Les Shuangyu added: "In addition, Xiang Ningxuan, the commander of the 4th Division, had to be on guard. Although his position is not high, his subordinates are not much worse than Rong Zheng. The previous battle annexation of the Rainbow Group, which controlled a population of 200,000, is a proof. He also likes to lead elite troops to raid."

"The Baron should be more proficient in normal defense work than me. In the face of the raids of elite squads, we should not defend ourselves, but should take the initiative! Of course, what I mean by taking the initiative is not to lead troops out, but to a trump card we have - hostages! There are 150,000 human survivors in the entire Lu City, most of which have been infected with natural disasters and plagues. Except for the ten thousand people nearby to be used for sacrifices, the remaining 10,000 people, I suggest sending troops to chase them."

"Chasing? As long as I want, I can surround at least 90,000 of these 10,000 people." Rivendell said.

"You don't understand what I mean, sir!" Les Shuang said, "If you want to surround these people, you need to mobilize most of our troops, which will affect the defense of the Naxxamas arrival point. Moreover, there are the most survivors here. If humans want to raid, they will definitely raid here first. There is a saying that humans say "fishing in troubled waters". We can muddle the water as long as we send a small amount of troops to drive them away. Survivors who flee from all over will distract the enemy's attention. Humans will definitely give priority to rescuing their own compatriots, while we concentrate our troops to defend the arrival point. Anyway, these people with plague in their bodies will be difficult to rescue even if they are rescued, and it may infect other humans."

Rivendell smiled and said, "It's a very despicable and shameless plan, but I like it. Now I'll assign the mission! Les, you'll sacrifice at the advent to replenish the energy of Naxxaras. Gadine, immediately organize all the necromancers to transform the corpses we prepared into soldiers of the Scourge. Orix..."

As orders were issued one by one, the undead leaders took the orders and left. Soon, the psychic towers opened their disguises and began to operate. Screws of gray-black smoke columns like wolf smoke rose up, and the black fog, which was countless times more terrifying than the haze, covered the sky and the sun.

The smell of decay spreads, the earth witheres, the rotten soil spreads, the trees wither, and the birds and beasts flee.

The mounds buried with zombies buryed zombie corpses surging, and their claws with rotten flesh stretched out from the ground, and then pulled out their decayed heads. Soon, hundreds of zombies emerged and began to line up under the command of the necromancer.

There are more than a hundred zombie mounds buried in this way within the Lucheng City.

The survivors of Lucheng City originally thought that the doomsday had passed, but when they saw this scene, they realized that the real doomsday had just arrived. The leaders who originally managed the settlements tore off their disguises one by one, appeared in a hideous and terrifying form of the undead. The leaders of these settlements were all humans on the earth. They were threatened and tempted by Rivendell, and they all became the minions of the undead natural disaster. The loyal and unyielding people had long been killed.

Even if some of them wanted to be vain and had no choice at this time, the magic of the undead natural disaster was not a vegetarian. Only with the firm will of Murong Zhuifeng and the Maoshan Taoist priest Jiang Yueguang and the help of the Maoshan Taoist priest can he get rid of the control of the undead natural disaster, but there is no such situation.

Some people who were seriously infected by the plague fell down on the spot, and their bodies decayed and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning from a living person to a terrible zombie.

Even though they have experienced the end of the world, people seem helpless in the face of this situation and can only scream and run around. Most of the high-end combat power among the survivors have been killed or transformed into undead by Rivendell. There is no organization, no leadership, and no established army, and more than 100,000 people have completely collapsed.

Those who dared to resist were soon suppressed by the undead natural disaster, and their deaths were extremely miserable. They were either corroded and melted by the undead spells or torn to pieces by skeleton zombies.

The remaining people had already lost all their courage and were driven away like sheep. Fear and despair dominated the will of these people, making them unwilling to resist at all.

"Ramsden wants to eat meat!" A huge white meat mountain flew out a rusty iron hook with agility that was extremely disproportionate to his body, and pulled a human screaming and running away to the side. Regardless of her powerless struggle, he randomly stuffed it into the crooked bloody mouth.

Many panicked people were driven into a large stadium. The stadium, which was supposed to be full of green grass, had turned into black rotten soil, with scarlet magic circles painted on it, and hundreds of corpses piled up around it. This magic circle is somewhat similar to the magic circles that North summoned giant skeletons and skeleton giants, but it was twenty or thirty times larger, and the magic circle runes were more complicated and mysterious.

Lich Les Shuangyu, who was emitting a cold air, floated in the middle of the magic circle in the air. He sneered: "Welcome to the land of Naxxamas. It's a great honor that your flesh and blood will contribute to the arrival of this great undead castle. Hahaha!"

As Les Shuangyu spoke, dozens of human survivors who entered the magic circle suddenly twitched all over their bodies and screamed in pain. Their skin began to crack, and their flesh fell off from their bodies as if they had melted, and soon disappeared.

Dark Dean Gadine, holding the iconic Dean's Staff, stood on the mound of the largest zombie corpse. The infinite power of dark death surged out of the mound and poured into his body. Then, through the Dean's Staff, returned to the mound, forming a perfect cycle of power.

"Flesh and blood puppets, get up and fight for your master!"

It was a sensation. What crawled out of this mound was not simple skeletons and zombies, but flesh and blood puppets that were hunched over and were still more than two meters tall. Their arms were no longer ordinary bone claws, but were distorted and twisted into cruel weapons covered with barbs. These flesh and blood puppets were bloodthirsty and cruel than ordinary undead units, and their bodies were sensitive and clumsy than ordinary undeads. They were proud works of Gading.

Among these tall flesh-and-blooded puppets, a dark and slender figure seemed to be weak. The owner of this figure was a female undead, with a dim blonde hair covering her head in a mess, and several bone stubbles were exposed where the rotten flesh could not be wrapped. She held a pair of daggers with lilac patterns, and covered her body with a thick layer of black mist.

Gadine turned her eyes, and her tone became gentle in a rare manner, saying, "Ah! You are also beautiful, Voss. Have you looked in the mirror recently?"

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Every moment, thousands of people fall in pools of blood, and hideous and terrifying undead enjoy the feast of death greedily.
Chapter completed!