Alien Queen

It is December 21st of the new calendar year 9998 in the Aram continent.

Early morning, no wind.

A thick fog barrier floated over the Biqier Mountains of the Mayo continent. After a night of silence, the endless mountains and lush forests finally ushered in the red sun rising in the east.

The bright red mirror-like sun broke away from the horizon, spreading light and warmth to every corner of the continent.

No matter how bright the sun shines, there is always darkness and shadow that cannot be penetrated. In a low-lying basin that stretches for hundreds of miles on the edge of the Biqier Mountains, covered by quiet forests and dense trees, countless demon creatures lurk within.

Being latent is not a bit inaccurate, at least not in the eyes of these demon creatures. The ferocious-looking demon creatures were lying or sleeping in the basin. They tried their best to control their tall and burly bodies and adjust their postures in order to rest better and have more energy to plunder and kill.

He looked up and saw that the morning sun was cut into little bits by the leaves and sprinkled down. The demon leader Ogood shook the spiral horns on his head, and his strong muscles swayed with a trembling frequency, like pearls. Dewdrops immediately fell on the ground.

It's just a lower plane, why are you so careful?

Ogood stretched out his huge hairy hand and patted the armor that was not stained with any dust. He took a bite of the bloodshot barbecue that had been prepared by the guards around him and chewed it. Commander Dallas, who was sitting opposite and as tall as an ancient giant, said: According to me, we shouldn't have stopped last night, otherwise we could have captured at least three or four big cities.

Everyone has a reason for his existence. The upper body of Dallas sitting upright is more than three meters tall. His face is like an orcish pig-faced man, and his huge head is covered with iron-like tumors. , scarlet eyes flashed with cruel light, and countless black hairs like steel needles stuck out tenaciously from a pair of big noses facing the sky.

His voice was in perfect proportion to his size. Even though he seemed to be speaking slowly and calmly, it was still like bursts of muffled thunder that echoed through the basin.

Ogood is not a big guy, but he doesn't have a bad temper. He swallowed a mouthful of roast meat and said: The powerful saints and super-level monsters were summoned away. The only thing we are afraid of is the holy-level monsters. If the plane passage hadn't been unable to be opened, we would have killed them long ago, and how could they still exist?

Then why do you think the plane passage can't be opened? Dallas's laughter woke up a large number of sleeping demon creatures around them, and they all immediately got up and rushed towards the gang leader army with smoke curling up in the distance.

The above have spent so much effort to get the three of us to come and investigate. They must have a reason. Even the super-level commander couldn't open the seal of the plane passage, and his spiritual consciousness suffered a loss. Even if this is... plane. Then it also has a reason for the higher authorities to pay attention to it.

Then we need to cut the knot quickly. Why do we need to rest here all night? Ogood took a few mouthfuls and felt a little bored. He threw up half of the leg bone casually, and there was a man with a human head but two wings on his back. The demon clan and another monster that looked more like a wolf than a human jumped up suddenly. One person bit into half of it, dropped it to the ground, and started tearing it apart.

What's the hurry? If you want to kill, you have time to kill. Yesterday, three cities were destroyed. At least hundreds of thousands of people were massacred. I left the second half of yesterday and night to the people of this plane world to react. If nothing changes . It is estimated that they will come to fight today. Dallas waved his hand. The two demons fighting for the barbecue seemed to be hit by an invisible giant palm. They did not let go. The barbecue was thrown away with great force. go out.

It's not the same as hitting them in. Are you afraid that they will shrink back? Ogood took out one from nowhere. He took a sip from the wine flask made of the skull of an unknown creature.

We only came here to test, it's not to settle this world with us. We can make the super commander suffer. If we fight all the way to the depths and encounter that person, we won't have anywhere to run, so we might as well stay in Here, it is also close to the plane passage, and he can run back at the critical moment. I don't believe that he dares to chase Dallas. He seems tall and simple-minded. But in analysis, he is still clear-headed.

You're the smart one. Ogood put away the flask angrily. But he suddenly laughed loudly and said, To put it nicely, Herbert didn't even listen to you when he led an army of 10,000 to kill him.

A scowl came over Dallas' face. Hang Chi Chi took a few deep breaths, and he shook his head vigorously. When the tumors on his head rubbed against the hard birch wood behind him, they knocked out pieces of broken and shattered wood chips. His nasal cavity was like a volcano about to erupt. There was a dull roar. The surrounding demon creatures that were munching on food immediately fell silent and humbly bowed down.

After a while, Dallas let out a long breath, and it was like a hurricane blew up in the space, and the fallen leaves were rolled up.

