Chapter 674, Judgment Cage, the captured Undead Archmage!
"The current progress has reached the eighth level."
"The resistance of the undead on this level is very strong."
"It takes a little more time."
Inside the Paladin Castle.
Fang Yuan pointed to the flat map and introduced the undead lord who had just arrived.
"The tenth floor is the necropolis of the undead, and the eighth floor is the ghost unit."
"This kind of pure energy body, if you change it to other camps, let alone fight it."
"I can't even find them."
"Your Holy Light units are just there to counter them."
"It shouldn't take long!"
Vice leader Jing looked at the map and said.
"I'm more worried about the ninth floor."
"This should be a big maze."
"The undead will put their last strength here."
"They have home field advantage."
"You can teleport anywhere in the maze."
"At the same time, there may be a magic circle on the ninth floor that can weaken your legion."
"So attack this level."
"Your legion is just afraid~"
In response, Fang Yuan waved his hand.
"No need to worry."
"In front of the Holy Light, all the arrangements of the undead are in vain."
"The strongest hero of Holy Light under my command personally took action."
"It won't take more than half an hour."
These words made Deputy Leader Jing slightly stunned.
"This~"
"The great cemetery of the tenth-level undead mist lord, actually~"
The words haven't been spoken yet.
News came from outside.
"Report."
"The eighth level of the necropolis has been breached."
"The Paladins are all lost."
Fang Yuan nodded.
Then open the Lord's Seal and select the Holy Soldier Battalion.
5,000 paladins were produced.
Then it was transferred directly.
"Tell Christian."
"Whatever is lost will be replenished."
"As you command~"
Vice leader Jing on the side saw Fang Yuan's actions.
He showed an envious look.
"Now I understand why Alliance Leader Fang is so confident that he can clear the ninth floor in half an hour."
"I'm afraid you're just using the paladin as a death squad."
"Use the skills of the paladin to pull the undead to death together!"
The other party knew the skills of the paladin, and Fang Yuan was not surprised by this.
On the contrary, Fang Yuan was a little surprised when the other party praised his death-to-die style.
"Shouldn't we fight like this?"
Vice leader Jing sighed.
"No normal lord would do this."
"For us Blue Star Lords, time is the most indispensable thing."
"As long as the territory is not broken, you will live forever."
"But resources and acceleration orders are very useful."
"Many lords, even tenth-level lords in Middle-earth."
"Most of the time I won't waste resources like this."
"They will use these powers in the most important places possible."
In response, Fang Yuan shrugged.
"I'm not in Middle-earth."
"One man occupies a country."
"On resources~"
"To be honest, I can't use it all!"
When Fang Yuan finished speaking.
Vice leader Jing suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
"That's what you said!"
"It's so hateful."
"No wonder there are so many lords in Middle-earth who are unhappy with you!"
This actually surprised Fang Yuan.
"I've never been to Middle-earth!"
Deputy leader Jing explained.
"Yes, you haven't been there."
"But you monopolizing a kingdom is enough to make people jealous."
"You know, the tenth-level lord chooses to go to Middle-earth, except for the part where he needs to change his camp and seek a breakthrough."
"There are still a large number of people who cannot stand oppression."
"Many tenth-level lords, if they choose to stay in the original camp."
"Most resources depend on the alliance and the country for supply."
"For these things, we have to do tasks and so on."
"In the past, when I met some guys who were just eating corpses, I might have been offended."
"Especially during this period of the twentieth year."
"This situation is the most serious."
"At that time, in order to gain publicity and be more comfortable, they chose to leave the camp and choose to go to Middle-earth to become free lords."
"I narrowly escaped death there and struggled for decades."
"It's not easy to achieve something, but you can look back."
"You have a new lord who hasn't been here for a year."
"Already dominate a kingdom."
“Even the official alliance doesn’t dare to provoke it easily.”
"How can this not be hated?"
"The key thing is that they are not half as good as you are in Middle-earth."
"To be honest, your strength is not very good."
"These people will rush into Gondor and plunder you."
Hearing this, Fang Yuan sneered.
"It's just jealousy of talents."
"I really thought that Middle-earth was some kind of royal paradise."
These words immediately attracted the approval of Deputy Leader Jing.
"Not bad."
"Now Middle-earth is in chaos."
“And it’s ridiculously chaotic~”
Then he began to tell what happened in Middle-earth.
And this time.
The tenth floor of the Necropolis of the Dead.
"Report."
"Your Excellency."
"The eighth floor has been breached."
Hear the news.
The soul fire in the eyes of the undead archmage flashed crazily.
"No, it's impossible!"
"The eighth floor is full of ghosts!"
"How come~"
"Your Excellency, those paladins don't want their lives."
"They rushed forward desperately and died together."
"Wait until these paladins are exhausted."
"Then immediately followed a group of priests with flails in their hands."
"Behind them, follow the Holy Light Mage."
"The ghosts are no match for them."
"One by one was dragged out of the darkness, purified with the holy light and died."
"The most disgusting thing is that after these Legions of Holy Light, there are also Paladins riding war horses."
"They...they are more cruel."
