Chapter 60 Ghost Dragon

Leo walked to the entrance of the cave, climbed up the rock used as a sentry, and suddenly found something different from before entering the cave - some fighting sounds with the wind, as well as a bloody smell.

Leo stood up and looked far away. There were some red hot spots in the distance doing some irregular movements, but they generally maintained a circle, and in the middle were countless red dots gathered together.

That should be a battle. The movements of all living objects can be found under Leo's night eyes, and the only thermal energy that cannot be seen is immortal life. Now it is estimated that a team has entered the realm of immortality, triggering this war.

He didn't take any action, just estimated the distance. Since the war will not burn to you, there is no need to worry. The smell of blood is getting stronger and fewer, and the red spots are getting less and fewer. Without using night eyes, Leo found that there were many dead spirits dragging long black shadows to the battlefield. Within sight, there were also many skeletons and zombies on the ground, rushing over.

When the outer circle was broken through, a few red dots broke out with strong elemental fluctuations. A burst of strong light appeared from the air and fell down like raindrops, illuminating the whole area like daylight.

Zack and Garlock woke up in an instant and rushed out of the cave, just to see Leo quietly retreating.

"What happened?" Zach asked at the first time.

"We must leave immediately. It's not safe here," Leo explained, and began to randomly put things on the ground into the space ring: "I don't know who fought with the undead. It's still a little far from here, and it's just ordinary low-level undead - but now, they used the holy light. Magic! If you guess wrong, a senior undead will come soon. At that time, we can't leave even if we want to!" By the way, he shouted at Bosk, who sat up with sleepy eyes: "Get up quickly! The dead are coming!"

Bosk got up quickly and rushed out as soon as he picked up his wand.

Zack reached out and grabbed him and asked nervously, "How far are they from here?" In that direction?"

Leo put a few leather blankets into the ring and did not look up: "Southeast, it's estimated to be three and a half miles!" He took a look at the traps around him and pulled out two knives: "Let's prepare the traps so that you can leave some surprises!" He took out a big leather bag and handed it to Zach.

Zack untied the skin and spilled the blood inside.

After everything was done, he whispered, "Or will you lead the team and I will finally - let's go north?"

Leo nodded, walked to the mouth of the cave, stretched out his head from behind a rock and looked around, then turned around and whispered, "It's safer nearby. Let's leave as soon as possible - you take care of Garlock!"

Bosk released an agility on himself, nodded, and released another one on Garlock.

Leo pulled out two knives and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The team filed out and followed Leo to the north.

They escaped from the area of the undead gathering area without any trouble, because all the undead ran in the direction of **. When they ran into the darkness of the open tundra, Leo turned to the southeast and accelerated through the corrupt plain, wholeheartedly completing the last key part of the reconnaissance and sneak attack plan. He knew that this battle had happened, and the vigilance of the ghost emperor would be greatly improved. He must find the ghost emperor as soon as possible and find out whether the plan could be implemented.

The sound of the battle soon disappeared, and only the occasional flash of light in the sky told people that the battle was still going on.

It may be the Storm Harp Mercenary Guild or other adventurers, but whoever will perish in this battle - the number of dead spirits is too large. On the road, the team has seen high-level undead such as lichs and sucking monsters and mummies running in groups more than once.

After a long trek, the team found another habitat. They hid in the depths of the surface, detected the surrounding environment, and planned to capture a single high-level undead to inquire about the news.

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The undead are not without a city, and the least ghost emperor has established their own city. The castle in the night has magnificent exterior walls and straight towers, and the bright ghost fire flows freely, rendering the city charming and strange.

Two more tribes joined his expanding team. Several undead legions of different ethnic groups are covered with the plateau where the castle is located: chain hatred, heart-grabbing demons, decaying corpses, and many other races come to honor him as the master.

But he is not satisfied. He needs a strong leader. After many failures, as a new ghost emperor, he clearly knows the reason for his predecessor's failure. The team does not have a strong leader to lead, which has led to the destruction of successive legions.

This ghost emperor came to Casablanca, the vampire marquis, a high-dead aristocrat. After he became one of the seven immortal kings of the undead world, he still did not get rid of his predecessor's critical: he tried to maintain a huge magic gate through life sacrifices and transported his army to the material world to capture life. Angry, and then use anger to create a higher army to occupy a larger territory of the undead world and transport troops again... - Everything is a cycle. If successful, it must reach the unification of the undead world and the material world at the same time, and all of them will become the paradise of the dead.

Here, we must sadly admit that the conclusion obtained by the great swordsman Brekasi who gave countless lives is wrong!

And now, the new ghost emperor has transmitted himself to the mountains of Karas - although half of his power has been lost, as long as he absorbs enough energy, he can recover.

This is a gamble. Vampire Marquis Casablanca is not afraid of gambling. He studied previous failures and prepared a perfect solution.

He is now sitting in the magic array, staring at the flame on the copper basin, which is regarded as the door to the call of the undead.

Irby, this powerful dead-winged ghost dragon vaguely heard its name from another world in the distance. If it is normal, the giant beast will ignore such a weak call that the summoner does not have enough power to drive the demon to be obedient.

But Urbi was very happy to hear this doomed cry. Not long ago, he felt a wave of energy in the material world, and he believed that this would be the pursuit process he began ten thousand years ago. The ghost dragon has been waiting impatiently recently. It is eager for a wizard to open the way for it so that it can come to the material world to look for it.

The young ghost emperor felt attracted by the hypnotic dance of copper flames. The four flames gathered into the only flame, like a candle dozens of times larger, swaying back and forth mockingly.