The woods around the Tower of Ilgara were much more lively than before. Mogans listened to the chirping outside the window, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. This was his result - the zombie legion was slowly gathering.

If he could bring together all the zombies of the Red Ridge Mountains together, he would almost have the capital to confront the Storm Kingdom.

Don't question the potential of the gnoll. The gnoll just lost a strong leader in failure and was dispersed from then on. As long as a leader can reappear (here is undoubtedly himself at this time), the gnoll will regain powerful war ability.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and could not even focus on the books unfolding in front of him.

The mage felt a little guilty about this. Since leaving the saint of the mage, he felt that his ability to study and study had declined. So he took a deep breath and buried himself in the book "The Magic Research of Ur", searching for the clues about the Moon God Scythe contained in it word by word.

The young dragon is right. The description of the Moon God's Scythe in this paper is not as simple as one or two sentences. It summarizes and summarizes some of the hidden dark phenomena that appeared in Gilness. Among them, there are many communication between Gilness's mage and the damned, and those dialogues that span races, time, and even planes are crucial.

According to Ur's opinion, the werewolf curse is a kind of epidemic that leaks from the shadows, but the idols and symbolic "ritual instruments" they worship, also known as the moon god sickle, have a close connection with the elves of ancient times.

Morgans was a little confused. He thought that this weapon recorded in the Shadow Magic Research Classic should be a super magic weapon that can mobilize the power of shadows, so he valued it so much. However, according to Quelthalas's records, the elves in the ancient times only had the worship of the moon and their pursuit of arcane. The power of shadow is their absolute enemy... So how could the weapon created by ancient elves use the power of shadows?

He felt increasingly that this book might not be of much help to the understanding of Shadow. There might be hidden hidden secrets that he and Ur could not know for the time being, because he could see from the lines that even Ur had just discovered all this unexpectedly.

At first Ur also believed that werewolf must be the creation of the shadow, but Gilness's investigation and discovery made him doubt this, which gave birth to this part of the book.

After reading several Gilness's cursed strange dream records and their whispers, Morgans became more and more interested in this sickle. It seems that the werewolf was indeed cursed by the shadow, and the werewolf's worship of the sickle was clearly written in this book. So is it possible...

Bang bang bang bang.

The wooden door was knocked, and Morgans, who was immersed in the legend of the sickle, closed the book.

"who?"

"I, Master Morgans, Gasselzog."

Morgans moved his fingers and his lips slightly. "Ur's Magical Research" obediently unfolded the book cover like a dove and flew to the bookshelf, and honestly inserted it into the cracks of the book.

"Please come in."

The orc pushed open the door and walked in, asking, "Remember, you asked me to come, what do you want to see?"

"Look at my achievements, Governor." Morgans pointed to the window and said, "Come with me."

The mage walked to the window, wiped off the burnt ash that had not been completely wiped off, opened the window door, and poked his head out.

Through this window, you can clearly see the cliff on the other side of the Tower of Ilgara, and the group of zombies are training. The playground with cut-out trees and weeds is filled with targets and dummies snatched from human villages and camps, as well as piles of weapons.

Most of these instruments seem to have a history of several years or even decades. According to the standards of orcs, few weapons can be used normally. They are probably "gifts" brought out from their nests by zombies and given to Morgans.

When Gasselzog saw this scene, his eyes widened slightly. He really didn't expect that Morgans could quickly assemble such an army. It seemed that the number of werewolves that appeared in their sight was already comparable to that of the orcs in the stone castle, not to mention patrolling in the forest in the distance.

He began to silently calculate how many gnolls a Black Stone warrior could deal with. With his previous experience, there were about three. From this point of view, the stone castle may still be in the advantage for the moment in the power comparison with the Tower of Ilgara, but as more and more gnolls were willing to follow Morgans, this advantage will soon disappear.

"Bad teeth! It's time to start!" Morgans' shouting was so sharp that he was a little lacking: "Today, the governor of the Black Stone clan came to the scene, which is undoubtedly a great honor of the Dark Skin tribe!"

"It's the governor of the stone fort." The orc corrected it uncomfortable.

"Don't be so humble, the governor." Morgans smiled and ordered the wolves to say, "bring the officer of the food transport team up."

A group of werewolfs shouted and dragged a stripped-down human officer into the playground. The officer had eyes and scars on his body, and seemed to have suffered all the torture in prison.

Gaselzog looked at this guy a little unbearable. Orcs didn't care about killing, but they couldn't stand this abuse against unarmed people.

Seeing that Mogans had a perverted smile with human characteristics on his face, Gasselzog felt that he had predicted what might happen below.

He coughed and said, "I know you have been able to command these zombies to help the Stone Fort fight against the Storm Kingdom. It doesn't make sense to prove their loyalty to you by abusing the prisoners."

"You don't understand yet." Morgans shook his index finger and said, "Let's start."

A werewolf jumped and jumped to the human officer, handed him the sword in his hand, took two steps back and screamed.

The movements he made were like a weird smirk. In conjunction with the scene of other zombies gathering together to cheer together, Gaselzog felt that the atmosphere around the Tower of Ilgara became inexplicably weird.

"Kill him, soldier." Morgans smiled and said, "I will give you a chance to avenge your brothers."

"No need to say, scum!"

While cursing, the officer frowned and prepared to fight to the death with the werewolf in front of him.

However, the werewolf in front of him just stood there, making a chaotic sound of laughter or threat, and his saliva was filled with ragged clothes and pieces of leather armor, without any movement at all.

Of course, it does not have any weapons for combat in its hands.

The officer roared and rushed up, sending the rust sword into the zombie's throat without any obstacles. The zombie fell to the ground with a mumble, twitching and gasping wildly, like a wild boar with a slit throat bleeding.

However, not only were the zombies around him not angry because of the death of their fellow tribes, they cheered at the same time, shouting "Mogans!" "Mogans!"

The red pendant on the necks of the shamans who led the werewolf shone with the carnival, which made the scene more fanatical.

The officer was frightened by this completely incomprehensible formation and actually knelt on the ground and cried. His spirit collapsed under the blows of the chaotic scenes again and again, and it was not a fault for his fragile will, because even Gasselzog was so scared that he took a breath - what the hell was going on?

Mogans looked at all this, and the smile on his face gradually solidified, and the orc understood what he wanted to express after a moment of calmness.

Under the shadow magic of the dark wizard, the gnoll did not cooperate or form an alliance with it, but became his slaves and puppets, completely serving him, forgetting his previous hatred, forgetting the feelings of his fellow tribes...

If this continues, Chiji Mountain will soon become the object of Morgans.
Chapter completed!