Chapter 455 I want to ride, I want to be beautiful and run by myself
Tuge never thought that one day he would be able to truly control Drogo City, because the city's defense was in the hands of the undead guards. With them, he would always be a steward-type city lord.
However, all this changed more than two months ago. The undead guards suddenly went on strike. Tuge went to find the Gravekeeper Lord, only to find that he was missing.
Without the immortal guards, Drogo City ran inertly for a few days, and some illegal behaviors inevitably occurred. When the criminals found that no one was punishing them for their illegal crimes, they couldn't help but become more and more courageous.
Tuge sent guards from the City Lord's Mansion to maintain law and order. But to be honest, his guards usually act as guards of honor and show off, but they are far behind compared to desperadoes.
A month and a half ago, more than a dozen guards rounded up a mercenary who molested a maid in a tavern and refused to pay her. The other party killed six people and escaped from the roundup. Tuge was completely disgraced. From that day on, many chambers of commerce and guilds began not to act well. Ignore him.
Until more than a month ago, the envoy of the Council of the Dead suddenly sent the Immortal Scepter, and chose to give it to Tuge, who had the most prestige at the time, so that he could summon the immortal guards in the cemetery.
Overnight, Tuge's power was consolidated. Not only could he summon a flood of undead guards, but he also gained followers from many strong men. These followers would become his team and help him completely control the city.
However, to support these followers, it is not possible to rely on the previous taxes. More industries and more slaves are needed.
Slaves are the lowest-cost labor force. They only need to feed themselves and not starve to death. The wives and daughters of slaves can be sold, and the sons of slaves can still be slaves when they are raised, and they can make huge profits.
Isn't this good? Tens of thousands of disaster victims have come outside the city, which is the best source of slaves. If they starve for a few days, a piece of bread can make them sign a contract of sale and obediently become his property.
However, before he could take action, a group of people from the Temple of the Immortal came outside the city and began to help the victims and arrange them in separate groups. All of a sudden, less than half of the victims outside the city disappeared.
Tuge was confused at first. People from the Temple of the Immortal came to provide relief? Is there anyone in this temple?
There was some doubt, but he didn't dare to be sure easily. What if there were really people from the Temple of the Immortal?
It took Tuge most of the day to find out a piece of news through his own connections. The Temple of the Immortal on the Plain of Rest collapsed ten years ago.
The Temple of the Immortal has collapsed. Where did these people come from? They must be fake.
Tuge immediately summoned the immortal guards of the cemetery, led his followers, and quietly surrounded the place, preparing to catch them all and not let go of any blasphemer.
Yes, he has already made excuses to label these people as blasphemers and try to capture them alive. In this way, even if these people are really from the Temple of the Immortal, then he can say that this is just a 'misunderstanding'.
However, his actions were still noticed by Lebinia, who took the risk and came over to warn him, but Ange and others had strange looks on their faces.
Ange even showed a helpless expression. If he does it again, it will be four times.
Seeing him like this, Anthony quickly said: "My lord, you must not take action, restrain it, restrain it, don't frighten the scepter."
Ange tilted his head.
Anthony hurriedly explained in a low voice: "This is a good occasion to show your strength. It would be too wasteful for you to just move and do it. We have to show our strength well and scare some people, whether they are enemies or allies."
As Anthony spoke, he glanced in the direction of Lebinia. Obviously, this was also a target that needed to be intimidated.
Ange nodded, then tilted his head.
Anthony said quickly: "Let's do this first, then do that, and then do this again. By the way, there is something in the undead system that is particularly cool and can scare people. Then scare them."
Ange and Negris looked at each other, and Duroken held his chin and said: "Scale of the Undead? Tide of the Undead? Storm of Souls? Howl of Desperation? Banshee's Sky Song? Plague of Corruption?..."
Duroken was still counting one by one, but Anthony was already waving his hands: "Stop, stop, stop, you are too scary. Do you want to scare people or kill people?"
Nigris said: "If you want to say it's particularly cool, the Death Breath Mist, plus the Bone Abyss, with pale hand bones piercing the ground and extending to everything you can see, should be pretty cool.
Ange, can you use it?"
"Death Breath Mist, yes, Bone Abyss, no." Ange said.
