Chapter 254 I Must Gather the Troops Quickly
The honors have been conferred, but the changes are not over yet.
Five skeletons who were granted professions stood up, faced the mountain of countless corpses, suddenly opened their jaws and roared silently.
It is naturally silent. Skeletons without vocal cords have no other way of making sounds except the sound of the bones colliding together.
However, the five conscious higher-level undead in front of Mo Cheng were able to simulate [sound] on the spiritual level through the vibration of the soul fire and some special frequency fluctuations.
The roar of the five high-level undead seemed to set off a storm in the spiritual realm. The tremendous negative energy and the remaining soul energy particles after the soul fire dissipated were stirred up, violently rushing in all directions, and spreading to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.
The roars of the five skeletons spread to an unknown direction, but the undead army under the command of Mad King Dom in the military camp had already heard the meaning of the roars.
——They are calling in the army!
"Dread Knights, line up!"
The high-ranking Black Knight of the Undead, who possessed self-awareness, was the first to issue orders to his subordinates behind him, and warned them, "Be careful, I feel a powerful force gathering."
"The powerful undead roars." The corpse wizard held the staff in his hand. The magicians among the undead gave him a clearer feeling. "Also, there seems to be a power similar to that of the King."
The "king" mentioned by the corpse wizard is naturally referring to the eternal, perfect, and infallible King Dom.
As soon as the words fell, the corpse wizard silently held up the magic shield to block the sword that was coming straight at him. The one who did it was the black knight. "Pickled bacon, if you speak nonsense to our Supreme King again, I will rip off your head and hang it in the sun for twenty days and nights."
Although the higher undead have self-awareness and thinking, they also have the "feelings" that only various creatures have. From a certain perspective, it is unclear whether this is an evolution or a degeneration.
At this time, the Banshee leader on the side drew the attention of the Black Knight and the Corpse Witch back, "Be careful, those skeletons are trying to gather an army."
"Don't worry. All the undead here are under our control. Before we fall into eternal sleep, those skeletons will not be able to obtain any troops."
When a low-level undead is controlled by a high-level undead, it becomes more resistant to the orders and control of other high-level undead. Unless the difference in power is too great, there will never be soldiers plundered in the middle of a war between high-level undead.
"Before you say that, you'd better take a look at where they are." The Corpse Witch pointed to the [Plague Workshop] in the distance that had been completely slaughtered and reminded, "They just killed a large number of undead spirits. The interior of the Plague Workshop is now filled with negative energy and soul energy particles."
"Or should I remind you that in order to create the plague, a large number of human corpses were piled up inside."
Question: What is the easiest way to use a place filled with negative energy, soul energy particles, and a large number of corpses?
Anyone who has a little knowledge of necromancers can answer this question. That kind of place is undoubtedly the best place for necromancers to recruit troops.
“Boom!”
Following the corpse wizard's reminder, the earth began to shake. The high-level undead could clearly see that the mountain of corpses piled up by countless corpses was shaking and collapsing.
"I will lead the team to charge in. We can't let them gather troops."
The Black Knight was eager to lead the charge. The battle between high-level undead was hundreds or thousands of times more bloody than the war between living beings. If they failed, even their souls would be controlled by the enemy. After the high-level undead gathered their forces, the difficulty level increased by two levels.
“Stop, Black Knight.” This time, it was not the corpse wizard who stopped us, but the gargoyle that landed from high in the sky. “The creature sitting on the tombstone will not let us get close easily.”
They tried to launch a surprise attack in the sky, but the gargoyle leader lost an arm because of his recklessness. "The main force of the camp was taken away by the general. It is impossible for one of our teams to destroy the enemy alone."
"I sensed the power of the King's past in that creature."
The gargoyle leader held out a fragment that was a part of his body not long ago until it became a warning after its reckless behavior.
"Gather all the troops in the camp." The Corpse Wizard gave the most pertinent and feasible plan. "After the gathering is completed, let that living being experience what a war of undeads is like."
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When the five skeletons roared undead at the same time, the negative energy and soul energy particles in the entire military camp seemed to be added to a pan of boiling water and began to boil completely.
Then the skeletons, led by the priest skeleton, were followed by the rest of the skeletons.
With every step the priest skeleton took, he raised and put down the scepter in his hand. No one knew what material . It didn't look like bone or wood, but it didn't look like metal either.
But when the sharp tip of the stick touched the ground, even though the ground was just sticky sand mixed with blood and flesh, the tip of the stick made a crisp metallic collision sound.
"bite!"
It was as if a holy sound was spreading rapidly along the ground.
Wherever the priest's skeleton walked, the flesh and bones in the corpse separated on their own, and the broken bones on the ground quickly pieced together to form a skeleton, which stood up from the ground and followed behind the team.
With every step, a large number of skeletons were born from the mud of flesh and blood, and then looked around, like a group of soldiers finding their team and superiors. The five skeletons awarded medals by Mo Cheng organized these recruits on their own.
Skeleton sword and shield soldiers stood in the front to form a square formation, and then large groups of skeleton cavalry lined up on both sides.
The skeleton mages holding bone staves stood at the back of the legion, while the skeleton archers stood in the middle of the legion, ready to provide long-range support at any time.
The entire legion was lined up in square formation, silently, without a single sound, like a pantomime.
After the formation was completed, all the skeletons' heads were slightly tilted to look in his direction, as if waiting for the king to inspect his army.
Yes, King, Mo Cheng could feel his absolute control over the army below. The life or death of any skeleton depended on his thoughts, and all the skeleton warriors were devoted to him with infinite loyalty.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The jars containing the plague suddenly exploded, and the undead corpses summoned by the [Tombstone] turned into countless dust.
The sand and plague mist mixed together, and then like an invisible big hand, it evenly smeared the mixture on every skeleton warrior.
