In the hinterland of the undead.

Layers of clouds in the sky block the sun's rays from shining on the land.

Even at noon when the sun was shining brightly, the entire hinterland of the undead seemed extremely dark.

The piercing cold wind blew past, making a sound like screaming and howling.

All kinds of plants around are nearly dry, and there are holes on the bare black branches, and even half of the bones can be seen in the middle of some tree trunks.

It's like bones and plants are intertwined.

Every time you pass a certain distance, you can see some ruins and many ruined and dilapidated villages.

These have become the strongholds of many undead.

They were all over the village, sitting and lying motionless against a wall.

It seems that they want to ambush something, but they are disturbed by other undead walking around the village from time to time.

A human-shaped skeleton held a rusty steel knife full of gaps, searching aimlessly on the ground.

His walking posture faltered, and every step seemed to be dragging.

The steel knife rubbed against the ground, making a harsh metallic sound.

At this moment.

A black and white flame flew from a distance in the shape of an arrow.

It was precisely inserted into the skull of this skeleton.

Just when the skeleton stood still and its body was about to check who was attacking him, black and white flames spread from the top of its head to its whole body.

Like a tarsal maggot, it burned blazingly along every inch of his bones.

Until the soul fire in his skull was soaked in the end.

The skeleton didn't struggle at all during the whole process, and it didn't seem to feel any damage from the black and white flames.

The dark green flames in the eye sockets turned into a pure white color, but the withered yellow skull burned with black flames.

The body under the skull was entwined and intertwined with black and white flames.

At this time, the skeleton seemed to be reborn.

He lifted up the rusty steel knife in his hand in a daze, and looked at the skull.

Then the black and white flames stained the steel knife along his hand.

At this time, the flames had a temperature, shaping the entire steel knife into a thick one-handed warhammer.

However, it can be seen that the craftsmanship of this skeleton is not very good.

The sound of horseshoes and chaotic footsteps came from a distance, and then they got closer and closer.

The skeleton carried the warhammer on its shoulder and walked in the direction of the sound.

After a few seconds, I saw it, and a group of figures appeared in my own shape.

The leader is a spirit body with a faint white light, a female centaur in heavy armor and heroic attire.

Wearing a phantom crown with a faint white light on his head.

Dozens of centaur heavy cavalry with the same outfit and body shape as her followed behind.

After that, there is a mighty army of undead, of course, most of them are ordinary skeletons with little strength and slow-moving walking corpses.

An undead knight riding a burning black and white flame horse came over.

He looked at the undead who was about to join their team with the same burning black and white flames in front of him.

Nodding in satisfaction.

Then took him back to the team.

Came in front of Claire and reported: "Report to the master, good luck, he is a very strong silver skull warrior."

After hearing the undead knight's report, Claire just nodded lightly, and then continued to move forward.

Just a silver skeleton warrior is nothing to be happy about.

The entire undead team was unusually silent, except for the quiet figure and the sound of bones when they collided.

The silent army of the dead.

Silently moving in one direction.

I don't know how long it has passed in this dark place.

A few small hoarse cries came from the air.

There was black mist all over his body, and a soul body like a tattered black robe flew over from the air.

These soul bodies quickly came to Claire's side.

They just arrived, and the broken souls in their bodies were crying and making disturbing noises.

"Master, the destination is just ahead."

"There are a lot of enemies out there."

"But there is also, delicious soul."

"They came in droves."

"Aimlessly."

"Attack, the enemy is ahead."

A few evil spirits are talking one sentence at a time, and they are coherent narrators who tell the information they have seen one sentence at a time.

Their tones were different, but equally harsh.

"Okay, shut your mouths."

As if annoyed by the voices of these evil spirits, Claire frowned slightly and reprimanded her.

Claire, who was able to see the white spirit body, had a bloody red light in her eyes at this moment.

Hearing Claire's order, these evil spirits closed their mouths in an instant, without making a single sound.

Even the soul fragments in their bodies are quiet at this moment.

Whether it's these evil spirits or the undead behind them, they all seem to be very afraid of Claire.

As if she was some kind of demon.

When Claire was listening to the information of these evil spirits, she still didn't stop her footsteps. They were still walking towards their destination in silence, and not long after that, they saw a small forest on the border, a wide and short road Entrance, through the forest.

This small forest is just a natural line of defense.

It is still possible to see the buildings inside through the oblique gaps from the periphery of the forest.

Various stone towers and gray stone palaces.

Bone-like remains and bones are everywhere.

At the edge of the forest, Claire stopped, and then raised her right hand.

The troops behind them also stopped.

Then they followed Claire and waited silently.

Even those intelligent undead didn't ask Claire what they were waiting for here.

