The lord is red again

"it's over?"

Socker's red furnace gasped.

It is released from the peculiar dense fog, everything seems to be just a dream.

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A large number of people in the corner camp disappeared. He knew where those people went, and died and lost forever.

Even the horn sisters who are managers disappear.

He came outside, standing in the port and looking into the distance, the shadow of the night shrouded the water.

Until a shadow wearing a high speed cut through the water surface.

After stretching the inflammatory wings, the black ghost cloak was suspended, and the heavy armor was unable to match the sense of great oppression.

Lind Alman shook his heart.

"Adult." Socker lowered his head ashamed.

Adults appear here, it is necessarily because of his misconduct. The first operation failed so much, and he was panicked.

"I want you to win the red furnace castle as soon as possible."

Linde did not comfort Soke. As a superior, he should never make a little merit under his hands, and even comforted it when you made mistakes. The lord needs absolute authority.

This time the accident can be avoided. Although it was attacked by the "Hai Shen", if all the immortal people were acting together from the beginning, the situation would be reversed.

"yes!"

Sok lowered his head and was seriously serious.

On the second day, the undead team led by Sok Red Furnace went to the Red Furnace Castle. Only when he accelerated the speed, he was surprised to find out how terrible this team's mobility was.

I wo n’t be tired, I do n’t complain, and I do n’t need to use it all ... I even saw someone rushing on the road with magic for the first time, so that when the magic was released, the body would be sprinted forward for a while.

A group of red figures blocked the undead team led by Soke.

The skin is red, and the elbow joint, knee joint and other positions are wrapped in red crystals. The arch is extremely long and the body is stubborn, but the speed is very fast when moving.

"That's a corpse." Socker explained the puzzled gaze of the soldiers.

Undead: "Biochemical experiments? Is that magic school a protective umbrella company in the magic world?"

"Protecting umbrellas? They are not." Sok had no good opinion of the Far East Magic School.

There is no estimation of people who survive.

"There are a lot of things that run out of that place! A variety of, strange shapes, but they have the same characteristics and are good at killing."

Non -dead people don't think it's bad.

A group of crazy magic scientists study new varieties of monsters to provide them with more and more interesting gaming experiences. After all, enemies with a wide range of categories are also fun.

Looking at the soldiers who were eager to try, Sok had to clearly clear his throat.

"They are immortal."

"Coincidentally, who is not."

Socker felt that he was playing the piano with the piano. The bad thing was not that Niu couldn't understand, but that Niu didn't even think of refuting himself a few words.

Just like now.

"They are pursuing bloody fear and screams, and sometimes magic will also become the source of crazy attacks." Sok had to emphasize, "The strength of red skin is very poor. If you see that the whole body is wearing crystal armor, you should consider Run away. "

"Don't forget our mission!" He had to move out of the task.

If you are not afraid of nothing, you are afraid of the failure of the mission.

But an undead person asked questions.

"Is there no lord of the corpse? It's like a corpse king with IQ."

"How do you know?" Soke was surprised.

They are obviously not people on this mainland, but they can guess the King of Epilepan.

"It is written in the last days novels. If you have played zombie games, you must know that there are classic characters, tanks, witch and the like." The undead people suddenly didn't care.

In front of NPCs, they are not scrupled and they are also their fun. Especially NPC really remember the content of chatting with themselves, and can even treat it as a topic.

"They are a wild gossip based on the ability of the undead wizard." Sok did not understand, so he pulled back the topic, "Break one, it will cause a group of groups."

As soon as the words fell, there was no fear of death.

The flame arrow got up, bombarding the red epilepsy chest and pumping the sword and chopping.

The lion chopped and smashed.

After pressing the corpse down, he hit the giant sword with both hands.

With a word, the head of the epilepsy deformed, but his body was still struggling.

"The head is not its weakness, this stuff is the undead!"

Although it is a "zombie", unlike zombies from the scientific world in their impression, the corpses here have become like this, no matter how many times they die, they will only stand up.

