Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Jingguan, a high mound formed in ancient times to show off martial arts, gather enemy corpses, and seal the soil.

In the extremely long demonic tide pulled by the front line, there is such a small mountain high Jingguan.

On this tower made of human bones, there are still some blood-stained army green torn cloth strips.

Under the tower, six monsters with peak silver strength are waiting boredly for the moment to attack.

The leader is Baslow's spokesperson, a soldier-grade red-eyed raven named Cherol.

As a demon species with weak individual strength, it is difficult for the red-eyed demon crow to be promoted to a raven. This group basically relies on kneeling and licking the lord to survive.

Cheror didn't grab the lord's shard, but it grabbed a piece of original power and a piece of equipment with strong survivability, the ghost cloak.

This piece of black fluffy bird feather equipment has the magical effect of transforming the spirit body and isolating the breath.

It was this piece of equipment that allowed it to escape the prying eyes of many bloodthirsty demon species at the beginning of the catastrophe.

Cheror stroked the black bird feathers on his body boredly, and kept thinking about where his territory was located, which had a better geographical advantage.

Due to his own weak combat power, Cheror extremely despised the other five commanders with well-developed limbs.

Compared with them arguing all day long about the distribution of blood food in the human city in front of them, what Cheror wants is a dominant territory in the future that can allow it to snatch the lordship.

Cherol, who claims to have a good mind, has already seen through Baslow's simple plan.

The reason why the battle line of the demon tide is so long is that Baslow's purpose is not to let any human being go.

It took four months to finish off the city, then half a month to digest the human blood in the city, half a month to gather the demon seeds, and the remaining half a month to march south to the next human city [Qiupu].

Under the time difference, that city should just be in the open state of the world's shackles.

While the lord there is attacking, come directly and ask for everything.

And when the rest of the temporary commanders of the Southern Zhili Demon Tide were discussing how to distribute the number of humans in the southern Zhili.

Qie Luoer's calculations have already hit Qiupu's lord fragments.

If the sequence is the authority that human beings want to fight for.

Then the lord fragment is the sequence that every demon species wants.

A demon seed without lord fragments is not a good demon seed.

Cheryl thought so.

"If you want me to say, the skeleton man is like that."

The gloomy voice interrupted Cherol's calculation.

Chi la, chi la.

The saw-toothed ferret covered with jagged thorns, a pair of shimmering sharp claws was idly scratching the already fragmented corpse of a human-rat special forces unit.

His eyes were a bit trendy, and he scanned the roaring demon tide in the distance.

There are more than 300 silver demons, and more than 4,000 bronze demons.

Such a powerful army, as if it is its private army, makes it feel excited.

It continued: "Seeing how powerful we are, the skeleton man didn't dare to come over, and kept hiding in the North City without showing his head?"

"The human parlance is called."

"A turtle with a shrinking head, isn't it?"

"Hmph, in my opinion, he is scared!"

On the other side, the huge hatching giant bear said: "Let him live one more day, and kill the humans in the city tonight, and you go to the north side to chase him!"

Several other demons also followed suit, scrambling to speak, as if whoever was a step late, who is a sub-level demon who has no brains and can't think.

Cherroll grunted and made no comment.

"What's the matter, Cheror?" The wild bird flew down from the top of Jingguan, landed beside Cheror, and laughed, "Don't you think you're smart all day long? Why don't you express your opinion?"

Since taking the name Cherol for himself, the red-eyed raven has become the laughing stock of these wise silver demons.

It's not that they look down on the name of the demon species, after all, the deer head demon has named itself Baslow.

The main reason is that they have strong individual strength and have not obtained some underlying knowledge of this world.

At the same time, it also has something to do with the fact that they don't know what kind of name to give themselves.

"I was thinking about the sound just now, like a human gunshot?"

"This damn fog is too easy to disturb. I can't tell whether it is coming from the human city or coming from behind."

Cherrol glanced at the rust-spotted wings of the mad bird, and dismissed it casually.

Immediately afterwards, the bewitching red eyes swept across the corner while turning.

With just a glance, Cheror quickly looked away from there.

Because there is a ghost looking at it.

In its energy perception, it was a scrutinizing gaze with a halazi.

After being promoted from a sub-level red-eyed demon crow to a soldier-level raven, Cheror has the ability to see through invisible spirits.

As a demon species with poor individual offensive ability, Cheror knows that fighting in person is not the development path it should take.

It must be cautious, even when it has to make a move, it must rely on its ability to confuse and control other demons to make a move for itself.

At the same time, it is also necessary to avoid the big tree attracting the wind, which is the way Cherol always reminds himself to survive.

Cherol didn't know what kind of existence that invisible spirit body was.

It asked a lot of monsters on the knowledge side, but couldn't find any information about this invisible magic creature.

Cherroll knew one thing, though.

That invisible magical creature is one of the many minions of the Skeleton Man!

On the way to this place a few days ago, in the fog in the southeast, Cherol saw with his own eyes no less than thirty invisible spirit bodies wandering and circling in the fog.

