Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"This is the Saint-Chanzale Mountains... Just pass through and you can return to our hometown, the Crurode Desert!"

In the cold wind mixed with frost and snow, the shivering ogre said repeatedly.

What the cold wind couldn't stop was the excitement in his words. He surpassed all the obstacles in the mage's domain and felt that he was close to his hometown, and the heart of the ogre king was also excited.

After being defeated and captured, sold to a wizard, and exiled to a different plane, the ogre king thought he would never return to his hometown, but he did not expect to achieve his wish at this moment.

As the highest snow-capped mountain in Bracada, the temperature near the Saint-Chanzell Mountains is terribly low, even rough-skinned savages can't stand it at this moment.

When escaping from the prison, the ogre king only wore a single coat. The savage creatures always don’t care about their outfits. They only need to wrap a few pieces of animal skins to survive the cold winter, but on the icy snow-capped mountains. , The ogre finally couldn't stand it anymore.

If it weren't for feeling that his hometown is right ahead, and after becoming a member of the Legion, he has more tolerance for the cold, I am afraid that the ogre king at this moment has already fallen headlong in the snow.

"Hold on, we will be able to return to our hometown immediately, where we have everything we know, our people, friends, and enemies."

Beside him, the blue-skinned barbarian hero comforted, and said in a deep voice, as if he was recalling something, his eyes became sharp.

York, who lived in Bracada since he was a child, has half the blood of the gods and monsters in his body, and he is not afraid of the cold on the snow-capped mountains.

Looking at the tormented by the cold, every step is like an ogre with great effort, York is a little unbearable. If he can use water-repellent thaumatism, he may be able to resist the cold with the effects of magic, but he has already I swear that no magic will be used in the future. Secondly, the important things carried by the Ogre Lord also make him unable to be affected by any spells.

With the help of this important thing, York can no longer remember how many times they have avoided the mage's probing. Those mages who can only use magic don't understand the essentials of exploration at all. As long as magic fails to give useful information, they will not doubt anything at all.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a cold breath. He patted the ogre on the back. He only hoped that the ogre would feel better. As long as he could hold on for a while, he climbed over the coldest snow-capped mountains and stepped into Crullod’s land. The situation will get better.

If it were replaced by other creatures, like the ogre, walking barefoot on the snow-capped mountains, I’m afraid that it won’t be long before the toes will freeze due to poor flesh and blood, and there are only savage creatures like the ogre with strong vitality. In order to keep moving forward, it will not even leave much sequelae.

When traveling on the snow-capped mountains, the ogre doesn’t need to think too much, just stick to it, and York on the side will completely erase the footprints left by the two of them, trying to avoid leaving a trace of them. Those thoughtful wizards found anomalies.

Relying on York's caution, along the way, the journey of the two can be said to have been surprising and risky. Although the footprints can be erased, the smell on the ogre is not so easy to cover up. For the most dangerous time, the mage who raised the snow wolf had clearly come by the two buried in the snow, but in the end he couldn't. Find them out and just pass by.

"Hi...his..."

"What's that sound?"

The subtle sound coming from the ear attracted the attention of the ogre king. His experience on the tragic battlefield and the experience of tumbling and rolling in the Colosseum made him extremely sensitive to abnormalities, and it didn’t hurt. The ordinary voice was so harsh in the ears of the ogre.

After discovering the abnormality, the momentum of the ogre king suddenly changed. The body that was trembling and about to be frozen shook suddenly, exploding like a beast out of its cage, and the muscles all over his body were bulging up and he wanted to move forward. Rushed towards the enemy's position.

On the way, the two of them did not always hide. When faced with a situation where they had to take action, they would preemptively solve the mage who found them to prevent themselves from being exposed.

"Don't be impulsive... that's the same breath as us..."

York was undoubtedly more cautious. At this moment, he seemed to have discovered something, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the ogre king who was ready to go.

After York's obstruction, the ogre lord moved to a halt, and then revealed an unexpected look. Along the way, the more sensitive hero York provided a lot of accurate information, and the ogre did not doubt what he said.

"The same breath as us? You mean..."

Just as the ogre king wanted to say something, his body fell on the ground at York's sign.

Under the cover of the wind and snow, the huge ogre is not so eye-catching, coupled with the remains of the hero on his body, helping him to isolate all spell detection, making him even more difficult to detect.

