Devil's Journey

Chapter 288 Faster

As the new year approached, it began to snow again, but for the people on the battlefield, mainly the living, it didn't matter what year it was, the most important thing was to continue to live.

As for most of the undead in Occam City, they don't even care about it. After all, everyone is dead, so they don't think so much.

With Occam City as the center, a radius of more than ten kilometers has been turned into a land of death. The death energy of the underworld is raging in this land. Most of the Occam people have turned into undead in fusion, becoming Dependent of the Lich Master.

Most of these undead were organized into an army by the Lich Mentor and moved away, but there are still many walking dead wandering outside the city, and some are affected by negative energy. The infestation turned into a wight.

boom!
A crossbow pierced through the neck of a corpse dog. After toppling over, the rotten and dirty corpse dog wobbled and got up again. It seemed to shake its body in some doubts, and even shook off a few pieces of rotten meat.

However, although he was pierced through his throat by a crossbow, there was no major problem. Apart from the inconvenience of turning his neck, there was no other impact.

"Idiot, I told you, I'm going to shoot you in the head!" Amidst the sound of horseshoes, an experienced scout couldn't help scolding the young people around him in a low voice.

The young man showed a bit of dissatisfaction, and wanted to argue, but saw the experienced scout raised his hand and threw a crossbow. With a 'bang' sound, the crossbow pierced the corpse dog's eye socket.

"Okay, you're still the best, Captain." The young man immediately gave up the thought of defending himself, and lowered his head to re-string his crossbow.

As scouts, they were quite well equipped. They were wearing fine chain mail, a breastplate on the outside, a padded steel helmet on their heads, and a warm animal skin cloak.

The weapons are bows and crossbows, short guns and swords, shields and daggers, as well as some self-configured weapons at hand, and two good horses.

Although not as good as those Pegasus knights, the status of scouts is still higher than that of ordinary legion cavalry, at least half the salary.

"Okay, be careful. Those undead shrink their defenses. There must be other plots. Invite others to come along, and we won't disperse later." The experienced captain felt a little uneasy about the undead retreating without a fight. What basis is just a veteran's intuition.

Hearing this, the young man didn't ask any further questions. He took out a whistle, and imitated a few bird calls vividly. After a few breaths, he heard the same bird calls again. The captain breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that The others were not in danger, though.
Why did those undead easily give up the depth and retreat to the defense of the main city?

In the general headquarters of the Royal Army, a group of staff put forward various possibilities and conjectures, but none of them could make an accurate and definite judgment.

Nearly 12 main soldiers, as well as more than 15 militiamen and serfs, were like a powerful iron fist, but they didn't want to hit a ball of cotton.

Most of the power of that damned Eternal Life Cult has been withdrawn to the main city, and the forts and buildings that were originally built have been almost abandoned, leaving only some inferior walking corpses and skeleton soldiers.

Some people suspected that the Lich was luring the enemy to go deep, and some thought it was playing tricks to frighten the enemy. Some speculated that the other party might have set up a terrifying magic circle in Occam. This was a huge conspiracy.

King Charlie's face sank, and he was silent for a while before looking at the head of the Academy of Magic, the legendary mage Shane Te.

"Shante, my friend, what do you think of this?"

Shanente is a very typical mage, a very typical aristocratic mage, with neatly combed gray beard and hair, calm and indifferent demeanor, with a touch of dignity in his eyes, sitting on the side of the king neither humble nor overbearing.

In response to the king's question, Shane bowed slightly, and then said unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, although I don't have a deep study of necromology, I can tell that the city of Occam is called 'Devil'. It is covered by the large magic circle of "Night Falls", which is a high-level legendary spell that can erode the living in a large area, and it is especially terrifying when it explodes."

King Charlie couldn't help frowning, and the frequency of tapping his fingers on the armrest accelerated a little. His expression seemed a little impatient, but because of the identity of the other party, he couldn't get angry, so he could only reluctantly listen to the other party's slow explanation.

"After the initial eruption, this kind of spell can stabilize the magic circle, and then gradually transform Occam City into Netherland. The Lich Teacher Hopus should use this to achieve the demigod's idea, but it will take time. "

"Yes, my friend, I know this, I'm here to stop that damn lich from establishing a kingdom of death in my land, and that's all I'm going to do now, instead of listening to stories, I miss you You should be able to understand this." King Charlie said a little irritably.

"Your Majesty, please be more patient." Shante bowed again, and then continued to speak unhurriedly: "So according to common sense, Hopus should delay the kingdom's army, and even use the death force generated by the army to accelerate the birth of death Godhead is right, but now he is doing the opposite, exposing Occam City to us, as if he is luring us to attack, obviously that Lich mentor has other schemes."

"However, we have to attack, otherwise the 20 troops and 50 logistics will completely drag down the kingdom's poor finances, and the people in the middle of the kingdom are almost overwhelmed." It was not King Charlie who spoke. , but Archbishop Roy on the other side, the archbishop in charge of the Justice Church frowned, and he spoke of the plight of the kingdom with concern.

King Charles couldn't help feeling more and more irritable looking at the staff officers and generals who were still arguing on the edge of the sand table not far away.

"Your Excellency Shant, isn't there a way to break the magic circle set up by the evil lich?" The champion knight Butler couldn't help but ask. He is the flag officer of the Chinese army and the grand commander of the Griffin Knights. , the most powerful general who broke through.

Shante was a little silent. Just when everyone thought Shante had no other choice, they heard the old mage say slowly: "There is no way, but"

Kacha~
King Charlie threw away the crushed armrest expressionlessly, and then said calmly, "Shante, my...old man, next time you can say, um, hurry up?"

"Okay, my lord." Shante bowed slightly, then pondered for a moment, and continued: "Although I don't know what kind of conspiracy Hopus has prepared, it is inseparable from negative energy. As long as it is aimed at this point, most likely You can restrain him, so I need the assistance of Your Excellency Roy."

Archbishop Roy was taken aback when he heard the words, and then nodded immediately: "No problem, if you need it, I can assist you at any time."

"Okay, Shant, I'll leave it to you." Charlie immediately stood up, held the scepter and looked at Occam City in the center of the sand table, and said fiercely, "I want to completely and completely Trample this city."

(End of this chapter)