Doomsday Survival: The Sickly Girl Becomes a Necromancer

"Oh! So many people! At least a hundred thousand people, right?"

"Sebastian, this is probably the most enemies I have ever seen, right?"

Ouyang Qianjin closed her eyes and looked very happy.

"Yes, Miss, if you exclude the centaurs on the Pyrion Plateau."

Sebastian bowed slightly to Ouyang Qianjin and said respectfully

"Really, please don't complain about this at this time, okay? Wouldn't it make me look stupid?"

Pouting cutely, Ouyang Qianjin complained.

"It may even lower the standard."

Sebastian is very honest.

Even his complaints are honest and a little hurtful.

""Yes, yes, yes! Sebastian is a bad person for saying that even though he knows it."

Shaking her head, Ouyang Qianjin handed over the almost empty cup of tea on the table. Although eating melon seeds can kill boring time, eating too much will make your mouth dry, so you can drink a few more cups of tea.

Sebastian also picked up the hot tea on the stove next to her and refilled Ouyang Qianjin's cup...

While Ouyang Qianjin and Sebastian were talking about some irrelevant things, a fierce battle was going on on Batou Mountain.

This was a battle between humans and skeleton soldiers.

More than 100,000 people against more than 20,000 skeletons plus thousands of golem puppets.

Although Ouyang Qianjin herself needed guards, she still pushed most of her troops forward to ensure that she killed more enemies as soon as possible and created a"source of troops" for herself.

In fact, in this kind of melee with more than 100,000 units, it is basically very difficult to withdraw after the troops are sent out.

What's more, Ouyang Qianjin's troops are still on the weaker side.

But it doesn't matter.

"What's wrong with these guys! Why are their skills completely useless!?"

"Who knows!"

"Physical immunity! Don’t you know how to use the Eye of Identification?"

"Magicians and Onmyojis, move forward! Physical professions, retreat!"

Thousands of people were lost the moment they came into contact with the enemy.

It can be said that Ouyang Qianjin's skeletons wearing black and purple armor directly stunned the warriors, knights, assassins and other professions.

Fortunately, there were rational and sober guys in the team.

After a glance, they found something unusual.

If it weren't for this glance, I believe that this contact should have created more troops for Ouyang Qianjin.’

"What a troublesome bunch of guys!"

The retreating warriors couldn't help but complain.

"Standard armor, and 100% armor rate, really rich!"

The ninja used his index finger to hook down the black towel covering his face, then took out a bamboo water bottle and drank a big gulp.

When people are nervous, they will use drinking water, smoking, etc. to relieve their nervousness.

Now this ninja is in this state.

In fact, it's not just him.

Others are the same.

Since the dark clouds pressed down on the city and white pupils filled the sky, they have been in a state of tension. After such a short time, they finally knew who the enemy was, but found that their skills could not effectively attack the enemy.

This would be a blow to anyone, right?

Whether it's mentally or physically...……

"Give it to me!"

The warrior reached out and snatched the bamboo water bottle that the ninja had just put down, raised his head and drank it in big gulps.

"That's why I say you guys who choose to be samurai are too rude."

The ninja smacked his lips and complained.

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Taking off his helmet and pouring the remaining water in the bamboo tube over his head, the warrior sighed.

""Assholes! Warriors, come forward! Quick, quick, quick!"

Just when the two of them took the opportunity to rest and prepare for the possible battle, the mages on the front line suddenly shouted.

A bunch of melee fighters didn't understand what it meant.

They had just been replaced, and they were going to take over again?

This was a bit unreasonable, right?

However, they had no time to think about it.

Boom!

A fireball suddenly shot from the front line, directly taking away the melee profession who was still a little confused while resting in the back.

Then everyone saw magic flying around on the front line.

Some of the magic flew into the crowd like the magic just now, and some flew into the air and disappeared.

In short, it was chaos in every sense.

It was dazzling, and there was a feeling of being overwhelmed.

"What are you still standing there for? Come up quickly!!!"

"Damn! I didn't expect the other party actually had a special anti-magic puppet!!"

"Retreat! The mage goes behind the warrior and shoots! The warrior profession holds the line!"

"If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have been so arrogant as to stand in front of the warriors and play magic!"

Uh...

Hearing the chaotic language of the front-line mages, the warriors behind were speechless...

It's so much back and forth.

You know, changing guards is the easiest to cause trouble!

Go!

But although there may not be a minute to rest, the leader in front is already shouting.

What else can we do?

……

"These people are really confident."

Ouyang Qianjin still closed her eyes, but shook her head when she saw this.

She never thought that the people of Sakura Country would be so rigid when fighting.

And although she saw many magicians and knights among these hundreds of thousands of people.

But there are more native warriors, ninjas, monks, onmyojis, priests and other professions with local flavor in Sakura Country.

This made Ouyang Qianjin a little confused about the brain circuits of these islanders.

Is this more suitable for"localization" in their eyes?

You know, there are many choices of professions.

Since they have the same profession, it means that the skills they choose are also the same.

Is the living condition in Sakura Country so bad that they have to make such a choice?

Ouyang Qianjin didn't understand, and she didn't intend to understand.

But they planned to compete with themselves���The matter of the plate is certain.

Destroy the opponent! Not leaving the opponent with a single chance of fantasy is what Ouyang Qianjin has to do now.

……

"Deal with the golem puppet first!"

"No use! Focus on killing the armored skeletons first!"

"These skeletons are really endless.……"

"Wait! Why do I feel like the more skeletons I kill, the more there are?"

"Some skeletons are not wearing armor, but their bones are different in color from the normal skeletons.……"

On the Eight Heads Mountain, several leaders were using binoculars to squinting at the battle on the front line.

To be honest, a battle line of more than 100,000 people could not even maintain the front line under the pressure of more than 20,000 enemy troops.

This made them somewhat embarrassed.

Of course, the most important thing was that they noticed that their own people seemed to be getting fewer and fewer, while the enemy's skeletons were getting more and more.

"Freshly summoned from the corpses of our men……"

"Tsk! The Necromancer is really evil!……"

"The people on the front line have already discovered that morale is almost zero now. This is not a solution.……"

"What else can I do? Should I just run away now?"

"If I can run away, I want to run away too.……"

While whispering to each other, several people secretly observed the retainers sent by the Kobayakawa family to monitor them.