Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

In the dark night, on the barren land, a high bonfire lit up the dead trees around.

A team of necromancers camped here, and tireless undead creatures stood on the outermost periphery of the camp, with their empty eye sockets facing the dark dense forest.

In the seemingly vast camp, there are all undead creatures, and there are only a handful of necromancers, all gathered in the central area of ​​the camp, in the largest camp.

The night that should have made necromancers feel cordial has become the enemy they are guarding against. No one knows what kind of creatures exist in the dark forest, the enemies that are in ambush, or the darkness that devours everything. .

The corpse witch covering the breath of death is following the will of the necromancer, patrolling the camp non-stop, and the bones on his body are creaking regularly.

With the arrival of the Necromancer, the animals have long since disappeared. In the face of the transformation of the corpse witch king, any dead living thing cannot escape the end of becoming a corpse witch.

Inside the camp at the center, Loman, who has the title of "Heart of the Witch", is looking at an opened map and thinking constantly.

I drew my fingertips across the map, from the Green City to Zhishui City, and then continued to swim along the winding Milis River, and finally stayed on the quiet city. It was not a long fingernail, leaving it on the map. There were many pale nicks, and at the same time, Loman showed a thoughtful look.

Next to him, there are two necromancers, a man and a woman, and the death energy radiated by him is not weaker than that of Loman himself.

As the battle progressed, waves of cleansing within the Necromancer had already occurred. The weak Necromancers were the first to be eroded. Their strength was not enough to control the transformed corpse witches. They could only do other things. The necromancer Tim made a wedding dress.

In this case, even if there is no more detailed order, in order to avoid the coming of death, the necromancer, who has always been alone, took the initiative to choose the group action.

A senior necromancer like Loman is no exception, and he must unite with other necromancers to bring some comfort to his restless mind.

The object Loman chose to join forces with was naturally a necromancer with similar strength to him. Among Necromancers, only existences with the same rank and position are eligible for equal communication.

As the team got deeper and deeper into the territory of Eri, Loman's anxiety became stronger and stronger. Looking at the map in front of him, Loman could only sigh deeply.

"Are you afraid of death? Heart of the corpse witch? Death energy overflows from your body. This is not a good sign. This is only the case for people who are in despair."

The hoarse female voice with a little accent came from a necromancer, and it didn't mean to question, it was more to state a fact.

"I don't have any fear. Do you know? Before this battle started, I lived a life like this, transforming other creatures into undead creatures, accompany death all day long, and at the same time avoiding death. Today is just It's... an ordinary day."

In the end, Loman was obviously insufficiently angry, and the necromancer on the side also discovered this.

"Come on, you should talk to those necromancers who have never seen you before. I don't know who was frightened by the squirrel. He released a ball of fire and ignited a large forest. It was a mistake to join hands with you. Decision." The female necromancer rolled her eyes.

"Is there a reason? You have also heard about the'Dead Devourer'. How do I know that it was a squirrel that caused a noise in the forest, not something terrifying?"

As soon as Loman explained the words, the camp suddenly fell silent, whether it was the female Necromancer who choked him or another Necromancer, with a serious face at this time.

Unexplained yin wind swept through, the candlelight in the camp shook for a while, the flame tended to extinguish at any time, cold sweat dripped from the top of Loman's head, and at this time, he also realized what he had said.

"You shouldn't mention this name, Loman. In the dense forest, this name is a taboo. You will cause bad luck for us, and the horrible darkness will swallow us." The male necromancer on the side said solemnly.

"Oh, please, this is just a stupid name, you actually believe those rumors?"

The male necromancer had a pale face, and his expression was obviously frightened:

"That's not the rumors that can explain it, Loman. Hundreds of Necromancers died in its hands, and even the corpse witches transformed by the Necromancer also melted into the darkness, never to be seen again. Traces. Nobody knows its identity, its name has become a curse. If you don’t want to kill us, it’s best not to mention the name again."

"I told you early in the morning that it was a fake news released by Eli Fang. The purpose is to make us fearful, so as to resolve the offensive. The so-called'Dead Devourer' is just a certain organization in Eli. There is nothing that can scare the necromancer who is accompanied by death, absolutely nothing!"

Loman, who was questioned, rebuked loudly, seeking approval and at the same time, in this way, he felt a little at ease.

"Perhaps you don't know yet, there are already Necromancers who collect its information from the Thieves Guild at a high price. It has always been only one person, not an organization!" The male Necromancer had no intention of arguing with Loman, and whispered this. Fan said, "It has a unique ability to swallow all the bones of corpse witches. If it is Eri's organization, why has no one ever found a bone belonging to a corpse witch?"

The female necromancer on the side is reluctant to participate in this topic. It can be seen that she is also scrupulous about the name Loman mentioned: "Well, guys, no matter what the actual situation is, we better stick to it. , Wait until the sun dispels the darkness, and lead the undead creatures on the road again. Loman, don't mention that name again."

With the mediation of this female necromancer, Loman and the pale-faced male necromancer no longer speak, and they agree with what the female necromancer mentioned in their hearts.

Looking at Loman on the side, the male necromancer's eyes were not angry, and he was obviously dissatisfied with his previous actions.

"Goo... hiccup..."

The elongated grunt sounded from the male necromancer's abdomen. At the same time, his face changed for a while, and finally he could not bear the physical discomfort, and quickly walked out of the camp.

"I'll solve it." After such a word, the male necromancer walked out of the warm camp.

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