Soul Echo

The silent undead army engulfed half of the city, and the number rose from nearly a thousand to 1,300.

Although the extra 400 undead are just masquerade as having an ability and not much battle strength, it is very suitable for dealing with a living army that is easily affected by morale.

Faisal leads the army with a wandering attitude, even if his army no longer has to consider the problem of physical exhaustion.

The Church of Moon God couldn't stop it, and neither could the lord's army.

——It watched the city silently for hundreds of years in long loneliness, and after its soldiers fell asleep one after another, it still watched the city.

As an undead, it is Eternal and Undying, and it has an infinite amount of time to wait - even if it costs Soul Spirit to be tortured by hatred.

In the past few hundred years, it has seen the reconstruction of the city, the development of the city from dilapidated to prosperous, from a population of dozens to two or three thousand today.

Its ears cannot hear, eyes cannot see, it can only confirm all this through the [Life Perception] of the undead silently.

This is boring.

This is tedious.

But at the same time, it's incredibly exciting --

The more people the city has, the more people it can kill.

"After four hundred years, I'll see you again."

On the other side of the street is Moon God's church, a bowl-like shape it has never seen before. The building, with all lookouts and firing ports hidden inside, is not a qualified military building.

The soul fire in Faisal's eyes trembled violently. It directed the army and let them pass through the nearby streets and gradually surrounded the church.

The church is surrounded by a divine force that cannot be sensed by ordinary people, and the church is equivalent to a kingdom of Spiritual God on earth, an extension of their realm, and its army cannot invade the church without destroying the infrastructure. .

But Faisal didn't plan to attack the church so soon. It always likes to save the delicious food for the last time. The church and the people in the church are the delicacy that makes it coveted, and that's why , it will leave them at the end.

Three hundred dead Spirit Warriors were left behind by it, besieging the church, and it would lead the rest of the army to the castle and take the city completely.

"Where are they going?"

In the observatory, a temple guard fiddles with a telescope.

Seeing that the leader-like guy was leaving with the other undead, he couldn't help muttering to himself, and then he suddenly remembered that it was the direction of the castle.

——The adventurer from Easterland hasn't come back yet!

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Zhong Ye led the team around a large circle, avoiding the direction of the army of undead.

With near-supernatural perception ability he heard the undead army striding just a few streets away, and the people behind him knew nothing, they didn't know they were rubbing against death. Passing by, one carelessness will lead to the complete destruction of the team.

Zhong Ye didn't tell them about it, after all, they didn't have a big heart like him.

Fortunately, when he just set off, he told him not to make a big noise.

The dead souls that appeared on the road were cleaned up by Zhong Ye in time, and there was no gathering of the dead, so the team could be preserved.

There are several people in the team with sacred relic and Magical Artifact that exorcise evil spirits in their hands. They can stop the dead souls from approaching by standing on the periphery, so that Zhong Ye doesn't have to run frequently, so he can relax.

There is some noise in action with such a large team, but everything is under control.

Zhong Ye didn't know much about the city's streets, but many of his team were locals. By constantly correcting the route, the team almost went around the church against the city wall.

Adhering to a cautious attitude, coupled with hearing the movement of the undead marching just now, Zhong Ye suspected that the church might have been surrounded by undead. After approaching the church, he stopped and did not continue. near.

"Sir, why don't you move on?" a woman with a child in her arms whispered restlessly, "Isn't the church just ahead?"

As she spoke, she looked up Glancing at the window, the top of the church could be seen from where they were now.

They hid in a large room, and there was no other place around them that could hold so many of them.

She is a resident around the castle. The reason why she gathered outside the castle is because she heard the cry of refugees in other urban areas, and she was suspicious of the 'undead army' they said.

But when the mercenaries were all evacuated, she no longer had any doubts.

She was one of the first people to follow Zhong Ye's footsteps and leave the castle, because she was the daughter of a tailor and knew some arithmetic. You know, the soldiers couldn't get everyone into the castle.

Probably everyone knows this, but it's too dangerous to leave with Zhong Ye. They don't know the bottom line about this adventurer. Who knows if he can protect them from going to church?

The woman holding the child didn't believe it at the time. It was just that there were too many people outside the castle, and they felt that it was impossible to squeeze into the hanging basket. That's why they called the father and kept up with Zhong Ye.

She was extremely fortunate that she had chosen to follow, Zhong Ye took them all the way to turn peril into safety, and successfully brought them to the vicinity of the church.

But now, with the church in sight, Zhong Ye stopped them.

Zhong Ye stood by the window, cautiously observing the street in the distance, and when he heard the question, he replied in a low voice: "The church may have been surrounded by undead, but I can break through it myself, but I can't bring it with me. You go in."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became nervous.

They were afraid that Zhong Ye would abandon them, even though Zhong Ye's previous actions had indicated that he could do that kind of thing.

Zhong Ye leaned against the window and thought for a while, suddenly lifted the head, everyone's attention was focused on him, and he was shocked.

"Anyone present, is anyone a retired mercenary or soldier? I mean someone with an adventure or combat experience."

Hearing this, a middle-aged woman He stood up, "What do you want to do?"

Zhong Ye roughly explained his thoughts: "I'll lead them away, you take the opportunity to rush in, remember to call Moon God Church when you break through. , they will help you."

Everyone fell silent, thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

It's a pity that they don't know how many undead surrounded the church and how many undead Zhong Ye can lead away...

None of them wanted to bet their lives, but now The situation is that they have to gamble.

The church is just around the corner, and they have passed the dangers, and now they are only one last step away.

Seeing that everyone seemed to have made up their minds, Zhong Ye moved his sore shoulders and arms, "Men all take things that can self-protection, and women with combat capability can also stand outside the team, The rest of the people don't need to worry about anything, when the time comes you can just run over with your heads down, not causing trouble is the greatest contribution you can make to the team."

Although the words are a bit ruthless, it is the truth, Zhong Ye won't encourage civilians who have no resistance to do what they can't do, that's just die in vain.

At this time, there were some dead souls gathered outside the house. If they didn't leave, the army of the dead who surrounded the church could also detect their presence.

A middle-aged woman who used to be a mercenary was organizing the team. Zhong Ye took advantage of this time to apply holy oil to the sore muscles. The cool feeling instantly penetrated the skin and healed the muscles.

Healing is not the main effect of the Holy Oil, but it also relieved Zhong Ye's pain, allowing him to perform better in the upcoming battles.

After confirming that they were ready, Zhong Ye kicked open the door and rushed out with a sword in hand.

Where the sword goes, no Spirit Physique survives.

The movement he made was quickly noticed by the undead Legion, and the night woke up instantly.

Bang! boom! boom!

The doors and windows were smashed open, and the dead Spirit Warrior came out in hideous armor.

Zhong Ye took a deep breath, the cool breeze of the night caressed his cheeks, and his five fingers clasped the handle of the weapon.

--don't let them use ranged attacks, try to engage in close quarters!

Bending down and bending his legs slightly, Zhong Ye pushed through the air and charged at the dead Spirit Warriors.

Behind him, a pair of eyes hid in the house, silently watching his back, silently praying for him.