Because in this undead army, what Claire says is what she says, and no one can offend her authority.

The other undead just need to wait in silence.

"Drip" "Drip"

The crisp beeping sound is so harsh in a quiet environment.

Claire picked up the bb machine from her waist and looked at the message from Kane on it.

"Go, let's rush in!"

After speaking, he speeded up for a moment, and a long lance appeared in his hand.

The undead behind followed Claire's footsteps and rushed towards the forest.

After they passed through the dark woods, they saw a vast field filled with all kinds of grotesque skeletons and undead, walking aimlessly.

You can see the temptation not far away and the bone guards around various stone buildings.

Faced with such a situation, Claire didn't wait, and directly raised her lance and roared.

"charge!"

Following the order to attack, a burst of blood-red breath spread to all the surrounding undead.

You can see this trace of scarlet breath staining the souls in the skulls of these undead.

All the undead charged silently, hacking and killing all the undead on the path without hesitation.

At this time, the enemy's undead looked extremely dull, unless they were attacked, they had no intention of resisting at all.

The lance in Claire's hand turned into a huge battle axe, and rushed towards the place where the enemy's undead were the most.

By the way, he rushed into an ax and chopped it into the soil.

Surging energy poured into the ground along the axe.

In a large fan-shaped area in front, the ground cracked, and black and white flames spewed out from the cracks.

Like a scene of a volcanic eruption, these flames splashed around like magma ejected from the cracks in the ground.

All the enemy's undead stained with black and white flames fell under Claire's control in an instant.

And they have grown in strength.

Started to attack the surrounding friendly forces.

Claire could feel it.

It is so easy to control these undead with his own black and white flames.

As if there is no obstacle at all, everything is so smooth.

A gold-level skeleton general raised the huge bone sword in his hand and slashed at Claire.

Facing the sudden sneak attack from the side, Claire waved her hand casually, and the pillar of black and white flames condensed directly repelled it violently.

It directly hit the stone house next to it.

Claire walked over slowly, raised her battle ax and slashed hard.

Cut off the bone giant sword cut from the smoke and dust directly.

Then he reversed the blade and swung to the side.

The golden skull's arm and a small half of its body were directly smashed into pieces.

Both belong to the gold level, but this skeleton looks so powerless in front of Claire.

The skeleton looked at Claire in front of him, the soul fire in the skull flickered wildly, and said loudly.

"This is the site of the skeleton maker, do you want to make him an enemy?"

Hearing what the golden skeleton said, Claire put the battle ax in her hand aside.

Looking at this behavior, it is obvious that the soul fire in the skull's skull has calmed down slightly.

However, Claire stretched out her left hand at this time.

The skull of the golden skull was pulled directly from the neck and flew down.

Then Claire held it tightly in her hand.

Looking at the skull in his hand, Claire's spiritual body could see a trace of mockery.

"Bonemaker? Your master? Can you still feel him?"

Hearing this, the soul fire of the golden skull swayed frantically.

Even he had only just felt his master's disappearance, but the undead knight in front of him was already ready to raid their territory.

Is it possible...

After waiting for a few seconds, instead of waiting for the words of the skull, he pressed his palms hard.

The skull was crushed directly in Claire's hands.

The breath of the soul floated out of it, and then turned into nothingness.

"The bone maker is dead, surrender to the evil spirit of war, or die again!"

The voices of various intelligent undead came from around.

They are asking those undead around to surrender, not to make unnecessary resistance.

These intelligent undead belonged to Claire's command, and the biggest feature was the black and white flames burning on their bodies.

These words are naturally spoken to those undead with wisdom. Undead without wisdom have no idea of ​​fighting after the death of the lich.

If you don't intentionally hurt him, this kind of undead who has no owner will not act against the same undead.

Those undead with wisdom have also noticed the death of the lich.

Many have also seen how the strongest gold-ranked skeleton among them was easily crushed by this evil spirit of war.

The evil spirit of war is naturally talking about Claire.

Her character here is crazy about wanting to start a war and want to fight.

Unusual desire for battle and large-scale warfare.

That's why I call myself the War Spirit.

And Claire did exactly that, constantly attacking various undead forces.

Relying on the power of the black and white flames, it directly infects all kinds of undead without owners.

Either at war or on the way to war.

This also makes many undead with wisdom, those who worship the strong, advocate fighting, and desire to fight.

They joined Claire's team one after another.

Especially this time, they directly occupied the skeleton maker's territory and turned all the undead on their territory into extremely powerful creatures.

After Claire has absorbed all the undead on this site, she will start a multi-threaded and large-scale attack on all the surrounding forces.

It is to do something to disrupt the undead forces in the entire hinterland.

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