"Where did that old white man go?" The werewolf captain grabbed a guard who was looking flustered and asked, but the guard just kept shaking his head, seemingly frightened by the violent aura emanating from the werewolf captain, and pushed him away.

The useless guard, the werewolf captain came to the prince's room again.

Gary IV hurriedly approached and asked how the situation was. The werewolf captain said: "I don't know where your high priest has gone. I suspect that the curse on His Highness is also related to the high priest." The werewolf captain briefly summarized what his men found.

To put it briefly, Gary IV was shocked by the opponent's reconnaissance capabilities, but he shouldn't be surprised by this now. How to solve the current situation is the real problem.

"We have found a necromancer. It has been confirmed that this mage is not a spell caster. The other one is being hunted. It is estimated that the one who has not been found yet should be the real caster. Our people are...

..." Before the werewolf captain finished speaking, a strange and low horn sound sounded, and Gary IV's face suddenly became ugly.

"What's going on?" The captain asked quickly when he saw Gary IV's expression. Any strange thing happening at this time would cause unknown consequences, and the werewolf captain didn't want to be tricked by the enemy.

Orcs have always taken the initiative to attack.

"This is the attack horn of the 30,000 infantrymen outside the city, but this is definitely not a signal from my son." Gary IV showed a trace of panic on his face, but after seeing the werewolf on the opposite side, he somehow suddenly felt at ease.

, it seems that with some of these orcs around, all problems will be solved.

The werewolf captain turned to the werewolf named Woki and said, "How long can you hold on?"

"Don't worry, captain, I can definitely delay you until the moment of victory. Although you didn't participate in the imperial competition, the special training for our Bill Tribe team was specially made by His Excellency Xiao Jiu, who is under the command of the God Envoy." After that, the werewolf continued.

Concentrating on reciting the incantation, the green light on the iron rod kept shrouding the two of them, and the prince seemed to have begun to tolerate it, his face became much relieved, at least he no longer coughed up blood.

The werewolf captain nodded and led Gary IV out of the house, but for some reason there was a loud noise outside the house. It seemed to be ordinary people. The sound was very miserable. The werewolf captain's face couldn't help but change greatly, and his figure suddenly swelled.

His eyes were red and his fangs were exposed. After roaring to the sky, he shouted loudly: "Damn Necromancer, first team, follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several huge orcs appeared in front of the captain, and then followed the captain and rushed out of the front door, leaving Gary IV with a dull look on his face and murmured: "Instantly transformed into a madman, a third-level Martial God!

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The werewolf captain rushed out of the door with a few of his men, and then ran towards the place where the crowds were the loudest, "The opponent has summoned undead creatures, deal with them carefully, and try to save them." After saying this, the werewolf captain shook his hands, and the standard wolf claws came from

He drew out his sleeves, held his hands tightly, and suddenly tilted his body and rushed towards the shops on both sides of the road. His body accelerated and was actually parallel to the ground.

After running for more than ten steps, I finally got past the fleeing people in the city, and in front of me was a group of undead creatures and zombies that exuded a fishy smell.

The rest of the team members quickly crossed the crowd and rushed to the captain's side. After seeing the dense zombies, not only were there no panic on their faces, they even had a hint of excitement.

"Listen to my order. Potion No. 13, one drop, twenty breaths, will end the battle!" After saying that, the werewolf captain pulled out a small iron box from his arms. The iron box was not big, but it had many symbols densely written on it. Others

The werewolves also took out their own iron boxes. After finding Potion No. 13, they pressed the Thirteen mark, and a particularly small porcelain bottle popped out.

After opening the lid, a fragrant smell emanated from the porcelain bottle. However, time was running out. All the orcs quickly dropped a drop of the potion and held it in their mouths. For a while, various voices came from the team of seven people.

A painful snort, "Check weapons!"

After saying that, the werewolf captain checked the left and right wolf claws and stood at the front of the team.

Zombies are the lowest form of undead creatures. They move slowly and stiffly. Their advantage is that they are powerful and are almost immune to physical attacks. In addition to fatal injuries, a normal sword cuts on rotten flesh as if it had not been cut at all.

The weaknesses of zombies are in two places, one is the head, which is the brain, and the other is the heart. These are the two recognized drag points in the human empire.

There is another solution in the Orc Empire.

"Everyone listens to the order and chop it into a human stick!" The so-called human stick means cutting off the target's hands and feet, making the target alive like a thick round wooden stick. After shouting, the werewolf captain rushed into the zombie group like a hurricane.

, standard dewclaws upper and lower

Flying around, the remaining broken arm was accompanied by black blood flowing all over the sky, turning the whole street into a tragic hell. The people who had fled stopped to watch, and when they saw an orc showing off his magical powers, they couldn't help but start to cheer.

