Knight with Wand

Kantadar Kingdom, Shannan Territory.

In the hinterland of Abel's principality, the gloomy dark clouds that were approaching were extremely low, as if they were about to swallow up the fortress where the duke resided.

After dragging heavy steps into the castle's conference room, and pushing away the attendants and servants, Abel sat alone on the large but cold chair, holding his forehead and frowning.

This hall, where many southern nobles and leaders had sat together to discuss important matters not long ago, seemed particularly deserted at the moment.

Since he led tens of thousands of defeated troops out of the Kingdom of Usator and returned to the south, those Urians were the first to leave.

Then came the scattered, other southern nobles who had suffered heavy losses.

Even the highly prestigious dragon slayer Valensis was seriously injured in the battle. The failure of his march to the royal city to seize the throne made the noble lords who chose to follow him panic, and they all made their own plans again.

Abel knew in his heart that he had lost his temper over this matter. Now he only had less than 20,000 Eastern Expeditionary Force left in his hands. Even if he added the lords who could join him from the principality and join him, he could only continue A miscellaneous army of 10,000 troops was recruited. With these troops, let alone taking over the royal city and killing that bastard Kasuo, even if they wanted to break into the Usato Territory, they would be taking great risks.

If only those damn Orlanders hadn't been so nosy!

Clenching his fists, Abel took a long time to endure the anger of failure.

What to do next?

Maintain the status quo?

Although his status in the principality and Shannan Territory is temporarily unshakable, over time, the nobles under his command will definitely gradually waver.

If that kid Ka Suo is smart enough to directly pardon the rebellious lord with a wave of his hand, how many people will choose to betray him in the future?

Otherwise, if you don't stop doing both, you will be crowned king of the principality right away?

Announced that Ka Suo colluded with the Northern Kingdom to enter the customs and was a treasonous pseudo-king?

Abel was still hesitating in thinking about the countermeasures.

At this time, in the corridor outside, a guard hurried to the door, knocked on the door urgently, and reported loudly: "Your Majesty the Duke, Shannan has sent military information from the northern border, and found a large number of... a large number of what... Undead, an army of corpses. The army of the living dead is coming towards the principality!"

The Duke turned to look at the door in surprise.

"Undead? What kind of mess?"

He paused in his words, and then slowly recalled the requests for help and warnings from the envoys from the "Sobonits Territory" in the eastern part of the kingdom not long ago.

The tavern in the city where the Duke resides is filled with a strong smell of alcohol. In a dark corner, Mamel is sitting alone against the wall with a sad face.

The wine glass in front of him was several times empty.

Previously, his wife had paid all the wealth accumulated in the family over the years to redeem herself from being captured by the Orlanders. Now, the manor territory inherited from generations has become impoverished.

He was seriously injured by the girl with superb swordsmanship, and was imprisoned in the cellar for so long without receiving any treatment. It was only recently that the injury to his thigh was almost healed with the help of the witch doctor in his hometown.

But this also made him owe a lot of money to the witch doctor.

Mamel was full of regret at this moment. While recovering from his injuries, he failed to catch up with Duke Abel's march into Usator.

Although I heard that the rebellious battle to seize power failed, the Duke is not a king, and the knight does not need to serve for free. If he can participate in the battle, he can get a day's salary even if he paddles for a day.

It's better now. The war is gone and the opportunity to make money is gone.

Mamuel sighed and looked out the window, wondering whether to go back to his dilapidated hometown or go further west to find another way out. He couldn't become a robber.

Just as he was deep in thought, he saw his old friend hurrying into the tavern and caught sight of him.

The friend walked over quickly, patted Mamuel on the shoulder, and said urgently: "Don't be in a daze! I just received the Duke's assembly order, follow me to the military camp to report, maybe there is still a battle to be fought!"

Mam'er was stunned for a moment, and then a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

The sudden news was like a ray of light in the darkness. He stood up suddenly and drank the remaining wine in the glass, regaining his strength.

As a decorated knight and recommended by acquaintances, Mamuel naturally easily joined the Duke's army.

The army quickly set off and marched toward the north of Shannan Ling in a mighty manner.

Thousands of troops marched along the road, and within one day they reached the fortress built by the duke on the border of the territory.

Following the army into the city guarding the mountain col, Maml and many lords and knights under the duke climbed onto the city wall.

When he looked far into the distance, the sight in front of him made his blood slowly freeze.

In the sky, ominous clouds were coming, as if they were about to cover the entire world.

Under the clouds, there is an endless black ocean, and countless decaying bodies are slowly surging, lingering on the edge of the clouds.

Hundreds of kilometers away.

Eastern Usato Mountains.

The Kantadar guard who was loyal to the new king Kasuo and stationed at the mountain pass east of Usator, supported the battlements and looked at the terrible doomsday scene at the foot of the mountain on the towering fortress wall.

The impregnable Shanguan Fortress had just recently blocked Abel's tens of thousands of rebels for Usato, forcing the enemy to take a detour.

