Soul Echo

Faisal woke up from the muddleheaded, and when he 'opened his eyes', the first thing he saw was a full moon that was as red as blood.

"...long time no see."

The undead slowly climbed up, not surprised by the body that was left with only bones.

The former general shook off the gravel stuck to his skeleton, and in his hollow eye sockets, the fire of his soul was burning.

"Stand up, my soldier."

Magic exhaled from the gap between the teeth, vibrating the air, and making the sound appear in this wilderness.

As soon as the voice fell, the ground under Faisal's feet began to vibrate, the soil swelled, and a gray-white bone hand stretched out, clawed at the ground, and pulled out the head and the driver from the ground.

This is just the beginning—

Numerous skeletons emerged from the ground, and hundreds of skeletons climbed to the ground.

Out of the state of death, but not life, they are called 'undead' and 'non-living', they are undead, returning with bodies and resentment that have not decayed for hundreds of years world.

Inside the black skull, the soul fire suddenly ignited, and thousands of flames slowly burned the surrounding darkness.

"I'm very happy and relieved to see you all awake."

The soldiers were not capable enough to answer vocally, but they all lowered their skulls solemnly, one-knee kneels down.

"Thanks to the King of Wisdom for giving us another life. Although many people will die tonight, we have a chance for revenge." Faisal paced slowly before Legion "After tonight, we will get more comrades in arms, and then let this shitty world experience the pain we once had."

Faisaler stopped and did it to his Legion. A military salute, "We will meet again in the kingdom of the King of Wisdom - now, the whole team set off!"

Condensed by earth and stone, but has the texture of metal and cloth, Faisal cloaked, looked up at the city in the distance, and drew out his machete, "Attack!"

Bathed in the bloody moonlight, Legion walked in unison, and soon came to the bottom of the city wall.

"The living creatures of this age are arrogant."

Serious laughter echoed in the half-closed helmets as a dozen soldiers crossed Faisal, weapons slung to their backs On, fingers clasped the cracks of the bricks, and climbed to the city head.

They didn't make Faisal wait long, but after a while, the city gate was slowly opened.

Until then, the mercenaries didn't notice the existence of the undead Legion.

——The city defense army has been transferred, and now the city is not fortified at all.

"Who are you? Are you here to support us?" a mercenary asked, his eyes full of vigilance.

This army doesn't look like a good guy at all, and it's... terrifying!

Having not talked to other people for hundreds of years, Faisal suddenly became interested and stopped the soldiers who were about to start, "Why do you think so? Look at the weapon in your hand, it is not hating Are we?"

How can weapons hate...

The mercenary caught his breath, looking at the glorious weapon in his hand, remembering that he had just gone to Moon God Church this morning to ask for it Blessed with weapons, he finally realized what the army that appeared in front of him was.

Faisal lowered his arm, and the dead Spirit Warriors behind him poured in from the city gate.

The mercenary turned his head and ran away without a word, but suddenly several weapons flew from behind him and inserted into various parts of his body, causing him to scream.

The vital point is not hit, he has not died yet, but now he prefers to die instead of being tortured by pain and fear.

Tears overflowed from his eyes, and he looked up just to see a Spirit Physique floating out in front of him, and the mercenary's expression solidified on his face.

"Help, help!" The mercenary shouted desperately.

Faisal shook the head, someone must be watching the street after hearing this guy's shout, although it was unintentional, but he also saved some people.

Dead Spirit Warriors break open the doors and windows of houses on both sides of the street, making it difficult for humans to see in the dark, but the undead are just the opposite.

Several screams abruptly sounded after a while, terrifying the courage of the surrounding residents, but not many people chose to leave the house.

Faisal continued to advance with the army, and the soldiers under his command kept going in and out of the house, making blood dyed his hands and weapons red.

The shelter that Moon God gave people in this brief moment became a cage that besieged them - even if they could get out of the house.

Once you get used to safety, people don't choose to take risks anymore.

Not enough people die now, and the others die more before they choose to run away.

Thinking of this, Faisal couldn't help but want to laugh, but unfortunately he can't laugh now.

The mercenary's shout just now reminded the other mercenaries. Faisal knew that someone was watching them in the dark, and he didn't intend to pay attention.

Hundreds of years ago they were able to take the city, and hundreds of years later, they can still do it.

The first room that was invaded suddenly had a silhouette walk out, following in the footsteps of the undead Legion, followed by the second and third rooms...

The undead is like a plague Spreading through the city, those killed by Faisal's soldiers were transformed into undead.

At this time, someone finally obeyed the calls of other mercenaries and fled the house, and Faisal heard those calls too, but he didn't stop him.

Where can they escape?

There are only two places in the city that can temporarily defend against the Legion's attack. They either flee to the castle or to the church. However, the nobles will not take them in at such a time.

Faisal has reason to believe that those so-called nobles may not even have the courage to open the gates of the castle.

Most of the people follow the crowd, and the people who run away have triggered a chain reaction. More and more people are fleeing from their houses without even bringing their belongings. Wherever they run, they follow.

The panic spread slowly. The mercenaries and civilians walked through the streets while escaping, screaming desperately to save one. If anyone didn't believe them, there was nothing they could do.

The undead Legion is like a current, passing through every intersection and alley, it will divert, and then break into every house where there are still living people and kill them.

—just like it was hundreds of years ago!

Fear is like a tide, slowly flooding the city.

And Zhong Ye, standing on the reef, browsed tightly knit, watching the crowd fleeing in the distance.

Drinking another sip of holy water for himself, clenching his fists, Suddenly jumped from the roof with his knife and landed in front of the crowd, clearing the Spirit Physique that was congested on the road.

"Don't squeeze!"

Zhong Ye shouted out loudly: "What about the mercenaries? What did the Moon God Church pay to hire you for?"

But no one listened to him, the crowd was still crowded, and the people on the outside kept trying to squeeze in, because there were often undead floating out of the side alleys, accidentally taking their lives.

The mercenaries didn't know where to hide. Zhong Ye swept his eyes to the left and right, only to see a few mercenaries with weapons standing outside the crowd, still sticking to the mission.

No matter how he frowned, he was incapable of commanding those mercenaries and had to rely on their self-consciousness.

Zhong Ye felt extremely annoyed for a while, he tried his best to rescue them, but they were just virtuous?

At this time, the long-awaited person in the house next to him ran out, and a middle-aged man hugged his child and tried to squeeze into the crowd.

Child was crying in his arms, others were yelling, the man lowered his head and tried to squeeze in.

Zhong Ye took a deep breath and roared with all his strength: "Quiet the fuck for Lao Tzu! Don't squeeze, I will protect you from going to church!"

Deafening The roar made everyone stunned, their heads buzzed, and Zhong Ye's sound caused great damage to their eardrums.

But it is precisely because of this sound that both the front and rear of the team, they all turn their attention to the front.

Zhong Ye fiercely took a few breaths and suddenly felt something, rolled his eyes, ran to the side of the team, and slashed a floating Spirit Physique in half.

"Don't crowd everyone, I will protect you from going to church!" Zhong Ye shouted again, "All the mercenaries stand up for me, you have been busy for most of the night, if it is like you are now Mixing in the crowd like this, do you think the church will pay you a bounty after you get to the church?!"

Although the mercenaries were reluctant, they still squeezed out of the crowd. A mercenary stood around the crowd, giving people a considerable sense of security.

Zhong Ye took a deep look at the back of the team, turned and walked to the front of the team, "Go!"