Real elves vs fake elves

Who appointed me as the commander-in-chief?

I haven’t learned it yet!

Now there is a problem. The coalition has suffered huge losses, and most of the mages' investment in the coalition has gone down the drain. Now they are putting the blame on me?

Aren't you the ones who should take the most responsibility?

Teacher!

If it wasn't for your proposal, who would have thought of attacking the elves? !

Clemena was furious, but the two seat mages continued to output.

"Your future is over, but you have not been dismissed yet. You need to shoulder the responsibility of the society."

As he spoke, a seat mage handed over a stack of scrolls.

"This is the list of various material requirements drawn up by the society. Many of the good stuff here comes from the Phoenix Royal Court and is hard to get elsewhere. You need to be responsible for collecting these supplies while fighting."

"You have no right to refuse this request, as this is a task assigned to you by the society."

Clemena looked at the two people in front of her coldly, with no intention of taking the scroll.

Not only do they revoke my position as city lord, they also punish me, and now they’re adding new tasks to me?

Now human soldiers can’t even get out of the city walls!

As if they had expected Clemena to do this, the two mages sneered and threw the scrolls directly to the ground.

"You will regret this, I promise. You will be crying and begging us to give you a chance to pick up these scrolls tomorrow."

After saying this, without even looking at Clemena, the two mages walked out of the command center, not even bothering to look at the city lord.

Looking coldly at the backs of the two guys, Clemena was filled with rage.

She didn't doubt what the other party said at all. The threat that made her cry and beg to pick up the scrolls was not just a threat. They really had the ability to do it.

These bastards are the seat mages, they are almost demigods on earth, they can easily do things that others can't do.

So, the next action is to save yourself.

Turning around, Clemena walked towards the basement of the headquarters, where the necromancers she raised would play a big role.

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At midnight, the moonlight is blocked by clouds, giving it a hazy beauty, and the stars in the sky are dim. Despite such a beautiful scenery, people feel an almost suffocating sense of oppression.

Looking at the tall city walls in front of him, Aenarion remained silent.

Nellos was standing next to him, and she was also frowning at the moment.

"There are several powerful wizards inside. Even if I take those guys with me, all my energy will be focused on fighting humans. I probably won't be able to provide you with more magical support."

"If a mage of this level fails to break the spell, it will bring a devastating blow to the army."

Hearing this, Aenarion nodded seriously. This sister seldom spoke so seriously. Since the other party spoke in this tone, it meant that a master had indeed arrived.

Nellos: "But don't worry, the other party's magic level is far inferior to mine. As long as I concentrate, no magic will fall on your heads. I can guarantee you this."

Aenarion: "Very well, then, we shall begin the siege early tomorrow morning. Our army is inexperienced in such operations, which is a good thing..."

Before he finished speaking, Aenarion looked in the direction of the fortress with surprise. Even with his cultivation and knowledge, he was still quite shocked at this moment.

Aenarion behaved in this way, and Nelos was even more so. There was even a hint of shock in the surprised expression of this sister.

Not only the few people who were more sensitive to magical energy, but even the ordinary soldiers of the elves felt the unusual movement in the human fortress at this moment. Although their determination to stay at their posts would not be shaken in the slightest by the sudden burst of magical energy, it did not mean that they would not be horrified.

The elves performed well, but the cats as the auxiliary army performed very poorly. The cats who had combat experience and rigorous training were still okay, but many cats who were new to the battlefield were now holding their heads, curling up their bodies, and crouching in defense, trembling and looking autistic. It was obvious that they could not be expected to do more.

"With this level of necromancy energy bursting out, are humans trying to commit suicide?!" Nelos looked in the direction of the human fortress in doubt. The elves were already severely affected at this distance, and the human army in the center of the explosion was probably already engaged in a fight.

Under this level of necromancy, most of the ordinary human soldiers had their souls torn into pure energy, but because of the characteristics of necromancy, their bodies did not suffer any damage. It was obvious that these unfortunate people turned into wandering zombies without souls.

Because they have lost their souls, these wandering zombies naturally want to prey on those with intact souls. However, because these zombies were ordinary people before, they have no means to target souls, so they can only use instinctive attacks to tear living people into pieces. They try hard but still cannot fill the void in their souls, so they can only continue to wander in this miserable world.

To put it bluntly, even if the unlucky guys in this fortress were lucky enough to pass the first round of san check, those comrades who had turned into zombies would eat them alive, leaving them with no chance of survival.

