Duroken observed for a while and said: "These skeletons seem to have lost their command. There should be no lord issuing orders to them, so they don't know what to do now."

"Where is the lord?" asked Nigris.

"Maybe he's dead." Duroken spread his hands.

Nigris was surprised: "When the lord dies, won't the undead creatures with soul connections die together? Have they all terminated their soul connections in advance?"

"No." Duroken shook his head: "The regional defense of the Immortal Empire has always been independent, and there will be no soul connection with the lord. Otherwise, every time the lord is transferred to a place, all the people under his command will follow him? How is it possible?"

"Each lord will have some direct subjects, but these should be city guards. If no one issues orders to them, they will just stay in the tomb." Duroken said.

"No wonder there is such chaos. How many skeleton guards are there?" Nigris asked.

Ange glanced at it and said: "Five hundred thousand."

"It means that the guards of the Immortal Empire can only support hundreds of thousands of city defense forces without eating or drinking. For a human city, a city with five or six thousand would be pretty good." After thinking about it, Nigris urged everyone:

"Let's go to the city."

As he walked towards the city gate, Ange's eyes fell on the gray skeletons poking their heads in the edge tombs.
Chapter completed!