Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

Well, playing with life is based on the fact that you have a great chance of winning....

If you don't have much chance of winning, it's not called playing with life, but calling it life....

"Hey

, even if it can't kill you, as long as you get your dead qi fluctuations, there will naturally be adults to make a move..."

Even if you have nine lives, it's not good..."

Director Mo Sang kept cheering himself up in his heart.

He didn't say much about his men.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't know what to say now....

These subordinates, not fools, have their own criteria for judgment.

And their judgment criteria can not be influenced by one or two sentences....

The fact that they could follow Director Moisan into the misty shrouded area actually explained their decision...

There is no other reason, only profit....

Two consecutive storms of dead qi, the stimulation of these bitter necromancers is really too great!

In their estimation, even if they participated in this war throughout the whole process, the loot they obtained in the end was barely enough to scrape together the wealth of a dead storm...

And what about the other side?

Two storms of dead air!

Two deadly storms spaced out in extremely short intervals!

Does that mean that the other party still has a death element spar in his hand that can trigger the third or even fourth and fifth death qi storms?

Most likely!

Can one, can be two, can be three, can be four!

And the second death storm that the other party started this time was uniformly characterized by them as a sharpening gun....

When they encounter such a rich fellow, they have the advantage of numbers and righteousness, and if they don't try it, they are really unwilling....

Opportunity, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and

fleeting.... Give it a shot, turn a bike into a motorcycle....

Take a gamble, a motorcycle becomes a sports car....

The necromancers, red-eyed and with a mighty army of the undead, carried out the orders of Governor Moisang without hesitation.

Wang Ye, who did not know that he had become a fat sheep, was always paying attention to the movements of the other party with the help of the ever-weakening fog realm.

Against the clock!

Even if he made a windfall fortune, he was reluctant to waste a dead storm.

After all, this is real money smashed in, can only be made!

"Hurry up and suck!"

"All fucking suck Lao Tzu!"

"If anyone dares to be lazy, then let me go back to the undead world!" Let's go eat dirt..."

"This is the opportunity! After the Wang Family Village, there is no Wang Widow!

"You have to cherish it..."

Wang Ye said bitterly, like an old mother, constantly sending out bursts of spiritual instructions, frantically urging his subordinates to contract undead, and hurry up to absorb the already liquid dead qi in the death qi storm.

If he could, he really wanted to go on his own....

Unfortunately, good things can't be taken up by him alone....

"My lord! There is a discovery! A necromancer joyfully rushed to the gloomy Moisang Council and shouted.

Director Mo Sang quickly adjusted his emotions and urged: "Hurry up, what is the discovery?" When are they all sold?

The necromancer smiled and hurriedly said, "Sir, I found an entrance, and the dead qi that was sucked over all passed through that hole and entered the underground..." "

I have sent the undead down, and I haven't encountered a situation yet..."

Director Mo Sang's face was delighted, and he hurriedly said, "Take me quickly!" Not

long after, the necromancer took Moisan to an open sewer with Governor Moisang.

Before he got close, Director Mo Sang sensed that a large stream of dead qi was being sucked along the mouth of the cave.

When he came to the entrance of the cave, the suction force became extremely clear.

However, looking at the dark sewers, Director Moisang was a little difficult.

In or not in?

Once you encounter an ambush by the other party underground, it is not that you can run away....

"Oops, found out so quickly!"

"Not bad, not bad..."

After Wang Ye praised a few words, he was ready to endure the reluctance in his heart and take back the undead in the Dead Qi Storm back to the undead space.

But just when he was about to make a move, he was stunned to find that the thin old necromancer actually stood at the entrance of the cave and started to start?

"I'm going?"

"What's going on?"

"Are you going to get in?"

"Grinding! Who to scare?

"Brother! Enter you quickly!

"If you don't go in, you will go to the side first to cool down!" Let me enjoy it first

..." "This is in and out, it's very torturous..." No

matter how Wang Ye shouted in his heart, Director Mo Sang just stood there without moving, as if he was asleep.

"Sir, what are you doing..." Not

only Wang Ye was anxious, but the necromancer who was beside Mo Sang was also a little anxious.

Big brother, what time are you wasting now!

The other party is constantly recovering mana!

By wasting a second now, you are adding a hint of danger to us!

You shouldn't be an undercover agent sent by the other party, right?

What a grass!

The enemy is actually my boss?

"Shh!" Director Mo Sang raised his hand to compare the gesture of silence, and then whispered: "Don't speak, I'm feeling it with my heart..."

"Nani ???"

"What... What the? Wang

Ye, who was eavesdropping in the underground base, and the necromancer who was beside Mo Sang were stunned.

Feel it with your heart?

What do you feel?

Feel the smell of the sewers?

Or feel your heartbeat?

Groove!

How do these old things talk and the clouds are shrouded....

Wang Ye called me out, although I can't understand what you are saying, I am shocked!

"Sir, what are you feeling?" The necromancer beside Director Mosang pretended to learn Director Mosang's appearance and "feel it with his heart", and then asked with a crying face.

He felt nothing but the rancid smell of the sewers....

Director Mo Sang raised his head and glanced at him contemptuously, and then whispered: "The flow rate of dead qi..."

The necromancer was dumbfounded.

Director Moisang's face showed a victorious expression, "According to my calculations, the guy below, the speed of consuming dead qi, very slow, very slow..."

As

soon as Director Moisang's words fell, several owl messengers rushed over.

"Sir, I found two entrances to devouring Dead Qi here..." "Sir, I found four entrances to devouring Dead Qi here..."