Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Damo Franky, the leader of the 100-man scout group, sat in the tent of the camp and asked in disbelief: "What? Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? A small group of demon soldiers really appeared near Broken Tooth Valley?"

The scout mage, who rushed back to the outpost camp with the Spear of Annihilation on his back, nodded and said: "Sir, you are definitely not mistaken. Whether it is the footprints of riding monsters or the remaining traces of demon soldiers setting up camps, we are very familiar with them."

Franky was stunned and said: "How is it possible... We have deployed three regiments of mage scouts in the entire Evil Moon Mountains. How did they secretly avoid the defense line we set up and cross the mountains to enter the southern border..."

Along the entire Evil Moon Mountains, there are only three mountain gaps that allow the demons to march in large numbers to invade the southern border, including the hilly highlands where the Federation has built permanent fortifications, the Eagle's Beak Canyon defended by the church's garrison, and the Green Mountain River Beach where the Seven Nations Wizard Alliance is stationed.

In addition, if the demons want to enter the southern border, they can only risk crossing the snow-capped mountains, but this is difficult for ordinary demon soldiers. Only those powerful demon priests of the same level as high-level spellcasters will occasionally forcefully fly over the Evil Moon Mountain to raid the human coalition forces on the south side of the mountain.

"Could it be that there is another defensive loophole on the Green Mountain Beach?"

Franky shook his head and said, "Impossible. After the demon offensive slowed down recently, the Wizard Kingdom coalition forces regained the defensive initiative of Green Mountain and added a lot of extra troops..."

Compared with the two passes heavily defended by the church and the federation, the Green Mountain Beach guarded by the wizard seven-nation coalition is indeed a historical defensive weakness. Since the outbreak of the war between the two races, it has experienced several repeated battles.

When the situation was the most severe, the demon army even directly occupied the Green Mountain Beach and marched south to the outside of Black Stone City, causing the human race to pay a huge price and spend several years to push back.

Therefore, the bloody battlefield of the war between the two races in Green Mountain has always been the focus of attention of the three parties of the human alliance. It is impossible to ignore it easily and allow any demon army to come in.

Franky stood up and walked to the area map hanging on the wall of the tent. He stared at the human coalition stronghold closest to the cliff valley, and suddenly turned to his scout mage and asked: "Our scout team responsible for monitoring the area, how long has it been since we contacted the church's trial army stationed there?"

The scout mage was stunned for a moment, and replied in confusion: "Sir, since we started the counterattack, we haven't paid attention to those guys again. The church has always been dissatisfied with our excessive attention to the defense area they are responsible for, and thinks that we are stretching our hands too far..."

Franky's heart sank when he heard this, and he raised his hand and pointed heavily at a trial army camp near the Broken Tooth Valley, and said in a deep voice: "I have a bad feeling... The trial army troops stationed nearby may have had an accident!"

...

A fierce gust of wind carried several figures from the sky, causing a burst of screams and screams from birds and beasts in the originally quiet wilderness and dense forests.

Franky and Raphael appeared in the storm tornado, followed by several mid-level scout mages who were carried by them using flying magic.

"I think this is completely unnecessary worry..." Raphael, the leader of the scout group, pulled his standard robes that were blown by the wind, frowned and complained to Franky, "Maybe it was a branch of a demon army that invaded the southern border before, and was accidentally left in the south of the Evil Moon Mountains and didn't have time to evacuate back, and has been hiding and wandering around here..."

Franky shook his head and completely disagreed with this statement, "How is it possible? How many strengthening secret medicines can they carry? Can they last for several years and still have the strength to be active? If they were really an isolated army left here, they would have died of weakness due to lack of medicine."

Raphael shrugged and said nothing, "No matter how they wandered around, send a few scout teams to search them out and wipe them out... With the Gun of Annihilation in hand, with the help of the scouts The mages' reconnaissance techniques are no different from killing a few pheasants..."

He paused and sneered disdainfully: "In theory, this area is the defense zone of the church, but it is common for us to clean up their messes and wipe their asses. These hypocritical trash would probably prefer to shrink in the parish, holding their holy books all day to fool those stupid believers..."

Frankie smiled bitterly and advised: "When we get to their garrison camp later, don't curse all the time. I don't want to fight in their territory. After returning, I will be questioned and investigated by the Alliance Committee. I will have to stay up all night to write a self-criticism report..."

Raphael pouted and was about to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but the scout mages who were sent to the church garrison camp in advance hurried back.

"My Lords! Really... something really happened!"