"Everywhere he passed, the ghosts hiding in the ground were dug out and beaten to death."
"Now on the eighth floor, there is not even a ghost left."
At this time, the soul fire in the undead archmage's eyes had been frightened to the point that it had almost stopped.
But this is just bad news.
As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly.
soon!
Another undead came to report.
"Report."
"Another paladin is here!"
"Just now, they just added five thousand paladins."
"Start attacking the ninth floor now."
"What are we going to do!"
Even the Undead Archmage didn't know how to answer this question.
He was beaten to the ninth floor.
Although I am on this level, I have arranged the strongest undead creature in my hand.
but!
The first eight floors cannot block it.
We can still count on the ninth floor.
That's simply impossible.
Plan for today.
The Archmage of the Undead could only think of one.
"Escape!"
"Abandon the Necropolis of the Dead."
"They are different from Lord Blue Star."
"You won't die if you lose your territory. At most, you will be seriously injured and fall."
"From Mist Lord to Monster Lord."
"But as long as the Lord God of the Mist can forgive them, they can also choose the territory again and restore the rank of the Lord of the Mist."
In the eyes of the Undead Archmage.
As long as you can survive.
It's not hopeless to come back.
But once you die here.
That was the real end.
"While the ninth floor has not been breached yet."
"Hurry up and ask the Mind Flayer to open the teleportation array in the dungeon."
"Go and take refuge first."
"Also, find His Excellency the Holy Son."
"Request to be transported to Nott Kingdom!"
Pass the Mark of the Mist Lord.
The Archmage of the Undead was the first to find the Elder of the Mind Flayer.
But it took a long time.
There was no reply from the mind flayer.
This caused the undead archmage's mentality to collapse.
You know, the teleportation array to the dungeon can only be opened by him.
Before the Son left.
Granted authority to him.
Without his assistance, it would be impossible for him to activate one-way teleportation.
This will make the undead archmage anxious.
"The damn mind flayer."
"Asshole!"
"Why don't you reply to the message!"
"He refuses to save him!"
"I want to complain to His Excellency the Holy Son!"
Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer was also on the verge of collapse at this time.
In the underground city, millions of gray dwarves are storming his city.
Don't say anything back now.
There was no time to even take a look.
Just ignore it.
The mind flayer's dungeon is gone.
And just when the Undead Archmage couldn't wait for news for a long time.
Sudden!
There was a violent explosion.
Then, a golden skeleton ran down.
"Your Excellency."
"The golden skeleton monster lord died in battle."
"Then that crazy woman is here again!"
The one the golden skull points to.
That's Christian.
It begins when the Undead Archmage sets foot on the west bank of the Lamo River.
He was pressed down and beaten by Christian.
Now!
He was even beaten into his home.
"Holy Light~"
"I hate the Holy Light!"
"Damn Holy Light!"
If not restrained by the Holy Light.
This Gondor has long been the territory of his undead.
He once had tens of thousands of bone dragons.
Millions of high-level undead.
but!
On the battlefield, everything was destroyed.
They all died in the hands of this damn Holy Light Legion.
It can be said.
He is what the Undead Archmage hates the most.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
Holy light restrains the undead.
Let alone a mere level 10 mist lord.
Even the age of Old World civilization.
The Lord of Holy Light can also easily kill any undead demigod or undead with weak divine power instantly.
"The only way now."
"We are looking for His Excellency the Holy Son!"
After not getting a reply from the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer.
He decisively chose to contact Yin Shengzi.
But it's a pity.
Also no reply.
In the Yin Shengzi's place, he has become an abandoned son.
No reply for a long time.
This moment.
The Archmage of the Undead was desperate.
"No~"
"I was promoted by His Majesty the Lord God himself."
"You~"
"Boom~"
There was a loud bang.
Then a figure flew out from the entrance.
It fell heavily in front of him.
"Your Excellency~"
Before he finished speaking, he turned into a puddle of black ashes.
This is the most trusted undead soul of the Undead Archmage.
A lich at the pinnacle of legend!
It's his most secret weapon.
He is also the strongest monster lord guarding the entrance from the ninth floor to the tenth floor.
His death in battle!
It means that the ninth floor has fallen.
This time.
A strong wind blew.
Blow away the black ash that the lich turned into.
Immediately afterwards.
Hundreds of paladins riding war horses appeared on the tenth floor surrounded by Christian.
See this natural enemy in front of you.
The undead archmage suddenly raised the staff in his hand.
"I didn't expect that I would die in your hands in the end!"
After Christian heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Death?"
"You are overthinking it!"
"Paladin!"
"Here!"
"Catch the heretics!"
"Yes!"
Immediately.
Hundreds of paladins used spells together.
"Judgement Cage!"
A series of holy light spells were shot out.
Imprisoning the Undead Archmage in place.
"What do you want to do!"
The Archmage of the Undead is separated and struggling.
Trying to break free.
He doesn't understand.
Why would they capture an undead of their own.
"No need to struggle."
"In the old continent's civilization era, not even the demigods and undead could break free from this prison."
"Just wait for the righteous judgment."
"Take it away!"
"As you command!" (End of this chapter)