The rain of pattering fell, and after dozens of minutes, it turned into heavy rain, which is the weather that both offensive and defensive sides are not willing to encounter, but in general, it is still undead.

    For the siege party, the reinforcements that may arrive will come later, and the soldiers who attack the city will also be affected by the heavy rain, but the impact is actually small.

    For the defending city, it is undoubtedly a more disgusting weather. With such a big rain, if the Normal siege party should have taken a break for a while, after all, the weather is still very cold, if it is raining, then it will be intense. The activity was sweating and it was a bit cold. Even a strong man who is a good old man can't afford it. It is entirely possible to have a frail life.

    Even the melancholy of the heavy rain and the lack of vision made the human morale seriously affected.

    The most basic common sense of the battlefield commander is that it is not a last resort. You must march or fight in the cold and heavy rain. Otherwise, not only will the combat power at that time be severely discounted, but the post-war treatment will become very troublesome and the overall combat power will be Greatly reduced.

    The undeads who have died are much better than the ones who are constrained by the environment.

    Undeads don't get sick. Although they hate to wet their own blade and affect their own vision, the action will be slowed down, and they will not be able to find their own washed eyes and teeth in the ditch on the ground. But it won't be unable to fight because of heavy rain.

    "Damn, how long will it rain?"

    I am not bothered by the fact that the war will be trapped. For me, as long as the final result is acceptable, the process is not important.

    The strength of me and my men is limited, and it is not intended to be an all-inclusive nanny. Since those Contract Heroes have the reward of gaining in exchange for gains. Naturally, there must be an awareness of war and death. I have no intention of interfering with anything…In fact, it is impossible to interfere. After all, there are countless battlefields in the world. The future war will gradually escalate. Even after a certain period of time, even the demigod can be wholesaled. If every point is taken care of, it will be impossible to die.

    Since we hope that this group of "realm" and "alternate Hero" can grow up quickly, instead of intervening too much, the real strong must be caught in life and death. Unless it is the end of the inevitable, I am not going to intervene in this war.

    And the reason why they come, is because of Samantha's commission, and the reason why they will reduce the strength of undead, just want to do an experiment…

    "Roland, do you know that men are arrogant and hard to see…"

    The spit of the dead cat was treated as a whisper, and I wouldn’t have the chicken to take the initiative to be the nanny of the hairy boy. Now I am bothered, but the heavy rain interrupted my experimental plan. It makes me feel bad.

“……Is there a way to disperse the rain and fog? ”

    "No, I am not a big druid. They are good at controlling the weather. Isn't there an Eaglestorm under your hand? Let him try. ”

    Although it is the expected answer, it is still very disappointing.

    As long as there is preparation, Mage does have everything, but only if there is sufficient preparation, at least I know that the Mage of Cloud Tower has the ability to control the weather around the city, but must assist the facilities and Mage Tower, and Weather-related super-range spells are also a big category of cursing, but at least demomagd Mage and enough humming time.

    But Harloys is still just a Gold-Rank Mage (demon pet can't surpass the owner), even if there is any means, there is no foundation strength can not be made, but it is rare to catch her pain, I will not let her go.

    "Cut, it's useless. You said Eaglestorm? Not to mention that he has already gone to the Beyer country, even if he is, a Legend Rank Druid can not do this. ”

    "Oh, it’s not that you have no use to drag me down. Then let the 'war' start in advance. ”

    "Does that not become a premature baby? I also count on it to get enough soul nutrition in the war, veto! ”

“……You should also have the means to change the weather. ”

    "Yes, it is okay to turn the storm into a blizzard. I can't say that the spring goose and snow can make headlines, but what should I do?" Just see who freezes first? I think that among all species, undead, who does not eat or drink without pain, will definitely win in the survival competition. ”

    Well, one person, one cat and one big eye, have already been identified, and there seems to be no means to reverse the situation.

    "Hong!"

    Suddenly a violent thunder sounded, but the strange thing was that the origin was on the ground, and a thunderstorm shot from the ground to the sky penetrated the dark clouds.

    "Hong!"

    After the continuous blast, the thunder was overflowing, and the lightning thundered, but then, after the vibration of the distance, the dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and everything was calm.

    This is obviously an unnatural result, but…

    "It’s strange, isn’t it the camp of undead here? Have undead smashed the dark clouds? They are looking for a dead end. ”

—————-

    Although it is the general headquarters of the undead army, it is still only some temporary low-level pagodas. In the chaotic camp, there is a two-story white small house that is particularly attractive. With flowers and plants, there are servants who are serving.

    Inns patiently sorted the flowers, and while Harlett still kept his spears, he seemed to be eager to make another shot, but the real masters came in.

    "Two adults! You guys are…"

    Although the intention to keep the tone calm, but the old face of the ghoul entangled together, at this moment, he was really angry to the extreme.