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"Find a place to hide, be careful not to be bitten by zombies, otherwise your life will be at risk!" A minotaur with red eyes noticed that someone was holding a weapon and was eager to try. He gave a warning before rushing out, the sound was so loud that it even knocked those few people out.

He was so frightened that he even dropped his weapon to the ground.

In an attic not far away, a pale hand slowly slid from the air. The owner of the hand was wearing a black robe, and his face was covered tightly by the cloak on the robe. He was the one who summoned and controlled zombies in the city.

The necromancer who caused the commotion in the attic was the only one in the attic at this time, and the owner of the attic was hit in the head by a tauren club and fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"These stupid orcs have good fighting ability, but you have already used the madness, so what else can you do? I have more than one wave of servants!" A hoarse and cold voice came from the cloak, and the undead spirit

The mage stretched out his other hand, and a large number of zombies once again poured out at the corner not far away from the street. At the opposite corner, there was still a group of zombies on standby, ready to attack.

But this necromancer obviously underestimated the fighting power of the seven orcs in front of him. In fact, facing nearly fifty zombies, these orcs took less than four breaths to defeat them at a ratio of one to eight.

This really surprised the necromancer in the attic, but there were several high-level zombies in the second batch of zombies, which were difficult to distinguish among the ordinary zombies.

Because the distance was not very long, after the first batch of zombies were chopped into human sticks and turned into squirming corpses, the second batch of zombies was almost approaching the defense line composed of these seven werewolves, but unexpectedly these seven orcs did not retreat.

Instead, he actually rushed into the zombie group again. Just when the necromancer wanted to laugh at the opponent's ignorance, a zombie suddenly fell

The proud face in Xia Rang's cloak froze instantly. They were one of the few high-level zombies. Their combat power was comparable to that of a third-level warrior. Their defense was extremely high, and their movements were much faster than ordinary zombies. However, this zombie could not even hold the opponent's breath.

Time was not blocked. In fact, this zombie was cut in half from the waist by the only tauren in the team with an iron rod!

The power of orcs is indeed different from that of humans. This was the necromancer's first thought when he saw this scene. After six breaths of time passed, the second wave of zombies was also annihilated. At this time, the speed of the werewolf captain had begun to slow down significantly.

, the Necromancer in the attic couldn't help but feel proud after seeing this dusk.

No matter how high the combat power is, it is only temporary. Although the orcs downstairs go berserk for a short time, the consumption is very large. These orcs are likely to end early. Thinking of the necromancer, he directly released the third batch.

Compared with the first two batches of zombies, the third batch is almost entirely composed of high-level zombies. It is simply impossible to solve them quickly.

Seeing the orcs rushing into the zombie group again, the necromancer couldn't help but sneered. He turned around and pulled the seat closer. The necromancer sat on the chair and watched everything happening under the attic. His colleagues were also there.

Secretly rejoicing, fortunately, I was well prepared. The number of summoned and infected zombies reached nearly two hundred, and the last one was composed of more than thirty high-level zombies. Even for a third-level Martial God, it is not easy to pass.

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"These orcs are all good. I want to keep them well. When I have accumulated enough magic power, I can turn their corpses into my most satisfying works. These seven... eh? One, two, three

...Strange, why is there a werewolf missing?" When the necromancer looked down again, he suddenly discovered that it seemed that just now, a werewolf had disappeared from sight.

"Did they be eaten by zombies?" The necromancer counted them again and found that there were still six, with one missing.

In doubt, the necromancer suddenly found that his body was being lifted up involuntarily. A sharp pain suddenly spread to his brain. After his mental power was severely disturbed, he immediately lost control of the zombies. Then the necromancer looked down.

Looking at the three sharp blades in front of his chest, he turned his head with some difficulty, only to find a huge wolf kiss appearing in his sight.

After the blade was pulled out, the necromancer couldn't help but sit on the seat he had prepared. Blood began to slowly flow down the black robe and onto the ground, a scarlet color.

"How did you find me? This is impossible!" The necromancer really couldn't think of the flaws in his own places, and how the other party found his location, and then came behind him silently and gave him

A fatal blow to himself?

"The necromancer summoned zombies, but you really went to kill them. It's not easy to find you. The captain just asked you to live a little longer. Do you really think you are smart? Fool!" The werewolf tore it apart with his wolf claws.

The Necromancer wore his robe and slowly wiped the blood on the wolf's claws.

Seeing the unwillingness on the Necromancer's face, the werewolf chuckled and said: "We have played with these bullshit during our primary training, let alone a dozen zombies, even hundreds of high-level zombies, we

You can move forward and retreat freely!" After saying that, the werewolf threw away the fragments of the robe in his hand and sat down opposite the necromancer.
Chapter completed!