Chapter 57 My name! Brother Aotian!
"hehe."
The dead laughed.
Their laughter echoed far away in the dark streets. The strange laughter made the adventurer's scalp tingle, and he wanted to go back to the tavern to find his companions.
But he didn't dare move.
He was afraid that if he moved, the army of undead in front of him would start attacking.
"Are you going to kill him?"
One undead player was eager to try: "I heard that killing NPCs will give you more life points."
"never mind."
Another Undead player shook his head: "Brother Cong said that we should focus on encircling the training ground. If the Adventurer's Tavern and the Magician's Guild don't intend to participate, we shouldn't take the initiative to attack."
"Don't forget, we are now the undead summons of the human summoner."
"You can't just kill NPCs. You have to follow orders."
"All right."
The undead whispered to each other in front of the adventurer, then passed by him and continued to march forward quickly.
"Are they leaving now?"
The adventurer watched the undead passing by one by one. Although most of the undead were looking at him curiously, no one attacked him.
When the undead disappeared at the end of the street, the adventurer was shocked to find that his back was soaked. He had already broken into a cold sweat from fear, and his pants were also covered in stench and wet marks.
The adventurer rubbed his eyes, thinking that he might have drunk too much.
"How could there be undead in the human city? And there are so many of them? I must have drunk too much!"
The adventurer laughed at himself and said, "Even if there are undead, the patrol team will definitely find them in advance..."
The adventurer's words came to an abrupt end as he saw that not far from the street where the Undead Legion came out, there was a team of patrol soldiers with their bodies lying there.
Blood was all over the ground. Every soldier died in a particularly miserable way, with knife marks all over their bodies and their clothes stripped off.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The adventurer's scream broke the quiet night atmosphere. He turned and rushed into the Adventurer's Tavern: "There are undead! The undead army has entered the city!"
"What are you yelling about?"
"Jack, you're drunk again."
"Go out and see, there really are undead spirits!"
"Undead? I can use the skulls of the undead to make wine!"
The people in the tavern were laughing, and no one took the adventurer Jack's words seriously. Jack was so anxious that his face turned red, and he even suspected that he had seen it wrong.
But the bodies of the patrolmen lying not far from the tavern were real.
Under the influence of alcohol and the lively atmosphere in the pub, Jack held a large glass of barley beer and felt a little dazed. It seemed that everything around him was not real.
"Could it be that I really drank too much?"
"Or are we all in deep danger, but no one knows it?"
Jack fell into deep self-doubt.
The lively and happy atmosphere in the pub did not last long.
A deafening sound suddenly appeared, echoing throughout the main city of the Northern Territory.
"I am the great summoner of the dead!"
"I am coming, you despicable minions of the Temple of Light! From today on, this city will belong to me!"
"Those who are not affiliated with the Temple should stay indoors. I will only settle accounts with the Temple!"
Long Aotian's arrogant and domineering voice rang out from the night, heard by everyone in the city, and awakened countless residents who were sleeping in the night.
He used a small prop from the points mall, so that his voice was amplified countless times.
Xu Ercong, who was far away on the other side of the city, had just put on human skin. Hearing Long Aotian's domineering declaration, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This idiot, this is really a big commotion."
After saying that, Xu Ercong rubbed his ears that were about to be deafened and sighed: "But the skins planned for the shelves are really amazing. They actually give people the feeling of a real human identity. When you put on human skin, you really look like a human."
Perhaps it was because he had been a ghost in the game for too long, and Xu Ercong was a little uncomfortable when he suddenly turned back into a human in the game.
…
The Magician's Guild and the Adventurer's Tavern were in an uproar.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"
Jack jumped up excitedly, stood on a wine table, and shouted: "I just said that the undead have entered the city, and you still don't believe me!"
Compared to the shock and fear of the others, Jack's tone was full of excitement and joy after the misunderstanding was resolved.
You didn't believe me just now!
Humph, you see, something really happened now.
"Quick, go out and take a look!"
The tavern owner shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone gather together!"
A large number of adventurers poured out of the tavern, and a large number of magicians also gathered at the Magician's Guild.
They don't need to look for traces of the undead because the battle has already begun!
"Look, in the direction of the training ground!"
"There are so many undead here, and the smell of undead is so strong!"
"Are they looking for the Knights Templar?"
Countless speculations and discussions were heard. Some people were eager to fight the undead, but more people were silent.
"This is not an undead invasion, but a powerful undead summoner has appeared."
The tavern owner looked up at the direction where the war broke out in the training ground, then shook his head and said, "Let's go back to the tavern. He said this is a personal grudge. If we don't provoke him, he won't come to trouble us."
"The one who can summon tens of thousands of undead must be a great villain!"
Jack said this in a decisive tone, and his words made many adventurers' eyes sparkle with admiration.
In the continent of Esk, those who are wanted by the Temple of Light are collectively called villains, and some criminals are also called villains.
There are good and bad villains among the villains. Some have actually committed crimes, while others are just powerful adventurers who were framed.
Villains are divided into ordinary villains and big villains.
For example, Beifeng Fa, who is wanted by the Magic Academy and the Temple of Light, is a great villain and a well-known name in the adventurer circle.
Every big villain is extremely powerful.
Adventurers are born to worship the strong, no matter whether they are good or evil.
"Are we going to support the soldiers?"
In the Magician's Guild, some magicians were discussing this issue: "The undead seem to be very evil."
"Have you all been brainwashed by the temple?"
The union's branch president sneered, "Have you forgotten that Alia is still being hunted by the Temple? Ever since the Temple came, this city is no longer a free northern adventure city. It has become a part of the Temple."
"You have to go by yourself. I won't go."
"Also, let me remind you that the strength of this Undead Summoner should not be weaker than the Sorrow Wind Technique!"
The union branch president's words silenced most of the magicians.
Even though the Undead Summoner has a bad reputation, he is still a member of the magician system and the academic school.
In the continent of Esk, the academic faction and the temple faction have been fighting for many years, and the friction and contradictions in recent years have escalated to a white-hot level.
The magicians of the Magician's Guild are also members of the academy. Are they going to help the temple to deal with the magicians in their own camp?
"The Sorrowful Wind Method is a great magician who can fight against the Dean. We are no match for a magician of this strength."
"Forget it, just go to bed."
"I thought the rift in the undead plane had been opened, but it turns out that a great magician has come to seek revenge on the temple."
"I have an experiment that I haven't finished yet."
The magicians were too lazy to care about the war in the city, so they simply turned around and went into the Magic Guild and returned to the laboratory to study their own magic research.
…
Some fearless adventurers sneaked towards the training ground.
They saw undead along the way, but these undead would not actively attack if they saw that the NPCs did not have soldier or temple armor.
This made the adventurers even more convinced.
"They are truly undead summoned by a powerful undead summoner!"
"It seems that the temple is really unlucky this time. It has provoked a powerful undead summoner!"
The adventurers saw it.
On a rooftop near the training ground where flames were rising to the sky, a handsome man in a magician's robe was standing.
Different from other magicians, he held a large blue bone knife, his black hair fluttered in the night wind, and his deep eyes revealed an unruly temperament.
"Kill! Kill all the lackeys in the temple!"
As soon as he raised his hand, countless undead rushed to attack the training ground and besieged the defenders in the city.
"Howl! Die!"
Long Aotian stood on the roof, holding a large bone knife, and laughed wildly: "Struggle in the abyss of blood and darkness! Suffer in the hell of hatred and resentment!"
"Remember my name and tell your great God of Light who killed you!"
"My name!"
"Brother Aotian, Wardjil, Yingbangbang!"
