The night wind was blowing like a knife, and a large group of people ambush behind the iceberg, holding their breath and staring ahead. In the darkness with no fingers, there was a group of green light dots beating like fireflies in the dark, and the sound of the ice layer being broken was endless.

The green light spot is the undead fire in the eyes of the undead.

Zhang Mu retracted his head lest he be found and clenched the Glacier sword: "What are those guys doing?"

Xueling replied, "A small-scale battle took place in this place a few years ago. The Xuemeng wiped out an infiltrating Frost Troll, and their bodies were abandoned here."

"These undead are robbers again?"

"Yes."

Zhang Mu knew the power of Hades 'coffin. Even dead bodies could be transformed into undead through Hades' coffin. Because ordinary undead monsters only need strength and no soul. When the living soul dies, the soul gradually dissipates, but the tyrannical body still retains some strength. The Pluto Coffin can ignite the fire of the undead in the corpse, and at the same time stimulate the energy in the corpse, so that the corpse can restore its ability to move.

But the longer the death, the worse the physical corruption, and the more power is lost in the body.

Because of the special climate of the ice field, it will not rot when exposed to the corpses of the wilderness. It will always be frozen or sealed in the ice. Such corpses have been excavated and have a high use value. Therefore, the undead king ransacked the corpses and continued to expand the size of the undead army.

Zhang Mu put on a night vision goggle.

In a small basin a few kilometers ahead, about a thousand undead are constantly digging for ice. Undead are strange, including ice monsters, trolls, snow races, barbarians, giant spirits, and even a few extinct races on the ice sheet.

The undead dug out the body and carried it away with the ice.

They have no wisdom and can only numbly complete tasks as instructed. At this time, in a distant place, the Undead King must be controlling the Undead with the Pluto coffin. Control is unilateral, and the Undead cannot give back information like the Undead King. Because they don't have the ability to think, they are slower than robots.

Xueling pulled out the long sword stuck in his waist, "Don't let go of one!"

"You follow me!"

Zhang Mu operated to cover the magic of the sky. There was a black gas rising from his body and spreading slowly, covering all directions in the blink of an eye. The crowd hid in the dark mist, and soon came within the perception of the undead, but it was very strange and the undead didn't notice it.

An undead has no sensory function. Everything that happens outside can't hear, can't see, can't smell, and can only perceive through a kind of super-sensory ability that a creature does not have. The power of covering up the magic of the sky pervades, blocking and blocking the perception of the undead, so even if you walk close, the undead cannot be found.

This trick is not bad for the lower dead!

Zhang Mu creates more black fog. The black fog is shielded by night and surrounds the undead little by little, making their perception range greatly reduced.

"Let me first!"

The Glacier Sword floated into the sky, turned into a stream of light in the darkness, and shot into the black mist. An undead troll noticed something, and as soon as he turned around, the Glacier Sword was cut off, and a head rolled directly to the ground, and he suddenly lost his head.

Because the perception of the undead was obscured, even the undead standing close didn't feel anything.

Zhang Mu took control of the Glacier Sword, like a dragon, constantly shuttled back and forth, in just a few seconds, took off the first level of dozens of undead. The undead are still digging the ice, and the surrounding companions are killed one by one. They have no feeling at all.

Xueling was stunned.

This move can almost make Zhang Mu solve a whole army of undead by himself.

Of course, the good times don't last long.

The undead king in the distance and the inspiration of the dead, one by one interrupted, probably felt something wrong, so he sent a command to the undead. A rune of light on a group of undead flickered, and when they received the command of the undead king, they all put down their hands and screamed like a beast.

"Do it!"

Zhang Mu swipes his finger, and the glacial sword in the air is shrouded in lava, suddenly inserted in the middle of the undead. Subsequently, a hot flame was released from the middle, and dozens of undead were burned into coke in no time. The undead began to discover the breath of life, and immediately waved his weapon and chopped it up.

"kill!"

Xueling was holding a sword, and one of them was killed first. The brilliant sword flashed, and several undead were chopped under the sword.

The crowd rushed out, because there was Zhang Mu's cover, and the target far away, the undead could not find it at all. The mage and the shooter can stand at a safe distance and kill the undead one by one. The fighting capabilities of the two parties are not on a single level, and with the resistance of Zhang Mu, can the undead resist?

The battle was over in less than 10 minutes.

With less than a thousand dead souls, Zhang Mu alone killed more than 150 people, and the experience slot grew a little. The only flaw is that it is probably an artificially resurrected undead monster, and basically no items will fall.

