"Damn, this is to let us die at all!"

After the meeting in the rain City, Torre conveyed rod's order to the Necromancers under him, and the voice of discontent broke out from them.

"It's an order. If you disobey it, you will die." Torre comforts the Necromancers around him, remembering what happened before. Up to now, he still has a lingering fear. "Not long ago, the commander of the other team, oghan, had become an undead because he questioned the order."

"We are united to survive the hunt of the Devourer of the dead, to avoid Eli's ambush again and again, in order to survive better, not to die at this time!" A necromancer asked in a loud voice.

Facing the loud voice of doubt around, Torre took a deep breath: "quiet! If you have any questions, go and talk to Lord rod. I'll warn you that he won't be so easy to talk to. "

Listen to Torre so say, the query voice around suddenly small a section, no one dare to find him in the mouth of the terrorist existence.

The Necromancer's eyes twinkled one by one, and there seemed to be something else in his mind.

"I advise you to give up the idea of running for your life." Torre sighed slowly, warning: "this time, the immortal Lich will join us in the battlefield, and it is the terrible man who supervises the battle in the rear."

"The punishment for deserters is very severe. If you don't want to be put on sticks and suffer from heartburn, I advise you not to think so."

Hearing Torre's words in their ears, the Necromancers kept silent and looked frightened. They just didn't know how long they could keep these words in their hearts.

"When shall we attack?" After calming down, a necromancer asked him what he was most concerned about.

"See the chariot behind?" Torre raises his hand and points to the center of the line.

In the light of the fire, along the direction he pointed out, others also noticed the "chariot" in the team.

Two armored chariots of the dead are pulling a special style carriage. The surface of the carriage is paved with flat stone slabs, on which a prone lion is carved. It looks lifelike with golden hair and strong body.

The most remarkable thing is the face of the lion sculpture, where there is not an ordinary lion's head, but a pale human skull.

Black ominous fog, from its open jawbone constantly overflow, obscured the original light around, until the whole sky.

"When the darkness completely envelops the enemy, it's time for us to attack. You're lucky to have a break. " Torre said slowly.

The dark sky, which belongs to the necromancer alone, gives the Necromancers a suitable fighting environment. Under the shadow of darkness, they can play a stronger role.

After telling the surrounding necromancers about the battle, Torre returns to his temporary residence in the city of rain.

After arriving in the deepest narrow room and confirming that there was no one else to follow, Torre took a deep breath and took out a crystal ball from the space ring as if he had made some kind of decision.

With Torre's spirit injected into it, the surface of the crystal ball emits a bright glow, and a dense cloud rises inside. Soon, a fuzzy figure appears on the surface of the crystal ball.

"What happened? I've told you that if it's not important information, try to contact me as little as possible, and you can easily be found. "

"Lord Jennie, I've got some important information." Looking at the figure on the surface of the crystal ball, Torre said respectfully.

"The patrol has reported the situation to me. Many powerful undead creatures are gathering in the rain city. Soon, they will attack the quiet city. If you want to say that, I will be very disappointed." The figure said slowly.

"It's not just that, Lord Jennie." Torre said hastily, "the team attacking the quiet city is just a lure to attract attention. The real purpose of the Necromancers is the creatures living in the forest of turalion."

Torre shook his hands involuntarily, and his words became urgent: "rod is going to attack the creatures himself. Once around the holy land, that large number of ordinary creatures have become corpses, the consequences will be unimaginable

With that, the scene fell into silence, and the figure on the other side of the crystal ball also fell into silence, as if digesting the meaning of these words.

After a long time, the cold words came out from the crystal ball: "can you guarantee the accuracy of your information? You know, this may disperse the power of the forest guardians, and the consequences will be unimaginable if the information is wrong. "

Torre raised his hand and put it in front of him: "as your former apprentice, I swear by my soul that all this is true."

Just then, outside the room, a deep sound of footsteps reached Torre.

Surprised, Torre quickly whispered to the crystal ball in front of him: "it seems that someone is coming, Lord Jennie. I'll finish the ceremony first. If something happens, even if I'm on the battlefield and my identity is exposed, I'll send you the message. "

"OK, be careful yourself..." before the sound completely fell, the light on the crystal ball slowly went out, and Torre quickly put it into the space ring.

Perceiving, the sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer, and has passed the gate to the residence, but Torre can't see anyone.

Curiously, the corpse wizard that Torre had arranged to guard didn't respond to the sound of the footsteps.

"Who's there? I'm one of the commanders of the necromancer. You'd better show yourself There was a little panic in his heart, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

In a panic, Torre controls the witches around him. It seems that only in this way can he feel at ease.

"Pop, pop."

Suddenly, a burst of applause came to Torre, and with this applause came a simultaneous interpreting of death energy.

"It's impossible..." Torre's eyes narrowed, but he saw a figure in the dark, which made him feel deeply afraid

The figure of rod.

Torre seems to be aware of something. He immediately takes out the crystal ball and tries to guide the ceremony again, passing the news to Jennie opposite the crystal ball.

However, faster than him, it was a violent lightning.

The lightning smashes the crystal ball in Torre's hand, and the fragments are accompanied by a strong impact, which makes his hands bloody. But at this time, Torre can no longer feel the pain, and his heart has been deeply occupied by fear.

"Now, we can talk about how you should be punished." Coming to Torre, rod said slowly.