The players only felt that a bright golden light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, another golden multi-ring formation unfolded on the city wall.

Orengel and Clemont helped him out of the magic circle and reappeared on the city wall.

No surprises.

It's just a pity for those knights who followed Orengel and rushed out of the fortress to kill the enemy.

The light golden spots on Zoe's body flickered like embers, and the power of time still lingered on her body. The shadow of the clock in her eyes gradually disappeared. She glanced at Orengel indifferently, and then her figure flickered and left the city wall.

Return to the tallest tower and observe the entire battlefield with other members of the Maid Corps.

Cremont was not hurt at all. He helped Orngor to sit down in the military tent. The mithril buckles on his armor made a "click, click" sound. Duke Beifeng, who was supported by him, lowered his head and said,

His face was ashen and defeated, and his steps were staggering.

"It was me who harmed them." Duke Beifeng moved his chapped lips and spat out such words.

Rune trotted up to Orengel. He supported the NPC master who took good care of him from the other side. From the old face, he saw deep pain and self-blame.

"I saw that the isolation zone was blown away by the black wind. A group of skeleton knights and lich were planning to go around the city wall from there. They hid themselves in the deep night, and the undead gray mist followed them. Only I saw it.

,so……"

"At least they died on the battlefield. The undead are terrifying, but under your leadership they still have no hesitation. They are real heroes."

Clemont helped Orngor sit on the warm animal skin cushion and said a few words of relief. The old Duke of the North Wind had been hit many times by the undead lich's soul-stirring curse. At this moment, his consciousness could not keep up with the physical impact.

control, which made him look very weak.

"I don't want them to be heroes, I would rather it be me who dies."

Orengel covered his face and cried bitterly. Each of the dead knights was a bodyguard he had personally trained, a brother who had followed him through life and death, but now he was buried by his own hands. His heart felt like a knife.

Clemont didn't know how to comfort the old general, so he could only sigh deeply.

"Uncle Clemont, you go to the city wall to direct the battle first. You are needed there. Just leave it to me, master." Rune said to Clemont.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Clemont nodded solemnly, turned and left.

The war is in full swing and everything is changing rapidly.

He couldn't help spending too much time here.

At this time, the undead continued to attack the city.

The presence of Ghost Dragon Engus in person has put a lot of pressure on the city defense, and Ghost Dragon has only one purpose now, which is to destroy the Moonlight Holy Well as soon as possible. He has arranged almost all the undead troops to attack the Moonlight Holy Well.

.

"It is indeed a magic circle arranged by the demigod-level Elf King. Even if I am an undead, it still has a considerable suppression effect on me..."

Engus hovered outside the influence of the Moonlight Holy Well and did not dare to step into it easily. The undead will-o'-the-wisps swayed left and right in his eyes, showing that his mood was uncertain.

However, even if he does not set foot within the influence of the Moonlight Holy Well, he is absolutely sure to destroy the Moonlight Holy Well.

Because there are really too many souls who died near the Emerald Fortress. In the past thousands of years, humans and elves have waged tens of thousands of wars, and each time countless humans died under the blades and arrows of the elves.

Their bones lie forever beneath the earth.

Their names may have been forgotten.

But this doesn't stop them from rising from the ground again.

"O souls wandering in the scorched earth!" Engus raised his pale dragon claws and raised his head to the sky.

The undead energy began to gather towards his dragon claws.

This made the dark smoke around him become thicker and thicker.

These necromantic energies do not come from Engus himself, but from the land beneath his feet.

Countless ghosts wearing tattered armor could be seen roaring and roaring in the black mist, and human faces made of dense gray mist appeared around Engus.

"Reluctance, resentment, and pain! Pick up your war blades again and wield your swords against the living!"

"Buzz——"

Green circles of light spread out behind Engus.

At the same time, all the condensed necromantic energy around him overflowed in an instant until it penetrated into every inch of the battlefield.

"Hissssssss-"

A chilling whimpering sound could be heard throughout the battlefield, which was the roar of the dead.

But it's not over yet.

Tombstones began to rise slowly from the ground.

These tombstones flashed with pale green ancient characters, and were surrounded by necromantic energy. In a moment, the entire battlefield turned into a cemetery lined with tombstones.

"Bolvik Necropolis!? Not good!"

Clemont exclaimed, and the scene in front of him reminded him of a record in an ancient book.

The Forbidden Curse of the Dead - Bolvik Necropolis.

This is a long-lasting undead magic.

But you don't need guidance when summoning Bolvik Necropolis.

After summoning, a large cemetery full of tombstones will be formed.

once in a while.

The undead energy in the cemetery will receive a mutation, and the tombstones will rise higher.

When the tombstone is fully raised.

Very terrifying undead creatures will be summoned.

According to records, a horrific undead natural disaster once broke out in the Saint Lotia Empire in the southern continent.

At that time, the legendary necromancer Bulvik used this self-created magic for the first time.

The defenders of the Royal City of Saint Lotia did not know the significance of these tombstones.

They just stood on the city wall and laughed at the Scourge Legion who had failed to break through the shield of the Royal City of Saint Lotia for a month.

But they soon paid the price.

When the tombstones absorb enough soul energy from the earth, they grow completely like crops.

Finally, skeletons were lifted out of the tombstones.

But these skeletons are not ordinary skeleton soldiers. They are all powerful skeleton knights at the champion knight level, or undead lich at the source mage level. The undead fire in the eye sockets is also strangely red.

This alone was not enough to scare the defenders of Saint Lotia.

As the strongest empire in the southern continent.

A holy place for all mages.

They had too many weapons of mass destruction, and soldiers immediately controlled the disaster-level magic cannon and fired at those strange skeletons.

The annihilating power of the disaster-level magic cannon swept through most of the cemetery area, and the skeletal warrior who had just crawled out was instantly beaten to pieces.

The defenders on the city wall cheered proudly.

But the skeleton knights and lichs that had been shattered into powder regrouped under their eyes, and continued to approach the city wall with slow but determined steps.

That day, they saw the truly immortal army of the undead under the influence of the Undead Curse.

Whether you use weapons to chop them into pieces, use magic to blow them up, or even use holy light energy to turn these undead souls into fly ash, they can still be reorganized without being affected by any force at all.
Chapter completed!