Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

At this time, Hill City, even if it lacks everything, but there is no lack of dead qi!

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of living beings perished, releasing countless dead qi.

The undead sky curtain that shrouded the entire Hill City was like a cover, trapping these dead qi in Hill City and providing it with a suitable "breeding" environment.

Dead qi will also "multiply".

However, the "reproduction" of dead gas is carried out through "pollution" and "assimilation"....

Relying on a pool of unformed dead blood alone, there is no way to consume this ever-increasing dead qi at once.

Moreover, the construction of the blood pool of the dead is inseparable from the continuous nourishment of dead qi.

When the construction of the Blood Pool of the Dead is completed, the more Dead Qi is swallowed, the higher the purity of the blood essence of the Dead will be...

Looking at the group of subordinates bathed in the storm of dead qi, the smile on Wang Ye's face became brighter.

Good man!

What a nice person!

Send not only experience, but also materials, and even more dead gas....

If he could, Wang Ye really wanted to send a pennant to the other party.

It reads the phrase "selfless dedication, selfless sacrifice for others".

"Lord... Master, when will I withdraw? Looking at the lewd smile on Wang Ye's face, Dr. Rogue's legs and stomach couldn't help but tremble.

This person's brain is definitely not normal!

When Wang Ye told him that he was going to activate the pirate extinction system in the base and die with the other party, his mind was confused.

He seriously doubted his hearing.

But when Wang Ye said it a second time, he didn't doubt anything.

Die, die early!

I'll be freed when you die!

Aha....

But not long after his idea came from, Wang Ye told him a cruel reality.

Don't worry, I won't die.

The dead one was just a stand-in....

At that moment, the sky that had just brightened in his heart was dark, completely black...

Fuck, fucking mentality, huh?

Count you ruthless!

You have a big fist, you cow!

I endure!

He now only thought about being able to escape this place as soon as possible, and the farther away from this demon as possible.

Even just leaving for a short time can give him a breath of free air....

Wang Ye closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, and then nodded

, "Well, you can go..." "Well, don't worry, at most, you can see me in an hour..."

"Yes, master!" Dr. Rogue answered obediently, and then quickly left the underground base without looking back, escorted by two ghost hunters.

At this time, the underground base has been completely reduced to a paradise of the undead.

Except for Wang Ye, there is not a single living person here.

Those who can be evacuated are all removed.

Those who do not need to be evacuated have remained forever....

As for what needs to be withdrawn and what does not need to be withdrawn, Wang Ye chose to follow his inner thoughts.

Anyone judged to be a refugee in Hill Town may be evacuated....

Whoever is judged to be the Grand Duchy of Jinger can stay forever and rest here, or become a happy and carefree undead who can henceforth be freed from the mortal flesh and achieve the achievement of eternal life....

Outside the Mist Realm, Director Moisang holds a magic staff and stands on the back of a flying zombie bird.

Below him, there is a black tide with no end in sight.

Sea of the Dead.

The vast sea of undead creatures, under the command of a group of necromancers, came to the edge of the misty realm.

"Ugh!"

The undead bird at the feet of Director Mo Sang let out a chirp, and then carried Director Mo Sang and plunged into the misty shrouded area in front of him.

The sea of undead below also followed in a mighty manner.

In an instant, the mist rolled, the dead air filled the air, and the war was about to break out.

After the undead bird rushed into the mist-shrouded area, it did not rush in with its head iron, but slowly hovered in mid-air under the instruction of Director Moisang.

Director Mo Sang stretched out his hand to bind a fog in his hand, and began to probe this fog with various means at his disposal.

But after probing, he reluctantly chose to give up.

Too little time, too few instruments....

"Who the hell are you?" He looked at the gray and white fog churning around him and said in a deep voice.

It was his temptation and the question he had always wondered.

He didn't expect the other party to answer his question....

But what he didn't expect was that the other party actually answered his question.

Under his gaze, an owl messenger rushed from a distance, then hovered not far from him, and opened his mouth to spit out a word that made him stunned in place.

"I'm the daddy you've never met!"

Director Moisang was both happy and angry.

Hi, the other party stupidly believed his temptation.

Directly hammered their previous speculation, so that he had corresponding defenses.

Hi, the other party was so breathless.

As soon as he came in, he sent messengers to negotiate.

This exposes the mentality of the other party.

Angry, the other party's mouth, really stinks!

How can you come up and scold people?

Do I have a feud with you?

Director Moisang looked at the owl messenger who was shivering not far in front of him, and began to think in his heart about the necromancer who had a feud with him and was capable of mastering the Mist Realm...

However, his mouth is not idle.

In the case of the other party's intelligence eyes are black, being able to communicate is something he can't ask for....

"Your Excellency, why should you be my enemy?"

The owl messenger let out a difficult low sound, and then opened his mouth and said: "You are so ugly that you are disgusting to me..." Director

Moisang unconsciously reached out and touched his old face that crisscrossed the ravine.

It's always a little old, but it shouldn't be so ugly that it's disgusting....

It seems that this guy does have a feud with me....

Moreover, the hatred is not small....

He narrowed his eyes and narrowed the scope of the screening in a big circle.

"Your Excellency, isn't the adult behind you afraid that the big boss will be held accountable?"

"During the war, attacking colleagues for no reason

..." "This crime, if it is hammered, it will not be comfortable..." "

Even those ... Big people, you also have to take off a layer of skin..."

"And Your Excellency, hey, I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will be difficult to die, right?"

The owl messenger's body trembled violently, but in the face of Wang Ye's strong will, it still relayed Wang Ye's words with trepidation.

"The big boss only looks at the result and never asks about the process."

"And the result is..."

"Goo

..." Director Moisang stretched his head forward, his eyes full of urging and threatening.

The owl messenger closed his eyes and shouted resignedly: "You are an old miscellaneous hair, a gentleman who likes to be by green-haired zombies..."