Chapter 370

"Rotten corpse demon?"

Leaning against the rock wall, the black haired wizard peeped at the "figure" passing outside the cave, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and whispered.

The body is very tall and close to human beings, like a haggard and corrupt body like ice and snow. The head without "face" can shout almost like roaring. It has no vision but excellent hearing. It moves slowly, but its power is almost twice that of human beings.

And the armor and spear like ice crystal... Loren narrowed his eyes slightly. If a prince didn't joke about it, I'm afraid it's as hard as obsidian.

Perhaps because the entrance was blocked by snow, a dozen rotten corpse demons wandering outside the cave were not aware of the hidden black haired wizards. They communicated with each other with a harsh cry that was almost "roaring".

In the dark pupil reflection, these monsters almost like "zombies" move slowly, like "soldiers" arranged in neat formation, patrolling back and forth on the path outside the cave.

Just seeing this scene makes people feel cold at the bottom of their hearts!

"Creepy... This monster is not at the same level as ghouls and even ogres." Asriel lay down beside the black haired wizard and slightly raised the corners of his mouth:

"But... It's only a dozen, dear Loren. Shouldn't it be a problem for you?"

"Yes, it's really not a problem to have two or more monsters that move slowly and slowly." the black haired wizard gradually showed some cold expressions, which could not be more dignified:

"But what if there are thousands?"

"Thousands... Tens of thousands?" the boy blinked in confusion.

"His highness Brandon once told me that every time the North invades, these corpse demons like zombies are the real 'main force'. There is no marginal 'withered white wave', and half of the Legion can be swallowed up in a quarter of an hour!"

"The most important thing is that these rotten corpse demons are fundamentally different from other demons on the ice sheet north of duanjie mountain!"

"Fundamental difference?"

"Whether they are ice werewolves or Minotaurs... They are just monsters distorted by the influence of void forces. They are essentially no different from ghouls. At most, they are more strongly affected in the field of evil gods."

Loren slowly opened his mouth and said, "but these 'rotten corpse demons' are playthings fabricated by the evil gods who invaded the Dragon kingdom. They exist entirely by the power of emptiness. They are demons in the real sense!"

"The evil gods always hunt and kill, and the dead soldiers stand up and fight with their companions..." the young man blew the white golden hair tip on his forehead, with a trace of irony in his expression: "it's really unexpected and bold to directly operate the power of emptiness in the material world!"

"You should be surprised?" the black haired wizard glanced at the young man in surprise. "Isn't this' trick 'the routine used by you evil gods?"

"Absolutely not. The kind Asriel has no such incomprehensible evil taste!"

Asriel pouted and looked very unhappy: "please don't connect me with these tasteless and rustic guys. Even if you really want to destroy the world, you won't use this mindless monster to complete my masterpiece!"

"Don't evil spirits like you like to hide behind the scenes and command mindless minions to work for you?" the dark haired wizard continued to joke.

"It's too much to say. Although I can hear that you're just deliberately mocking Lauren, it really hurts Asriel." the boy stared at her wrongfully.

"Really? Sometimes I can't help wondering if I've been used by you!"

"Dear Lauren, we are the best and closest friends in the world. Friends definitely don't use each other!"

The next second, the wronged Asriel grinned with a sly smile:

"But friends can also owe each other."

"So you don't understand how they do it?"

"I don't understand at all!" Asriel's Scarlet pupils showed a little disgust: "maybe some fake lady who is so keen on blood sacrifice and corpse that she is almost sick has more say in it!"

Ignoring a boy who seemed to be greatly humiliated, the sighing black haired wizard leaned on the edge of the cave, continued to spy on the movements of the monsters, and tried not to make any sound that would attract them.

"Are you sure about the next plan?"

"The plan hasn't changed since the beginning - the goal is niederhogg, and the rest is secondary." Lauren, with a dignified face, never moved his eyes:

"But now it's more important to find out why these rotten corpse demons appear here!"

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"Calm down, don't act rashly!"

He pressed Isaac on the snow, lying on the edge of the cliff, peeped at the figure of the rotten corpse devil below, and forced to breathe calmly.

"I don't need you to tell me about this!" although he immediately retorted back, Isaac still lowered his voice: "besides, the rotten corpse demons have no eyes and only have hearing from head to foot. They are very sensitive - it's impossible to find us nearly ten meters above their heads!"

"It has nothing to do with this!" the grey pupil boy clenched his teeth and stared at Isaac: "don't you understand? The rotten corpse devil is not an existing monster, but summoned by those evil gods!"

"Their appearance is the best evidence of the impending invasion of Demons - Crown Prince Conrad did not guess wrong. The fortress of duanjieshan is really dangerous!"

This time Isaac's expression finally became a little more serious: "so... What are we going to do now?"

"Hide first and never be found - this is not a mindless monster like the Icefield werewolf. Once entangled, it is difficult to escape." Lucian yanked his throat and watched the monster's every move with vigilance:

"Rotten corpse demons usually act collectively, just like a legion - the lower one is probably just a team responsible for front-line investigation or patrol. If you expect it well, their 'main force' may be nearby!"

"So let's hide here first?"

"Basically, it's just like this. It's impossible for the two of us to do anything." Lucian nodded. "Besides, Lord Lauren hasn't caught up yet. Wait until he meets us before deciding on the next plan."

"But then again... It's at most half a day's journey from the cliff mountain. Nothing has happened for such a long time?"

"Don't worry about this - of all the people I know, Loren Turin doesn't need anyone to worry about him!" Isaac got up, shrugged his shoulders and touched his nose:

"Of course, some stupid alchemist likes to worry about himself and always thinks that others don't know; when it comes to Loren, he's restless. There's nothing like a wizard. Sometimes I doubt whether this guy should be a..."

"Pa!"

Before he finished, Lucian, lying in the snow, grabbed him and slammed him on the ground.

"What's the matter?!"

"Didn't you find it?" Lucian looked at him nervously, his pupils trembling slightly. "I just seem to hear a voice, but I can't remember what it is!"

The north wind roared, and the nervous two lay prone among the snow on the top of the peak, glancing around with their remaining light.

"Ka --!"

"I heard it too!" Isaac widened his eyes and frowned nervously: "it seems..."

"What is it?" the delicate face of the grey pupil boy was incomparably dignified.

"Ka --!"

Isaac, who suddenly thought of something, looked stiff and ugly: "it seems... It's the sound of ice cracking."

"Ka --!" the two people who heard the sound almost trembled all over at the same time and lowered their heads involuntarily.

"I guess I was wrong..."

"Boom --!!!"

The moment the voice fell, the whole peak collapsed with a loud explosion!