Just as the elves were in doubt about this unexpected change, a terrifying burst of magical energy erupted from the fortress again. This time the burst was ten or even nine times stronger than the previous one. This change caused the fortress and the area within a radius of several miles to rapidly accelerate.

It was a dead land with cracked soil and withered vegetation, but in a blink of an eye, a living hell in the world suddenly appeared before the elves.

Chapter 95: The First Battle with the Undead Forces

Seeing this crazy scene, the elves' first thought was: humans must be crazy.

How could they do such a cruel thing.

The elves were frightened and confused by this crazy scene, but Clemena knew exactly what she was doing.

The two mages stood weakly in front of this pretending old woman, looking at the crazy woman in front of them with horror.

The arrogance he had during the day was gone, leaving only fear and surprise that could not be concealed at all.

It's like when everyone is eating a feast and they are about to eat their fill, but suddenly they think, "If it's difficult, then don't do it," and they flip the table...

How can you play like this? !

Such an extreme move has set a precedent. Who will still discuss whether it is 20:80 or 30:70?

You are not giving others a chance to live! You are also giving those crazy people an excuse to make a living!

This is not allowed!

"I am nominally the commander of a hundred thousand troops, but I can only directly command five or six thousand of my own people. The others either ignore my orders or pretend to obey them."

Clemena looked very bad at the moment. The whites of her eyes had turned completely black, but her pupils had turned white. In short, it was very shocking.

"I asked the society for more powerful instructions and supplies, but what I got in return was scolding and even more unreasonable tasks."

"You bastards are so high and mighty that you want to enjoy everything, but you are not willing to pay too much. You don't even want to take any responsibility. You want me to be the scapegoat."

"How can such a good thing happen!"

At the same time as Clemena's last sentence, a pale white magical light suddenly burst out from her whole body. Along with this amazing action, the aura of death surrounding the entire city rose several levels again.

The scene outside the residences of the two chief mages had already turned into a brutal hell. Countless human soldiers were frantically killing each other in an extremely crazy manner. They were only attacking and not defending. This violent combat mode was almost impossible to appear in living creatures. This kind of self-defeating fighting also caused the number of casualties in the human army to rise rapidly at a terrifying rate.

And all this is exactly what Clemena wanted.

"Next, I will have an army of 40,000 undead. These troops will absolutely execute my orders. There will be no more lip service and no more thoughts of betraying my people."

"This is my terrifying army and sea of ​​death!"

"And I am the Queen of Death of the Supreme Leader King's Legion!"

Seeing Clemena's expression becoming more and more weird, the expressions of the two seat mages became more and more bleak. But even in such a desperate situation, the seat mages' territory could not be lost!

A seated mage stiffened his neck and responded, looking very unyielding: "How dare you take in a necromancer?! How dare you study necromancy?! Do you know what kind of behavior this is?!"

"The Cathedral will hunt you down to the ends of the earth! They will crush your body and soul to dust!"

Obviously, this threat was of no use at all. All it earned was Clemena's sneer and her disdain for responding.

Turning her head and looking at the necromancers who looked like skeletons behind her, Clemena sneered and spoke.

"I heard that your research on the Skeleton Mage has reached the final stage, and you only need a few experimental subjects with sufficient gold content?"

"The bodies of two master mages, what do you think of their value?"

The cold words were met with silence from the necromancers. After a while, one of them spoke.

"You are going a bit extreme..."

He killed about 40,000 humans at one time, turned dozens of wizards into skeleton wizards, and set up a magic circle to permanently turn a piece of land into a dead zone. Such behavior made the necromancers cry out that they were besieged by the necromancer.

We brothers only dig graves when necessary. Even if we kill people, we usually target robbers. When we study necromancy, we do it in places where there are few people. On weekdays, we stay away from people as much as possible and try not to bring unnecessary trouble to the mortal world.

Although this was certainly due to the constant pursuit by the Grand Cathedral, the Necromancers themselves did not think there was anything wrong with doing so.

We are just studying corpses and have some dark personalities. We don't believe in chaos...

Clemena's performance today has made several necromancers consider backing off. It can only be said that such an anti-urban look is really wasted.

"You want to quit?" Clemena sneered at the necromancers in front of her. "Who do you think the Cathedral will blame after the outside world knows what happened today?"

