Chapter 1448: The Ass of the Necromancer (below, ask for a monthly ticket)
Melalance could tell at a glance that the black shadow was a weak to insignificant undead creature.
What supports that body is just a ghost. To put it bluntly, it is the soul of a deceased person, the lowest creature among the undead.
The vast majority of ghosts don't even have entities, let alone any attack power.
Moreover, many of them have no intelligence, and their thinking is as simple as that of lower animals. The few who are intelligent only retain the hatred before death, and turn into what humans often call evil ghosts.
Among the undead that respect strength, this creature is at the lowest end of the biological chain.
And because they have little power, they are not even as good as ordinary skeleton soldiers. At best, they can only use their resentment, sadness, and miserable howls to affect other people's emotions.
Therefore, Melalance couldn't help but frown when he saw the ghost. How dare such a humble ghost interrupt his conversation with Cameron?
But this ghost is different. He seems to be forcibly possessed by a body and has a normal body.
Moreover, the soul aura revealed is far more powerful than that of ordinary undead creatures. Either his soul is naturally very powerful, or he carries some undead treasure with him.
However, Melalance clearly felt that he did not have any magic power.
"Why does such a strange thing appear in the headquarters of the Eternal One?" All kinds of anomalies puzzled Melalance.
Cameron noticed his doubts and chuckled twice, then said: "Melarens, don't underestimate this gentleman.
He is a senior adviser to His Majesty, and the teacher trusts this gentleman very much. Even His Majesty obeys his opinions. Moreover, he is also an old friend of Master Edwood."
The light in Melalance's eyes suddenly shone. He thought to himself: So it's him~!
He had also heard about the undead that suddenly appeared next to the high priest. He had been invited by the high priest from somewhere, and he had always treated him with great courtesy, even calling him "sir".
It is said that this undead soul hides in the shadow of the high priest and helps the adults make plans. It can be called an arm of the high priest.
But what makes Melalance a little strange is Cameron's tone. He doesn't seem to be interested in the undead.
And there was a hint of sarcasm in those words.
From this point of view, there is quite a bit of discord between the two.
Thinking of this, Melalance couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.
Cameron and this undead can be said to be the right-hand man of the high priest. It goes without saying that Cameron is loyal to the high priest. It goes without saying that this undead also hates humans very much.
Now the enemy is facing us, millions of human troops have arrived at our doorstep, and the high priest of the undead has been seriously injured. It is the time for everyone to unite as one and face the outside world, but there is no harmony among them.
This is not a good sign...
Even though Melalance was a lich, he knew this was a taboo in war.
At this time, Cameron suddenly smiled strangely, and then said to the undead: "I heard that you are a military expert and known as a famous general.
I don’t know what my opinion is on the current situation, so you might as well speak up and listen. We can also discuss it together, haha, hahahaha..."
Melalance couldn't help shrinking his body, and lowered his head respectfully to look at the floor. From Cameron's laughter, he could clearly hear that the great disciple of the throne was full of disdain and ridicule for the undead, and there was also
A bit of arrogance.
This is also a matter of course.
Although this war failed, the entire expeditionary force was wiped out, the navy was almost completely destroyed, and the war fortress suffered heavy losses, but Cameron has been sitting in charge of the Semitic tribe, managing the rear for the high priest, and managing the Semitic tribe in an orderly manner.
Not only did it provide a large amount of troops and supplies at the beginning of the war, but it also continuously provided support to the expeditionary force in the rear, suppressed the increasingly arrogant insurgents internally, and stabilized the Semitic situation, which can be said to have made great contributions.
The high priest was seriously injured and could not take care of things himself. As His Majesty's most trusted disciple, he naturally took over the ruling power of the undead clan.
The high priest of the undead sat down with several powerful and famous lichs, many of them dead and injured.
Herod and Edwood have been fighting for hundreds of years for the position of being the first person under the high priest's throne. As a result, one is at a loss and the other is disheartened.
At this time, no one came to compete with him for this position.
