The Rise of the Cemetery

Undead world.

The cold wind screamed on the gloomy sky, and the ground was full of ugly figures wandering aimlessly all day long.

However, at this moment, in this remote frozen wasteland, a broken altar where the half-seen shape is no longer visible, the two disproportionate undead are communicating silently.

From the appearance, Cook is an ordinary bone skeleton in the undead world, and the bone can't see any peculiarities at all. The only thing that can distinguish it from ordinary skulls is the crown of white bones on the clean skull that symbolizes the power of the king.

However, it is a typical behemoth that relatively silently communicates with it, looking at the body shape and the outline. It is a dead corpse dragon in the undead that is famous for its physical strength.

As the two closest to the thirteen kings of the undead world, the bone king, Cook, and the corpse dragon, Moam, made a special trip to investigate the sudden light invasion that broke out earlier.

As the source of the invasion of the Holy Light, this humble altar has been destroyed. As you can see, the priest who built this place did not intend to perform his duties seriously. The entire altar is simply a typical example of crude manufacturing, and it can't bear excessive power at all.

"Did you find anything?" The corpse dragon Moam lowered his huge head and communicated with Cook silently in the language of spirit.

His size is too large, 30 meters away from head to tail, in such occasions, any movement of the body, can take off the whirlwind of sand and rocks. In order not to disturb Cook's retrieval, Moam could only curl up and huddle aside, looking like a terrifying and scary hill from a distance.

"Most of the traces here have been annihilated by the impact of the time, it is difficult to find any useful clues ... wait, what is this?"

As soon as Cook's slender bone hand was thrown, he lifted off the remaining boulder as a base, and a slap-shaped piece of black armor was clipped from below.

Moam's huge head stretched out, sniffing twice with his nose.

"Very pure breath of death. The average undead can't have such a pure breath of death. Do you mean that there was once a lord-level high-level undead here?"

"If I admit it correctly, this is most likely a broken piece of armor. From the system's perspective, I am afraid it belongs to the undead knight. It seems that we are going to ask, who has recently dispatched a high-level undead knight. I've been to this area. As far as I know, Villeneuve Eir has a staff of undead knights. "

"Understood, I'll go to see Villian Voir at night and meet here seven days later."

"Okay. Just one of my subordinate zombie lords once reported that there is a team of horrible undead knights who can't find out where they are coming from. Maybe things here have something to do with them. I'll see them later. "

The corpse dragon Moam nodded, and his huge, thick, turbid flesh covered with dark blue carrion flicked up a few times, and then stood up. With the loud dragon, he emptied westward.

Cook squeezed the black armor fragments for a moment, finally feeling that it was impossible to find anything here, and turned his head quickly towards the zombie lord's nest.

As one of the few skeleton kings in the undead world, Cook does not fly. However, under the support of the infinite power of death in the body, once he let go of his legs and ran quickly, his speed would never be inferior to that of human galloping horses. However, human war horses still have physical limitations, but Cook does not have any problems in this regard. At such a speed, he can run without rest for a month without problems.

Thousands of miles away is nothing to sleepless souls.

One day later, he had entered the domain of the zombie lord.

I don't know if it should be said that it came by coincidence or that it came by accident. The zombie lord Mok's territory was sullen and smoldering at the moment, even in a difficult period of war. But what surprised Cook most was that the zombie lord was still at a disadvantage!

You know, as a direct line of a legendary bone king, the 17th-level zombie lord Mok also has a good individual strength. Coupled with the fact that he has occupied this place for nearly a thousand years, it can't even beat an outsider?

But the reality is exactly that.

When Cook ran all the way into the immediate territory of Mok, this has become a hunting ground for the undead to the undead. The defender is the old veteran undead 17th-level zombie lord Mok, and the attacker is free from the newly rising Stratholme coalition that the lich oppressed.

In the previous legendary battle, the legendary lich who had been wrapped around Stratholme's neck like a noose was beaten and fled, and it was impossible to come out in a short time. This is good news for Stratholme who has succumbed for so long.

Most of the undead cannon fodder collected from the legendary lich was thrown into the former territory of the legendary lich after a simple training. They were originally their sites, but now they are just returning them to their old nest. Through this method, Stratholme has quickly occupied nearly 70% of the territory.

Stratholme ’s main force was not dispersed for this, but remained intact, and opened up another way directly into the direct territory of the zombie lord.

Zombie lord Mok had damaged nearly half of the undead cannon fodder in the tug-of-war that had lasted for nearly a year. Now he was targeted by the Stratholme coalition, and the situation immediately turned down. stand up.

