Chapter 723 Ambush From the Undead!

"Stop!"

The moment Lu En opened his eyes, the horse pulling the carriage had already stopped according to his thoughts, and then a piece of snow-white wrist lifted the curtain, revealing the puzzled face of the beautiful blood mage.

"My lord, what do you want?"

The confusion and doubt in her eyes did not seem to be fake, and she met Lu En's cold eyes, and she lowered her head again.

She really didn't know!

Lu En came to this conclusion in his heart, raised his hand, and the reins of a horse were suddenly broken. He walked quickly to the side of the beautiful blood mage, shook his mane that had turned bloody, and looked at her.

"I left some things in the city, you go and get them for me."

Seeing that the beautiful blood mage had been following him and regarded herself as Lu En's chief steward, Lu En didn't mind showing her a way out.

"My lord, what is it?"

The beautiful blood mage was still confused, and asked with courage, but Lu En had already turned his head to look out the window.

"It's very precious to you."

Lu En seemed to be telling a joke, but the beautiful blood mage didn't dare to really take it as a joke. The more she got to know Lu En in the past half month, the more she was afraid of him. Even the legendary blood god was not as big as Lu En in her mind at this time.

It was like an iceberg floating on the sea. From a distance, it looked huge enough, but after diving into the water, she found that what was exposed was just a tiny part of the entire iceberg. Lu En gave her the same feeling.

Swish!

Although she didn't understand the hidden meaning in Lu En's words, it didn't stop her from executing it immediately. She lifted her long skirt to reveal her round and white long legs. The beautiful blood mage directly stepped onto the horse's back, and then the horse with scarlet eyes neighed and ran wildly behind him with its limbs spread out.

In the blink of an eye, the blood mage on her back turned into a rapidly shrinking black dot.

Lu En still sat steadily in the carriage, holding his knees with both hands, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, neither moving forward nor backward, just stopped in the middle of the road, unhurried.

The surrounding wilderness was silent. Due to the spread of blood poison, even the small animals that could be seen everywhere disappeared. The whole exuded a sense of decay. Only the cold wind blew, rolling up the grass leaves.

Being in it, it is easy to have a sense of confusion that the days are like years, and several centuries have passed in a flash, but in fact, less than five minutes have passed, and this silence was broken.

Crack!

Just about a hundred meters in front of the carriage, the ground and the surrounding wilderness suddenly appeared cracks, and then pieces fell down, revealing large pits dug below, flashing countless green lights.

"How did you find out? Our plan should be flawless. Did someone leak the news?"

A cold and hoarse voice floated in the air, and then rows of fully armed skeleton warriors walked out from the underground pit, followed by a square formation, more than twenty death knights, banshees with their feet dangling in the air, and skeleton mages wearing tattered robes and magic wrapped around their skeletons.

This iconic sound and appearance method undoubtedly belong to the necromancer, and every powerful necromancer can be regarded as a walking army.

Boom!

The ground was still collapsing, and a nearly ten-meter-long dead dragon with most of its scales falling off crawled out. There were hideous bones piercing the skin at the joints and spine, and on the back of the dragon stood a dry figure.

It was no different from the necromancers Luen had seen before. They all looked like skeletons with skin attached to their bones, wearing empty robes and holding a bone staff in their hands. Only the dim light in their eyes revealed the light of wisdom.

"A necromancer, are you here to die?"

The sound of hooves rang out, and the death knights, who looked like tin cans, drove their horses and quickly surrounded the carriage where Luen was. However, he remained unmoved, just tapping his fingers on his knees, speaking in a calm tone.

"This place is not far from the blood mages' manor. You made such a big noise, are you afraid that they don't know that a necromancer sneaked in?"

"Hehehe, pathetic idiot!"

The necromancer held the bone staff in his hand and laughed creepily: "It seems that the source of your reliance is those blood mages, but unfortunately, why don't you guess how I brought my servants to you?"

"A necromancer, with his servants, appeared in what can be said to be the blood mage's base camp, and you don't have any signs of fighting on your body, so there must be a traitor among the blood mages who let you in."

Lu En nodded slightly: "Let me think about it, this traitor is not only related to you, but also has a connection with you. He also needs to have a certain prestige among the blood mages, otherwise it would be impossible to conceal this matter. Which missionary can do this? "

Lun's eyes moved and looked at an ordinary wilderness, with a slight smile on his face:

"Why, you don't plan to come out to see me, or are you going to get yourself out of this matter? After all, if you join forces with the necromancer to attack your own people, not many people will believe it, right?"

Even with such ridicule, the hidden blood mage still had no intention of showing up, but a distorted voice came out:

"As agreed, I have lured him out of the city, but you don't have much time left!"

Obviously, the blood mage in the dark was reminding the necromancer that they had originally planned to attack from underground when Luen passed by, but they had never thought that Luen would see through their plan and turn it from a sneak attack into a strong attack.

Once the movement here was noticed by the blood mages in the manor, not only would the plan fail, but the two of them might also be worried about their lives and could not protect themselves.

Luen, who had caused the blood poison disaster, had a prestige in the blood mage group that was no lower than that of the missionary. Moreover, the more the blood poison disaster spread, the more the blood mages feared it, and there was even a tendency to deify it.

"Hehe, in that case, you can die quietly!"

The necromancer's previous words were just to attract Luen's attention so that he could manipulate his undead servants to surround him. Unexpectedly, Luen was as steady as a mountain and was not moved at all. He also had a strange feeling in his heart and immediately launched an attack.

With Luen's cooperation, the necromancer did not advance layer by layer like a refueling tactic, but moved like thunder and lightning. First, the skeleton warriors rushed up from all directions waving their weapons, then the death knights who charged quickly, and the banshees floating in the sky also screamed shrilly, flying over the carriage, looking for opportunities.

Swish, swish, swish!

But faster than these undead, there were several groups of magic missiles lingering with blood light, flying out from the palm of the skeleton mage, arriving first after the latter, and landing on the carriage in an instant.

Boom!

It was just an ordinary carriage, how could it withstand such an attack? It was instantly smashed to pieces, but Luen inside was unscathed, and a layer of blood-colored film appeared on his body surface, easily blocking these missiles.

Then, the undead servants who came like a tide completely submerged him.