Now he can be said to be inferior to the undead and Semitic tribes, and above ten thousand people, with a high position and power over the world~!
In his hands, he controls the still powerful world of dark mages and the entire Semitic race.
Under such circumstances, he naturally did not pay attention to anyone.
Cameron even believed that if the teacher hadn't found these unreliable guys to give blind orders and he was assisting him on the human continent, the Semitic army would not have been defeated so quickly and miserably.
Facts have proved that none of the ideas given by the lich around the high priest are reliable.
Melalance secretly glanced at the undead, fearing that the two of them would get into trouble here.
But what comforted him was that the undead soul was not angry at all. It seemed that he must not have heard the sarcasm in Cameron's words. He just bowed politely and said calmly: "Your Excellency Cameron, I still insist.
past claims.
The enemy has a strong military force. We should not start fighting for one land and one island with humans. Instead, we should decisively abandon these useless places, shrink our troops, and return all our forces to the Island of the Dead, where we can establish a solid defense for ten years.
, or even stick to it for a hundred years.
Let those humans toss around the Semitic race.
For these human invaders, as long as we hold them back and light a few fires, the Semitic people and nobles will inevitably unite and rise up to resist, turning the entire Semitic tribe into a huge quagmire and sinking them deeply.
The ground sank in.
And we can use the vast space of the Semitic people in exchange for the time we need most. We can hold on indefinitely, but how many years can humans stay in the Semitic continent?
When the high priest recovers from his injury, at that time, we can turn the Semitic continent into a hell for mankind, so that none of them can return."
Melalance couldn't help but nodded secretly. He felt that what the undead said made sense.
Cameron on the other side was furious and reprimanded sternly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Although the Necrons have a vast territory, not an inch of land is redundant. The Semitic continent carries our war strength. Losing land
and slaves, how we raise armies and supplies.
You are boosting their morale and destroying our prestige.
I admit that the human fleet does look very powerful, but don't they still retreat in the face of our fierce offensive?
We Eternals are the most powerful race in the world. As long as we Eternals unite, we will all be brave and fearless of death. If we move forward bravely, those humans will definitely be defeated by us~!"
As he spoke, he clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it high. It seemed that he could not show his extremely powerful determination and belief without using this very literary and dramatic way.
And Melalance also felt a burst of excitement: Yes, the future world must belong to us~!
Compared with lower-level humans, the immortals have advantages that they cannot match.
The undead smiled calmly and continued patiently: "Your Excellency, we..."
Cameron waved his hand imperiously and shouted: "Stop talking. You will only ask us to retreat, retreat...
Where do we retreat to?
Island of the Dead?
If humans hit the Island of the Dead and the high priest still hasn't woken up, what should we do?
Could it be said that we will continue to retreat to the end of the sky?"
Listening to his barrage of questions, the undead sighed softly, and then said calmly: "On the island of the undead, we have the advantage of geographical location, and the most powerful fleet and large army of mankind cannot play a role.
.
We can arm the entire island and turn it into a giant millstone, consuming all the enemy's power..."
Cameron couldn't help but snorted coldly and said: "I can turn this place into a millstone now and consume all the enemy's strength~!"
"And I have succeeded." As he said that, Cameron stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, pointing at the few wisps of empty black smoke in the sea, and then continued: "If you don't see those enemies, you only dare to stand far away.
Dare to come.
We are holding on, but they consume a lot of supplies every day. On this vast sea, they can't get any supplies, and they have to retreat in the end.
We are stuck here, just like being stuck within seven inches of a poisonous snake. The enemy has a huge fleet but is helpless and helpless.
As long as we persist, their seemingly huge expedition will inevitably return without success.
In the future, as long as we learn lessons, build more warships and war fortresses, and cast more cannons, whether it is a hundred years, five hundred years, or a thousand years, we will definitely be able to make another cross-sea expedition to wipe out all human beings and conquer the entire world.
~!"
