The attack on Rizhao City was not as severe as imagined. The city walls were intact, and although the gates were closed, it did not come under fierce attack. The city Lord, Ero, was a somewhat famous general of Berudandi. The Rizhao Wasteland is not suitable for farming, and there is a great deal of sandstorm and a large number of monsters in the fields, and it is not suitable for transportation. The daily supplies of Rizhao City are handled by the Night Eagle Squadra in the air, so even if it is besieged for a long time, there will be no impact on daily life.
As for the two women who led the troops this time, Ailuo seemed very disdainful, but had to cooperate because of the imperial order. It is undeniable that on these successive continents, whether in Berudendi or any other country, only Venier advocated for gender equality; in all other countries, there was a preference for boys over girls, especially in Berudendi, where women were almost measured as bargaining chips.
"My Lord!" Huang Yueqing was stopped on the city tower and turned to see Kevin, the necromancer, who was with LAN.
"What's the matter?" Huang Yueqing asked. It was her inspection time. No one would disturb her except LAN when there was no urgent matter.
"It was High Priest LAN who asked me to inform you to go to the council hall for a meeting." Kevin said timidly, though there was only a woman in front of him, but in his opinion, this woman could put no less pressure on him than when he faced the chief of the Undead tribe.
"I see." " With the tip of his foot, Huang Yueqing leapt out into the air, and with a few rises and falls, he reached the council hall.
Kevin hurriedly used his floating spell to catch up. By the time he reached the council hall, everyone was already waiting for him. He probably knew the content of the meeting, LAN wanted him to introduce the current situation of the Undead and who he would have to face, but when he actually saw that the seats were full of leaders, He still had the feeling that if he said something wrong, he would be devoured alive.
Generally speaking, to become a qualified necromancer, one needs to sign a contract with the ancient deity Moloch. The one who signs a contract with Moloch will become a necromancer, and the one with the heart of "obtaining great power at all costs" will become a necromancer. Those who have the desire to help others and simply need enough power to deal with the current situation will become priests of life.
However, since the transformation among the deities 200 years ago, the ancient deities have not sent down oracles, nor have they made contracts with anyone, including Lilith himself, who is still the god of the Lilith Eye and one of the ancient deities, who no longer cares about the world.
"I don't know much either," Kevin said in a small voice, and when he said "much," it was almost inaudible, and he became even more timid in the face of the dissatisfaction of the leaders, chieftain, and general who were used to Shouting loudly.
"Don't worry, just say what you know." The Pope said that, given that everyone has faith and that the God of Light is currently the chief of the gods, the Pope temporarily acts as the organizer of the meeting.
"Yes." Kevin replied in a low voice, seeing LAN, who smiled gently at him, and nodding encouracingly, finally relaxed a little, "The hierarchy of the Undead is very strict. Apart from Moloch, which we worship, the supreme ruler of the Undead is Clark, the first undead Priest. Nominally, the six undead priests of the Undead are equal, but in terms of strength, Even if the other five priests join forces, they won't be able to outdo the first priest."
"The six undead priests are all covenants of the ancient deity Moloch. The first priest is the covenant of time, the fourth is the covenant of power, and the other four are the covenants of death. Below the priests are the mages. There are seventy-nine undead mages, including me, divided into three levels. I belong to the lowest level, the third level, which is mainly responsible for communication. There are nine of them. The second level is responsible for commanding battles and charges, and the first level is called the creator of the undead.
"The gap in power is probably..." As if I had thought for a moment, "With my strength, when my souls are abundant, I can probably summon a hundred-man group of skeletons, and at level two, a mage can control two hundred thousand undead soldiers of comparable combat power, which is roughly equivalent to a million skeleton soldiers, and Level one can control undead soldiers of twice the same combat power as a Level two mage, And I can keep making..."
An endless supply of production, that's the most terrifying part.