Nigris immediately noticed that Ange said 'can' and 'can't', not 'will' and 'won't'.
"You mean, the Death Breath Mist can be released, but the Bone Abyss cannot be released? The level is too high?" Negris guessed.
Ange nodded. Death Breath Mist is a magic that mobilizes the aura of death on a large scale. It does not emphasize level, but emphasizes the control of the aura of immortality. This is what Ange is good at.
On the contrary, Bone Abyss is an eighth-level undead magic, and the magic power he can mobilize is not enough to cast it.
As soon as Nigris translated, everyone understood. Duroken raised his hat with a smile and said, "Then let me do a magic trick."
Anthony added: "There should be a verbal exchange later. Don't worry. Well, let the little zombie take the first step, okay? Can you do it, little zombie?"
"Ouch!" The little zombie patted his chest muscles.
Anthony didn't understand what it meant, but he could hear the eagerness in the voice, and he immediately said: "Well, you take action first, and then I, your lord, and Lord Duroken will decide what to do."
"Ouch!" The little angel raised his hand vigorously.
Anthony panicked: "You can't take action, your signs of taking action are too obvious."
The little angel was not convinced and pointed his finger at him: "Ouch!"
Anthony blinked quickly, and he guessed what the little angel meant, and said quickly: "Have you forgotten who I am? The Black Warrior Emperor."
The little angel pouted his cheeks angrily, but did not 'ouch' again.
Does this count as coaxing her? Anthony breathed a sigh of relief. If he couldn't coax her, he would rush out and use the Shining Light technique and pretend to be the Temple of the Immortal Ghost. He could only pretend to be the Church of Light.
Seeing everyone muttering strangely but no one paying attention to her, Lebinia became angry, stamped her feet, turned around and left, ignoring you all.
"Lord Lebinia, please stay. You need to be a witness to the following things." Anthony shouted quickly.
"Witnessing the undead, I risk my life to tell you that Tuge will hate me too." Lebinia said.
"Haha, then go to the city wall and be a witness. See the majesty of the Temple of the Immortal. Not just any cat or dog can offend it." Anthony said lightly.
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Rabinia turned back in shock and asked in disbelief: "Are you really from the Temple of the Immortal?"
Anthony shrugged and said calmly: "Of course, we don't need to deceive you, and you see, this is not a very intimidating name. Even a small city lord dares to offend us. It seems that we have not lowered our name for too long.
Miracle, the world has forgotten us."
Lebinia's expression became serious. She thought that Tuge must have received some news if he dared to take action.
Tuge has recently gained a lot of followers, and they are like a sieve. Count Lebinia inquired casually and found out that the Temple of the Undead collapsed ten years ago. This should be the reason why Tuge dared to take action.
But looking at it now, why are people like An Ge more confident than Tuge? Are they really from the Temple of the Immortal?
If these were really people from the Temple of the Immortal, thinking of words like 'miracle', 'offense', 'deterrence' and 'forgetfulness' in Anthony's words, Lebinia suddenly had an ominous premonition.
She quickly quickened her pace and rushed to the city wall. There was already a hanging basket put down by her loyal men on the wall. Lebinia used the hanging basket to ascend to the city wall. When she was halfway up, she saw the darkness surrounding her from three sides.
tide.
Ange and others, together with the victims, have been surrounded by countless undead creatures.
Under the protection of a group of followers, Tuge separated the victims and came to Ange and others. When he saw the costumes of Ange and others, he felt more at ease.
"Look at it, you see, a stunted yellow dragon, a warlock, a few humans, and a little girl dare to pretend to be the Temple of the Undead? Do you know this is blasphemy? Guys who don't know life or death, come here and kill them
Catch him for me."
There is not a single undead, not a single lich, not a single necromancer, yet you dare to pretend to be the Temple of the Undead? Do you think everyone is a fool?
Seeing the enemies surrounding him, Anthony suddenly fell into a trance and suddenly remembered some long-ago events. He slapped his chest hard and said, "Come out, old friend, we may be able to fight side by side again."
A cloud of black mist emerged from his body, condensing into a horse's head, and then, a majestic undead war horse leaped out of the air.