The skeleton man never gave up his attention here.

Cherroll did not inform Baslow of this discovery.

Because it still has a little luck in its heart.

If the skeleton man killed Baslow, wouldn't the lord fragment be

If both the skeleton man and Baslow suffer a loss, then the power of the lord fragment and the skeleton man will be lost

Cherroll's calculations sounded loud.

But soon it stopped ringing.

Gu Cherol secretly observed, for some reason, since last night, those spirit bodies have all withdrawn.

There are only two spirit bodies left, a temporary commander who has been following their demon tide, the silver demon.

Another name is hovering in front of the demon tide.

From the looks of it, the Skeleton Man doesn't seem to be planning to fight with Baslow?

Oh, what a sad thing it is.

Just when Cheror was feeling lonely, a red-eyed demon crow flew towards him with a strange quack.

"Report!"

"The army of the skeleton men on the north side has penetrated fifty-three kilometers into the fog!"

"They are continuing to advance, but the speed of advancement is very slow!"

The red-eyed demon crow squatted on the branch of a tree, facing the bloodthirsty eyes of several peak silver demons, its body trembled a bit.

However, Baslow's favor and mission still made it courageous to continue: "Their carpet-like gradual advancement seems to be looking for something!"

"Poor those unlucky ones who escaped the warning signs. They still want to gather on the north side and wait for a large number of fleeing humans to pass by. Now they have become the nourishment of the skeleton people!"

Cherol, who was appointed by Baslow as the warlord, was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Is there any other news?"

The red-eyed magic crow rolled its mung bean-sized eyes, and continued, "Gah! The spies of the magic crow in the city reported that someone from the southeast has gone to the north side!"

"About thirty cars, what is the name of the leader Xu?"

"Those people wanted to go to the skeleton man for help, but when they reached the north side, they were blocked by a skeleton."

"And then?" Cherol's joy grew stronger.

Although the red-eyed magic crow didn't know why Cheror was so urgent, but looking at the example and vanguard of the red-eyed magic crow group, it continued truthfully: "Those people have been shouting for the skeleton man to help, and they have given a lot of things to the skeleton man , but the skeleton remained motionless like a statue, and carved words on the ground, 'Who goes forward, dies!'”

At this moment, Cherol's heart was ashamed.

I thought that if the skeleton man made a move, it might have a chance to try to snatch Baslow's lord fragments.

"Quack quack!" The wild bird quacked and laughed strangely: "The skeleton seems to be afraid of us, tsk tsk, why don't you die to the former?"

"It's quite awe-inspiring to my own people!"

"Exactly! You don't even have the guts to touch us!" The sawtooth ferret rubbed its sharp claws, and opened its mouth to bite off the head of the corpse in front of it.

Chewing carefully in small mouthfuls.

Since the first midnight, no human blood food has come out to die in the southeast.

This disappointed the Sawtooth Weasel very much.

"Okay!" The giant corrupted bear roared up to the sky, then leaned forward, and its head the size of a car slowly swept across several demon commanders.

"I'm not interested in those skeletons. If you want to chase you, I'll just ask you one thing!"

The giant corrupt bear shook its fist, which was no smaller than its head, and a few parasitic maggots were thrown onto the crazy bird beside it.

"I want 300,000 of the 800,000 people in that human safety zone!"

"Who agrees?"

Slowly baring its fangs, the giant corrupted bear slowly straightened up.

"Who objects?"

As the most powerful demon species in the Southern Zhili demon race group, if Baslow didn't grab the lord fragments.

In a one-on-one duel, Baslow might not be able to beat a corrupt bear of the same rank.

Except for Mad Bird, the rest of the monsters all lowered their heads angrily and dared not speak.

Baslow asked for 400,000 human blood food, that is to say, there are 400,000 left.

This damn bear wants 300,000 yuan to open his mouth?

Then the goddamn city is scattered and scattered, and there are more than 200,000 people left!

They still eat farts! Also evolved a fart!

However, the situation is stronger than the demons, and no demon dares to speak.

Except Rabid Bird.

On land, the Corrupted Bear may be invincible.

But the crazy bird can fly, and the metal iron wings can easily tear the special military thorns made by the Demon Seed Research Institute, and it can also set off a hurricane.

Maybe it can't beat the giant bear, but it can certainly run.

This is the confidence of Mad Bird.

"I only want 100,000, not the 100,000 in the entire city. I don't have time to find those scattered humans. I want the remaining 100,000 in the safe zone."

The crazy bird said sadly.

"You want one hundred thousand?"

"You want a fart!"

On the other side, the black spider, who had been holding back the giant bear and lion's mouth, suddenly had eight eyes with a strange green light: "Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"

"I can't beat a giant bear, but I can beat you!"

"Don't think you can fly, I can spray nets in addition to fighting underground!"

"If you are caught by me, I don't believe you can still fly up!"

"What's so great about underground warfare?" The burner on the side rubbed his sharp teeth and said ruthlessly, "There are less than a million people in total, and you eat them all?"

