Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

On the afternoon of the twelfth day of the catastrophe, it was the 30th day of the Lunar New Year.

The snowy weather turned strangely into a scorching sun.

To the northeast, the Financial Center Building.

A patrol bat with a broken wing stumbled from the west.

The once majestic mane is now stained with dust and mottled.

Perhaps due to the long journey and injuries, the sound waves emitted from its mouth could not give it timely feedback on the obstacles in front of it.

Boom!

The patrol bat slammed into the electric pole on the side of the road, and slowly fell to the ground where the ice and snow had melted.

"This guy won't die, will he?"

The ghost old nine floated above the motionless patrolling bat, feeling a little worried.

At this moment, not only the Bat King, but also Qi Lin and the undead who were slowly encircling nearby were extremely expecting it to return to its nest.

About twenty minutes later, the Patrol Bat roused itself, shook its head and lifted off again.

Seeing his stumbling appearance, Qi Lin, who had been following him from afar, was also relieved.

"I can really fly."

"Wait here for a while to prevent being detected by sound waves."

Qi Lin and Hei Feng stood still in place.

He took the opportunity to do push-ups.

It may take a long time to get the treasure that the businessman said, and Qi Lin still dare not relax his vigilance before that.

And as his level increases, he feels that his flesh and blood are gradually shrinking.

This is not a good sign.

Twenty minutes later, when Qi Lin stood up from the ground out of breath, he bent his arms and felt his biceps, and it seemed that he didn't have much muscle.

"God level. God level"

The god level that the businessman said is independent. This matter has always puzzled him, but he has no direction to think for a while.

Qi Lin looked at the direction where the bat was going away, and said softly: "It's been almost a day, I guess it should be in its lair, let's go, Heifeng."

The two set foot on the road of pursuit again.

The distance from the patrolling bat's lair exceeded Qi Lin's expectations.

Generally speaking, this kind of clustered monsters are territorial.

Just like the previous queen bee, although she relies on worker bees to collect resources to grow.

But its worker bees will not be too far away from the hive, preventing the hive from being unable to defend when threats come.

"What makes them run so far."

As Qi Lin walked, he kept thinking about this question in his mind.

He paused suddenly and thought of something.

"Those explosion-proof steel boxes!"

"The target of the bat swarm's attack has always been the steel box, and they don't seem to care about humans at all."

"What's in the box?"

Qi Lin walked slowly on the invisible road where the snow had disappeared. He felt that there must be a group of bats in the steel box, or something that its leader, the Bat King, urgently needed.

Just as he was thinking, good news came from Lao Jiu: "I found the bat's lair! Master!"

Qi Lin frowned, and then took out the remaining eight reconnaissance totems and handed them to Hei Feng: "Go and give this to Lao Jiu, then you don't have to come back, wait for my order."

"Follow my emperor's will!"

Hei Feng took the reconnaissance totem and quickly went towards Lao Jiu.

Qi Lin looked at the vigorous figure of his general, thinking in his heart that he should hurry up and concentrate resources so that Hei Feng could advance to the gold rank as soon as possible.

"At present, the sword attack of the great swordsman and the flame wave chop of the magic swordsman are very good."

"Dark sword master. I don't know what will happen,"

Qi Lin has been worried about the arrival of the demon seed tide six months later.

Whether Nanzhili can break out from the tide of demon seeds requires not only large-scale undead.

Strong units that can take the lead and kill powerful monsters blocking the way are also needed.

Among Qi Lin's undead, only the Black Warrior can take on this important task.

It's a pity for Qi Lin that the requirements for the advancement of the golden-level soul fire are too much higher.

Unless Heifeng is allowed to absorb the soul fire of the powerful demon species alone, it is still too slow to only occupy the soul fire of the advanced mutants of other ghost teams, and this will also affect the development speed of other ghost teams.

Qi Lin, who was thinking about the tide of demon seeds, kneaded the center of his brows. He was so concerned about how to cultivate more high-level undead that he ignored one thing.

At this time point, he has more than one hundred and nearly two hundred bronze-rank undead, as long as he does not confront the military head-on, then he is the big daddy.

But Qi Lin didn't have the consciousness of being a big daddy at all. Instead, his mind, which has never been rested, was full of how to deal with the tide of demon seeds, how to kill Nanzhili, and how to deal with the great changes in the world after the fog cleared.

And to find the murderer, an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye.

The injured patrol bat finally slowly returned to the nest.

It was a 20-story building, the surrounding glass was all broken, and glass residues could be seen everywhere in the room.

The patrolling bat came to a broken glass on the 20th floor, and plunged into the room when it was unstable.

Inertia caused its body to slide and collide with some miscellaneous objects, and the sound of bang bang bang disturbed the sleeping people in the room.

Dozens of bats folded their tails, curled up and hung upside down from the ceiling.

Hearing invisible sound waves emanating from the squeaks of startled bats.

Those sound waves quickly distinguished the same kind of nests, and all the scattered desks and chairs around them were arranged in the same way as the models built in their minds.

The only difference is that some tables and chairs were knocked out of their original positions by the same kind, and

There is also a dead tree branch that is crumbling on the window sill, as if it will fall if it is blown by the wind.

This may be brought back by the same kind.

After receiving the information from the sound wave feedback, many bats closed their eyes and went to sleep in peace of mind. They had to recharge their batteries and prepare for hunting at night.

Qi Lin, whose consciousness descended on Lao Jiu, quickly saw the huge bat whose eyes had never been opened in the center of the bat group, and he quickly launched a reconnaissance totem on it.

【Magic Seed】: Patrol Bat King

[Status]: Sub-level demon species, in the developmental stage.

Note: The sub-level magic species is the weakest type of magic species among the regular monster species.

The two most notable classification characteristics of sub-level monsters: they are either extremely fragile individual monsters, or the larvae or summons of other high-level monsters.

[Occupation]: None

[Level]: 15 (blood gas 56.3%) (bronze rank)

[Physique]: 9

【Spirit】: 13

[Talent]: Breeding, ultrasonic positioning

Breeding: Patrol Bat King consumes blood to give birth to Patrol Bat.

Patrol Bat: The favorite reconnaissance soldier of the super demon species. It is nocturnal by nature and usually appears as the wingman of other flying demon species.

Ultrasonic positioning: Compared with other monsters, this kind of monsters for positioning and investigation are very weak. Their only function and the biggest function are detection and wingman. They can send ultrasonic waves from their mouths and noses, and analyze the returned sound waves Come "see" what's ahead.

Note: Bat King can discover some deeply hidden evolutionary substances through farther ultrasonic positioning, and high-level Bat King can even conduct anti-stealth detection through ultrasonic waves.

[Skills]: None