Morisoa, the city of death, the man-made lake in the center of the city!

The lake surface covered with green fluorescent black mist looked unusually calm...

The death energy exuded by 70,000 undead soldiers continued to gather into the lake, while more than 100 undead monks and 150 undead wizards sang in low voices, and the light of the death and withering magic circle continued to shine around the lake.

of shining!

A corner of the lake...

Ten meters away from the lakeside, a slope slopes downward, leading to a large pit with a diameter of seven to eight meters and the same depth as the viewing lake.

At the entrance of the passage dug diagonally near the lake, three figures stood quietly like stone sculptures!

And this posture has never changed since returning from the Principality of Purcell...

The three leaders of the Klea Alliance National Magician Chapter!

Losanger, Julia, Camilla!

Black mist rolled over the three of them, but they didn't even blink...

Behind the several-meter-thick earth wall, sleeping are three hundred thousand citizens of Morisoa City...

But they just looked straight ahead, as if waiting for something to happen...

until……

"Buzz..."

The air in front of me trembled slightly...

The eyes of Losangjie and the three of them suddenly lit up!

"That's right... it seems... it's finally about to begin!"

Having understood something, Luosangjie, who had a pale face and gray eyes, suddenly showed a smile, and a photoelectric device gradually expanded in front of him, making his already dry heart tremble violently!

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

As the faint light vibrated, black waves stirred the air, and the thick mist spread around like ocean waves!

"call……"

Losange took a long breath, even though he no longer needed to breathe...

But looking at the black mist arch that had taken shape, he still couldn't help but shudder...

“Princess Reninadia!

Lord Sean!”

Looking at the two people strolling out of the arch, Luosangjie and the other three bowed slightly. After understanding what was going on, the five of them laughed at the same time...

"That's right, Losangye!"

Nodding slightly, Renina Dia's words confirmed the three people's guesses...

"Her Highness Jaina has paved the way for us, we...can go home!"

Her voice suddenly softened.

For more than a year, the word "go home" really made her feel a little dazed...

"We...are ready!

Seventy thousand undead soldiers... escort one hundred thousand walking corpses at a time... up to four times... take them with you!"

Losange was so excited that he couldn't control himself!

Redeem the souls of Morisoa City, find a home for them, and send these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the kingdom back home!

This impossible wish has become possible because of the appearance of Her Royal Highness Jaina, and is even about to be realized...

Even the undead lich has become restless!

"No, Losangye!

There is no time for the horror to shift bit by bit!

Your Highness means to solve it once and for all!"

He understood what Losangie meant, but Sean rejected his plan.

"The one-time...discharge plan was proposed by you, Mr. Sean?"

Looking at the planner of this plan with confusion, Losange was a little confused...

"It's too late to explain... order the undead monks to stop chanting and end the suppression of death and decay. I need those walking corpses to become active!"

Not paying attention to Losange's questions, Sean was already busy in front of the mist arch.

And Renina Dia, who also followed the master's orders, floated directly...

"Only half a day, this is the limit of the portal...

But after a while, it will be shortened a bit after renovation!

Order the troops to assemble and prepare for transfer!

We...can go home!"

Looking at the undead soldiers standing like statues by the lake, Reinina Dia smiled softly, and the three of them, Losangie, who had already understood, immediately retreated to both sides of the arch...

"Buzz..."

A burst of dazzling white light flashed across Princess Reninadia's body...

After the intervention of the spiritual mage, the master of Morisoa City, the spots of light scattered on the lakeside gradually dimmed...

More than two hundred necromancers all stopped singing and outputting death energy!

The magic circles that had suppressed the Scenic Lake for a year stopped operating instantly!

And as the fog disperses by the lake...

"Roar... ow ow... ow ow..."

The artificial beard filled with corpses started churning violently like a boiling cauldron!

After losing the suppression, the dead bodies piled up in the lake came to life one after another!

Pairs of pale eyes slowly opened, and pale and rotten arms scratched upward vigorously. The densely packed corpses struggled to stand up. Under the corpses piled dozens of meters high, countless corpses struggled to climb up.

Climbing...

Curse the walking dead!

Three hundred thousand tools!

The citizens who lost their lives in the tragedy in Morisoa City woke up at the same time...

Curse the zombies!

Demonized zombie!

Advanced warrior-level stitched zombies!

A polluter with the power of a high-level magician!

Countless cursed zombies are struggling to escape from the viewing lake, and the surging white waves make people's scalp numb...

"It's no longer just an ordinary cursed walking zombie...

The current situation may not even be dealt with by an army of 70,000 undead..."

Looking at the sea of ​​corpses that was gradually getting out of control, Losange frowned. With such a force, relying on undead monks and soldiers might not be enough...

"do not worry……

The ones who should be worried should be those guys from Misobudaman!"

As if he noticed something strange about him, Xiao En, who had already arranged everything, suddenly sneered...

"Blood sacrifice...five hundred ordinary half-elves...

My Sean’s blood can do the same!”

On the palms that were pricked by nails, bright red blood dripped down, but Sean was unaware of it and began to sing in a low voice...

"This is……"

Losangjie and the other three looked at each other, but no one of the three who knew Sean's identity dared to question it.

"Buzz..."

With Sean's blood and the obscure murmur, the mist arch suddenly doubled in size...

And a huge head, under the astonished eyes of Losangjie and the other three, squeezed out from the ever-expanding arch...

"Roar... the bloodthirsty brat!

Try harder, this place is too small!”

After spending a long time, but only sticking out his head, Macchiato looked at Sean dissatisfied, and the complaining dragon roar instantly calmed down the still churning sea of ​​corpses...
To be continued...