"The corpses are all burned!"

Xueling ordered.

Everyone was busy, whether it was the undead. Still corpses, all piled up, sprinkled with magic fuel, burned with a fire, lest they be reused by waste.

"The strength of the undead does not seem to be very strong."

"No, they are too stupid!"

After this battle, the Snow League side has zero casualties, and the strength of the undead is not as elite as the Snow League. More importantly, the undead had no ability to think, were extremely passive during the battle, and were eventually killed one by one without any suspense at all.

"Well done!"

"Continue, let's find the next one!"

Xueling contacted the investigating team, and soon locked an undead wandering along the ice field, and everyone ambushed on the road it must pass. The number of this undead is a little less than before, but they have succeeded, carrying the body they dug out from nowhere and moving in one direction.

"These guys will definitely carry the corpses back to their old nest!"

Someone cried, "The undead keeps stealing corpses and creating more undead. It's almost endless. Can we really kill them all?"

Zhang Mu said: "It is best to cut the grass and root it!"

Lei Ming said, "If we follow them, can we not find the nest of the undead?"

Everyone got up and didn't rush to do it. If you find the nest of the Undead King and destroy the power of the Undead, then it is best.

Xueling asked: "Can your exercises provide cover so that we can follow the undead without being discovered and follow the undead's nest?"

"It is easy for me to conceal ordinary undead monsters. But among the undeads, there are not only low-level undeads, but also a considerable number of intelligent undeads. Such undeads were born directly from the Hades coffin race. It has the memories and strength of life, and the ability to think independently. If we follow up with sway, we will probably find out. "

"Wisdom undead?"

Xueling was a little surprised.

Zhang Mu explained the ability of Hades's coffin briefly.

Wisdom undead must be strong.

If you do, it's tricky.

"Although I can't follow it, I have a way to effectively penetrate the undead." Zhang Mu offered a suggestion. "If I disguised as a corpse and was found by the undead, then the undead would take me in. , To perform the undead ritual. After I understand the situation of the undead's nest, I will tell you where and how to enter. "

Xue Ling was surprised by Zhang Mu's idea. "Is this feasible?"

"Do n’t worry, I ca n’t be undead. Even if the undead king performs a ritual on me, I wo n’t be transformed into an undead. The undead king and the undead are connected, but they are unilateral. Mixed in the undead, as long as it is not too eye-catching, the undead king cannot find me. "

This seems like a good idea.

Xueling asked, "How confident are you?"

Zhang Mu didn't know, he just shook his head and said, "I have the magic power to cover the sky. It's very convenient to escape by myself. As long as the undead king doesn't chase and kill himself, I can escape, so it's worth a try . "

"Okay, then try it!"

"Destroy this undead first!"

The crowd swarmed up, and a dozen minutes later, this undead was completely wiped out.

Xuemeng found another undead corpse and was in the process of digging the body. Zhang Mu was immediately ready to take a fake death potion that could cover the breath of life. Then Xueling sealed Zhang Mu into a large ice block. This state is no different from a corpse, but Zhang Mu still retains the ability to perceive the outside world. Zhang Mu hides most of his strength, making him look no different from an ordinary soldier.

The undead found Zhang Mu and mistakenly thought it was an ordinary corpse. He did not recognize it and took it with him.

"The plan is successful!"

The crowd hid out of the undead's alert range, and saw the undead transporting the corpse nearby, and disappeared into the night in a hurry, their hearts could not help but hang. The place where Zhang Mu is going is not generally dangerous. There is a crowd of dead people. As a living creature, Zhang Mu is often as eye-catching as a light bulb. In case of exposure, even if he is covered by the magic power of heaven, he will face a life of nine deaths.

Du Rongrong said helplessly: "The wood is really true. I always come up with some speechless ideas!"

"But it all works!"

"If we succeed, we can find the undead nest."

Zhang Mu was brought into the iceberg by the undead and moved very fast. He crossed mountains and ridges. I didn't know how many roads he had reached, and finally reached a basin.

In a month, the undead king launched minions to steal corpses, even shot himself, attacked towns and villages, and took away a large number of elite warriors from various ethnic groups. The size of the legion should grow to about 30,000 to 40,000, or even more.

I thought that when I came to the undead's nest, I would meet the undead in the mountains.

This is not the case.

The number of undead is up to five or six thousand, and some individuals are significantly different, more powerful and horrible, and are intelligent. This is the true undead, the intelligent undead!