    It’s no wonder how he got angry. The bad cards in his hand are so easy to meet a godsend opportunity, but they are directly destroyed by their own people. Even if the saints are angry, they will definitely not be. Good man's Undead Lord.

    But the hand that was pulled out was halfway, but it wasn’t that he didn’t want to get angry, but he couldn’t get a fire. It’s a fundamental problem to beat and not dare to offend.

    Both Titans are just the incarnation of Willpower, similar to the divine incarnation of the gods, the power that can be exerted is limited, but the weakest is also the world bottleneck demigod. Don't say Davy Dad. There is no sure way to win an Undead Emperor. If Elemental Tide goes up, the bottleneck is lifted again, how strong Titan will be, and how much can be done in Main Realm, except for the old guys in ancient times, who can't tell.

    For the victory of this war, in order to get the trust and favor of the Undead Emperor, he bet on everything. These days, at no cost, they greeted the two final "trump cards."

    Are you tired? OK, we use the sedan chair to lift, the smell of undead is unpleasant? We grab a few humans to carry. What? Don't be dirty men? Ok, let's catch the young woman.

    Is the house dirty? Well, Alchemy Warlock and Mage are dispatched, Death Knight is a coolie, high-level soil specializing in Lich as a masons, a hundred-year-old artist as the chief designer, both warm and rural style, as well as modern minimalist art style. It is simply a perfect piece of art, with the addition of a bungalow. There is also a royal family of one hundred years old butler, a banshee maid (with Elf) a small team, a violinist (undead lord, the master of the year), a gardener.

    Is it too noisy around? OK, we will let the army go, give you two spaces to open up, and build a special soundproof wall.

    Also said that lack of anger? Well, the undead army went out of the nest and finally caught a number of beasts (only a silver lion, became a Pett of Harlett), and also planted flowers and plants around the house, doing greening and cleaning…Is this still the evil undead that allows the living to talk about it? This is where the ace servant comes!

    "Where is this foreign aid to help, it is simply asking for two."

    But at this point, Davy knows that even if he can only endure it, he has no retreat, and behind him is the abyss.

    "You, you…What do the two adults mean? Is Davy not taking care of it? Let the two adults be dissatisfied? ”

    He tried to suppress the anger of his heart and eventually turned into a calmer inquiry. When he reached the last few words, he still couldn’t hold the tone, and the inquiry became a question, and his dissatisfaction was beyond words.

    flowers

    flowers

    "It really is stupid undead, Inns big brother, the rain covers the sun, the flowers can't open."

    "##¥……&。”

    If you must use language to describe Davy's mood at the moment, you can only use this garbled code. At that moment, the inexplicable grievances are gathered in the eyes, and an Undead Lord is so mixed that it is too miserable. He also has a lacrimal gland, and he has already cried out.

    He had vaguely seen his future, and perhaps, in the end, he was still able to keep his name in the annals, but not in his dream of Aso heirs and wise men, but as the stupidest undead Lord's identity fetishized years, he was born from a low-order demon Ghost, exhausted his mind for thousands of years, and eventually, But only to get such an end.

    Harlett walked over with a smile and patted the shoulders of the old demon.

    "We are also annoying outside, when it is time to leave, right, this house is left, looking for two dragons to drag, maybe it will be used next time…"

    At this moment, all the five senses of the old demon are distorted. He has never hated a person so much. He is roaring and swearing in his heart, but he is hesitating. Is it necessary to hold the thigh and ask each other to stay, this is the last Life-saving straw!

    Finally, it seems that playing with the other party is too embarrassing, even the Inns can not stand.

“……Isn't that a few small things? Before we leave, we will level the city. "

    "Inns brother is a soft heart, oh, despicable undead, if the next time you still dare to cover the children of the earth, let us be your thugs, perhaps before destroying you and your army, we will let you first taste what is called Titan The wrath makes you mourn for thousands of years in hell."

    The whispered remarks turned into a thunder roar, and in a ray of lightning, the Thunder giant returned to the world, and the thundering eyes were already eyeing the oak city not far away.

    "Little things, come and play with me."

    At this time, the demon lord has already spread to the ground, and the change of great sorrow to great joy is that he can not afford it. At this time, he is lying on the ground like a ghoul like a tongue. The wise image accumulated over the years has been destroyed.

    The big man also has great wisdom. Compared with the Titan that has accumulated for the lowest tens of thousands of years, the old undead can only be regarded as an amateur. He knows that from the beginning to the end, two Titans are teasing him, and all his own minds have probably been It was a joke, the so-called undead closest to Aso, probably just a joke.

    But seeing the super giant who arrived directly at Tianzhu, in his mind, it was basically an invincible absolute combat power, and he was relieved a little.

    "At least, you can destroy Oak Tree Town and be able to make a difference to Undead Emperor."Unfinished, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!