After seven or eight brutal wars in a row, the Stratholme Coalition is at its peak moment. In the face of the legendary lich, they can't play their prestige, that is because the gap between the ranks is too large, but now when facing an opponent who was originally "equivalent", the elite combat strength of the cemetery army is undoubtedly revealed.

Mok's immediate territory is less than a thousand miles away, but on such a vast three-dimensional battlefield, there are dozens of terrorist teams that make Mok famous.

The Black Knights led by Arthas has been formally divided into one and two regiments, led by Arthas and Scarface respectively.

A group as the main force of the Ebon Knights, with 600 members, almost all are orthodox death knights in the cemetery. The already powerful individual strength, with the assistance of the Alsatian Knight Aura, has become a heavy cavalry regiment comparable to the Bone Dragon Squadron. Such a team is extremely good at attacking head-on and breaking through, and is a chargeer regardless of casualties.

The second regiment is led by Scarface and has 400 members. Most of them are special advanced dark knights, headless knights, horror knights, and condemned knights. Such a miscellaneous team may not be as pure and command-forbidden as a group, and its diverse combat capabilities, combined with the ability to catch scary metamorphic fighters, makes this team equally terrifying. This is a highly adaptable ranger regiment, good at roaming raids.

If the last two teams were one long, one short, and two scalpels sent by Stratholme, then the army of 30,000 eaters would be the scariest "sweepers" on the battlefield. Without the shortcomings of zombie awkwardness and slowness, without the crisp and loose body of the skeleton, the licking eater has never been the protagonist in the previous cemetery foreign wars. That is not because they are weak, but the enemies they face are too strong.

Under the leadership of undead lords like Mok, more than 80% of the team quota is occupied by the lowest-ranking zombie skeletons. Faced with these guys, the lickers who are also second-order undead creatures immediately exerted the advantages and specialties of the cemetery arms. With fast roaming and round-up rounds, using his long agility and semi-medium range bullet attack, 30,000 lickers can play with more than 100,000 zombie skulls as easily as playing games.

When all opponents fall, the casualties of the lickers can be controlled within 2000.

1 to 15.

What a terrible battle loss ratio this is!

There are indeed a lot of cannon fodder in Mok, but it can't stand the total extinction twice or so.

Anyway, the short legs of the zombie skeleton were stared at by the lickers, but they couldn't even run. And the zombie skeletons want to fight back against the lickers, it is impossible to not increase the number of 5 times or even more.

However, there are two teams of the Ebon Knights who are walking in this vast battlefield, it is destined that the enemy cannot gather the number of horrors that is several times that of the licking team. Then the larger the battlefield, the more targets left for the lickers to prey, and the more opportunities there are.

This wanton rush to sack and hunt, can be regarded as the head and deputy head of the Corpse King and Hakkar in Stratholme, raised his eyebrows. Every time someone else ’s team sends back to Stratholme ’s battle report, there are dozens or hundreds of victories, and only a large army can get thousands of victories. However, each time the team of lickers led by the two of them returned a horrible number of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, and the achievements they gained were inflated like a balloon.

The ground is amazing, but the vast expanse of sky cannot be missed.

There are countless large and small battles happening and going on every moment.

Stratholme can send out ghosts and ghosts that cover the sky. Although the zombie lord is not so crazy, there are many undead that can fly under his command. It is a pity that there is quantity, but in terms of quality comparison, it is a mess.

The ghost ghost army formed by Stratholme is a mixed force led by high-ranking banshees. Ghosts and grievances are just the lowest-level soldiers, from small captains, squadron captains to large captains, and then to the deputy heads, all of which are played by the banshees. So this is a spiritual force with a skeleton.

While the other party was still cluttering up to play group fights, the ghost ghost army had already played tactics under the leadership of high-level spirits such as the ice banshee, the resentful banshee, the mouth and fine banshee, and the demon banshee. To seduce ambushes, to divide into joint strikes, to encircle all around, to bloom inside and out, these means that they are familiar with one by one, and they just want to rinse their opponents.

Spirits and spirits fight civil wars, and those instincts that use avatars to do damage reduction become a decoration. Headed by a huge number of ice banshees, the ice touch with strong ice attributes is simply a big killer for low-level spirits. The spirits of both sides gather together to play a hedge, and the one that has fallen the most in the sky is this fragile spirit frozen into ice tuozi. The elemental damage of the ice attribute combined with the hundreds of meters of fall is enough to take the life of any lower-order spirit.

This is typical of not dying or not feeling, a large piece of death!