Melalance listened with tears in his eyes and nodded repeatedly. This is the ultimate goal of their immortals.
But the undead sighed vaguely, and then said nothing again.
It took Cameron a while to wake up from the narcissism of imagining future victory.
He looked at the undead and saw that the other person had been silent. He thought that he was exhausted by the explanation he gave, so he couldn't help snorting: A little undead appeared out of nowhere, and he only knew a little bit about military affairs.
His Majesty’s boundless favor.
Having said that, His Majesty is also ignorant of people. It was this idiot who kept telling lies and making random ideas, which led to the failure of the expedition.
It would have been fine if he was not held accountable for his crimes, but now he is actually gesticulating in front of me. I really don’t know how high the sky is!
Thinking of this, he became even more angry. He immediately shook his long sleeves heavily, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.
Seeing this, Melalance hurriedly followed Cameron and left. However, before leaving, he hurriedly bowed to the undead soul. This undead soul was also an arm of the high priest. Cameron was offended, but he
But I can't afford to offend.
However, it was like casting a wink on a blind man. The undead didn't pay attention at all. He just hid in the darkness and stared blankly at the vast ocean in the distance, as if he had something on his mind...
Melalance followed closely behind Cameron, turned around, and walked a little further. He came to a huge cave. The top of the cave was covered with inverted stone bat ghosts. They were all tightly wrapped.
With his wings spread, he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Cameron looked at the bat ghosts hanging upside down in the air and couldn't help but nodded slightly. Although these bat ghosts were ugly, they were out-and-out heroes.
As soon as they move out, they will scare the enemy away.
Next to him, Melalance waved his hand, and several dark mages dragged a cow over with difficulty, and then respectfully led it to Cameron's side.
Cameron turned his right hand around, and immediately took out a pale white bone dagger, and then stabbed it into the cow's neck. He pulled it out immediately, and blood immediately spattered out.
The cow screamed and fell to the ground.
Smelling the smell of blood, all the bat ghosts suddenly opened their eyes, as if red lights were lighting up in the originally dark cave.
In the next second, those bat ghosts were already flying.
They kept screaming, flapping their wings, and rushed towards the cow. Then they violently tore the cow's flesh, blood and internal organs, fighting like a pack of hyenas.
Cameron looked at it and immediately opened his hands and shouted loudly: "Eat. Eat. My children, be full soon so we can go out to fight again..."
In response, the gargoyle bat ghosts screamed louder.
Cameron couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Sharp laughter, the screams of bat ghosts, the flapping of wings... all kinds of sounds gathered together, and then reflected from the high dome of the cave, forming a terrifying sound.
At the same time, a team of dark mages kept sending various living creatures into the mouths of the bat ghosts, including... living humans~!
Cameron and the two fed the bat ghost, then came out again, and then returned to their residence along the tunnel.
When walking through a hole facing the sea, Cameron suddenly stopped. Melalance was not prepared and almost missed him.
He couldn't help but feel strange, and was about to ask aloud, but at this time, Cameron had already walked forward again. Melalance was stunned for a moment, then stood at Cameron's position, looking towards the hole through the hole.
Looking out over the sea.
On the undulating sea, I saw a speedboat raising its sails and slowly leaving the bay. On the bow of the boat, stood a black figure.
Although they were far apart, Melalance could still recognize at a glance that the person was the mysterious ghost.
He hesitated for a moment, then pointed outside and shouted: "Sir, sir, that...that..."
Cameron stopped again and did not look back. He just said calmly: "Let him go. He is just a low-level ghost. He can't do much anyway. Without him, this crow is making noises beside him.
We can still be a little quieter, right? Hahahaha..."
Listening to his laughter, Melalance also laughed a few times in amusement. At the same time, he kept staring at the clipper.
At this time, all the sails on the boat had been hoisted, and then, blown by the sea breeze, it turned across the bay, turned around, and sailed quickly towards the west.
When the boat was about to disappear into the sea, Melalance suddenly felt an impulse in his heart. He thought about jumping on the boat and fleeing the battlefield with the ghost.