"To summon a skeleton and make it move, you need to capture a soul and make it obey your command so that you can control the skeleton soldier. Generally, necromancers use different magical items to store souls, and when the soul is placed in the skeleton, it appears in the form of soul fire and is hard to capture after being broken up. At least level 2 and Level 3 necromancers are not capable of catching them, and Level 1 necromancers can catch them, but only with a one-tenth chance. After being broken up, the soul fire will become an unconscious individual and flow directly into the underworld, because the gates of the underworld are not open, we cannot make only the souls there."
"That is to say, each time we eliminate the dead, the power you can control will be reduced a little." "Lanlan concluded.
"That's in theory, but if it were the imperial legion of the First Priest, it would probably cost at least a million lives to the undead to wipe them out." "Kevin said.
"Imperial Legion?" Huang Yueqing looked at Kevin in puzzlement. "What kind of army is it?"
"I don't know either, but Lord Samanda, the fourth priest, once told me that the imperial legion will not appear unless the gates of the underworld are opened." Kevin thought for a moment and replied.
"It's the Skydestroying Force." LAN glanced at Huang Yueqing, "a force composed of the Nightmare Knights and the Tyrannosaurus Knights."
If it were them, there would be no need to worry. Huang Yueqing heaved a clear sigh of relief. "Regarding the 'Order Pact', even if Moloch were present, they couldn't be dispatched without the passage open." Seeing the puzzled looks of those present, I had to explain further, "Lord Lilith has a Phantom Legion, you should know that."
"Are you referring to the two assassination forces of Mirror Flower Water Moon and Flying Flower Blow Snow?" "This is a secret known only to the successive popes," said His Holiness the Pope.
"Because it's an assassination force, it has to be a secret relationship." Huang Yueqing smiled slightly, "The Heavenly Annihilation Force, that is, the Imperial Legion, and Lord Lilith's Phantom Legion are of the same nature. The Phantom Legion cannot be mobilized without opening the access here to the Moon plane. Similarly, the Imperial Legion cannot be mobilized without opening the gates of the underworld."
"But will the undead really abide by this' covenant of order '?" The people present showed a look of realization.
"Of course they don't have to keep the covenant of order," "After all, the 'covenant of order' is for the gods, and few humans know what is bound by it," said LAN with a smile. "But if they don't keep the 'Covenant of order', it will result in Moloch not being able to interfere in the other gods' intervention. The worst outcome would be a divine war, and the worst outcome would be that this plane becomes a second underworld and is deprived of light and heat. Of course, there is a good outcome, that is, the undead will be sent back to the underworld and sealed again, but I think at least Beludendi will not be saved until the gods come to rescue."
The faces of those who had just shown a hint of joy were immediately filled with mourning, after all, most of you here are still Berudendi's people.
The general situation was known to all. After the meeting ended, they left the council chamber in twos and threes, but LAN and Kevin did not move or speak, but remained silent all the time.
"What are you going to do next?" LAN sighed and looked at the young man opposite him. Kevin was still very young and couldn't even tell good from evil by his own strength.
"What else can be done?" I don't care at all. "I've said what I should and shouldn't. Anyway, if you don't kill me, the undead won't let me go. Just leave it to fate."
"Do not resist? Although it's a bit weak, I think your necromancer spells are weak because you have a preference for dark magic." LAN said with a sense of guilt that it was he who had encouraged Kevin to reveal the secrets of the undead, and he knew what would happen if he did.
"How could it be!" "Don't look apologetic. If I'm scared, even if you ask me, I won't say anything. Besides, when it comes to the pursuit of the undead, although worried, it's not impossible to escape. You know, the greatest characteristic of the undead is death. It's much more difficult to find a specific dead body from countless dead bodies than to find a specific person from countless people!"
LAN forced a smile, at least outwardly showing that he was no longer worried about the soul-searching technique that the undead priest had specially practiced, which he couldn't utter to strike Kevin. May Moloch bless his people... LAN prayed in his heart.
The next two days were rather peaceful. Although a small group of undead came to disturb, they did not cause much damage under everyone's holding. On one occasion, they broke out of the city and killed all the retreating undead.
Huang Yueqing and LAN LAN took turns on duty, always keeping one person standing on the city wall, so that the three shifts of soldiers had no reason or excuse to be lazy, and with the previous few victories, they were all eager to fight the undead.
