Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Outside Dingxiang Tower.

Qi Lin didn't look at the group of people who were marching forward. Hundreds of ghosts had already spread their control around them, and they couldn't hide the ghosts from any disturbance.

The child sat on the seat with his head drooping, looking very sad.

Qi Lin touched his chicken nest head, thought for a while and sat next to the child from the opposite side.

Qi Lin originally wanted to send the child to the southeast base camp, after all, judging from the information collected by the ghost.

Qin Youde has a good reputation, so he deserves his name.

Including his younger brother Qin Youyi, although Qi Lin does not approve of Qin Youyi's actions, it does not mean that Qin Youyi has a bad impression in Qi Lin's heart.

At present, the two brothers of the Qin family are still inclined to favor in Qi Lin's heart.

But it is a pity that the ghost sent news this morning: a large number of demons in the southeast are gathering outside the mist.

Qi Lin didn't understand why the tide of magic in this life came so fast.

Moreover, looking at the quantity and quality, it seems to be much larger than the previous life.

Qi Lin felt that there must have been some changes in the middle that he didn't know about.

Judging from the current scale and gathering speed of the demonic tide, it will only be larger than the demonic tide six months later in the previous life, not smaller.

In the previous life, the military prepared for six months but couldn't hold it, now

If there is no accident, more than 800,000 people in the southeast are estimated to be dead.

So Qi Lin gave up the idea of ​​sending Xiao Di to the southeast.

After all, compared to the reduction of physical fitness, survival is more important.

Qi Lin vaguely remembered that in the last life, about three to four months after the catastrophe, the mechanic was found by the military and began to manufacture a large number of defense systems such as machinery and heavy artillery.

But now, the demon tide has come ahead of time, and everything is changing.

In Qi Lin's plan, he was going to find Baslow.

The experience of a demon lord can definitely bring him new undead units.

At the same time, Qi Lin is bound to get the reward for the first kill of the Lord of the Demon Seed.

But the problem is, because of some unknown interference in the fog, Qi Lin is not sure whether he can find Baslow.

After the ghost enters the fog, it will lose its sense of direction.

But the good news is that Qi Lin's soul link is still unaffected and can be used normally in the fog.

But the range in the fog is too wide, and Qi Lin doesn't know where Baslow is, and the scope of the soul link depends on Qi Lin's real-time spiritual power.

This also means that if Qi Lin wants to kill Baslow, he must enter the fog with the undead, and use himself as the combat command center to continue to advance the search.

Let the undead be in the range of spiritual links at all times, because only in this way can the undead use Qi Lin as the center and conduct better coordinated operations through individual and public communication.

Qi Lin was able to concentrate his superior forces to kill Baslow in one fell swoop.

Qi Lin now feels more and more the importance of the soul link, and there is no such thing as a core ability.

Just like a certain famous battle before the catastrophe, a certain fourth largest military power slapped the whole world, and let the whole world understand that the rules of the game on the battlefield have changed.

It is often said that that war opened the prelude to modern warfare.

The key to successfully fighting a modern war has moved from point-to-point absolute strength competition to a scientific and complete joint combat system.

If it is said that Qi Lin has always valued the growth of spiritual power because he can summon more undead, then now, the range of soul link is no lower than that of summoning more undead.

Just imagine, if one day Qi Lin's mental power is strong enough, he can completely stay still and radiate his will to the whole world.

As long as there are undead in the world, it is within the reach of his will.

But now, Qi Lin's mental power can't radiate so far, so to be on the safe side, he decided to take the undead forward, but in this way, the child would no longer be able to follow him.

Qi Lin didn't know what was going on in the mist, how dangerous it was, and his highest quality defensive props were random teleportation.

Even if the props are given to the child, if the child is in danger, the child will be randomly sent to the pile of demon seeds.

The child is dead.

Qi Lin thought over and over again, and then brought the child to Beicheng.

North City is the farthest from the front line of the demon tide. Put the child here, and send him a few black warriors to protect him. Once the demon lord dies, the demon tide will naturally recede, and the children who are far away from the front line will naturally be safe.

If the lord of the demon species is dead and the tide of demons still does not recede, that's okay, let's not say that the more than 800,000 people on the front line are enough to lose the demon tide commanded by the lord for a period of time. He has been standing still in the southeast, the second The first mixed regiment and the sixth death archer formation, these two elites will kill all the monsters that give up eating and wander around the city, buying enough time for the black warrior to evacuate with his children to find him.

But considering that person named Zongheng.

He had to see with his own eyes what kind of person the major general who was caught by the military and political power was.

If the major general and the brothers of the Qin family are not bad, Qi Lin will give the child to each other.

As the future of human science and technology, Qi Lin can't think of any reason for the human side to harm this child, except for the shit-like fight for power and profit. Give up authority such as city defense heavy artillery, and the Nuoda Machinery Legion is on the side, no matter how intriguing those internal factions are...

And as long as the top major general is not a fool, then he can realize the importance of children.