But now.

Shrouded in this dark cloud, the walking dead are spreading to the horizon with no end in sight. How many are there?

One hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand? Three hundred thousand?

Or more?

Relying on the altitude of the mountain, the guard was stunned as he surveyed the open plains. He was not ignorant of soldiers, but he still could not estimate the specific number in the terrifying scene before him.

On the deadly night land, hundreds of thousands of zombies transformed from the people of eastern Kantadar slowly crawled in the gray light and shadow, and the resentful souls were restless in their bodies, full of desire for the flesh and blood of living things.

However, they could only follow their instincts in life, listen to the will of the corpse ghost lords and corpse witches riding on skeleton war horses, and wait for the orders of high-level undead.

In the sky, corpse demons, giant bat ghosts, and undead knights riding undead lion scorpions soared freely, shuttling through the clouds, like ghosts, terrifying.

In the boundless sea of ​​corpses, tens of thousands of corpse ghost soldiers and undead knights lined up in neat rows, holding high the broken battle flags that symbolized their identities in life, as if they were still loyally guarding the royal court of Kantadar.

In the center of this terrifying undead army, three huge undead generals, riding on undead lion scorpions, nightmare beasts, and giant bat ghosts, led the death knights on black armored corpse horses to escort Aviut, who was sitting on the undead chariot and had turned into the corpse ghost lord.

The Flesh and Blood Royal Court slowly moved along the avenue and finally came to a giant wasteland at the foot of Mount Usato.

This is a place known to every Usato and Sobonitz people, and even every Kantadar people.

Decades ago, "Leidwin II" sent troops to invade Kantadar and arrived at the foot of Mount Usato. The flying dragon ridden by King Orland was killed here by the great knight Valensis.

This big tomb was built to carry the glory and splendor of the kingdom in the past and to commemorate the feat of slaying the dragon.

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The chariot king pulled by several skeleton war horses stopped in front of the dragon-slaying statue of the great knight Valensis.

A large number of zombies were controlled by the corpse witches, moving in an orderly manner, slowly sending the flesh and blood corpses on the surrounding large corpse transport vehicles into the tomb.

Not long after, several corpse witches rode forward, chanting spells, and controlling the vengeful spirits swimming on the surrounding soul bell carts to fly into the dragon tomb.

As they chanted, the evil magic power seeped into the underworld like a surging tide.

The earth shook.

The dragon tomb gradually trembled violently.

——Huh! !

A dark green terrifying dragon breath penetrated the land from the inside out.

Accompanied by bursts of roars of collapse, a huge black shadow forcefully broke through the collapsed bricks and rubble.

An undead flying dragon with only a little flesh and blood on its body spread its broken dragon wings and climbed out of the tomb from the pit.

Its huge body regenerated under the effect of magic, and the corpse was covered with bone thorns and naked flesh and blood. The originally broken body was tightly pieced together with a green glow.

——Roar!!!

The terrifying dragon roar roared out from the open mouth of the skeleton dragon head, threatening the ants around it that made it extremely irritated.

The corpse wizards were not afraid.

The Kantadar wizards who turned into the dead quickly waved their bone staffs and activated the soul bells, releasing soul chains, tightly binding the irritable skeleton dragon.

Aviut stood up and pulled out the fear magic blade emitting strange black mist from his waist.

His body, which was several times larger than when he was alive, stepped down from the king's carriage step by step. The battle robe made of wolf skin and human skin was dragged on the ground. The dry ghost fire eyes stared at the undead dragon and walked forward slowly.

The struggling skeleton dragon swung its long neck, trying to break free from the magic shackles. The taut illusory chains almost broke the soul car that was dragged over.

However, Aviut, who came to the corpse dragon, waved slightly with undiminished majesty.

Boom!!!

The soul pressure that poured into the dragon soul out of thin air crushed the dragon's body to the ground.

The smoke and dust shook, and Avilut raised the magic blade and stabbed it into the chest of the skeleton dragon.

The evil blade given by the devil released an unstoppable force, and the black mist was injected into the soul, and the resistance of the undead dragon became weaker and weaker.

After successfully enslaving the soul of the giant beast, the corpse demon king stepped on the back of the death dragon.

The majestic wind was fanned by the undead beast, and the broken dragon wings, carrying the dragon body and Avilut on its back, rose into the sky.

The corpse demon king pointed the magic blade far to the south,

and the undead dragon obeyed the order, swept over the Usato Peak and the countless undead below, and flew towards the south of the mountain.

Avilut's remaining consciousness, from the memories of the dead killed along the way to conquer the East, knew about the rebellious behavior of his half brother.

The malice grew in the Lord's mind, and he vowed to implant fear into the soul of this despicable man.

In order to regain control of the land of Kantardar, he decided to start with the traitorous Aberle, and then regain his kingdom.

On the land.

The ocean of death surged with a roar.