But in the end, he still used his own reason to suppress this impulse.
He took one last look at the sea in the distance and planned to leave, but stopped again.
I saw a black spot in the sky passing through the clouds in the sky, coming quickly.
But what's strange is that the height of the black spot is extremely high, a full thousand meters. Even though it flew closer, it still didn't get much bigger.
Melalance hesitated for a moment, and then shouted respectfully: "My lord, look, the enemy's war fortress..."
Cameron couldn't help but was shocked. He came to the front in a few steps, then raised his head and looked towards the sky, but then he sneered and said: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you order the bat ghost to move out?"
Melalance smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, that war fortress flies too high. Not to mention the bat ghost, even our war fortress cannot fly that high."
Cameron couldn't help but hesitate. Then he looked at the war fortress with hatred and said: "A bunch of cowards, if they have the guts, fly down and fight us to the death."
Although he was yelling curses there, the war fortress was unaware of it and continued to fly straight over the island without changing its speed.
Cameron turned around and said to Melalance: "Strengthen our guard. As soon as the enemy comes over, we will fight hard and never let the enemy get even one step closer. Do you understand?"
Melalance immediately nodded and said: "Yes, sir. Don't worry. We must defend this island like an iron barrel. If they don't come, they will be killed. If they come, they will definitely be beaten to death."
, and paid a heavy price.”
Cameron immediately patted him on the shoulder and laughed. Then he turned around and disappeared deep into the tunnel.
In the next few days, human warships and war fortresses kept coming to harass them. However, whenever they approached, they saw bat ghosts dispatched here, and they immediately retreated and escaped.
Several times, several fast cruisers took advantage of their high speed and deliberately lured the bat ghosts into pursuit. When the bat ghosts stopped pursuing them, they turned around again and shamelessly came back.
In anger, Melalance commanded the bat ghosts to continue chasing, and they escaped again. Once, because they chased too far, they chased for hundreds of miles. The bat ghosts were all exhausted and almost
There was no way to come back at all.
Later, those humans dispatched the war fortress and used high-altitude bombing to destroy the ships parked in the harbor. However, because they flew too high, their accuracy was not enough. It took ten rounds to complete the task.
This made the lichs sigh for a while: mlgbd~! These humans are really rich~! In order to blow up a few ships, they actually dropped so many bombs.
The situation remained at a stalemate day by day.
On this day, the Grand Duke came to the bridge. Looking at Lorraine who was deep in thought with a pile of information in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"
Lorraine pointed to the pile of information and said: "This is the information about the undead on the island that has been collected over the past few days."
As he said this, he couldn't help but reveal a smile.
The Grand Duke couldn't help but frown and said, "What's so funny about this?"
Lorraine laughed and said: "This reminds me of a story about a donkey. There was once a place where there were no donkeys, but then someone brought the donkeys in. When the local tigers saw the donkeys, they thought they were something powerful.
The animal was so frightened that it ran away. Later, after many tests, I found out that it was just a donkey, so I immediately pounced on it and ate it."
The Grand Duke looked at Lorraine blankly. Although he knew that his cheap son-in-law had an active mind and had always liked God. But after listening to his explanation, he still couldn't understand what was inevitable between the current situation and the donkey.
connect?
He paused, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and then said cautiously: "You mean... that island is that donkey now?"
Lorraine nodded immediately and said with admiration: "Your Highness is indeed a wise and powerful man with unparalleled wisdom."
The Grand Duke curled his lips and then said: "Then how should our tiger eat it?"
Lorraine glanced at him in surprise and asked: "The undead have managed this island like an iron bucket. Why should we chew on this hard bone?"
The Grand Duke said blankly: "But...but..."
Lorraine smiled and said: "This is just an island. We have blown up all the boats on it. They can't get out anyway. So we can just go around it?"
The Grand Duke suddenly woke up from a dream and slapped his forehead heavily. (To be continued...)