Something's wrong with my undead

Deathclaw Mountains.

When Melvin Cummings arrived here with his guards, two moons were hanging high in the sky and everything was silent.

"Sir, the activity of the spirits here has increased compared to that of Urune City, and we can faintly feel that our magic is being suppressed."

A subordinate holding a silver metal instrument reported.

"It seems that something unexpected happened to McCalla. We underestimated these country bumpkins."

Melvin looked toward the northern sky, a hint of cat-and-mouse teasing in his lavender eyes.

In addition to repairing the magic network communication stations along the way, she was also responsible for connecting with the traitors stationed in the dwarf world.

The work was carried out in an orderly manner before arriving at Longyan City.

But after arriving in Longyan City and meeting that damn Ian Hodel, many things started to go wrong.

They first discovered that the people on the list had either died or been arrested, and there were almost no people left.

Then, the strategic resource that the Lion King valued most - the Blue Falcon Eye Stone on Eagle Eye Peak - was completely out of their control.

The people stationed there were said to have been buried in an unprecedented explosion and their whereabouts are still unknown.

But the mine was clearly infiltrated by them like a sieve, half of them were insiders, and the other half were villains who could be used at any time. Such a sure-fire base of traitors actually had all the insiders buried in a swarm during an outrageous mining trip. Who would believe this if it were told to others! ?

Melvin locked onto Ian Hoddle immediately, not only because he was the only one who could do that, but also because there was an uncomfortable aura about him.

The wizard's spells are mainly based on enslaving spirits, which is a "degraded version" of necromancy.

People like Ian, who have clear souls, are born "liberators" of the spirit. Therefore, he looks at Melvin with uncontrollable hostility, and his aura will also resist the other party.

But this can also be understood as the resistance of the believers of Mother Earth to the non-believers like the mage, so Melvin did not think too deeply about it, but simply thought that there was something wrong with the other party.

After all, judging from the information William provided, the other party was involved in this incredible joint business activity among the three tribes, which was weird everywhere.

In addition, people around Ian privately stated that he had brought a lot of people north, which inevitably made Melvin think of McCalla.

Others may not know McCala's secret, but she knows it very well.

...

"Sir, shall we continue this trip?" asked the subordinate.

"The plan remains unchanged. It's never too late to deal with that Konu man. We just have to make sure he doesn't find out before then."

Melvin chuckled and then looked at the hole in front of him:

"Let's go, everyone be careful, the purpose of this trip is to confirm that the things in here are still there."

"Yes, my lord."

The five people entered the cave along the route that Heine and his team had taken.

Except for Melvin, the other four took out their short magic wands and waved them lightly. Two uniquely shaped silver metal brackets flew out from the backpacks behind them.

They looked like silver spheres, but were split in the middle, revealing jewel-like eyes.

A soft white light enveloped the metal, and a total of eight beetle-like flying vehicles circled around the five people.

Suddenly, the alarm beeped.

"Illusion fluctuations have been detected. Should we continue to go deeper?" asked a subordinate.

"continue."

As Melvin spoke, the runes on his robes lit up, causing a magical counter-circle to appear beneath the feet of everyone present, moving with their footsteps.

The bracelets and arm guards of other people also lit up, and diamond-shaped transparent stand shields with reflective effects flashed and quickly disappeared into the air.

Even the flying beetle machine would occasionally spray out a mist of water, like secretions squeezed out of its abdomen.

This is a refined sobriety potion, a physical means of keeping a mage awake.

Armed to the teeth, the group cautiously continued to move deeper, gradually stepping into the gray fog.

Their protection is very professional and their equipment is top-notch.

But like the team not long ago, they were not prepared for the enemy's blessing.

The biggest difference between buffs and debuffs is that one is necessarily associated with granting, while the other is necessarily associated with plundering.

Such a strong purpose will be written into the structure of the technique in advance, and then sensed by the protective technique for screening.

So, of course, they were engulfed by the gray fog.

Then all the lights dimmed, the magic circles and positions disappeared together, only the aircraft circled tirelessly, spraying potions.

With a few bangs, the flying machinery was hit by the stone and exploded directly, falling to the ground with a rustling sound.

"You are really extremely careful."

Anahui walked out of the fog muttering quietly.

"Is this the weapon of the Veritas people? It's really so sophisticated and terrifying."

Following behind her was Heine, who was now dispelling the gray fog and looking at the five people in front of him with dazed eyes.

Just like my aunt and the others who fell into the dream that day, they were slowly moving towards the center of the magic circle.

However, this time, what was waiting for them in the central area was no longer the Mad King, but the Sheep Catcher.

Huihui: "Haven't you seen it before? Before Collins was exposed, they were accompanied by many well-equipped battle mages."

"That's different."

Heine shook his head and looked at Melvin.

"She is a seventh-level wizard and the owner of Oprey Company. She is a terrifying woman who possesses both wealth and power. Every piece of equipment she wears is undoubtedly the crystallization of Veritas's technology."

Huihui then remembered that her leader was a real country bumpkin, and for him to see this thing was no less exciting than for a kid from the mountains to see the sea for the first time.

She said quickly, "Let's go first. It's enough to shoot down these machines. After all, this is a repaired magic circle, and it may not have the same strong shielding effect as before. It would be bad if she noticed our approach and woke up early."

"Good."

Heine took one last look at Melvin and left reluctantly.

At this moment, many totems and shining magic circles were inserted in a regular pattern on the ground that was originally flattened by Solace and then dug up by Ian and his aunt.

Those were the efforts made by the Macara people to restore the illusion.

Heine really spent a lot of money to improve the gaming experience of the Veritas people.

Where the chains that originally bound the Mad King were, the pair of green eyes were gone, and instead there was a stone heart bound by chains.

Zhuoyang was sitting on the ground, his soul fire dim, and it was obvious that he was having fun in the other world here.

...

In fantasy.

The violent Urumont is a stone figure with black evil fire coming out of it.

But at this moment it is very well behaved.

Because next to it, there is an armored skeleton with a black glow deeper than its own, and an aura more evil than its own.

It also felt a familiar fluctuation from the other party - one of the five monsters that had imprisoned it not long ago.

And it's the one that hits it the most times.

"What kind of crazy rule is this dream? Can Ashbringer Potion be stacked?"

Looking at the aura surrounding him, Zhuoyang couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The Ashbringer Potion is not a combat potion, but a fun potion.

The Ashbringer is not some combat hero, but a terrifying pyromancer who can set the kitchen on fire no matter what he cooks.

After being used as material for several publications in the "Laugh Out Loud" column, the wizard became indignant and researched and developed this potion. He personally brought the potion to the editorial department and had a fight with the editors.

This thing can make anyone look like they just crawled out of a pile of coals.

In the game, you can add black smoke to the holy light, which looks like sulfur flames.

The black fire on Zhuoyang's body at this moment is the effect of stacking 10 bottles.

Now, with his helmet taken off, his black soul fire emitting thick smoke and his body burnt to the point of sounding like something from hell, he had absolutely nothing to do with the Holy Light.

When he was ready, he looked towards Urumont.

"Next, we are going to break into other people's dreams. My identity is 'Mad King Dickatula', and you are my servant. Do you understand?"