Chapter 261 260. Death Lord

Cemetery Fortress, this is the most powerful defensive place on the land filled with undead.

The tall and thick city walls are filled with the wails of the undead. All actions that dare to climb on the city walls will be blocked by the undead. They will scream and pull you to become part of the city wall.

The moat under the city wall, the stagnant water that cannot flow, is full of malicious souls. No matter who falls into the water, even the dead soul will be dragged to the deepest part of the water and disappear completely.

The top of the city wall is covered with bone crossbows. Even if a giant creature tries to attack the city, it will only be penetrated and destroyed by the arrows made of poison and curse.

For those who want to attack this place without siege weapons, it is no less than crossing the desert without a drop of water.

And these do not take into account the defensive strength of this place.

There are ghosts floating in the sky forever, and no one can get close to them from the sky. In every corner of the city wall, the petrified gargoyles are as silent as sculptures. Once an enemy is discovered, it will activate as quickly as possible and tear the enemy apart.

The city extends in all directions, and every seemingly flat ground or wall may be hollow inside, and undead spirits who are not afraid of death can emerge from it at any time.

The roads are wide and flat, and every road is enough for a group of Dread Knights to charge and crush all invading enemies.

The owner of this fortress city is the lord of this area, one of the three war lords under Mad King Dom, the Death Lord Charles Rusin.

At this time, the Death Lord was sitting on the lord's throne wearing heavy armor, listening to the reports from his men.

It's hard to figure out what kind of undead Death Lord Charles is. He looks like a death knight wearing full heavy armor, but the tentacle-like things spreading out from the gaps in his heavy armor are denying this. in conclusion.

At the same time, when you see Death Lord Charles, a question will arise in your mind, that is, what is the profession of the Death Lord in front of you.

The deformed body of the Hateful Butcher even had a deformed and twisted arm holding a fishing net growing out of its back.

But he wore full heavy armor. Not only did he hold the death knight's unique rune sword, he even had his own mount - a huge death war elephant that could spit out ice and lightning.

The war elephant, which looks quite like a mammoth, is a giant that can run rampant on the battlefield even when it is alive, not to mention that after death, it has been transformed by the Death Lord, and it has become more terrifying and more eager than before. Blood and carnage.

At the same time, the back of Death Lord Charles bulged out like a hunchback. Three different spell books were embedded in the close-fitting heavy armor on the hunched back. The arcane particles are running according to a certain artificial setting and a certain law. It is obvious that the three spell books are definitely not decorations.

In addition, through the gaps in the fully covered helmet, you can still see the pale skull and flesh of Death Lord Charles. Half of the skull and half of the head have flesh. He seems to have split the two heads from them, and then separated them. Extract half of it and put it back together again.

A Death Lord who is full of chaos, uncertainty, and even unclear about his true identity, making the crusade legion suffer a lot.

"So..." Death Lord Charles's voice was very special. It was a mixture of multiple voices, like an old man and a child, like a wise man and a madman. "A group of people appeared that no one could distinguish. Identity of the skeleton army?”

"Yes, my lord."

The leader of the lord, the Corpse Witch, who is also the think tank of the entire Death Army, replied: "No one can tell which part they belong to. They only know that they will attack our men once they appear, and each time they cause a lot of damage." casualties."

The undead don't care about casualties, that's what they say, but the prerequisite for not caring about casualties is that they can get the results they deserve. When someone is killed without results, including high-level undead, even the Death Lord will feel that he has suffered a loss.

After all, the birth of high-level undead is no easier than that of high-level human professionals.

"I remember that more than half of MacDonald's troops were fear knights, and there were even advanced death knights. Didn't they catch up with the attackers?"

"It's a pity, sir. According to the intelligence, that group of skeletons has extraordinary maneuverability, and Lord Macdonald's cavalry unit did not catch up."

"I remember that there were warriors and mages among those skeletons, right?" The multiple voices were full of doubts. He was not sure whether what he heard was consistent with common sense. "You mean, Macdonald?" There are so many four-legged people under my command, but they can’t run faster than a skeleton with two legs?”

"Did he dismantle his cavalry's horses and use them for gambling?"

"Lord MacDonald has no gambling habit." Death Lord's staff defended the cavalry chief, "Lord MacDonald prefers to collect more trophies and form more cavalry units."

Death Lord Charles had no interest in continuing to speculate, "Then my brain, what is the truth of this matter? Did my men want to make some extra money, so they formed an army to plunder, or did they misappropriate the contents of the warehouse? Too much, can we only use this method to settle the account?"

Even though he has become an undead, Death Lord Charles still has some memories of his life, so he subconsciously thought about being told by his subordinates [fire dragon burning warehouse], [robbery robbery], and [the butler's nephew brought a group of people] An entire year’s tax money has been lost] This is such a deceptive statement.

Even if he has really become an undead now, these words cannot fool him.

So when Charles was reborn and became the Lord of Death, he decisively hanged the entire family of the servants who dared to deceive him on the city wall. Even if his entire family had become undead, he still refused to put them down and would hang them all the time. .

"No, sir. They are humans, or a group of humans."

"Humanity?"

"A group of humans have sneaked into your territory. According to the intelligence on the battlefield, there are glorious priests, magicians, and an absolutely powerful necromancer. We found traces of holy light and thunder on the battlefield. As for that A group of skeletons..."

Before the staff could finish speaking, the Death Lord added: "Those skeletons and the lowest bugs are naturally the masterpieces of the Necromancer."

"It seems that humans want to send an elite force to disrupt our arrangement before attacking. My staff, how is the gathering of the rebel army?"

"According to the scouts' investigation, they are stationed outside the territory and are slowly gathering troops. At present, it seems that the progress of the gathering is less than half."

"Let our warriors assemble and give those humans a surprise!"

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