"There must be a control center."

"The corpse king is nearby?"

"Nonsense, how can there be a corpse king."

"Don't be noisy, look at the front."

A large number of epilepsy rushed towards them.

"We should ..." Socker just wanted to speak, but saw that he followed his soldiers to hold a weapon, as if the barbaric screamed excitedly, and then rushed to the red epilepsy in front of him.

"It's a group of lunatics!"

Obviously, there is no shortage of talented archers among these people. Sock can see the tricky arrows cut through the sky, accurately hit the epilepsy, and drive them to the ground. Sometimes it runs through the eyes, sometimes it is the chest ... … In short, everything may be the position of fatal weakness, but unfortunately there is no fatal weakness in the magic world.

Just like many strong men do not die if they lose their hearts after a certain degree of strength.

The attack was rapid, and a large number of soldiers collided with the corpse, leaving no spare no effort to follow, and Socker felt like standing in a blacksmith shop. There were several blacksmiths around him who were fighting the iron.

He was upset.

The world in front of him became chaotic, the air trembled and raised the dirt and stones, pushed it to the air, and then the ground would immediately drag everything back to the ground.

"Can't he die?"

Someone finally found a problem.

So Ke was relieved, and it was not difficult to retreat and bypass this group of corpses.

Waste the time with a group of things that can not die easily, except for adding a few injuries, no harvest.

"Wait, I seem to know how to guide this stuff."

He held his own staff, and he used the "Mystery Arrow" to quickly take time to the surrounding magic elements.

The bad casting environment made others scold.

But soon they discovered that the nearby corpse turned around and looked at it, and the probe looked at the mysterious arrow in the condensed.

The staff shakes gently.

The kittens attracted by the cat's cat stick shake their heads together.

"I want to play too!" Someone immediately joined it.

The number of epilepsy staring at the rods to condense the mystery arrows is increasing, and they gather in small groups and small groups.

"What is this principle?"

"Magic element."

Someone broke the principle in a word.

Undead people with a large number of magic elements around them have allowed the corpse to be in an environment where there is no magic. Obviously, the manufacturers of the test products have time to use the control group to perform experiments in the future.

"Being keen to magic, to sound, to everything, but they do not need eyes or ears, so there must be other ways to perceive the outside world."

That kind of way may only be -magic.

"What to do after? I seem to be unable to hold it anymore."

"Lord Sockee, what direction is the Red Furnace Fort?"

"That direction."

Sok pointed to the way, but did not understand what this group intends to do.

In the event of life and death, these people are always looking for some fun to relieve boring, and even think that it is more important than attacking the red furnace castle.

They will soon lose interest.

Socked suddenly frowned, because he saw a few people surrounding a corpse and studied it with rough means. They were like children who had no good and evil, and the wings of the insects were completely filmed. Or let the praying mantis lose double knife, etc., just for fun.

"How about led the corpse to siege the city?"

"Miao!"

The proposal was instantly approved by all immortal people.

Only Sock disagreed, but no one listened to him. He wondered how Linde had obeyed this group of people, because the scene that he had seen in the penalty area before, all proved that Linde had absolute possession of absolutely possessing absolute Control.

One vote veto, a few obey the majority.

Sock Red Furnace now misses his undead workers. Although it does not speak, it is awkward and has no brains, but it is obedient.

Still a corpse.

Nympho

Wind and sunny.

Maybe?

The sun hangs on the top of the head, but does not bring the calories in imagination. If it is ignored, sometimes it will think that the cold and desperate night will be thought.

Red furnace fort.

Anna Gang was wearing a long blue dress with hair on his head with a beautiful sapphire mule behind his head. The sapphire was suspended by magic technology. As she moved, the gem would tremble lightly, as if a drop of blue, as if a drop of blue. Tears.

Looking at the distance through the window.

Compared to the castle, those crowded people in the distant crowd are her wealth.

