Demon Lord

The camp in front of the mine was completely in chaos at this time.

The torches lit all around couldn’t provide any effective lighting, and the night-blind orcs could only see some fuzzy shadows when they tried to open their eyes wide. It was completely impossible to capture each other’s movements—from this point of view, they The state at this moment is similar to that of a sandbag, basically being hanged and beaten by these monsters.

Godard's mind was not slow, he loudly ordered his hands to go down and light the torches as much as possible, and quickly picked up one in his hand for lighting. Unexpectedly, the enemy rushed to those torches in the first place, spewed out a few puddles of liquid, and extinguished most of the flames in the blink of an eye.

Now the orc camp was completely plunged into darkness. The strong orcs were knocked down one by one as if they were blind. Together, this group of orcs seems to be in hell...

Come around! Gather the team!

Godard was completely helpless at the moment, he held a torch, picked up a long knife and hurriedly joined the battle group, but the weapon in his hand was extremely weak against this kind of enemy's carapace, and later he simply changed to a heavy mace , and then relied on the cover of his subordinates to smash the skulls of several monsters—however, his attack was simply not enough for the battle situation. As new enemies continued to emerge in the mine, the number of these guys may have already exceeded a hundred!

Damn scum!

Godard cursed, but seeing his soldiers being slaughtered, his heart was cold: Is it true that all of his troops are going to be here?

On the other side, the black-robed orc who originally commanded the attack of the undead just noticed the movement behind him. He heard the screams of the orcs, but he couldn't see what happened because of the darkness in the distance...

He instinctively felt that something was wrong, and immediately commanded a team of hundreds of undead to follow him towards the camp, but before he got close, seven or eight black shadows rushed towards him, instantly setting off a bloody storm!

In front of this kind of monster, the zombie is completely like delivering food. With its long claws, the severed limbs and arms fly into the sky. The face of the black-robed orc changed, and immediately released the Light of the Netherworld——

Pale light bloomed from the sky, reflecting the horror of the orc camp in his eyes, and when he saw the appearance of those monsters, the face of the black-robed orc, who was always full of confidence, finally changed drastically:

How can it be!?

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The ground that suddenly became restless caused the nobles to get up in a panic,

However, when they discovered the chaos in the orc camp in the distance, they all realized... this might not be a coincidence.

What... happened over there?

Sally asked this question for everyone, and as the ghost light bloomed, they saw a chaotic orc camp, but could not identify what caused this situation.

At this moment, Luo Di's face was finally no longer tense. He exhaled slowly, but said something irrelevant: Yesterday, you must have wondered why I stopped you from buying this mine, right?

Is this connected to what's happening now?

Sally looked into the distance in disbelief. As the second ghost light came on, the undead who had originally piled up behind the ramp also began to evacuate in large numbers...

This mine is not a treasure, but a hell. Rody nodded, Because there are at least three 'Dreadclaw' tribes inside the mountain.

Dreadclaw beast?!

Is there really such a thing?

The nobles exclaimed.

Rody looked into the distance, his face full of memories: As long as there are Dinoclaw beasts in the place where the 'Futhorium Mine' is produced, the total number of them may exceed 3,000. And the mine below us is estimated to have at least Four or five hundred.

His words made the nobles gasp - most of them have only heard the term dreadclaw in the stories of the bards: this kind of creature is only occasionally seen in the procession of exploring the treasure deep in the cave. Encounter, they hide in dark rock crevices, just waiting to strike the unsuspecting innocent...

However, most of the bard's stories rely on imagination and conjecture. The real Dreadclaw Beasts are far from being able to cope with ordinary teams. They live in groups, are bloodthirsty and warlike. Once they find their prey, they will fight endlessly. The only flaw It is because they are afraid of the sun and only dare to appear in the time period after midnight...

However, if they come out in groups, all creatures in the hunting range can only hope for luck.

So...Rowdy, you already knew about it?

Seeing Rody nodding, not only Sally, but also the nobles behind felt chills down their spines - before that, they all thought that Viscount Anru would definitely take care of Sally, but they knew it was a long time ago. A pit, just watching everyone jump down!

If this battle does not happen, I am afraid that not only Viscount Anru will lose everything, but everyone else will not be spared!

Reminiscent of the news of the disappearance of more than 300 miners, the nobles with a little quicker mind had a creepy feeling: the price paid for fighting against Rody is really unbearable for ordinary people, not only Viscount Anru, but now these orcs and The undead was also severely swayed by him!

Seeing these people standing still, Rody felt a little helpless inwardly—to put it bluntly, all of this was unavoidable.

He knew Dreadclaw Beast naturally because of the memory before rebirth. In that space-time trajectory, this rich thorium mine has a famous name since the day it was mined: death silver mine.

