The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0213

Simply arranged the formation, and several resistant and resistant ones were in front, including a lord-level zombie, a silver mummy and 2 meat shields. The mutant ghoul was responsible for guerrilla attacks behind them and To protect the fragile Skeleton Mage and Arthas, the Corpse King simply didn't assign tasks, just save his own life.

Their arrival also attracted the attention of the undead in the castle. At the beginning, the broken top of the castle could still see figures shaking, but when they came closer, they could no longer see any signs of biological activity.

As the nail in the Land of Sleep, Broken Ridge Castle has experienced many harassments. Yes, the teams that came to encircle and suppress the previous few times miscalculated the growth rate of the undead knight leading the black warrior, and they all returned in succession. This made the value of this stronghold skyrocket and forced the mission hall to open a more attractive meritorious service award.

Thinking of this, the green-haired zombie couldn't help but gleefully. To be able to grab this mission before that aggressive necromancer, my own wisdom and decisiveness are really amazing. As long as he wins this task, he will have enough merits in exchange for the undead as his subordinates, which is a real tough hand.

In the future, as long as he can form an army independently, then all the meritorious service will be enjoyed by himself alone, and there is no need to distribute according to work like now. Even if you can't form an independent army in the early stage, you can still take an extra share of the spoils with the hard power of the necromancers. It's a cool thing to think about.

"Boss, it seems that they don't plan to fight!" The silver mummy Bru and the green-haired zombie walked in front side by side, looking at the still quiet castle, hesitant.

"Then let's break in. It's best to block them in, and save them from coming out to surround them on all sides. At that time, we can't protect the few softies behind." The green-haired zombie held a giant tower shield in one hand. , holding a big guillotine in one hand, and yelled nonchalantly. His loud voice and discrimination in his words attracted a series of cursing from behind, only the corpse king put on a zombie face indifferently.

Now the undead who are working hard in the sleeping place basically have their own names. After all, in order to distinguish each individual, when applying for the identity plate in the mission hall, the mission iron man will randomly assign some names to them. After they are familiar with the name, the undead will recognize this name.

As the soul crystals circulated among the native undead, these first batch of crab-eating undead were already very different from the newly subdued undead. The most obvious thing is the strength and activity of the soul, which is manifested in the appearance, that is, everyone has become a ghost, and accepting new rules and new things is much faster than before.

The most typical one is the green-haired zombie. When he was first subdued by the Skeleton King, he couldn't even speak a complete sentence. But now, the formation of troops is already in good shape, and he can even think about his future.

In the blink of an eye for 2 miles, the 6 "people" team has slowly arrived at the gate of Broken Ridge Castle.

The reason here is called Broken Ridge Castle, because this ancient castle was built on a cliff. But after tens of thousands of years of erosion, half of the ancient castle was destroyed with the collapse of the cliff, and only the other half was built on solid rock, which barely survived.

Now that the opponent is entrenched in the remnant castle, the green-haired team can only pinch their noses and grope inside to clean it up.

This is an old-fashioned castle with a 4-story structure. All the buildings are made of square stones, and the pieces fit together tightly. There are shooting ports on each floor, and it can be seen at a glance that the building was originally used for military purposes. The outer walls of the castle have long since collapsed, like an old lady with a broken tooth, revealing the dark narrow gate of the main castle.

The green-haired team slowly climbed up the slope in front of the castle, passed through the remains of the wall that was only half a meter high, and approached the gate of the main castle.

"Corpse King, try it out!" Moros the green-haired zombie shouted loudly.

"okay!"

The corpse king agreed, and as he raised his hands high, a phantom of a square tombstone gradually rose on the ground in front of the castle, and a clumsy, skinny zombie crawled out of it. The world of undead has this advantage. All the spells for summoning low-level undead do not need to prepare materials in advance, and they come instantly.

Under the command of the corpse king, the summoned zombies rushed into the narrow gate of the main castle dragging their crooked ankles. As soon as the figure disappeared into the shadow inside the gate, two saber lights on both sides of the gate lit up. The zombie whose arms had been cut off screamed and continued to rush forward. As more knives flashed, the zombie was finally chopped into pieces of meat of different sizes, which fell on the dry stone floor and quickly rotted into The smelly black water disappeared without a trace.

Before dying, the zombie has passed the internal situation it sensed to the controller, the corpse king, and then shared it with all teammates. This kind of simple telepathic communication is also an essential skill for the cemetery team.

Unexpectedly, the dark hiding place in the hall on the first floor of the main castle was full of black warriors who had already prepared, but this was not a problem for the green-haired team.