And the black mist wrapped around him, and the armor transformed into a set of mighty battle armor. In the blink of an eye, an undead knight filled with deathly energy appeared in front of everyone.
Tuge's followers couldn't help but slow down. Didn't they say that there are no undead lich mages? Do undead knights count?
Anthony smiled faintly and was about to get on his horse, but as soon as he took a step, the black horse took a big step and moved sideways, and he suddenly jumped into the air in embarrassment.
"Uh, Dark Horse, stop playing and stand still." Anthony was a little embarrassed and looked around with a sneer, then held the Dark Horse's neck and took another step.
The dark horse moved sideways again, and then cursed: "Ride, ride, ride, you want to ride me when you ask me to come out. If you want to be beautiful, run by yourself."
"Ouch, don't be ridiculous. Stand still and save some face. I'm angry. Many people are watching. Do you want to make me angry to death?" Anthony chased the black horse in embarrassment and tried to ride on it, but the black horse nimbly dodged and hit him in the middle.
Get up and turn around.
Tuge and the others, who slowed down their steps, couldn't help laughing and rushed forward again.
Black smoke surged from the little zombie's body, and the armor quickly transformed into soul armor.
The enemy couldn't help but slow down again. Another one who knew the soul armor?
The little zombie didn't hesitate. It also remembered Anthony's plan and made it the first to take action, so it pushed forward with both hands - Death Breath Shock Wave.
A black pillar engulfed Tuge and the followers in front of him.
After the beam of light passed, Tuge and the two followers disappeared, completely annihilated by the breath of death.
Anthony and Nigris are in unison, covering their faces together, asking you to be the first to make a move. If they don't ask you to make a move like this, they can wipe out the enemy's boss in one go. How can this be fun?
"Ouch!" The little zombie didn't care about this. The little angel has always been like this. It just followed the same example. After using its ultimate move, it roared and charged, fiercely crashing into the frightened person.
among those followers.
There was a sound of broken bones and tendons, and three or four swordsmen who could not dodge were knocked into the sky by him.
After plowing through the enemy's team, the little zombie stopped, turned around, and started running again. Its feet stepped on the ground, making a rumbling sound, just like a giant running.
"Huh?" Nigris was surprised: "Earth Charge? When did it learn to earth charge?"
Duroken was also shocked: "Earth charge of the earth element? How is it possible? It doesn't know magic? How is it possible to combine the earth element with the earth charge?"
Nigris suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Ange in shock: "Did you teach it?"
Ange shook his head, but stretched out his hands and made a digging motion.
"Pfft - you mean, it dug too much and realized it on its own like you?" Nigris spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Ange watered too much and mastered the art of rain. He loosened the soil more and mastered the art of loosening the soil. How come the little zombie dug too much and couldn't master the charge of the earth?
In the past few years, the little zombies have definitely dug more soil than Ange did in a thousand years.
Nigris took several deep breaths before accepting such a ridiculous thing. Anyway, no matter how ridiculous things happened around Ange.
"What should we do now? Do we still need to activate the next one? The little zombies have been defeated by themselves." Nigris asked.
Under the repeated collisions of the little zombies, the enemies were defeated and could not maintain their formation at all. They would only scramble to dodge. If this continues, the little zombies would be able to clear out these enemies on their own.
Anthony said helplessly: "Let's start it. If we don't shock the enemy, we might as well shock our allies. Look at the city wall, there are a lot of people watching the show. Those are our potential allies."
After Anthony finished speaking, he glared at the black horse bitterly, then stepped forward and rushed forward.
Ange's thoughts spread, black air surged on the ground, and a large amount of death breath was released, spreading on the surface.
Duroken waved the golden stick and for the first time rarely recited the incantation: "The abyss covered with bones, the waving hand bones are a farewell to the living and a welcome to the undead..."
Pale hand bones pierced through the ground, like grass emerging from the ground, like tombstones towering over the earth.
The fog started to rise, and the dispersed aura of death turned into mist and surged up, quickly covering the city and rushing towards Drogo City.
During the surge, people on the city wall could clearly see that the mist seemed to be changing a face, watching everyone silently.
Lebinia's whole body was stiff and she didn't dare to move until the fog covered the city.