Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"Groove! This grievance boss actually wants to fire me?

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Just as he was about to say something, Liu Ying had already hung up the call.

Wang Ye looked at the mobile phone with a smile, "This grumbling boss, hey..." Looking

at the slow progress of the task on the panel, Wang Ye ignored the consequences that might trigger an undead riot, and directly gave all the undead creatures a mandatory spiritual order to attack with all their might.

The undead creatures who were slowly hunting prey in the small building, wantonly collecting fears, and not contributing to the work, after receiving this spiritual instruction from Wang Ye, some immediately accelerated their speed without saying a word, but there were also some higher-level undead creatures who chose to ignore them. Still go your own way.

Among them, the spirit undead who are spiritually strong and temporarily summoned are the most obvious.

Wang Ye sensed the different reactions of the undead covenants in his mind, and was not surprised.

He was also not polite, squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power, and directly separated the two floors and towards a certain place on the fourth floor, casting a blow [Nether Grip].

The hideous ghost claw only consumed part of its power, and it easily penetrated the two floors and quickly slammed into the three strangely shaped and powerful spirit body undead.

"Hum..."

Two successive soul-level explosions, centered on the three spirit body undead, quickly spread around.

Under the terrified gazes of other undead creatures, the figures of the three spirit undead at the center of the explosion distorted, shattered, dissipated, and finally disappeared into invisibility.

"Obey, or die!"

Just when the undead creatures were stunned, Wang Ye's tough spiritual instructions immediately appeared in the soul fire of all the undead creatures.

At this moment, all the undead creatures became honest and sent out obedient spiritual fluctuations to Wang Ye.

Wang Ye snorted coldly, he remembered that a great god-level player of the summoning department had said that all summoning professions, in the process of getting along with summoned creatures, were a process of taming and being tamed without retreat.

I enter you and you retreat, I retreat you in the face.

In this process, if the summoner shows a little bit of retreat, it is equivalent to sending a signal to the contractors - I am weak, you can eat me.

Among the summoning professions, the relationship between necromancers and undead creatures Z is the most tense and sensitive, once the necromancer is very weak, or unable to suppress and control the undead creatures, then it is likely to die in the hands of their own contract objects and become the nutrients for the growth of the undead creatures.

Therefore, unless at a critical time of life and death, few necromancers will perform super upper limit summoning.

And even if the super cap is summoned, the necromancers will use a milder attitude to guide the necromancers to attack their enemies.

Necromancers like Wang Ye who dare to use tough spiritual commands when they have exceeded the upper limit of summoning and are in the situation of low mana and low spiritual power are really scarce.

It's not that there aren't necromancers who do this, but most of the necromancers who do this are dead.

Wang Ye dared to do this, of course, he was not mad, he had sufficient confidence.

Up to 88% of the experience points given by the completion of the mission have allowed him to easily increase the level of the main class to level 12, thus restoring the full blood and blue heyday...

"Damn, why hasn't the support arrived yet! Those undead are like crazy, they can't kill them at all!! A bloodied Level 17 Saint Warrior smashed a table and yelled at the few people in front of him.

These people are the people in charge of communications at this base.

At this time, their faces were full of sadness and indignation, and their eyes were in a trance.

In the face of the rebuke of the level 17 priesthood warrior, one of them said loudly with grief and indignation: "Over there, it is said that this is a strategy of the enemy to surround and help, and they can't come to support..."

So many undead! They're just afraid! They blasphemers! You will definitely suffer divine punishment! The Level 17 Sage Samurai roared angrily.

The correspondents were all silent, and they thought the same.

There are so many undead creatures outside, at least a level 20 necromancer can make moves.

The strongest person over there is just a level 20 priest, and it is very likely that he is not the opponent's opponent.

If you come, you may stay here forever.

If they were to change to each other, they might all make such a decision like each other.

"Damn, you trash!" The level 17 priesthood warrior also reacted to the doorway, and said with a look of hatred: "When you ask for help, can't you weigh it?" A bunch of waste..." Several

communication officers looked aggrieved, they didn't expect such a reaction over there!

Under the bond of common belief, I didn't think much at all, and I reported it truthfully.

Now that death is at hand, they have abandoned the weak bond of faith in their hearts, and they just want someone to save them.

Even if the people can't defeat each other, it is good to be able to involve those dark undead creatures and give themselves and others a little chance to escape!

It's a pity, it's too late for everything, there are no regret medicines sold in this world ....

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Boom..." Under

the crazy attack of more than a dozen strong heavily armored zombies, the thick alloy door was finally overwhelmed, boomed, fell to the ground, and a large number of undead creatures rushed in like crazy.

"Damn the undead!" The level 17 priesthood warrior roared, and a bright holy flame burned on the long sword, and rushed forward to meet the undead creatures like death.

In the room, many members of the Misty Forest Sect saw this scene and were greatly encouraged, and they all roared and rushed forward with weapons to meet the undead creatures...

However, in the face of an endless stream of undead troops, as if an endless army of undead, this point of people in the room was not enough to see at all, and soon fell to absolute inferiority.

The most unacceptable thing for them is that the companions who died generously and heroically one moment will get up from the ground the next moment, viciously join the undead camp that attacks them, and launch extremely fierce attacks on themselves...

Looking at those incomparably familiar faces, they are unacceptable, both psychologically and physically.

Many members of the Misty Forest Sect could not withstand this pressure and collapsed directly.

"Die, die! All fucking die! "A member of the Misty Forest Sect only slashed off the head of a skeleton soldier one moment, and beheaded his companion the next...