Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

I want to block it, but I can't block it....

Don't block it, but I feel extremely humiliated....

Time, in the hesitation of Director Moisang, passed minute by minute.

The unknown traction from the foggy field has not slowed down due to the passage of time, but has been increasing, and there is a trend of intensification...

When the unknown traction from the misty realm broke through a certain boundary, the repeatedly swaying balance in Director Moisang's heart finally completely fell to the side!

"Damn thief! It's too much deception!

"I'm going to crush your corpse into ten thousand pieces..." Before

long, a necromancer gathered around Council Moisan from all over Hill City.

While greedily looking at the pool of undead blood below, which had already seen its first scale, they turned their heads from time to time in amazement to glance at the mist-shrouded area in the northeast.

At this time, the unknown traction from the foggy field is already very large, and you don't need to feel it at all, you can detect the existence of that traction.

However, before Director Moisan spoke, they all remained sensibly silent.

But anyone with a little eyesight can see that Director Mo Sang is in an extremely bad mood at this time, and no one will touch his mold at this time....

The storm is coming....

After another ten minutes, when the last necromancer arrived at the top of the tower, Director Moisang, who had been silent, finally spoke.

"Haig, you are in charge of presiding over the construction of the Blood Pool of the Dead..."

Director Moisang's voice was unusually low, but it was like a loud heavy drum, hitting everyone's hearts, shaking them a little.

Presiding over the construction of the pool of the blood of the dead is not a thankless chore.

It is the most profitable position in the entire construction of the blood pool of the dead.

The moment the blood pool of the dead is completely built, the host will receive the baptism of the blood pool of the dead....

Wash the muscles, consolidate the foundation, repair dark wounds, strengthen the body, nourish the soul...

In addition, you can casually upgrade another three or five levels....

There are huge benefits both for the present and for the future!

Fat difference!

This is a typical big fat difference!

With such a fat difference, Director Moisang actually wants to let it out?

Groove!

It must be that I haven't woken up yet!

Fuck, why not let me?

Could it be that I don't lick hard enough?

Damn it!

Damn Haig, this dead pig ....

"What... What the?! Haig's lips twitched, and his face was full of disbelief and asked, "You mean, let me preside over the construction of the Blood Pool of the Dead?"

"I heard you right, Lord Moisang..."

In an instant, a series of eyes full of killing intent fell on Haig's body.

Envy, jealousy, and hatred are the negative emotions that ordinary people produce when they have me or not.

But for necromancers on the dark side of the world, naked killing intent is more effective in expressing their emotions.

Same emotions, common interests, cooperation achieved....

With just a few glances, many necromancers present vaguely reached an agreement.

Haig became their common enemy....

Haig did not pay attention to the murderous gazes cast around him, and he was staring intently at Director Moisang.

He had been holding Director Mosang's thigh, and he had long learned about the deeper knowledge of the blood pool of the deceased from Director Moisang.

The Blood Pool of the Dead, during the construction process, is only allowed to change the host once.

Otherwise, it will cause the purity of its final product, the blood essence of the deceased, to plummet.

That kind of consequence is not something that Moisang can bear....

In other words, once Director Moisang gives up the position of the host to him, then he is the host of the iron strike!

No one dares to grab it!

"How?"

"You don't want to?"

Director Mo San's face was already gloomy and about to rain.

He was already extremely reluctant and extremely reluctant.

Haig's question is no different from directly pouring salt on his wound...

Haig hit a stirring spirit, and instantly reacted, and he quickly remedied: "Master Xie cultivation!" Thank you for your appreciation! Haig will definitely not live up to the kindness of adults..." Hearing

Haig say this, Director Moisang's face looked a little better.

Well, only a little bit really....

Director Moisang nodded to Haig, then turned his head to look at the misty field in the northeast, gritted his teeth and said: "Others, follow me into the misty area!" Kill the ones there... Thief! "

In the Mist Realm, a Lich was standing in front of the two remaining members of the elite squad of the West Sea Empire, talking.

"The master said that your performance is very good..." "The innocent people of Hill City will always remember your kindness

..." "He really wants to go to

the West Sea with you..." "The master said that

it is a country full of freedom, and he believes that the West Sea can accommodate him as an alien..."

"But now, he may not have this opportunity..."

"What?!" The eagle-nosed captain, who was originally still smiling, immediately couldn't laugh after hearing the Lich's words.

Didn't he want to fool the other party to the West Sea?

For this reason, he did not hesitate to risk his life, even if there were only two people left in the squad, he did not feel sorry.

As long as the other party returns to the West Sea with him, then all this effort will come back hundreds and thousands of times!

But now....

"I'm sorry, I'm a little emotional, you continue..." Looking at the Lich's lifeless eyes, Captain Eagle Nose forced down the anger in his heart and whispered.

The Lich's face could not see a trace of expression, and he still said in that cold tone: "Just now there is information that outside the master's misty domain, no less than 200,000 undead have gathered..."

"The master is not sure that he can survive under such circumstances..." "

No less than 200,000?" Captain Eagle Nose was shocked, I am afraid that this is all the undead creatures that attacked Hill City.

What did that necromancer do?

It would actually cause the other party to move such a big battle...

It is worthy of the existence that dares to break with the Tower of Dry Bones, this tossing strength, this boldness, is really not comparable to ordinary people...

"Your Excellency, may I interview your lord?"

The Lich was silent for a while, and then slowly shook his head: "Master, I am preparing for the next decisive battle, and I have no time to separate..."