"Such a state of mind can't stand any blow!" "Lanlan said with great concern.
LAN looked at the excited soldiers rubbing their hands on the wall and sighed slightly, not paying attention to LAN LAN's concern. What he was worried about was something else. He could already sense that millions of undead were gathering here, and he believed that by nightfall these tireless undead would arrive and begin to attack.
The residents of Rizhao City have been completely relocated. Now the city has been completely occupied by the army and reinforced into a rather reliable military fortress.
At dusk, the rangers, drenched in blood and scattered outside the city, charged into the city and brought the news of the dead. At the same time, standing on the high watchtower, the vanguard of the dead could already be seen.
"Concentrate on attacking from the north, make sure to open the gap, and hold out on the other three sides." Lanlan gave the order decisively. Everyone knew that being besieged would never be a happy thing, and there was a reason for Lanlan to choose to break through from the north. The north did not set traps outside the city to accommodate the evacuation of the residents, and inside the city was the location of the people's square, which was suitable for gathering a large number of troops, and there were also bunkers around the square. Even if the gate was lost, It won't be an immediate rout. The terrain of the Sunlit Wasteland is perfect for the cavalry to charge and for this powerful force to play its role.
LAN nodded slightly, though still not understanding why the demons had defected, but at least LAN LAN's approach at this moment was undoubtedly the most correct.
Huang Yueqing first arranged for the passing soldiers to rest, though no one could sleep at this time, but even if they were mentally tense, it would be good to have a little recovery of their physical strength. Then she joined the second unit of the cavalry and launched a second wave of assault on the undead outside the north gate. A large number of divine spells were bestowed upon the knights, and divine spells were displayed one after another without reservation.
"What an unpleasant situation..." LAN said gently, looking at the young man beside him, "Kevin, take care of yourself." Saying that, LAN flew over the city, where a huge bony dragon was dancing...
"..." Kevin didn't reply. He was shaking uncontrollably. As a necrsorcerer, he knew exactly what that bone dragon meant.
"A necromancer priest with four mages?" The Pope appeared behind Kevin in silence.
"No... It's two undead priests." Kevin said, trembling, "That's Firth's mount, Firth is coming, Mona must be coming too... The third and fifth priests of the Undead are always inseparable."
"Go and hide in the council hall. There is my Holy glow barrier there, and your death won't leak out." The Pope said indifferently.
"No..." Kevin smiled, "What's meant to come will come..." Suddenly, as if he had let go, he cast a spell and floated in mid-air, "I'm not a bad necromancer because I've spent a lot of my experience on dark spells... It's because... Where the gaze reached was a black-robed mage, "I'm resting on Soul search..." He didn't know to whom he wanted to say these words, because such a tiny voice in the air was soon blown away by the wind.
Seeing Kevin float in the air, LAN was startled. In his daze, he nearly got hit by the tail of the bone dragon. But then, he gave a faint smile and said, "What a crazy person like me..." He murmuring.
Kevin died and burst apart with the necromancer who commanded the battle at the North Gate. Flesh and blood fell like snow, and the out-of-control necromancer became a target at the mercy of others. It's hard to imagine such a tragic end without a fierce battle, as if Kevin had charged through with his seemingly fragile body, endured all the attacks, and then grabbed him and self-destructed, with a deep pit more than ten meters in radius on the ground as evidence of his former glory.
LAN subconsciously grasped the amulet set in the palm of the trap. It was a small gem that Kevin had given him in the evening. He said he was leaving and kept this as a memorial, hoping he would always remember that there had been a Kevin in this world.
"This fool." LAN gave a wry smile. How could he not have seen his determination at that time? !
With grief over the loss of a friend, LAN's fist struck hard against the skull of the bone dragon, and the searing power of the flames burst in layer upon layer until the dark green soul fire flew out and the huge skeleton turned into fine powder.
"He's an opponent." Two decaying black-robed mages appeared before and after LAN. "My name is Feth." The one opposite said.
"Mona." The one behind followed.