Lords Of All People: Am I The Only One Who Is The Fallen Empire?

After several days of marching, Chester arrived at the plain agreed upon with Fitch to meet up.

Because it is located in the birthplace of the undead tribe.

This plain has fallen into complete silence, and you can even see a few broken bones stuck haphazardly on the ground.

"That, Lord Chester."

An undead lord looked at the empty plain in front of him and seemed to have a bad premonition.

"That weakling Fitch is not here." He reminded vaguely.

According to the impression that many undead lords had on Feiqi's weak character, he wished he could bury himself in the protective circle of others.

Nowadays, the plain is completely empty, and something doesn't look right.

Chester hesitated.

What the undead lord just said was true.

Judging from Fitch's temperament, if he fights 20 cavalry, he has to join his army of 100,000.

When he mastered 50,000 skeleton warriors, he must protect himself properly within three circles and three circles outside.

Even if the other undead lords were dissatisfied with Feiqi, they would not even deny him the respect of the Supreme.

But now, this grassland seems too peaceful.

But if Fitch's coward dared to plot against him, Chester wouldn't believe it at all.

If that were the case, the Supreme Lord would have dismantled Feiqi's bones and made soup today without having to do it himself.

Opening the friend interface of War Game, Chester directly questioned Fitch directly and unceremoniously.

"Where are you and your people?"

"Underground." Feiqi replied faintly.

Seeing these two words, Chester was instantly speechless.

Well, his narrow-minded thinking still underestimated Fitch's integrity.

Because of the technology tree of Burrowing, only two cadres in the necropolis have researched it.

One of them is Snow, who is suspected to have been killed in battle, and the other is naturally the soft-headed Fitch.

But the two are different.

Snow points out the Burrow to better attack other territories.

As for the soft-headed Fitch, he was simply trying to escape.

Because of their experience of being buried deep, the low-level undead's earth-burrowing technology was absolutely unique in the Stone Age.

After burrowing underground, few lords could catch them.

Now with Fitch's two short words, the trace of doubt that arose in Chester's heart has disappeared.

Of course, what gave him more confidence were the 100,000 skeleton warriors following behind him.

Those skeleton warriors gathered together, like a mighty tide, and any living thing would fall under this unique undead craze.

"Let's go and meet that soft head."

Stepping into the center of the plain without any panic, Chester found the location Fitch had given him.

A huge stone that was specially moved here as a mark.

After Chester regained his footing in front of the boulder, Fitch emerged from the mud.

"As expected of you, a weakling."

Looking at Fitch's dirty skeleton, Chester mocked mercilessly.

As far as he knew, the fallen empire that invaded the back of the undead tribe only had a total of 20 soldiers and horses.

A mere 20 cavalrymen can scare Fitch, who has 50,000 skeleton warriors, into the ground.

"I don't think you'll be called a softie anymore. You're so good at burrowing in the ground, I can just be your groundhog."

The undead lords who followed Chester laughed.

They were not afraid of Fitch's revenge. Even among the cadres of the necropolis, Fitch was known to be weak-minded.

It is strange to say that among the cadres in the cemetery, there are those who are responsible for fighting, some who are responsible for defending, and some who are responsible for surrendering.

But Fitch was the only one who advocated digging a hole to bury himself.

Just laugh at him for his courage, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the courage to come back for revenge.

Fitch's face was sullen, and because he had no shame, he couldn't tell what his expression was at this moment.

He just tried his best to show a sarcastic tone and asked Chester: "Lord Chester, the lords you brought from the main battlefield should all be here, right?"

Hearing this, Chester stopped laughing and looked at Fitch in surprise.

In the necropolis, he and Fitch were both cadres, but now Fitch demoted himself one level and called him an adult.

As expected of him, Fitch.

"So what if we're all here?" Chester said.

"Okay, it's good to have them all here."

Fitch's jawbone opened, as if he was laughing silently.

The next moment, Fitch reached out and grabbed Chester's skeleton.

"Fitch, what are you going to do!"

"My lord, why don't you take action quickly!"

Chester's and Fitch's voices sounded at the same time.

Before Chester could think about who Fitch was calling, he saw a terrifying figure rushing out of the boulder and stepping down on him.

[Your war contribution increases by 1000]

[Your war contribution increases by 120]

【Your......】

A large number of war contributions flooded the high-power game board.

At the same time, the Jackal side also clearly saw that among the thousands of lords on the undead side they were attacking, the territorial marks of dozens of lords disappeared instantly.

Surrender?

No, it was wiped out.

"what happened?"

There are gnoll lords who haven't figured out the situation yet.

"It seems that Chester was wiped out?"

Because Chester was previously responsible for frontal combat, many gnoll lords recognized his terrifying territorial characteristics.

The cadres of the necropolis are not in vain.

As long as he instructs other lords to bring in corpses for "feeding", Chester will have an endless supply of skeleton warriors.

Although the number is capped, it also eliminates the time and resources of re-recruitment.

Therefore, even though he brought one hundred thousand skeleton warriors back to the hinterland under the order of the Supreme, Chester never took away his direct troops on the front line.

Instead, they chose to keep them and continue to earn war contribution points.

If the Jackals want to advance the front, kill Chester, or destroy Chester's territory, this is what must be done.

And this is the enemy that gives them a huge headache.

In an instant, dead?

The next moment, some of the skeleton warriors in the front line that blocked the Jackals instantly decayed and turned into a wisp of dust that was blown away by the wind.

Those skeletons that were resurrected due to the endless characteristics did not stay in place when the territory exited, but dissipated with the territory.

A great deal of cheering erupted from the Gnoll lines.

Although the Gnoll Lords don't know who killed Chester, without Chester's territorial characteristics, the pressure faced by the Gnolls when attacking is greatly reduced.

At least, they no longer have to face beings who can resurrect from the dead indefinitely.

"Oh, officer."

Jiuluo chuckled softly.

Unlike Fitch, this particular softhead.

Chester, a cadre of the necropolis, and dozens of undead lords led by his subordinates.

When the Tyrannosaurus rex stepped on it, it was no different from stepping on an ordinary skeleton warrior.

They were all reduced to broken bones on the ground, and the dead could no longer die.