The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0164 Undead Riot

After nearly 5 consecutive days of busy work, the list was finally finalized.

Li Xun stretched his waist, his bones cracked. so tired! The merits are calculated little by little, and the heroes' merits are calculated in the same way. You must not wrong these subordinates who have followed you the longest and are the most serious. Get off to a good start.

With the current construction progress, the treasure store can also be built, but unfortunately the construction conditions of 2000 soul crystals make people's liver tremble. Thinking of the dazzling array of treasures inside, all of them are top-quality equipment useful to him, it's a pity that he can only drool now.

The Land of Sleep is in a period of rapid expansion, and the current war process must not be stopped in order to hoard soul crystals. However, Li Xun also warned the Skeleton King that although the gate of the undead council was cut off, the forces that entered the undead plane to explore in the early stage are still there, especially there is a legendary lich inside. It can be said that before the mage tower was built, Li Xun was always in fear, lest his new power would be taken over by the enemy. Now with the protection of the Mage Tower, the Land of Sleep has built a towering skeleton wall around the valley, which is already the highest defense level among the three cemetery cities.

Li Xun's energies are now being drawn into the Land of Sleep, and the Undercity and Eternal Night City can only be entrusted to the butcher to guard alone, and the demon guards also stay in the Undercity. In order to prevent Zena from losing power in the underground world, Li Xun forced the blood demon to move closer to the city of Rasmuffel where Zena was located to help the priestess stabilize the family power. The stone tower is under the care of Little Jack, and there will be no problems in the short term. In this way, Li Xun has liberated himself and can devote himself to the study of mages.

The current Sleeping Land is constantly at war, and the Skeleton King leads the Ice Demon, 3 Dark Knights, and a group of cemetery men to sweep away all small forces and groups within a radius of 300 miles every day, except for the 11th-level ghost lord. Hundreds of ghosts are too annoying, jumping into the team to occupy a low-level undead, it is a civil war against oneself, which is the most troublesome object of the commander. Skeleton King doesn't plan to touch that group of hedgehogs without saving a certain amount of Lich.

Li Xun stayed in the city and built some ancillary buildings one by one, and gradually began to improve the city defense of the Sleeping Land. Some necessary spell-casting platforms were reasonably distributed behind the city wall of bones. From now on, this place will be the world of corpse witches.

There are 2 souls of the earth in the tumbling bone pile. These are Li Xun's high-priced purchases from several large commercial associations in Novus, and they are placed in the sleeping place for assimilation. , It is also convenient for the heroes of the undead world to use.

While Li Xun was working hard on the internal affairs, he stood up abruptly, his eyes staring at infinity. He is now in the mage tower and can't see the outside world at all, but it doesn't prevent him from sensing the outbreak of the holy light in the distance. holy light? Holy light appeared in the undead world? How could there be magicians here? Could it be...

The appearance of the holy light also triggered a riot in the boundless death breath in the undead world. The rancid smell that usually surges is like boiling water at this moment, directly spreading a wave of tyrannical hatred to the distance. Every undead covered by this wave of hatred, no matter what race they are, will have their soul fire soar, and they can't help but run towards the source of the wave of holy light.

Although the skeleton zombie crawled out of the cemetery also felt the fluctuation, they did not lose their minds, but they still stood facing the place where the holy light erupted for a long time.

Li Xun's heart moved. Under his command, hundreds of skeletons ran out of the city and headed for that place at the fastest speed. They had just run for less than 2 miles when a scalp-numbing smirk came from above their heads, and more than a dozen ghosts whizzed past them and flew away at an even faster speed.

Li Xun sits in the mage tower, and his sight has become wider as his subordinates spread out. The stone wall in front of him has now become a light wall, separating and projecting dozens of different angles of view. You Nu took a step forward, before saying anything, Li Xun had already stopped her first: "Don't worry, let the Ice Demon take a look after the Skeleton King returns with his team."

"I'm a warrior and an assassin." You Nu pouted stubbornly. Ever since she revealed her true self, she lost her share in many things.

"You are a hero, you should be used to commanding your subordinates. From now on, all ghost killers will be under your command, and Oro will be under your control!" Li Xun Xun Xun taught that a hero does need a certain amount of strength, but more importantly, a commander with a clear mind.

You Nu didn't continue to argue, the figure of the ice demon had already appeared in the camera.

The Ice Demon, who was fighting outside, had received Li Xun's order, and rushed forward through any door with a very short cooling time. On the way, he encountered some scattered undead creatures from time to time. of confusion.