From the player's point of view, the entire Kern Mountains are a dungeon area of ​​the Death Silver Mine. All living things inside and outside the mine, only one camp on the entire mountain is safe...

And that camp is where Rody is currently.

In memory, this platform has become the only mission distribution center in this dungeon in 593 - digging deep trenches, stationing guards, and with the assistance of magicians, no matter how many direclaws there are, there is nothing they can do about this camp.

Then what do we do now? It... will they come here?

Catherine looked into the distance, and the screams of those orcs floated from a distance, making her voice tremble a little.

Yes, but don't worry about this. Rody turned his head and immediately ordered: All the magicians are in the front line. If there are direclaw beasts approaching, they will release the 'Holy Light' continuously, and do not use other spells to perform it. Attack, the voice control of the soldiers in the front row, don't shout.

Looking back, Rody said to his subordinates who had rested for more than six hours: Dragon Lancers, prepare for battle!

It's time to counterattack.

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It turned out to be a Dreadclaw Beast...

In the chaotic camp, the black-robed orc recognized these creatures at a glance. He cursed a few words in a low voice, but then he weighed the pros and cons in his heart: From the perspective of the undead, he didn't need to care about Godard at all. The life and death of this group of orcs, even if they all died here, it doesn't matter.

But from the strategic point of view of the Tasman Kingdom, Godard must survive. If he dies here, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

So he quickly made a decision: mobilize the zombies and turn to support the orcs.

But as the zombies rushed into the camp, the chaotic situation of the orcs didn't get better - the number of direclaws had exceeded 150, and there seemed to be more of the same kind rushing out in the mine, killing the beasts in front of them. All moving objects can't be stopped by strong orcs, not to mention fragile zombies...

A single Dreadclaw can easily sweep away ten zombies. Their carapaces are not afraid of biting at all, and the so-called corpse poison is difficult to work in a short period of time... Zombies are like shredded paper being crushed by more and more terrorists. The clawed beast shredded - the so-called support seemed to be of no avail at all.

For the first time, the black-robed orc showed an angry expression, but this emotion was fleeting - the next moment, he pulled out the bone wand, and quickly cast one after another necromancy spells.

The ghost light illuminated the sky again, but the duration was much longer than before. The orcs finally got rid of the night blindness state with the help of the light, and quickly moved towards Godard's direction and fought back. And as the incantation sounded, the black-robed orc raised his hand and tore apart the nearby zombies with spells, forming a bone wall more than 30 meters long and four meters high with numerous bones and limbs in an instant. !

Ordinary necromancers can't do this at all, but this black-robed orc released it twice in a row: he destroyed the bodies of more than 300 zombies, and in a bloody scene, he insisted on protecting the sides of the orc troops with bone walls. Get up—those Dreadclaw beasts tried to break through these bone walls, but their strength was useless except for breaking some stubbles, so they had no choice but to choose a detour.

In this way, the pressure on the orcs was greatly reduced, and they finally began to have the strength to integrate and counterattack.

However, the spirit of the undead army was also greatly injured by these two spellcastings, and all the zombies that had just been replenished became raw materials. If the mage wanted to continue to rescue the siege, the mage had to mobilize more troops that had originally surrounded Rody to support him.

He looked back into the distance, and saw that the human troops on the platform ramp were still desperately resisting the impact of the zombies, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

Reducing the pressure on the ramp at this point...should be no problem.

Thinking of this, the black-robed orc immediately raised his hand and released a Bone Spear Technique at the charging Dreadclaw. The opponent's throat was pierced and fell to the ground. After three seconds, he stood up staggeringly, and said Under the effect of Necromancer Control, he waved his giant claws at the same kind...

As the black-robed orcs chanted the spell, necromancers began to revive the dead Dreadclaw beasts on the battlefield. With their joining, the severely injured orcs finally regained their stability under the cover of two bone walls. Stand still.

However, in just half an hour, the orcs had nearly 300 casualties. Today, there are only about 120 orcs left with fighting power under the protection of the bone wall!

The undead army was also severely damaged. In addition to the more than 200 zombies still blocking the humans, less than half of the thousands of zombies that temporarily supported the camp were left... and they were still being quickly hacked and killed by the remaining Dinoclaw beasts.

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The title of the chapter pays tribute to the gold mine of death. I remember that when I downloaded a dungeon with a group of people in an Internet cafe, walked through the winding mine road, and saw the big ship where Van Cleef was on, it was really shocking.

Thanks to Hongye and Brandy for their concern, after writing the book for a long time, I did start to have minor physical problems. After much deliberation, I decided not to squeeze myself, and went for a run at night. Wechat has added a lot of starting point masters. It is quite scary to see them occasionally mentioning their occupational diseases. Don’t look at many writers who are not yet thirty, but many of them are really in poor health, but they want to exercise and are dragged down by updates. There is no time, it is true that every industry has unspeakable suffering.