Chapter 539 Three Commanders

December 21, 9998, the new calendar of the Yalan continent.

In the early morning, there is no wind.

The thick fog was floating above the Bichill Mountains on the Meón continent. After a night of silence, the endless mountains and lush forests finally ushered in the rising red sun.

The bright red mirror-like sun broke free from the horizon and spread light and warmth to every corner of the continent.

No matter how dazzling the sun is, there are always darkness and shadows that cannot be penetrated. In a low-lying basin stretching for hundreds of miles on the edge of the Bichill Mountains, countless demon creatures lurk in it under the cover of quiet forests and dense trees.

It is not indeterminate to say that it is lurking. At least in the eyes of these demon creatures, the demon creatures with ferocious faces are either lying or sleeping in the basin. They try to control their tall and burly bodies and adjust their postures in order to have a better rest and have greater energy to plunder and kill.

He looked up and saw that the sun was cut into stars by the leaves. The demon leader Ogud shook his spiral horns on his head. The strong muscles swayed a trembling frequency, and pearl-like dewdrops immediately sprinkled all over the ground.

"It's just a low-level plane, why are you so careful?"

Ogud stretched out his huge furry hand and patted the armor that was not stained with dust. He took the barbecue that had been prepared by the guards beside him and took a bite. While chewing, he rushed to the tall commander of Dallas, as tall as an ancient giant sitting opposite him, and said, "According to me, I shouldn't have stopped last night, otherwise at least three or four big cities could be taken down."

"Every plane has a reason for his existence." Dallas sat upright for more than three meters. His face was like a pig-faced man in the beast race. His huge head was covered with iron lumps of sarcoma, and his scarlet eyes were flashing with cruel light. A pair of black hairs like steel needles in their noses stretched out tenaciously.

His voice was completely proportional to his body shape. Even though he seemed to be slow and slow, he was still like a muffled thunder sounding in the basin.

"It's a big deal." Augud was not big but had a big temper. He swallowed a bite of barbecue and said, "The Holy Land Powers and Super-level monsters have been summoned away. The only thing that can make us afraid of is the Holy Level monsters. If the passage of that plane had not been opened, we had already killed them, and they would have a big deal."

"Then why can't the plane passage be opened?" Dallas' laughter woke up a large number of sleeping demon creatures around him. They immediately got up and rushed towards the group with blue smoke in the distance.

"The above has spent so much effort to let the three of us come and inquire. There must be their reason. Even the super commander failed to open the seal of the plane channel, and his spiritual consciousness suffered a loss. Even if this is a lower plane, it has a reason to pay attention to it."

"Then you need to cut the mess quickly. Why do you have to rest here for one night?" Ogud took a few bites and threw half of his leg bones up with his hands. A demon with a human head but wings on his back and another monster that looked more like a wolf than a human, jumped up suddenly, and one bite half and fell to the ground and tear it up.

"What's the hurry? If you want to kill, you will have time to kill. Yesterday, three cities were destroyed and at least tens of thousands of people were massacred. I left it to the people in this plane world to react in the second half of yesterday and the night. If there is no change, I guess they will come to fight today." Dallas waved his hand, and the two demons fighting for barbecue were like being hit by an invisible giant palm. They didn't even let go, and were thrown away by huge force together with barbecue.

"It's not the same when you hit it in. Are you afraid that they will shrank their heads and let it go?" Auguste took out a wine pot made of skulls from somewhere and took a sip.

"We are just here to test it. It's not up to us to settle this plane world, which can make the super commander suffer. If we meet that person all the way to the depths, there is no place to run at that time. It's better to stay here and be close to the plane passage. If you can run back in a dangerous moment, I don't believe he dares to chase him." Dallas seemed to be tall and horse-super-minded, but he still said it clearly.

"You are smart." Augud put away the wine pot in disappointment, but suddenly burst into laughter and said, "It sounds nice. Herbert has taken the army of ten thousand to kill, and he doesn't listen to you at all."

Dallas' face was filled with anger, and he gasped for a few breaths. He shook his head vigorously. The sarcoma on his head hit pieces of broken and crushed wood chips when rubbing the hard birch wood behind his body. His nose made a dull roar like a volcano was about to erupt. The demon creatures around him were eating big mouths immediately fell down as silent as a cicada and humbly leaned down.

After a while, Dallas let out a long breath, and it seemed like a hurricane blew in the space, and fell leaves were rolled up.

"He is going to die." Dallas was obviously dissatisfied with the commander named Herbert. In fact, he left as tens of thousands of troops without leaving any mercy to himself. If there weren't many people present and shouldering heavy responsibilities, Dallas would have almost tore him to pieces on the spot.