Running wildly for 5 hours in a row, I encountered more and more undead creatures, which gradually gathered into a wave, rushing towards a certain direction. As the torrent continued, small groups of undead continued to flow in, and the wave became wider and thicker. Looking down from a high altitude, the edge could no longer be seen at a glance.

Undead riot?

With the aid of the vision of the ghost in mid-air, Li Xun could see far more clearly than any one in the wave. Not to mention the ground, even a sea of ​​soldiers had been pulled out in the sky, and countless ghosts and resentful ghosts shouted and made noise.

However, the sharp-eyed Li Xun found that there were not many high-level undead, and most of them were low-level undead. It is impossible for such a large area to have no high-level undead, so it can only show that the high-level undead can resist the fluctuation of death energy just now, and have not been bewitched or lured.

What was that fluctuation just now? If it is used well, it may be a big killer, but if someone uses it to deal with themselves, it will be terrible. These low-level undead can't see it themselves, but they can't stand the endlessness of others! The sea of ​​undead is simply unsolvable.

While thinking about it, another breath of holy light came from a distance. Could it be that someone is fighting? Li Xun vaguely had some guesses, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, silently thinking about something.

The ice demon was walking among the endless undead group. Normally, the high-level undead aura emitted by it would be enough to disperse these skeleton zombies. But today, the coercion of the undead has lost its effect. All the skeleton zombie soul fires flashed fierce red lights, crowding around the ice demon, strenuously marching towards the source of the holy light explosion.

The ice demon looked around in disgust. Although it was also a skeleton, since it evolved into a high-level undead, it has been full of contempt for these low-level races. Countless ice knives are cruising around the ice demon, and any low-level undead who try to get close to it will be smashed into pieces and then frozen in place. The ice demon walked all the way, it can be said that it was advancing on the bones of countless skeletons and zombies, leaving behind a frosty path that no one dared to step on.

These little guys have all run away. Aren't there only a few high-level undead guarding the lair in many ethnic groups? Li Xun smiled badly, and immediately passed this idea to Skeleton King. So the Lich team of some size in the Land of Sleep was dispatched, and the arrow pointed directly at the Ghost House not far away.

This run lasted a full day and night, and the undead were tireless, but Li Xun couldn't stand it anymore. At the seventh hour, he dozed off on the throne of bones and handed over the monitoring work to You Nu.

When there was a change on the camera, You Nu woke up Li Xun.

This is a battle, a battle destined to be tragic.

A battle of one person against one plane.

Hiberil mechanically waved the holy sword in his hand, turning every undead within ten meters of him into ashes. The magical blessing on his body has only a thin layer left, and his heart is full of despair. In this place of endless death, without the protection of the holy power, the flesh and blood on his body will be corrupted within 10 hours. This is an irreversible infection process, and he will consciously appreciate every step of the transformation. A moment, every minute changes.

The hatred for the undead, the fear of the future fate, and the confusion about abandoning himself to the gods made Syberrill's consciousness gradually faint. He is not a magician, but a paladin. He focuses on physical attack ability. The highest level of magic can only touch level 7. The two bursts just now are level 7 magic.

In this evil plane that cannot contact the God of Morning Light through prayers, the holy power stored in his body is getting less and less. The holy sword in his hand wiped out every undead that rushed up. Due to the lack of support from the holy power, the holy sword of Nasir has lost its purifying aura, but it can still destroy every core of dead energy it touches, that is, the soul fire of the undead.

The holy sword of Nasir is not a top-level weapon, but as the standard weapon of the paladins of the Temple of the God of Morning Light, it has the best match with the divine power of the morning light. As long as the divine power continues, it is an unrivaled magic weapon.

After fighting for many days without eating or supplementing divine power, Sybril was already on the verge of collapse, and could no longer drag the enemy's encirclement by relying on speed. Besides, there are undead everywhere here. There will be undead on the ground, in the sky, and even underground, and they will come out and stretch out their dirty and filthy claws, hoping to be the first to taste the flesh full of holy power, regardless of whether they can digest it. Hateful light.

In such a place, the strategic shift has become a joke. Syberrill is not a thief who can hide his breath, he will only smash the enemy head-on. The longer the holy power is used, the more undead will be attracted, and the more he will be unable to escape. This is an unsolvable endless cycle, unless one party completely falls down, and the breath is completely wiped out.

Staggering and running, he had to move. There were too many undead that he killed and purified into ashes, and the falling dust was enough to bury him. The gloomy and rancid fog in the undead world made him unable to see far away, but the undead that he saw all over the mountains and plains when the holy power erupted was enough to make his heart sink into the bottomless abyss.

He no longer had any hope of returning to the main material world alive. He was just mechanized killing the undead, preventing his body from being stained with those filthy claws.