My cemetery is connected to the game world.

Chapter 400 Attack
The villa where the main force of the Deep Hell was stationed was built on the hillside of a small mountain. There was no obstruction in the wilderness below the mountain, and the view from the high ground was very wide. In addition, there was a lighthouse on the top of the mountain that sent signals to the airships. There was a large magic observation device inside. It could be said that as long as the people in the villa were alert enough, it would be difficult for the attackers to get close without being noticed.

But the prison at this time is no longer the same as it used to be. The panic among the people caused many members to choose to betray.

Therefore, when the army that was besieging the Deep Prison approached under the cover of night, most of the sentries at the villa were insiders who had handed in their "letters of surrender", and all the guards on the lighthouse were subdued. All the "eyes" turned a blind eye to the enemy who was approaching so blatantly.

As the morning sun illuminated the villa on the hillside, a shell whistled over the courtyard wall and smashed into the swimming pool. With an explosion that shook the mountain, a water column more than ten meters high rose in the swimming pool, and the shell mixed with water spray swept around.

An alarm immediately sounded in the villa, the automatic defense system was activated, and the spherical platform on the top of the main building opened, revealing the defense shield launcher inside.

Blue magic energy was generated at the bottom of the transmitter, and then charged upward layer by layer. This was the most advanced building defense shield generator, and it only took thirty seconds from startup to opening the shield. However, when the launch tower at the top of the defense shield generator produced a highlight and was about to deploy the shield, dense shells suddenly attacked, landing on the defense facilities in various parts of the villa with extreme precision. The defense shield generator was hit by as many as ten shells, accompanied by violent explosions and magic energy turbulence, and the expensive building defense shield generator was blown to pieces.

After the first round of bombing, most of the defense equipment in the villa was destroyed.

Soon the second round of bombing came, this time the targets were personnel rooms and corpse storage rooms, and most of the shells were high-explosive and incendiary bombs.

At this time, the sleeping corpse-stitcher had just been awakened by the sudden bombing. Before his mind was fully clear, the precise shells blew up the wall. The violent shock wave raged in the narrow room, and those who did not use magic protection in time had their internal organs shattered on the spot.

The fire spread throughout the villa, and wave after wave of shells fell overhead.

The corpse stitchers were dazed by the explosion, some ran around in panic, some curled up in a corner and cast all defensive spells on themselves. There were also calm corpse stitchers who went to open the corpse puppet storage room, but what they released were all corpse puppets burning with flames.

There were explosions everywhere and there was no safe place.

The bombing lasted twenty minutes.

The surviving corpse stitchers came out of their hiding places at the call of their leaders, ready to resist the attack. However, they did not see the incoming enemies when they gathered together, but waited for another round of bombing.

This bombing not only involved artillery shells, but also large-scale attack magic. Moreover, the landing points of these attack magic were extremely precise, hitting wherever there were many people, causing a large number of casualties to the corpse stitchers in a short period of time.

Someone is providing magic guidance and positioning for the enemy!

The corpse-stitchers who were being chased and bombed knew that there was a traitor on their side who was using magic to locate the enemy, but they were so dizzy from the explosion that they had no way of telling which of their companions was the traitor.

The second round of short bombing ended within five minutes, and then a large number of Centaurs and light war machines and watchmen riding armored bears rushed in from outside the broken wall. In the air, a group of mechanical modified people flew in with high-pressure steam. They blocked the airspace above the villa area and guided the position of the corpse sewing people for the ground attack units.

The mummies and grave keepers that followed provided magical support to the war machines and watchers.

The two sides, who had magical protection, engaged in close combat, and the fighting spread to every corner of the villa area.

With the crushing of absolute strength, the stubbornly resisting corpse-stitchers and undead were divided, besieged and eliminated, and the battle went more smoothly than expected.

Until a dragon roar sounded from the depths of the villa, followed by black smoke coming out from under the villa. In a short time, the entire villa area was covered by fog, and even the sunlight could hardly shine in.

Countless twisted black shadows swayed within the mist, with vine-like withered arms attacking the attackers. A large number of armored skeletons emerged from the cracked ground, and giant ghosts brandished black knives and howled in death.

The ruined villa turned into a ghostland, and all kinds of undead followed the summons. The attacker's sharp attack was suppressed, and the undead were all around him.

Just when the attackers were in danger, a group of undead came from nowhere and filled into the villa area like a tide. The undead that appeared later did not attack the attackers, but faced the undead summoned from the fog, and the two groups of undead began to fight.

The dragon roar came again from the center of the villa, this time with extreme anger.

"Heroth Claulund, is that you?" The mist in the sky gathered into the shape of a skull head, with two burning green flames in its eye sockets. It searched the battlefield of the undead below, trying to find the figure of Heroth.

At this time, a dark cloud gathered in the sky, and the temperature in the entire area dropped suddenly. Snow fell lightly and soon turned into fine hail.

The cold demon Keshia and Melissa in cold demon form appeared in the air.

The ice crystal wings on Keshia's back vibrated at high speed, allowing her to hover steadily in the air. Melissa rode on a gargoyle in the form of a griffin. They held ice spears in their hands, and their emotionless crystal eyes stared at the bone dragon head formed by smoke. The biting cold wind blew, as if winter had come early.

Outside the battlefield, Helot took out the "Old Code": "The rest period is over, it's time to work! The opponent is very strong. If you don't want to lose, vent your indigestible energy on that despicable thief!"

The "Old Code" felt the power of the Bone King pressing down like a mountain, and the pressure from the powerful enemy forced it to open its pages.

The energy shot up into the sky like a volcanic eruption, turning into a powerful dragon spin, gathering energy at the highest point to form a larger bone dragon head, watching the changes of the Bone King's dragon head like a child.

Helot, dressed in silver armor, stood on the head of the bone dragon, with a fiery red fox tail ribbon wrapped around his silver wings and flying.

The "Old Codex" was held in his hand, with the perfect battle blade hovering beside him. On one side was Frank in the form of the Grim Reaper, and on the other side was Filoro.

"Bone King, don't you want to kill me? I'm right here!"

The mist below the head of the bone dragon dispersed, revealing a bone dragon in the middle, its bones were thick and strong, and it was extremely majestic. The pressure of the ultimate undead spread, and a wailing sound resounded between heaven and earth, which made people think of sad things and their spirits became depressed.

This kind of large-scale spiritual influence made even the residents of Covenant City feel gloomy.

The bone dragon flew in front of Helot, and the huge "V" on its forehead was extremely eye-catching.

It stared at Helot and couldn't help but sigh: "If you were born a few decades earlier, nothing would have happened today. I understand Gumu. You are very strong, so strong that it seems to me that I am seeing a young hermit."

"Yes!" Helot also felt very sorry: "You have waited for hundreds of years, why can't you wait for a few more decades?"

The Bone King smiled and said, "This must be fate. I need to fight the Hermit to bid him a final farewell; you also need this battle to announce the return of the Claulund family to all the undead."

Helot agreed: "Yes, you and I both need this battle."

"Then let's get started!"

"start!"

Helot raised his hand and shot the perfect battle blade at the bone dragon, followed by a series of large fireballs and then dense bone spears.

Keshia, Melissa, and Frank attacked at the same time, and Filoro began to mutter and release curses.

The Bone King's dragon wings flashed, causing a large-scale whirlwind of death, and more than a dozen flying winged bone demons were summoned.

Huffman joins the aerial battlefield with his mechanical cyborgs.

(End of this chapter)