old man said viciously: "If it were only me, I would instantly send several three-headed pythons burning all these smelly corpses..."

A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion joked: "How do I remember that your half-baked three-headed python had reached the realm of control for a while, and he had already achieved the mental movement method so quickly?"

Several people laughed for a while, and they all knew that these three-headed flame pythons were advanced magic with fire attributes, and it was extremely difficult to improve their proficiency. Only by reaching the highest perfect state of [Intentional Methods] can magic be instantly emitted.

The red-haired old man turned red and began to change the topic: "I wish I could kill that level 6 mutant ghoul."

"You think it's beautiful, that monster can change its appearance, and its regeneration ability is also first-class..."

After they finished speaking, they were about to order the residents to enter the inner city. Suddenly, a loud loud noise was heard. Someone fired at the corpse tide without authorization!! A bright red flame bloomed under the city wall, and the soldiers and residents in Bentley were shocked. The flame was like the red lotus fire blooming in hell, ready to devour more people's lives.

The tide of corpses wandering outside the city wall was the most sensitive to the sound. The roar of artillery fire made them angry all of a sudden. They began to rush towards the wall frantically, and the tide of corpses seemed to be about to destroy the entire wall.

The faces of the four magicians changed.

The tide of corpses was surging. They were not ice and snow giants, and the moat had no effect on them at all. Angry ghouls stacked together and formed a ten-meter mountain of corpses. The walls of Bentley were only fifteen meters. The rapidly increasing hill was about to break through Bentley's defense line. If they were really broken through, the residents who had not yet moved in the city would be doomed.

At this time, the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion stood up: "Reinforce the city defense and look at me."

The red-haired old man also wanted to rush over with the middle-aged man. The female magician grabbed the red-haired old man, and while pulling him, he also dissuaded: "Why are you still so impulsive? If your attack angers the mutant ghoul, what should I do if it orders the corpse tide to attack the city in large numbers?"

"This..." The red-haired old man's face turned slightly pale. He thought that what the other party said was indeed very likely, and sweat was oozing out of his palms.

...

When people were anxious about the tide of corpses and the magician used their methods, the prison tower was stable. The heavily guarded prison tower was the safest place in Bentley. Even a mosquito or a cockroach could not get into the prison tower. Even if an explosion occurred inside, people outside the prison tower could not hear a sound.

In the prison tower, "General!" "General Lance!" There were constant greetings.

Lans held his head and strode forward in the corridor of the prison tower. The layers of levels blocked him without even looking at him.

The guards guarded the gate along the way could only salute respectfully.

No one dared to go forward to check. Behind him was a masked waitress. If you look closely, you can see that the waitress's eyes are very charming. Although it is not charming, it exudes a beautiful smell. This is definitely not the moving eyes that ordinary waitresses can have. Her elf-like eyes kept jumping, staring at the changes in the surrounding scenery. She seemed to be able to discover new things that interest her. Obviously, this was the first time she entered here.

The strange smell and dim lights in the prison did not make her feel uncomfortable. Her expression and behavior were gentle. Obviously, this waitress was not a spoiled lady.

The two of them went deeper into the darker underground prison, and had reached the fifth floor of the underground. Every cell around them might be locked in some extremely evil figures. "Here!" Lans suddenly raised his arm.

With his voice, the waitress also stopped obediently. She took out a magnetic card and looked at the eye of the prison door.

"What are you still hesitating? He is inside." Lans' magnetic voice sounded, as if he was a little anxious. The maid nodded and used the magnetic card to slide it on the prison door. "Swish!" The prison door opened automatically immediately.

At this time, Zhuo Fan and Hu Jinshengzheng in the cell were repeatedly doing meaningless things. One was guessing Priscilla's next action, and the other was using a more novel way of playing to tie himself up. At this time, the prison door suddenly opened.

Both of them were stunned, as if time had been paused, and their movements were completely stopped.

The maid stepped into the cell and saw Zhuo Fan using his mental power to tie another prisoner into a ball. The other prisoner was naturally Hu Jinsheng, and Hu Jinsheng was looking "enjoyed". She obviously misunderstood something. Zhuo Fan is actually untiing Hu Jinsheng now.

But in the eyes of the maid, nothing mattered. Although she covered her face, she could still feel her smile: "Did you both disturb you? It doesn't matter, you guys continue."

Zhuo Fan saw the maid a little confused, and his voice was very familiar. At this time, Lans also entered the cell, and Zhuo Fan immediately became alert.

Lans looked at the two with complicated eyes.

Hu Jinsheng was hung upside down, and Zhuo Fan's stillness made him break his silence: "Hey! Who will help me unlock it!"

Lans was reminded by him, grabbed Hu Jinsheng, who was like a rice dumpling, and threw him out of the cell. Then he walked in and locked the door from inside. The other two were still silent. After all this, his body began to "melt". A bloody bubble dissipated, and Priscilla's original face finally appeared. Priscilla's face was originally very beautiful, but after seeing the violently changing blood bubble, there was a little more terrifying in her charming face.

Seeing Priscilla's true face, the maid became a little nervous.

She already knew what terrible things were going to happen next. The result of this incident would affect the fate of the entire Bentley City.

Zhuo Fan was very surprised to see Lans become Priscilla. You must know that the price of such a perfect change is the death of another person. Lans, a level 8 warrior, died at the hands of Priscilla, was really touching.

Zhuo Fan's eyes shifted from Priscilla's face to the maid. The maid found that he was looking at her. Her eyes became a little unnatural, and she shyly lowered her head, looking like a child who had made a mistake.

"Meet again!" Priscilla greeted Zhuo Fan without any hesitation like an old friend. Zhuo Fan saw that she seemed to have no malice and nodded. At this time, Priscilla turned her face to face the maid who was bowing her head, and there was some expectation in her eyes. "It's time to see your performance."

When the maid heard this, she seemed to have made up her mind and nodded suddenly.
Chapter completed!