"Look, he will definitely suffer a loss if it won't take long."

Dallas said with certainty: "The Super-level Master and most commanders are dealing with other planes. They are free in this low-level plane world. There are strong people in this world who can make the Super-level Commander suffer losses. How could they remain indifferent in the face of our invasion temptation? Herbert is dead."

He picked up a burnt monster head in front of him, and Dallas couldn't recognize what monster it was, but this did not hinder his appetite. Just like Augustus had a crazy hobby for women, Dallas only liked the deliciousness of the monster head.

"Crack" chewed a few bites, and Dallas added: "Even if he wasn't killed by those people, I'll kill him, right here."

"No problem, I have long disliked that guy. Because his father was getting close to the adults, he just took the credit at all and didn't take us seriously at all. Killing him would be as easy as killing a lowly porcupine."

Dallas immediately grinned, and his giant teeth, which were intertwined like guillotines, flashed coldly in the rising sun.

Dallas and Odgu laughed loudly in the Bichill Mountains, but Herbert was almost crying.

If it weren't for the fact that five cities of all sizes and sizes were slaughtered from day to night yesterday, killing countless humans, and even killing a few orcs and elves in the Bichill Mountains, Herbert almost felt that he had come to the wrong plane, and had he reached the legendary undead plane.

There was a big city in the distance. Herbert estimated that at least tens of thousands of people lived in it. When he walked here in the rising sun, the excited Herbert was about to let Ten Thousand Elders rush up and start killing, tearing these weak races into pieces just like before. The sudden undead creatures rushing out of the city gate made Herbert fall into a brief suffocation.

Skeletons, zombies, lichs, ghosts, bone beasts...

Seeing countless undead creatures approaching him quickly and silently, Herbert roared and stopped Erlang's charge. He felt a sharp fluctuation in the city. He knew very well that if there was not a huge magic teleportation array there, then someone was using large space magic.

"Has this plane been occupied by the undead? The super-level undead creature that injured the leader of the Blood Ridge?" Herbert was a little confused.

At this time, it was a bit unwise to attack. During Herbert's brief hesitation, at least tens of thousands of undead creatures appeared in his sight. The city gate was too small and it was difficult to pass through. The flying undead creatures flew out directly. Those who could not fly had climbed up the city wall. They jumped out of the city like dumplings. Even though they fell to their bones, their legs were broken and their hands were broken, countless undead creatures still walked or crawled towards them and covered them stubbornly.

"Mr. Commander, the situation is not good..."

Herbert's confidant, a demon hunter named Hant, dragged his huge tongue and looked at the army of undeads that were covering him with fear. He withdrew his tongue and said carefully in Herbert's ear: "How come there are so many undead creatures..."

"How do I know?" Herbert let out a few whistling sounds of varying lengths, and the demon creatures who were originally in the offensive posture immediately quickly gathered towards him.

"Don't run?" Herbert, who was used to being circling, couldn't pull his face down and ran away. He hesitated for a moment and felt several powerful auras approaching. He hurriedly followed the breath and looked around.

Three gray shadows quickly cut through the sky and flew over, and in the blink of an eye it hovered in the air not far from Herbert, like diamond skeletons, golden-haired zombies and a dark red phantom-like ghoul.

One undead lord was enough to bear it himself. When he saw three appeared, Herbert complained in his heart, and the evil arrogance that had originally killed all directions disappeared immediately.

"If I had known it, I would have heard that big guy in Dallas, and I would not dare to take the risk and improve. With him and Odegu's help, I would not have to deal with the three strong men alone." Herbert regretted that his intestines were almost blue, and the language was not hindering the communication of souls. He cheered up and tried to communicate souls to the golden retriever zombie in it.

"Is this the plane of the undead? Or is it that your undead have ruled this plane?"

Without any soul response, Herbert, who had a deep heart, refused to give up and sent the same spiritual exchange to the other two undead lords, but still had no response.

The undead creatures all over the mountains had already pressed in front of him, but there were countless undead creatures swarming behind him. There was no formation. These undead troops, which were crowded together and were unknowingly afraid, were enough to make Herbert's vigorous heart fall from his chest to his anus.

As if he felt something, the ground and countless undead creatures in the sky looked back at the city. Herbert looked in the direction and saw a few figures breaking through the sky and flying towards this side.

"The Lord is here." Herbert looked carefully, but he had already begun to think about how to explain and communicate.

Killing, Herbert is definitely unwilling to face it now...
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