Doomsday Survival: The Sickly Girl Becomes a Necromancer

Of course.

For Ouyang Qianjin, the creator of the undead, this kind of battle damage is basically equal to nothing.

After all, the opponent only needs to raise his hand.

These dead undead can be resurrected.

The broken parts can be connected with threads.

Tsepesh saw that many undead had more or less sutures on their bodies.

How to say it.

It is very convenient and interesting.

But Tsepesh couldn't laugh.

Put yourself in their shoes, although your vampire is one level higher than the undead.

But when facing such an overwhelming enemy who is not afraid of life and death, your people may only have two choices: escape or death.

"Dakou is dead."

When the smoke dissipated and the melee continued, Tsepesh glanced at the Dakou Judge who had just chased him and said slowly.

At this moment, there was not a single piece of good meat on the body of this Dakou.

Not only was his body covered in pits and bleeds, his hands, feet and even his head were deformed by the explosion.

Even the two sharp and heavy machetes were broken.

This shows how powerful the explosion was.

Of course, most of the stage was also destroyed along with the explosion, as well as the "Phantom of the Opera".

Fortunately, there were no other bodies at the scene.

Otherwise, Tsepesh would have probably seen a spectacular chain explosion.

"If they die, they die. They are all going to die anyway."

Ouyang Qianjin shrugged.

For her, there are only two kinds of enemies, the dead and the dying.

As for the corpses, to be honest, Ouyang Qianjin only wants the skeleton, at least in this "big mouth".

Even if its corpse is resurrected, it is useless. At most, it can be used to disgust people.

But this evil act naturally includes Ouyang Qianjin himself.

It is a way of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred.

Ouyang Qianjin is not that stupid.

"By the way... those gargoyle statues in the Never-Sleeping City are real gargoyles, right? They are alchemical products that move."

After Ouyang Qianjin used the undead, the situation on the battlefield was very clear.

So Tsepesh no longer cared about the battle, but watched Ouyang Qianjin fiercely talk about some questions she wanted to know since yesterday.

As soon as she entered the hall yesterday, her army was attacked by the gargoyles placed in the hall.

Although it did not cause any substantial damage.

But it also made her understand why Ouyang Qianjin did not sell her the gargoyles in the first place.

Moreover, Ouyang Qianjin also clearly stated that it was a part of the Never-Sleeping City's defense system.

Just thinking about it, you can know what those gargoyles in the Never-Sleeping City are.

Alchemical products!

Although it seems that there is nothing big in terms of attack, as a flying unit, Tsepesh can think of many uses just by thinking about it.

Moreover, compared with Ouyang Qianjin's gargoyle statue, the statue here seems to be slightly inferior.

He had kept such a good thing before. If he hadn't encountered it by chance during the attack on the vampire castle, he would still have thought that those gargoyle statues were just statues.

The deceived Tsepesh looked at Ouyang Qianjin with dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, exposed..."

"If I still can't think of this, I should go home to farm."

"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this, let's go out first, leave this place to them, we just need to wait outside."

Ouyang Qianjin smiled faintly.

Then he turned around and walked out of the opera house with her skeleton in his arms, and returned to the small garden full of the corpses of the scarlet reapers.

He got ready and continued to drink tea.

"Suddenly I feel very envious of you. Do you come here leisurely every time you brush the dungeon?"

Tsepesh, who was sitting in the small garden drinking tea, looked at Ouyang Qianjin helplessly.

"That's about right. Except for the first few dungeons when we were short of manpower, the rest of the time, whether inside or outside the dungeon, the fighting was basically done by the men."

"You can't expect a patient with disabled legs to play positioning with the enemy, right?"

"Besides, I position myself as a commander who plans and strategizes, not a soldier who charges in the front. I just need to sit in the back and listen to reports and process intelligence."

After stuffing a piece of strawberry cake made by Sebastian yesterday into her mouth, Ouyang Qianjin drank tea leisurely and said.

"You have a lot of nerves."

Looking at the corpses around, Tsepesh didn't have much appetite anyway.

But thinking of Ouyang Qianjin's bone and dark skills, he suddenly felt relieved.

This guy isEven if you sit in the cemetery, you can eat, drink and sleep well.

Maybe there is such a cemetery in the Never-Sleeping City, after all, you need to summon skeletons.

In fact, Tsepesh guessed right that there is such a thing as a cemetery in the Never-Sleeping City.

Although I don't know the principle.

But for the undead, going to the cemetery when they have nothing to do is like going to the mall, which makes them very excited.

Even Ju is unreliable, it seems that it can restore a lot of spirit?

So in order to create a comfortable "cemetery" for the undead who will never die, Ouyang Qianjin has to hire people to pretend to be corpses in the cemetery.

Or hunt monsters and bury the corpses.

It's outrageous, out of the blue.

"Then how long do we wait here?"

"Of course, wait until the whole dungeon is completed! Or wait until a strong enemy that even the undead and skeletons can't solve appears."

Pick up the teacup, Ouyang Qianjin looked at Tsepesh with a squint and laughed.

"Okay then."

Tepesh could only nod reluctantly, and then looked at Ouyang Qianjin as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of which, why are you in the castle? Didn't I say I'd come back in a day?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Tepesh's question, Ouyang Qianjin was also confused.

"Hasn't a day already passed?"

"No, it's only been about twelve hours here..."

Tepesh looked at the clock in the vampire maid Anna's hand, and then looked at Ouyang Qianjin strangely.

She remembered the one-day agreement very clearly.

So after entering the castle, she deliberately asked Anna to hold the clock in her hand.

So that she could calculate the time well.

As a result, this guy actually said that a day had passed outside?

"Is that so? There is also a certain limit on time. Is this considered slowing down or speeding up?"

After the two of them checked the "account", they instantly understood what was going on.

"Stupid, of course it slowed down, the internal time slowed down."

Tsepeshi curled his lips, not expecting Sister Ouyang to ask such a stupid question.

What's wrong with this person? Did he become stupid because of drinking tea?