"Spider, do you want to compete with me who can hunt better?"

The crazy bird that has successfully mobilized neither the few nor the few but the unevenness has already flapped its wings and taken off.

On the eve of the magic tide is about to sweep Nanzhili.

The commanders of the demon species are about to fight to the death.

It seems that in their eyes, the escaped skeleton man is not enough to justify.

The 800,000 people in the largest safety zone in Nanzhili are just shit that will enter the stomach sooner or later.

"Enough!" Cheror yelled angrily, "Haven't you taken the lord seriously?"

As the warlord, Cheror naturally couldn't watch them fight.

If there is a fight, Baslow may not punish them, but he will definitely punish himself as a soft persimmon, using it to kill chickens for monkeys to see.

"Cherol! You're a fart!"

The gloomy sound of mad birds came from high above.

Roar!

The corrupt mad bear erected its huge body, beating its chest with both fists to activate the pre-battle buff skills for itself.

The soft hair all over his body, which seemed to be falling off at any time, instantly became extremely strong.

These hairs are not only the bear's defense, but also its attack.

The ability to easily tear concrete and destroy steel is not to be underestimated.

"Overseer?" The giant corrupt bear looked fiercely at Cherol, who was blown up by the angry bird feathers, and mocked: "Baslow gave you a chicken feather, you are really an arrow, right?"

"I'm giving you face, you are a bird-like warlord"

"No, are you a fart?"

"You" Cheror was so angry at the human knowledge that the giant corrupted bear had just learned from the knowledge-side demon seed.

But it can do nothing.

Because the Corrupted Bear is much stronger than it.

"Okay! Play a game!"

"Come on! Whoever wins will eat more!"

Just as several demon species entered the fighting state one after another.

A red-eyed magic crow flew anxiously, before the crow arrived, it shouted first: "It's gone!"

"Gone!"

"My lords!"

"It's all gone!!!"

A sudden twist throws the upcoming gushing...  

An inch of success.

"Straighten your tongue!!!" Cherol, who had nowhere to vent his anger, flashed to the side of the red-eyed magic crow in an instant, and the bird grabbed the magic crow with his hands, and shouted angrily.

"Zha Moke!!!" The Red-Eyed Demon Crow panicked, "It's gone!"

The giant corrupt bear was stunned, and its thick feet trampled the ground until it cracked.

Boom!

The figure leaped high and landed beside Cherol all at once.

The giant bear grabbed the crow and said angrily, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"If you can't explain clearly today, I'll eat you raw!"

Within Baslow's huge territory of several hundred kilometers, there are only two broods of fried moths.

And the rare ones were also offered as treasures by Baslow.

Because they are the key to the march to Qiupu after the capture of Nanzhili.

So Zhayke was handed over to the most powerful corrupt giant bear to take care of and dispatch.

And the giant bear also knows the importance of Zha Moke, and each monster has its own advantages.

Therefore, they were deliberately placed on both sides of the Demon Tide 30 kilometers away.

There are a large number of demon tides ahead, and the battle line is extremely long, and no one can cross the demon tide from the battle line to surprise Zhaqake.

At least the monsters such as the giant corrupted bear and Cherol think so.

Baslow thinks so too.

But none of them expected that, under Yan Ling's prediction and under the guidance of the big gun, they would use various invisibility and other props to sneak into Qin Youde's team that executed the beheading.

The Red-Eyed Demon Crow felt that the huge force was squeezing his internal organs into pieces.

It hurriedly shouted: "There is a human being!"

"A desperate human being!"

The giant corrupt bear had already anticipated Baslow's extremely angry appearance, and it rushed to shout: "Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Two nests of fried moths hardened without the strength of the gold level can't be easily wiped out!"

Cherol on the side thought of the gunshots before, and at this moment it figured it out.

That's not the sound of gunfire coming from a human city.

but the rear

The Red-Eyed Demon Raven's subsequent words also proved Cheror's conjecture.

"There is a human with a large shield and a knife tied to it, exchanging wounds for wounds!"

The Red-Eyed Demon Crow, who was about to be squeezed to death, said in pain: "There is also a woman with a gun who can shoot ice."

"Those two are. are. fleeing south."

Boom!

The red-eyed demon crow was clutched to death by the emotionally fluctuating corrupt bear.

The blood of the shattered corpse splashed on the increasingly scarlet eyeballs of the corrupted giant bear.

The giant corrupt bear turned its head and ran towards the south side.

The appearance of running on all fours seems to be that his own father is dead.

In order not to be settled by the angry Baslow, it must capture those two people alive as an account.

"Hahahahaha!" The crazy bird in the sky laughed wantonly, gloating at the corrupted giant bear's eyes: "Yes!"

Compared to the speed of the giant bear, the wild bird is the best candidate for pursuit.

But neither Cheror as the Overseer.

Or a giant bear.

Or Mad Bird himself.

Nobody said anything about the proposal.

And this scene was also captured by the ghost with a halazi on the side.