He went to die. Dallas was obviously very dissatisfied with the commander named Herbert. In fact, walking away in front of tens of thousands of troops did not leave any mercy for himself. If it weren't for the large number of people present and the heavy responsibility, Dallas Almost tearing him apart on the spot

Look. It won't be long. He will definitely suffer.

Dallas said with certainty: Super Lords and most of the commanders are dealing with other planes. They have no choice but to take advantage of this lower plane world. There are strong people in this world who can make the super leaders suffer. Facing this, How could we be indifferent to our invasion temptation? Herbert is dead.

Picking up a burned Warcraft head in front of him, Dallas couldn't recognize what Warcraft it belonged to, but this did not hinder his appetite, just like Allgood had a crazy hobby for women. Dallas only likes the delicious taste of Warcraft heads.

Crack. After chewing a few mouthfuls, Dallas added: Even if he was not killed by those people. I'll kill him too, right here

No problem, I've long disliked that guy. He relied on his father and the adults to get close. He just came here to grab credit and didn't take us seriously at all. Kill him, and I'll be like As easy as killing a lowly porcupine

Dallas immediately grinned, his huge interlaced teeth like guillotines shining coldly in the rising sun.

Dallas and Odegu laughed loudly in the Bucher Mountains. Herbert almost cried.

If it weren't for yesterday's massacre of five cities, large and small, from day to night, killing countless humans, and even killing several small tribes of orcs and elves in the Biqier Mountains, Herbert almost felt that he was in the wrong plane. , did not reach the legendary plane of the dead.

In the distance was a big city, and Herbert estimated that there were at least hundreds of thousands of people living in it. When he walked here facing the rising sun, the excited Herbert was about to let ten thousand men rush in and start a killing spree. Just like before, these weak races were torn into pieces, and the undead creatures surged out of the suddenly opened city gate, causing Herbert to fall into a brief suffocation.

Skeletons, zombies, lichs, ghosts, bone beasts\

,"Seeing countless undead creatures approaching him quickly and silently, Herbert yelled to stop Erlang's charge. He felt a sharp space fluctuation in the city. He knew very well that if there wasn't a huge magic teleportation there, Array. Then someone is using large-scale space magic.

Could it be that this plane has been occupied by the undead? The person who injured the Lord Commander of Blood Ridge was a super-undead creature? Herbert was a little confused.

It was unwise to attack by force at this time. During Herbert's brief hesitation, at least tens of thousands of undead creatures appeared in his sight. The city gate was too small to pass easily. The undead creatures that could fly flew out directly, but they could not fly. Somehow, he climbed up the city wall and jumped out of the city like dumplings, even though his bones were broken, his legs were broken, and his hands were broken. Countless undead creatures were still walking or crawling towards them and stubbornly covered them.

Lord Commander. The situation is not good.

Herbert's henchman, for one. The demon hunter named Hunter dragged his huge tongue around his mouth and looked at the approaching undead army in fear. He retracted his tongue and said carefully in Herbert's ear: Why are there so many undead creatures?

How did I know that Herbert made several whistling sounds of different lengths, and the demon creatures that had originally launched an offensive posture quickly gathered around him.

Run or not? Herbert, who was used to being arrogant, couldn't bear to run away, so he hesitated for a moment. Feeling several powerful auras approaching, he hurriedly looked around.

Three gray shadows flew across the sky quickly, and in the blink of an eye they were hovering in the air not far from Herbert. They looked like diamond skulls, golden-haired zombies and a group of dark red phantom-like flaming ghosts.

One undead lord is enough for him. When he saw three of them appearing, Herbert cried out in agony, and the ferocious arrogance that had been killing everyone immediately disappeared.

If I had known better, I should have listened to that big guy in Dallas and didn't dare to take risks to improve. With the help of him and Odegu, I wouldn't have been able to deal with three strong men by myself. Herbert regretted that his intestines were almost green. The language barrier did not hinder him. Soul communication, he cheered up and tried to communicate with the golden-haired zombie among them.

Is this the plane of the undead? Or have you undead already ruled this plane?

There was no soul response, and Herbert, whose heart sank, still sent the same spiritual communication to the other two undead lords each, but there was still no response.

The undead creatures all over the mountains and plains were already pressing in front of them, but there were countless undead creatures swarming behind them one after another. Without formation, these densely packed and fearless undead army was enough to make Herbert's beating heart drop from his chest to his butthole.

As if sensing something, countless undead creatures on the ground and in the air looked toward the city behind. Herbert looked in the direction and saw several figures flying across the sky quickly towards this side.

The real owner has arrived. Herbert looked at it carefully, but he was already thinking about how to explain and communicate.

Killing, Herbert is definitely not willing to face it now.