Listening to the ogre king’s questioning, York didn’t say much, but nodded affirmatively. The knowledge he learned in Bracada was not forgotten by him. In his perception, it was the breath of undead creatures. .

Under the gaze of the two savage creatures, a cold light flashed in front of them, and the smoothly polished swords were telling their existence in this way.

"what is that?"

The one holding the sharp blade is a human-headed snake-body monster with six arms. Badu stared at this scene blankly, and muttered.

"Snake girl, or naga... and also an undead creature..." Unlike the ogre king, York recognized the origin of the creature at a glance.

Looking behind the Naga, he could faintly see more icy cold lights that were exactly the same, which also made the hearts of the two savage creatures condensed.

"How can a group of naga be blocked on the road back to the Crullod Desert?" Badu asked breathlessly, his words full of unwillingness, his hometown is right in front of him, he just needs to turn over the snow-capped mountains in front of him. , Can return to the homeland, but this last way is blocked by a group of naga.

"Don't worry, the owner anticipated that an accident might happen in advance, and arranged in advance for members of the legion to protect us in secret, have you forgotten?" York seemed to have thought of something, and proactively said.

Listening to York's words, the ogre king's eyes lit up. At this moment, he also thought of the protector in York's mouth, the powerful Scarlet Mage.

"Let me call him, it's time to use his power."

Before Badu could answer, York took out the sharp bony knives from his arms, and then cut the palm of his left hand.

According to their previous agreement with the Scarlet Mage, once they encountered an enemy they couldn't deal with, as long as they spilled blood, the Scarlet Mage would find a way to help them get out of their predicament. This is what York did at this time.

As time passed, the savage creatures only felt that the waiting time was so long, and after a long wait, the guardian who should have appeared still disappeared.

"Damn it, I know that the mage's words are untrustworthy. The scarlet mage must have deceived us. After I see him next time, he will definitely make him look good!"

As if thinking of something, Badu showed an angry look. Rather than reporting the matter to his master and letting the master decide the matter, he hoped to use his own power to leave a profound lesson to the Scarlet Mage.

"Maybe he had an accident..." York thought more about it. Thinking back to the Scarlet Mage, York didn't think he deliberately disobeyed his master's orders and deceived other members of the legion. York was more willing to believe him. What accident happened over there.

In the wind and snow, the wound on York's palm had already solidified. If he hadn't put his palm down, a blood-colored cone of ice would even freeze under his palm.

Just as the two savage creatures were discussing, the Naga in front seemed to feel something, poked her head out and sniffed lightly around.

As a creature that makes wizards feel tricky, the naga have powerful biological instincts, and the extra arms on their bodies are not decorations. At this moment, the guards of the Naga at the outermost periphery, from the subtle differences contained in the cold wind, noticed the breath of blood flowing out of York.

After discovering this, the pupils in the Naga Guard's eyes shrank into an inverted triangle, revealing the beauty that once had a human, but now it looks like a corpse. She spit out a bifurcated letter from her mouth, beckoned, and then called several naga with only arms, and pointed to the wind and snow in the distance. The Naga who was recruited by her immediately took the order and searched with a weapon.

"No... they found us!"

York's complexion changed. He didn't expect that the act of cutting his palms did not bring them reinforcements from his side, but instead caused the enemy's awareness.

"Your wound." For this kind of thing, the ogre is undoubtedly more experienced, and he quickly judged that the enemy is judging the position by the breath of blood, and he immediately tore off the corner of the animal skin he was wearing, and used it to hold it firmly. Wraps York's palm tightly.

The environment of heavy snow and wind also provided some convenience for the actions of savage creatures. If it weren't for the poor vision nearby, and the severe wind and snow hindered the spread of odors, they might have been discovered by the enemy long ago.

"We will retreat temporarily, report the news here to the master, and then make a decision." Soon, York made the most appropriate decision at the moment. From a distance, the number of naga has exceeded a few hundred. Counting, just the quantity seen in front of him, has exceeded York's imagination, and there must be more hidden in the place he can't detect it.

Relying on his own strength alone, York could not be blocked by the Naga anyhow, and the ogres beside him passed through the Saint Chanzel Mountains where the undead Naga was entrenched, only one step away from the Crurode Desert. , The request for support is undoubtedly imperative.