Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

The silent knight is in front.

The giant beast carrying the king is behind.

Wherever the death knight passed, the ground was frozen, and the flowers and plants withered.

Even a few wandering zombies occasionally freeze into ice in the cold breath.

click!

The death knight at the head shattered dozens of ice crystal statues in front of him with a single shot.

When the undead army came under the wall, the atmosphere of fear had plunged the entire survivor base into despair.

No one thought that such an ordinary wall could stop this group of undead monsters.

If there is a conflict between the two sides, there is only one outcome.

It is with their deaths that this massacre was declared over.

The combat effectiveness of the undead army has been enough to prove this.

"Thanks to this lord for helping us, Yin Xiying, the leader of this base." 1

The glamorous woman in a deep V dress stood at the edge of the wall with "Zero Seven Zero" in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"Before explaining your purpose, please forgive me for not being able to open the door, presumably with your strength and status, you will not intimidate us survivors who are struggling to survive.

The faces of the group of people next to him changed slightly.

"Awakened, interesting!"

Han Mu sat on the throne, looking at the woman with a hint of indifference.

To be the leader of such a large base, this woman's strength should not be underestimated.

A Level 2 Awakened.

For ordinary survivors, it is very powerful.

Strong enough to even resist.

However, in front of him, the second-level awakened person is no different from the ants.

He saw next to the woman, several people who were shooting videos with their mobile phones.

An obvious means.

If you want to forcibly breach this base, expose everything you do online and let public opinion and condemnation overwhelm you.

With the help of external forces, the strong dare not attack the weak.

Even in order to maintain his great image, he has to take the initiative to do his best to protect these people who threaten him.

However, this method can only be used against others.

Does the reprimand and condemnation of others mean anything to Han Mu?

In Han Mu's view, these so-called public opinions are just the wailing and barking of a group of weaklings.

During the Warring States Period, it was as powerful as Qin, swallowing up six countries and ruling the world.

Even with the great achievements of the first emperor, he has been criticized by later generations for thousands of years.

If you care about these, there is no such person as Emperor Qiangu in this world.

His power comes from the undead, and he doesn't need to care about other people's opinions, let alone public opinion and popular sentiment.

As long as his power can suppress everything, all gossip will disappear in fear.

Such things as moral kidnapping can only be useful to moral people.

Although he has this aspect, but not much.

His character is doomed to his will and decision, and will not be changed by anyone's influence.

"I don't like others standing taller than me, and the weak can only look up and kneel in front of me.

"Besides, I don't like people threatening me even more, since you turn a blind eye to my kindness..."

"Then, destroy it!"

Han Mu made the judgment with an indifferent expression.

wow!

Under the dust-covered visor, the dark soul fire boiled violently.

The entire row of death knights raised their spears in silence.

The violent beast straightened up, the heavily armored soldier raised his axe, and the ferocious hellhound showed his fangs.

In an instant, the breath of death came unceasingly like a tide.

The coldness of the forest turned into a thick fog, drifting in the direction of the fence.

Ka Ka Ka!

A thick layer of crystals froze the entire wall, and the survivors behind the wall shivered.

For the few survivors who were too close to the wall, light hoarfrost and fine ice crystals appeared on their bodies.

Each one's face was extremely pale.

"Three minutes, kneel in front of me."

"Three minutes later, break the wall, kill people, not a single one left.

Han Mu closed his eyes and recovered the mental power he had just consumed, ignoring everything in front of him.

Is he kidding.

Try it, and then you'll know.

silence

Inside the wall, there was silence.

Everyone looked at the woman in red with strange eyes.

Gradually, someone spoke up.

"It's all this damn woman, or hand her over.

"I don't want to die, I can't stop it, it's impossible to stop those monsters outside.

"Boss, go out and apologize, or everyone will die with you!"

"Axi, you half-blooded bastard, do you want to kill us!"

"The adults outside are the benefactors who saved us, why are you angering him!"

"There is simply no etiquette and humility of the Great Cold Nether Clan!"

"Looking at her obscene body, you can tell that this woman must have inherited the genes of the Sakura Country..."

The chaotic noise finally converged into a will.

Hand the woman over to make amends, and let this grown-up forgive their sins.

Yin Xiying looked at the group of survivors who regarded her as enemies with a strange expression.

It was she who brought these people together, and it was she who gave them a chance to live from the mouth of the zombies.

But now, these people have an expression that wishes her to die.

If it weren't for the strength of her second-level awakener.

I'm afraid someone has already swarmed up, tied her up and sent her to the man.

"This man is from the Dragon Kingdom, and our Dahan Ming Clan cannot surrender to a Dragon Kingdom!"

Yin Xiying's face was full of exhaustion.

"Bah, you are not from our Dahan Ming clan, your father is from the Sakura country, and you are also a mixed-race bastard.

"This damn woman just wants to kill us all, she is a spy sent by Sakura Nation!

A pair of suspicious and angry eyes stared at her.

Listening to these people's scolding, Yin Xiying couldn't help showing a miserable smile on her face.

She has always regarded herself as a quintessential cold country person, fighting for the rise of the cold country.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of these people, she is just an outsider.

"I understand!"

Yin Xiying's face turned pale, and under the eyes of countless pairs of hatred, she walked out of the gate.

Passing by the death knight, the icy frost made her bone marrow seem to be frozen together.

She had never felt so intuitively in 5.0 that death was so near.

These death knights, even those terrifying behemoths.

Anyone can crush her to death, just like crushing an ant.

She underestimated the strength of these undead monsters.

Yin Xiying, who had no more luck in her heart, forcibly endured the humiliation and unwillingness in her heart, and knelt under the throne.

Looking up at the giant beast, the figure sitting on the throne sincerely knelt down on the cold ground.

"Please forgive my rudeness and recklessness!

"Three minutes have passed."

An indifferent voice, like a god sitting high in the clouds, rang from above.

Han Mu lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at the group of desperate survivors.

On the road to becoming a king, fear can make people awe-inspiring and reduce similar troubles.

A person without a bad reputation is not enough to be a king.