"No need to wait, kill them first to avoid exposure."
Fang Jie gave the order, and the skeleton warriors around him rushed out one after another. The orcs noticed that the enemy was approaching, so they shouted and wanted to resist. They had never seen the undead before.
Many orcs looked surprised, not knowing what this was.
Maybe their ancestors have seen it, but the undead of their generation have long been a legend.
The battle was about to break out. An orc in the middle inserted the totem in his hand into the ground. In an instant, the strength of all the orcs was improved. But in the face of these powerful beings, they were still no match.
As soon as the Wolf Cavalry charged, they found themselves surrounded.
Yes, this place belongs to the sphere of influence of the werewolves, and the most powerful unit is the wolf cavalry. However, under the crushing force of 1,600 bronze-level warriors, they were all killed in a few minutes.
"It's all underground. These rats are naturally powerful at burrowing."
Fang Jie saw some ratmen leading werewolves into the cave. The skeleton warriors pursued them in and began to kill them.
Fortunately, werewolves are tall, so these caves are larger. Otherwise, my skeleton warrior would not be able to enter them. After all, the skeleton warrior is not small in terms of stature.
After a while, all the orcs were eliminated and the corpses were piled in front of Fang Jie.
"Okay, let's start here. These are all plains. It's not easy to hide. It would be bad if someone discovered us."
Fang Jie waved his hand and asked the skeletons to start digging around. After all, this area used to be a killing field. However, Fang Jie soon discovered that developing this place was much easier than he thought.
Those people the orcs killed back then were not buried underground at all.
The corpses were just thrown away so casually, but now they don't even know it. So the skeletons found a large number of broken bones from the surroundings, not even a single complete one.
It has been shattered to this extent, and I don’t know how many years have passed. It’s a shame these orcs can still camp and live here.
"The remaining souls are only memory fragments, which are of no use at all."
Fang Jie tested the innocent souls around him, but there were only some memory fragments, which were of no use at all.
"If it were a simple level, maybe these remaining innocent souls could become soldiers by themselves as long as they were stimulated. Unfortunately, in scenes that are too difficult, these boosts will disappear."
Fang Jie had already made preparations and had no intention of using these things as help.
If it is so easy to pass through the world scene, is it still called a disaster level? No matter who you are, as long as you find a way, you can pass the difficult exploration.
That's obviously impossible. This is the real world, not a game for people to play.
Seeing a large number of bones piled up, Fang Jie took out the scroll and learned the skill of Wind Bone Grass. Then Fang Jie started to use the skill on the bones in front of him.
A large amount of magic power gathered, and the rich power of death condensed into a black aura visible to the naked eye.
Black power condensed on the bones in front of him, and those bones began to melt quickly, along with the flesh and blood. Finally, small things the size of fingers appeared.
It looks like a weird hollow sculpture, but if you look closely, it looks like grass curled up into a ball. Fang Jie can feel that there is a connection between himself and this thing.
Just because the thinking of these wind bone grasses is too weak, Fang Jie can only roughly control them, or not control them at all.
The Wind Bone Grass can only control its movement trajectory so as not to touch Fang Jie, or touch him without hurting him.
If it touches other creatures, the sharp surface of the Wind Bone Grass can easily leave a mark on the creature. The special power on the mark will slowly spread and turn into a crack.
The blood will continue to flow out, and it is difficult to heal. This is the wind bone grass.
Even though this Wind Bone Grass doesn't look very big now, in fact, it can grow automatically just like a plant. As long as you let it out, it will grow up in just a few hours, and it can grow to be larger than the size in a few days.
Everyone is big.
However, it is very light and can run around with just a breeze.
"You're lucky to be able to use it with the ability to revive the undead." Fang Jie breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't expect that the Wind Bone Grass he created actually had a duration. It could only last for a week at most. But with the modification of his ability to revive the undead, the duration would become infinite.
Unless it is destroyed, it can continue to exist.
In the main world, if this thing is released, it will definitely attract the attention of those powerful people. There are also various military units and legions. They are not afraid that they will bring trouble to themselves.
But in this world, Fang Jie believes that no one will have the chance to deal with him.
As long as the Wind Bone Grass reaches a large scale, no matter how many orcs there are, they will have no choice but to be slaughtered by themselves.
"Very good, let's start from here." Fang Jie released the Wind Bone Grass and waited for time to recover the magic power. When the recovery was almost complete, he tried again.
Next, Fang Jie took out a book. This was not a prop, but some knowledge records about necromancy.
While Fang Jie was studying, he would release the Wind Bone Grass spell from time to time.
When he was hungry, he ate at this place. He brought so much food and water that the career space was almost full. Fang Jie had been preparing these since he got the job transfer scroll.
Now they are all put to use. With so many skeleton warriors protecting him, Fang Jie only needs to do his own thing.
The bones and the power of death here are enough for Fang Jie to summon here for a long time.
Fang Jie summoned here, but the orcs encountered some trouble. On this day, a little wild boar man saw a white ball the size of a fist rolling over on the ground.
The wild boar man was curious, so he moved closer to see what it was.
But the ball was very flexible and flew past him. The wild boar could only continue to chase it.
But what he didn't notice was that blood marks gradually appeared on his arm where he was rubbed, and blood began to flow. But because it didn't hurt at all, the little wild boar didn't feel it at all.
I ran until I felt dizzy, and the little wild boar fell to the ground.
By the time he was discovered, the little wild boar had lost too much blood and could not be saved. On this day, there were not just one or two wild boar in the tribe who suffered inexplicable injuries. This situation continued to increase as time went by, especially