"Is it a magic master who is proficient in illusion spells, or a few necromancers who study necromancy?"

"Do you really think you can get away with it?"

"When the time comes, do you think the people in the Cathedral will believe you or me?"

"Will they believe you when you say that you are just my magical advisor?"

A few words, said a few people have already lost their faces

The human-looking necromancer looked even more pale.

When it comes to being an inhuman being, this bastard in front of me has never been one.

"Have you made up your mind? To be honest, I'm really looking forward to your work. A powerful wizard was transformed into a skeleton, becoming a being even lower than a wizard slave. This result is exciting just to think about. If the Grand Cathedral hadn't interfered, I think this technology would have caused an explosive sensation in the magic world once it was launched."

Several necromancers were helpless and could only start the transformation ritual in the face of the two seat mages who were terrified. They knew that Clemena was very crazy, but they did not expect that this woman would be so crazy.

It seems that in this woman's heart, human life is simply insignificant.

Listening to the screams of the Master of the Seat and watching these two once high-ranking figures performing various shameful actions, Clemena felt satisfied and excited at the same time, as if torture brought her great satisfaction.

"Through the sacrifice of these 40,000 people, I will gain an unstoppable army of the undead."

"And conquering these damn elves is only the first step in my great cause. I will become a true queen through conquest!"

"The undisputed queen!"

As Clemena spoke like crazy, the fighting in the fortress was still brutal and horrifying, but the frantically fighting zombies did not notice that the fallen corpses slowly stood up again. And now these standing corpses were no longer the uncontrollable zombies whose souls had been worn away, but the life-seeking zombies who completely obeyed their masters' orders.

Chapter 96: Attack of the Treemen

The horrifying zombies roared and attacked at night; they crawled in groups of six, nine, four, nine, three, and six. These brainless monsters had no autonomy at all and were complete command execution machines. They would definitely execute the orders given by their masters at a greatly reduced rate.

That’s right, a heavily discounted execution.

It is really too much to expect this group of brainless zombies to perform complex tasks. Even if they will obey the master's orders completely, the conditions do not allow them to carry out the orders.

Therefore, although there are tens of thousands of zombies here, to Clemena they are just a group of consumables among consumables, things that are destined to be consumed. It is wishful thinking to expect this so-called zombie army to overthrow the mortal kingdom.

The biggest effect of these tens of thousands of zombies is that they are extremely disgusting when they gather together.

Soldiers who fight zombies in close combat will feel a strong sense of discomfort. This discomfort is obviously not enough to be fatal, but it will definitely affect the combat effectiveness of those soldiers, and even more so their mental and physical health. After all, the smell of zombies is not a matter of prolonging life by smelling it, but a matter of losing your appetite for three days by smelling it. They are like living rotten eggs.

Attacking the zombies is also a problem. After all, what do you want to do with this pile of dead meat? Do you want to make this pile of rotten meat even rottener by attacking it?

As for the threat posed by these zombies... no one thinks that a horde of zombies can defeat a fully armed army, right? No way, no way, no way?

All in all, the biggest use of these zombies when used in combat is to disgust people.

But even so, zombies are of paramount importance to necromancers and can be considered the foundation of all necromancy.

Although zombies are incapable of doing anything, their value is truly revealed after they lose their combat effectiveness and ability to move.

The rotten flesh of zombies can be fed to monsters such as ghouls, werewolves, and vampires.

The zombies' bones can be removed and pieced together to form all sorts of terrifying skeleton structures.

The broken souls of zombies can be extracted and stitched together into monsters such as bed sheet-like ghosts.

To sum up, the number and quality of the undead army can double thanks to these endless numbers of zombies.

"Now, open the door and let the whole world feel the wrath of the undead!" Clemena said with her head raised, looking extremely domineering.

The necromancers around her looked at each other, and then the one who looked the most fierce stepped forward.

"As your advisor, I want to explain the current situation."

"My advice is that you'd better not go out now."

Sure enough, these words were met with an angry glare from Clemena.

But the necromancers turned a blind eye to this.

Urine nature!

We followed you as your consultant just to get your protection and shield so that we wouldn't be found by those lunatics in the Cathedral and burned to death. But now you're blowing yourself up?

If you can't even protect us, then what's the point for us to follow you?

When the contract period is up, we should leave and never stay any longer!

You dare to stare at me? Don't we know how powerful your necromancy is? Do you really think we are afraid of you in terms of strength?