"The gate of the Judgment Army's camp was open, and the inside was empty and in a mess. There were no signs of attack or fighting, but... but there was no one left!"

Franky was stunned and said coldly: "What? No one in the camp? Where are the Judgment Army of the Church? If I remember correctly, there are a thousand Judgment Army soldiers stationed here?"

Even if they leave the camp to patrol or perform combat missions, at least a few people will be left behind to stay and communicate. It is impossible for all of them to disappear without a single one left.

"Sir, you will know after you go and see it. Not only is there no one in the camp, but even the Holy Light Beacon Tower built on the hillside must always be left to guard the warning according to the requirements, and those who ignite the beacon fire at any time will also be missing!"

Raphael finally realized the seriousness of the problem and frowned and said, "No wonder...no wonder this demon soldiers appeared nearby, but we did not receive any notification from the church... It turned out that there was no judgement army here at all. Being left behind means a huge defensive space appeared directly, allowing those damn demons to wander around at will!"

A scout mage who followed him said with a worried expression: "Sir, the number of these remnants of demons roaming nearby is quite large. Judging from their marching traces, there are at least several hundred people. Carrying monsters... If they pass the fortifications of the Judgment Army, they will be a large number of villages where civilians live..."

He was a local spellcaster from the Western Region. His hometown was in a rich farm near Duanya Valley. He couldn't help but subconsciously began to worry about the safety of his hometown and his tribe.

"Quick! Use magic to send a message immediately and notify the nearest spellcaster troops to come for reinforcements! Let all the scout mages active in this nearby disperse and lock in the movements of the remaining demon soldiers as soon as possible!"

Raphael whispered: "Do you want to notify the advanced caster team so that those adults who can fly and support can cooperate with us to clear out this demon army?"

Franky sighed and said to himself: "The last supply line attack was mainly based on our scout mages, and letting them bait as a match has caused most high-level spell casters to be secretly dissatisfied, and the matter did not come to the commander. Who can command them?”

...

The temperature in the western region has not dropped sharply in early autumn, and golden wheat grows on the continuous and flat black soil. After some days, it is a good harvest season.

An old donkey cart was creaking on the dirt road. The driver was dozing while pulling the reins while trying his best not to let the animals pulling the cart deviate from the road. There were dense woods on both sides. If you were not careful, The car will overturn.

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The old donkey pulling the cart suddenly stopped, his ears raised and made a low hissing. The driver turned his head and looked into the woods beside the road in confusion, and found that there seemed to be some movement in the bushes.

There have never been many large beasts active in the plains of Duanya Valley. In addition, the church has been garrisoned here for a long time, and even refugees and robbers dare not be active nearby, so it is unlikely that they are bandits who block the road.

But the footsteps coming from the forest became heavier, as if more than one person were there, and some heavy breathing sounds from animals...

The coachman stood there in a daze, just about to say hello and ask.

I suddenly rushed out of the dense forest, a four-legged beast that was even larger than a camel bull, and a strange man with bright red skin and armor was riding on his back. He was yelling at the alien language that he could not understand at all, and headed straight to the center of the road. The donkey cart rushed over.

The coachman was so scared that his hair stood up all over his body, and he watched a cold light slash straight towards his head.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, only a desperate thought was left in his mind - how could the demons appear here? Where did the knights in the church go?

The morning mist was filled with the fog, and a group of ferocious demons with red skin came from somewhere. They rode the huge terrifying monsters and rushed into the rich and peaceful village to break the original tranquility.

The roar of the monster, the grim smile of the alien race, the cry of the civilians, and the sound of the sharp blade stabbing into the flesh and blood body are intertwined, forming a cruel scene of doomsday.

The flames suddenly rose from the hay-woven roof, and the blazing fire reflected the sky red. Dozens of young and strong villagers gathered spontaneously, holding iron farm tools and resisted for a moment in vain. After the iron hooves of the demon cavalry charged forward, they all It turned into a miserable headless corpse, lying on the streets of the village, and was ruthlessly trampled into flesh and blood by the monsters.

The old, weak, women and children desperately searched for secrets to hide, but under the keen sense talent of the demon soldiers, they were searched one by one, and used their sharp blade to push forward the barn and houses that were still burning.

There was no hesitation and pity in the eyes of these demon soldiers, only the endless cruelty and murderous intent of red. Screams came one after another, and blood flowed along the dirt village road, soaking the ground in black and red.

When the first ray of morning light penetrated the burning smoke, the small village where hundreds of people had lived had become ruins, leaving only the ruins that were still licked by embers, and the broken bodies looming everywhere. ...