Suddenly, she noticed a strong figure in a wolf skin. In the distance in the distance, the undead dragon fluttered and patrolled her territory.

She immediately squeezed a smile on her face, and raised her skirt corner to turn around.

All the way to the stairs, he met with a man in the wolf skin.

"Honey."

She voted her arms and raised her hand gently to the man's brows.

The sound is soft, with a hint of charming: "Take a good rest, help you massage and relax?"

The man rudely hugged her and rushed back to the room.

Yun Sanyu rests.

"It's all good news hahaha." The man laughed. "We have conquered two areas! There are also the bad places in the Far East Magic School, and the gray scales cannot stop us!"

"Of course!" Anna was buried in the other side of the other side, expressing her attitude with her voice.

It's just that her eyes turn, as if thinking about others.

"grown ups."

There was a sound outside, interrupted the warmth of the two.

"grown ups."

The sound did not think he was disturbing, and kept shouting.

The man frowned. He sat up and waited for Anna to get dressed for himself before opening the door to go out.

His heads with his waist drooping lowly, until the tip of the man's boots broke into his own sight, he continued to speak: "A group of strange people are approaching the red furnace fort, they bring a lot of epilepsy."

"Epillain?"

Men quickly moved to the streets like a long sword. The body flexibly rolled over and hindered to the roof, and jumped into the city wall by high height.

The soldiers of the Red Fort have picked up the shield, and they knew how difficult the red epilepsy was.

In front of the zombies that surged like a red tide was a group of lunatics with smiles on their faces.

They chose to form a team of two, one carrying the other on his back, acting as a human horse.

The person being carried would hold up the staff and use some kind of magic to pull the zombies, forcing them to catch up.

When a zombie was ready to give up the pursuit, the staff would shine, and the strong magical perception would lead them to embark on the journey of pursuit again.

"It's just crazy!"

The man didn't understand.

He clearly saw that many people were unable to dodge and were knocked down and torn by the zombies.

"Give me the bow!"

He drew the bow and aimed at one person, and his fingers gently released. The bowstring vibrated, and the arrow accurately pierced the runner's thigh, and his body fell uncontrollably and threw his companions on his back away.

Others reacted and realized that as long as the bastards who attracted the zombie tide were stopped, this sudden siege would end.

What was unexpected was that the group of people who fell to the ground did not choose to resist or escape, but simply understood themselves.

"Mad!" Everyone agreed tacitly.

Driven by their madness, the zombies approached the gate of Redforge little by little.

Just facing their confident expressions, the man also smiled.

He did nothing, but a ghostly cold blue flame spewed from his head. The guides in the first row and the zombies in the second row, from front to back, the flames seemed to pour down from the sky like a waterfall, washing the enemies in front.

After the flames swept through, only a pile of burnt, deformed and curled corpses were left.

But those zombies were still trying to stand up. They would never give up the attack until they were completely turned into ashes.

There was a strong wind above.

The undead dragon spread its wings and dived, burning the zombies with flames, trying to completely stop their offensive steps.

But the number of zombies was extremely large, and every time a wave was killed, another wave would soon emerge.

What's more, the undead dragon released magic, and the powerful attraction made it like a torch in the middle of the night, madly attracting the zombies to turn into moths and pounce on them.

Some zombies were already climbing up the wall.

The defensive battle that was easy before officially turned into a fierce battle at this moment.

The first corpse climbed up the wall and bit the soldier's neck, blood spurted out, and the long sword fell to the ground.

More and more rushed over.

The man picked up the long sword next to the corpse, and then looked forward with a serious look.

The red storm was approaching, and the screams of the corpses echoed on the wall, like the wailing of ghosts.

The undead dragon spread its wings and flew, and the whole world seemed to shake under the flapping of its wings, becoming restless.

The cold murderous aura hit everyone's neck, like hailstones that drilled into the neck recklessly.

Sok was watching this scene quietly outside the battlefield.

His eyes fell on a familiar figure.

"Gang!"