Coupled with Qi Lin's deterrence, the child should be able to grow up safely here.

Among the information collected so far about the major general, there are only two things to sum up: 1. He has lived in the office in the core command area for a long time, and various policies such as military dispatch and production resumption will be sent out from that office every day. But he never showed his face in front of people.

Second, rewards and punishments are clearly defined, rewards are not stingy for those who have made meritorious deeds, and those who bully men and women are directly shot on the spot without reporting, and even a few people from foreign embassies who wanted to gain benefits were shot, which was well received by the people praise.

Especially the last point really surprised Qi Lin.

Because he remembered that in his last life, people from foreign embassies killed people in the safe zone, and the incident was nothing but ten silver coins.

In the saying at the time, it was said that it was for the cooperation of various countries when the world structure was reshaped after the fog cleared.

From this point of view, the major general who was caught by the military and government is a bit wild.

But the strange thing is that no one knows the name of the major general, and everyone only calls him major general.

Qi Lin was thinking about what to do after meeting the major general.

First ask about Zong Heng's affairs to see if he knows about it, and after Zong Heng is dealt with, finally decide whether to entrust the child to him.

A woman in a cheongsam came gracefully carrying vegetables.

When the dishes were on the table, he even gave Qi Lin a few winks.

But it's a pity that Qi Lin just politely said thank you and then hurriedly moved a few dishes to the child.

"Eat more, grow your body."

Qi Lin took off the mask for the child, the tear stains were evident on the child's face.

"Uncle, did I do something wrong?"

Qi Lin helped him hold the food, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, eat well."

The obedient child felt aggrieved, holding his own small bowl, and eating the food that Qi Lin brought for him.

Qi Lin sighed, for some reason, looking at this child, he would always think of himself when he was a child.

The first fork in his life was also at the age of eight.

For this child who was very similar to him before, he couldn't help but want to say a few more words.

"In the future, you may be surrounded by many people."

"Some people might bark because you did something wrong."

"You have to remember, don't listen to those stupid people screaming. You make mistakes because you are still alive. Since you are alive, it means that the situation is not too bad."

"Correct if you make a mistake, start all over again if you lose, everything is no big deal."

"You have to be confident, don't care too much about what other people do, if you don't want to be bullied by bad people, don't make yourself look like a bully."

"Recently, the old ten and I visited. Recently I read a book saying that human beings are born to be strong and bully the weak. They always like to find faults in the weak and good people, and find the advantages in the domineering villains. The essence of bullying is to look at people. Dishes, so in the future, don't let the rotten people have the illusion that they can look down on you."

"Only when you look difficult to provoke, bad people and bad things dare not come to provoke you. You must learn not to please, dare to refuse, and pay attention to your own feelings."

"What you need most is to care about yourself, never care about anyone or anything, including me."

"A lot of things or people, if there are, there will be;

"Nothing should happen and nothing shouldn't happen."

"Don't care, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Boxes on the basement floor of Dingxiang Building.

There are not many boxes here, and they are only used to entertain VIPs.

When Qi Lin, who had just turned eighteen, was speaking to an eight-year-old child some words that the child still couldn't understand.

In the private room, singing and dancing are peaceful.

The huge marble table is full of drinks and fruits.

Judging from the freshness of the melons and fruits, they were just picked.

On the dance floor behind the marble table, a dozen women in light gauze were twisting their waists vigorously to the cheerful tune.

Under the looming veil, the inner vacuum is exposed in front of a group of fat officials.

Sometimes this kind of looming is more interesting than being honest with each other.

On the spacious leather sofa, Zong Heng sat in the middle, and several courteous officials beside him buzzed in his ears like flies.

This made Zong Heng, who was already in a bad mood, even more irritable.

After leaving the major general's office, Zong Heng kept thinking about what caused the major general's last words.

No matter how he thought about it, Zong Heng felt that this was his last words.

But the major general's uncompromising character made Zong Heng unable to open his mouth to ask.

Amidst the flattering voices around him, Zong Heng could only drink the wine to himself, in order to dispel his inner irritability.

"My lord, my son Wang Wei." Father Wang Wei came to toast, wanting to mention about his son Wang Wei who had been waiting outside.

But Zong Heng didn't even listen, he just drank the wine to himself.

This made Wang Wei's father a little confused. Zong Heng, who was obviously very happy when he went to the city earlier, why is he acting like this now?

At this moment, the box door opened.

A popular female star before the cataclysm walked in wearing a 3.1-style bikini.

Under the gaze of an official, she sat directly next to Zong Heng with a shy face.

"Leave far away."

Zong Heng, who was feeling irritable, raised his arm and blocked the female star from reaching out to him.

The female star who was beaten into the corner covered her chest and abdomen in pain, but did not dare to cry at all.

The accompanying people around him didn't know what happened to Zong Heng. Except for the two real powers who dared to apologize with a smile on their faces, the rest of them dared not speak.

Zong Heng poured himself a glass of strong wine, and drank it down with his neck raised, not paying any attention to what the two powerful people who were laughing with him were saying.

