Titan and Dragon King

Chapter 228: play

Olina stared at the fifteen dead bodies in silence. Not long ago, they stood in the castle hall with hope, looking up at themselves, expecting that they could take them alive.

"Miss, we can't stay here too long." A silver knight, holding a blood-stained epee, came to Olena and pointed to the outside of the team.

"I know." Orina glanced up, and saw a bronze knight holding a lance, breaking the skulls of several skeleton soldiers, and a knight holding a hammer and turning one The head of a ghoul banged ...

Outside the line of sight, swaying skeletons and slow-moving zombies kept coming out of the fog. On the roofs of low houses on both sides of the road, a ghoul jumped from time to time. Come out and pounce on them.

Because they are too weak, the Cavaliers killed batch after batch, but these low-level undead still emerged endlessly, and the number seemed endless.

Most dead spirits do not have the normal five senses of living things, their perspectives, and their ability to explore the world and perceive the surroundings are completely different from normal living beings.

In the eyes of the undead, beings are as prominent as fireflies in the night. Without a special way, beings cannot hide their presence in the eyes of the undead.

So even if the Dilong team did nothing, it would still stand still and make no noise, and they would still attract the undead in the city. Olina didn't know how to converge to hide the vitality of this team.

"Sorry." Looking at the corpse of an ordinary person who was devoured by life and attacked by Wraith, Olina was guilty, and then she raised her staff and hit a pile of fireballs with a fireball. On the heap.

All intact corpses must be burned, because within the scope of the Undead Scourge, all the dead will be recovered and restless.

"Keep moving on." After watching the corpse that had begun to move gradually fade to ashes in the flames, Orina appeased the surviving ordinary people, and ascended back to the top of the carriage, directing the team to continue out of the city.

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In the past, Olinna thought Ansel City was a small city that could take a giraffe to circle in ten minutes. Now she thinks Ansel City is also very big, and the road out of the city is so long.

Although mentally prepared, there will definitely not be only some low-level undead in the natural disaster that enveloped the entire city, but when she really encountered abomination, a higher level of undead, Olina ’s heart It is also very helpless.

When most of the spell scrolls on his body had been consumed and two of the ground dragons had been lost, Orina finally brought the team with six ground dragons to the gate of Cecil City.

At this time, only half of the guards who followed her out of the castle were left, and the two silver knights were still alive, but their condition was not very good.

One of them lost an arm and became a one-armed knight, reducing his combat power by more than half.

The other one seems to be intact, but his condition is the most serious, because his face is blue, and there is still a black gas on his forehead. The body is supporting, and now it has become a ghoul.

Nevertheless, the team led by Olina did not shrink in size, but expanded more than ten times. The extra people are all the city residents who have come along, and some adventurers who have volunteered to join also want to escape the city.

"Finally leaving Ansell." Looking at the closed gates, the blood-stained corpses all over the ground, and the goods scattered all over the place, Orina took a sigh of relief, and saw the city around her. All the humans at the door cheered.

Now they only have one thought in their minds: leave this city like a grave, and then they are safe and no longer need to worry about fear. They did not, or did not want to think, whether other cities in the Kingdom of Bavaria were the same as Ansel.

"Quack, good." At this moment, a burst of cold laughter rang over the city gate, and immediately suppressed the cheering of this fugitive team with thousands of people.

Everyone was quiet, looking up in the direction of the laughter, where a "skull" wearing a black robe and holding a bone stick slowly fell from the mist of the dead.

Although this "skull" does not have a trace of flesh, everyone can feel a kind of appreciation when they look at the skull wrapped by the burning soul fire. It's like a child seeing a white mouse through a maze made by himself.

"The Lich!" Looking at the skeletons floating above the gate, Olina's eyes showed undisguised despair. This was no longer their team's existence.

But the Lich who stood in front of them didn't do anything to them, but sent out a voice of soul who could understand and understand what it meant, no matter who it was.

"Although I have summoned most of the high-level undead who were born in this city here, I still miss one or two. It is really good that your ants can defeat and kill them.

With the praise of the Lich's soul, heavy footsteps sounded in all directions of the team, at the same time, there was a creeping crawling sound, and a burst of crying women, mid-air, still There were sounds of breaking air.

The body is plump, with suture marks all over the body, holding a large sickle and iron hook, exuding a stench of hate; it looks like a small ghoul of the same kind; a high-level wraith whose upper body is almost substantive and the face is clearly visible ...

For the fleeing team, the extremely powerful undead appeared around them, slowly encircling them, and letting the desperate mood spread quickly.

"Quack, I think you should thank me well. Without me, your ants would never have come here." The Lich looked down at the fleeing team, smiling wildly, watching the despair on these human faces. ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It feels, "Your expressions are so funny!"

After laughing for a while, the Lich set her eyes on the girl standing on the roof of the earth dragon. "Young human girl, your every move is under my attention. I am a little curious, what are you talking about with this city lord? relationship?"

"..." Orina stared at the Lich expressionlessly. She had realized that she had come across all the way, why she encountered so few intermediate undead. Because this Lich is playing with them for fun.

"Don't answer? Let me guess, it should be a father-daughter relationship!" The Lich quacked with a grin. "Well, look at your soul fluctuations, I should be right, then, girl, do you want to see Meet your father? "

"Where is my father?" Olena was no longer calm when she heard the Lich mention her father, and was ready to accept the death.

"Do you want to see your father so much? Gaga, benevolent me, see that you have brought me a lot of fun, just fulfill your request." The Lich smiled wantonly, and then waved Staff.

"My heroic knight, come out and see your daughter! Gaga!"