The green-haired zombie Moros rushed forward with a tower shield in his hand, occupying the gate, but he didn't go any further. Instead, he urged the mummy Bru to make up for it, and the two meat shields blocked the gate tightly. It might not make any sense to do this in the past, but today is different. They have an extra spellcaster in their team-the skeleton mage.

After a few muttered incantations, a huge fireball rose up and flew into the hall, rubbing the tops of the two meat shields. With a bang, the red light inside lit up, and a scorching heat wave swept out from the gate, blowing the sparse white hair on the top of Moros's head back and curly.

"Good guy, come a few more!" Moros listened to the howling ghosts and wolves inside, tightened the tower shield in his hand, blocked his front, and shouted back with his neck straight.

The silver mummy Blue next to him didn't have the habit of using equipment. He just covered his face with his hands and let the heat wave roll past him. The runes of the shroud around his body flowed, keeping the heat out without any damage.

As the spell of the skeleton mage sounded, a new fireball was rising again, which caused chaos among the black warriors in the hall. No one wanted to try the power of the spellcaster with a fragile body. The black warriors who had tasted the smoldering for the first time rushed out from hidden places such as stone pillars and corners, and rushed towards the gate.

The black warriors miscalculated, they didn't expect that there was a spellcaster among the attackers! Even though they are only low-level skeleton mages, throwing fireballs around with their hands and feet is enough for them to drink a pot.

The gate is tight and narrow, only enough for 3 normal people to go in and out side by side. It is blocked by 2 large zombies and mummies, and there is no way out. The green-haired zombie Moros held up the tower shield in front of him, and the mummy Blue took half of his body as a substitute, and soon collided with the opponent head-on.

The two black warriors twisted their muscles and muscles, and they raised their metal swords and slashed on the tower shield. The sound of "dangdang" metal impact was endless, and countless sparks burst out. Moros's wide tower shield shook slightly, and his feet rubbed against the rough rocky ground, and he couldn't hold back anymore, and he retreated continuously due to the shock.

"Bru, help!" Moros panicked and yelled. The mummy, Bru, hugged his thick waist from behind and pushed forward fiercely, only then did he stabilize his retreat.

At this moment, the second fireball flew out and landed not far from the gate. The flame burst out again, and the flames from the explosion enveloped any objects within a range of about 3 meters, involving the two black warriors. The heat waves pounded and oscillated back and forth in the tight area, knocking down everything that stood upright.

Moros, who stood at the front, was protected by a tower shield. The heat wave rolled over, and the exposed skin of his body was immediately burnt from blue-purple to black charcoal. When he brushed it lightly with his hand, it fell off into powder.

The effect of the first fireball cannot be seen and cannot be commented on, but the effect of the second fireball is very intuitive. The two black warriors who were caught in the center of the fireball explosion had turned into cokes in the form of human beings, and they were burned by the flames terribly, while the other black warriors were only slightly injured. For such injuries, as long as the soul fire is not damaged, the undead can recover through time.

The corpse king at the back took the opportunity to raise his hands again, the phantom of the tombstone rose in the gate, and another zombie slowly climbed up. Although he was chopped into pieces all over the ground with a few knives by the black warrior inside, after all, it was delayed for a while and gave Moros a chance to adjust. The fireball that erupted at close range just now knocked him out by more than 1 meter. If there were no zombies controlled by the corpse king to block the way, he might be sneaked out by the opponent.

"Well done, Corpse King, you will have a share of the feat this time!" Moros was originally contemptuous of this fellow who had just crawled out of the cemetery, but now it seems that he is better than his side in terms of eyesight alone. blue.

"Get out of the way!" A deep and hoarse voice sounded in the castle hall, and all the black warriors immediately flashed to the sides, revealing a tall figure walking out of the shadows.

There was a "clang" sound of metal impacts as he walked around. An undead knight covered in metal armor and his face covered by a full-face helmet walked towards the green-haired zombie calmly and powerfully. Moros dared not look directly at the blazing soul fire. A deep black metal spear in his hand couldn't see its texture, but it could be seen from the tip of the burning spear that it was extraordinary.

This is close to a magic weapon.

With a muffled sound of "Dang", a pit clearly appeared in the center of the tower shield. The strength of the opponent and the firmness of the spear in his hand made the green fur team speechless. The big boss of Broken Ridge Castle, the 11th-level undead knight, was brought out so quickly, which was a bit beyond their expectations. But since he came, he had already prepared, and it was impossible to be intimidated by the other party's intimidation.

The third fireball formed at the fastest speed, and flew towards the imposing undead knight with a whoosh.

The undead knight made a noise, grabbed a black warrior and threw it out. The two met in mid-air, and a dazzling red glow erupted. The black warrior was directly burned to ashes. Since the center of the explosion was just above the head of the green-haired zombie Moros, he also suffered bad luck, and his entire upper body smelled of burnt.