Before the catastrophe, Zong Heng was a soldier.

Zong Heng, who was born as a poor peasant for three generations, could not understand many injustices. He always believed that power, sex and interests would only slowly lead to corruption from top to bottom.

And the beginning of this corruption is often started by the top.

Especially when he passed the examination and could enter the military academy that year, but was dismissed because other people snatched the spot through the back door, he hated this kind of thing even more.

Zong Heng has always felt that it is extremely important to have a wise leader. After all, the people below have no choice, and the top decides the general direction.

Even if it is wrong, it may be able to create miracles, but once there is a problem above, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For Zong Heng, compared to the simple three meals a day of the hard-working major general, these fat-headed officials beside him are undoubtedly a bunch of waste.

He tried to kill these scum several times, but the major general told him: If people are well observed, there will be no criminals, and if the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as they can do something practical, a little problem will not hurt the overall situation.

Because the major general said so, Zong Heng, who now has the power to fight against injustice, endured it.

But the words of the senior official quickly stopped Zong Heng's non-stop drinking.

"My lord, don't you think the world has changed?" The deputy director of the logistics department felt that there was enough foreshadowing, and he flattered Zong Heng, who didn't listen to him for a long time, and said: "Before the catastrophe, the group army set out to pull out the southern Zhili At that time, everyone was dissatisfied with the boy who came by air, and they didn't know what ability he had, and the higher authorities could let him come to Beicheng Military and Political Bureau to catch him."

The deputy minister choked on his words, because Zong Heng was looking at him coldly.

"Continue." Zong Heng said coldly.

The deputy minister felt a little bad after observing his words, but thinking of the news that the demon dynasty was coming from the base camp, in order to escape from Nanzhili and survive, the small circle headed by him had to fight.

"My lord, you may not know, but according to reliable sources, the tide of magic is imminent!"

The deputy minister said to Zong Heng mysteriously: "Those monsters have gone crazy for some reason, they have already gathered in the southeast fog isolation area, and they will rush into Nanzhili when the fog clears!"

"According to the instructions of the superiors before the departure, we should preserve our vitality as much as possible, but what the major general is doing now, he does not strengthen the city defenses, and he does not take the initiative to seek a breakout. This is undoubtedly shutting down the country and waiting for death!"

The deputy minister carefully observed Zong Heng's expression, and when he saw that the other party was encouraging him to continue, he continued: "Although I have never communicated with you in depth, and I don't know your specific name, but I think you should be a straightforward person. , then I’ll be blunt!”

"In order not to sit still, we think we should break out when the tide of magic comes!"

"The good news is that the demon tide is basically concentrated in the southeast, and it seems that the base camp is the main attack target. This is our chance!"

"All kinds of material support, armaments, etc. can be packed and dispatched at any time. In order to implement the instructions of the superiors to preserve the country's hope, we think it may be a good choice to sacrifice some people to attract the tide of demon seeds, so as to buy us a chance to break through."

"According to the estimates of the staff, after the start of the demon tide, the southeast base camp can only last for two days at most. These two days are our precious opportunities!"

The deputy minister was still carefully observing Zong Heng's expression, and after finding nothing wrong, he continued: "We don't have many vehicles at the moment. Except for the necessary supplies, it can only accommodate 4,000 people. The road to break through It is doomed to be difficult, we need the support of the senior law enforcement team members headed by you, you can rest assured, no matter whether there is enough space, every family member of the law enforcement team senior candidate people can get in the car!"

"We approached the major general many times, but he always ignored him. I think some people are right. The world has changed, and high-level chosen ones should be allowed to control the right to speak. The major general who stayed behind closed doors that day is A suckling."

Hearing this, Zong Heng could no longer bear the anger in his heart, he would never allow anyone to slander the Major General!

The space ring on Zong Heng's hand flashed, and the straight black Tang Hengdao appeared in his hand.

When everyone in the box had their eyes rounded and their mouths opened before they uttered a cry of panic.

Clang!

Tang Hengdao unsheathed!

As the knife flashed across, the deputy minister's huge head fell to the ground, with a cautious expression on his face.

Boom!

Zong Heng stood up abruptly, crushing the vice minister's head with one foot.

Tang Hengdao pointed obliquely at the headless corpse that was spraying blood like pillars due to the loss of pressure in the cavity.

"I have endured you for a long time!"

Zong Heng scolded angrily: "I thought you were fighting for power and profit. It seems that I underestimated you!"

Everyone in the private room lowered their heads one after another and went as still as a chilling cicada, their bodies like sifting chaff.

The atmosphere in the whole box instantly became depressing, only the music and the sound of spurting blood continued.

Everyone felt that the temperature in the private room seemed to have dropped a lot, and their bodies trembled more like a sieve as the cold got colder.

"I even know the information about the imminent demon tide. It seems that the base camp is not very safe!"

"One counts as one today, tell me."

The angry Zong Heng's words hadn't landed on the ground, he only felt that his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was dragged into the nightmare world by the ghost.