Chapter 338: : Hidden worries

The gold skull is basically on the back, there are few things on both sides, and there is no one on the south. It seems that the undead do not intend to block the imperial reinforcements.
From the intelligence point of view, there are too many undead in the underworld, so much so that it damages the underworld, and no longer finds a way, the underworld will be eaten up by the undead.
In this case, the death of these undead is indeed painful for the underworld.
For example, if there are hundreds of billions of humans in this world, then it must be crazy to invade other worlds.
If the sacrifice of the undead can be used in exchange for human life, then the king of the underworld will certainly not be distressed.
Killed by this high-level undead, it is certainly easy to transform into a new undead. In the army of undead, after being integrated by the golden skeleton, various casters have gathered together and have not yet attacked the fortress.
If they entered the war, the fortress guns would be less efficient.
Xiahe zealously killed the undead and charged Soul Fire, that was for Soul Liquid. The efficiency of extracting soul liquid by the undead is more than half lower than that of normal creatures, and it needs to be refined twice, but the number of undead is so large that it is better to engage in a half-elf army in the south.
The number of half-elves is not as good as the undead, but the combat effectiveness is getting higher and higher.
Xiahe accumulated Soul Liquid and traded with Angelina, this matter must be completed, otherwise wait for the royal family to chase it. The benefits of Xiahe are all accepted, of course, not to break the promise. Now the number of undead is endless, he settles the account as soon as possible, and he can have the energy to do other things.
Xiahe insisted on this for a month, and there were already countless undead siege around the fortress.
Xia Hexin said that if all the undead could be killed, he would get rich.
Of course, this is just a delusion, more and more powerful undead, Xiahe only dare to move in a position less than two miles from the fortress. At a distance of more than ten miles, various undead circling in the sky, such a rare thing as a zombie dragon has already passed a hundred.
This is what the alchemical telescope can see, and farther away, there is still a lot of powerful breath hidden.
The morale of the soldiers in the city began to fall. Xiahe didn't know if he could escape from this place.
If the Blade of Space was not given to the principal, he could still take Medieri away. He did not regret it at this time. The Blade of Space was indeed a powerful legendary equipment, but he dared not stay with him.
There are a lot of waste materials accumulated in Xiahe's warehouse. Of course, it can't be regarded as total waste. At least one can of toxin is not a problem. The magician is willing to study these things. Then there is the metal that has been refined from the essence. The attributes have all dropped, and it is no longer possible to build weapons, but it is possible to build a house or work as a farm tool.
Similar materials, the empire often uses alchemy factories to manufacture mortal artifacts on a large scale, and distribute them under special circumstances.
However, these things are not valuable, but the nobles are used to buy people's hearts.
Xiahe checked the accumulated soul liquid in the Dragon and Tiger Daolu. If he could stay here for a few months, not to mention the princess's debts, his men were ready to use it.
However, Taoist priests don't need it. This thing is still best for those who are nearly qualified.
Among the undead equipment, metal and bone are the most, and there are many chitin materials. The refined material is hard currency, and it can be sold at a good price in any world.
However, Xiahe is not interested in trading these. These are purely by-products of refining the soul liquid, and he cannot always be idle.
These resources must still be handed over to Freya or the Goddess of Doom, resulting in the distribution of equipment.
It's been a month, I don't know what happened to Freya.
Xiahe left the new waste in the warehouse, turned around and left. After he left, several magicians came to the warehouse, took the undead corpses from the space equipment and threw them on the open ground.
"Did you find out? The blood mage has the ability to extract materials, and the speed is fast." A magician said to his companion.
"What about discovery?"
"You can't let him take it for nothing!"
"You are dizzy, this is allowed by His Royal Highness, if you stop, hehe ..."
"Aren't you jealous?" The magician said to his companion in a seductive tone.
"People are Counts of Empire, Lord of Strength, why am I jealous?" A magician replied angrily. He found out today that his companion was really excessive, and he had misread him before.
"Such great benefits, he should dedicate to the empire!"
"Why don't you dedicate yourself to the empire!"
"I have given, so I have nothing."
Several magicians were so angry that they dropped their bodies and left, leaving a jealous magician in the warehouse. The magician grinned, and there was a trace of death on his face.
"Someone!" The magician suddenly became alert, turned around, and saw a terrible face.
The facial features are convex and concave, like a spoiled potato, a messy red hair, sharp teeth, and a black mist around the purple pupil in the eyes.
"what!"
The magician didn't know the imp, screamed in horror, and completely forgot that he could do magic. The dazzling light in the eyes of the imp fell on his eyes, making him paralyzed.
The devil stretched out his paws, pinched the magician's neck, gently lifted it, and walked out of the warehouse.
As he exited the warehouse, the little ghost's body was rippled, and the surrounding air became blurred, as if shrouded in mist. It's just that the mist is opaque. This kind of air fluctuation distorts the light in an area.
"Who is it!" The guards at the gate cried out, and came in front of Medirelli, saying, "It's my favorite pet, and I caught a spy."
The guard didn't know Medierly, but Medierly let out a scent of sword and wrapped it around his neck. The guard was cold all over, and he dared not move.
The devil threw the magician towards Medieri, completely invisible, and disappeared into the guard's perception.
Medicilli carried the magician, and the black gloves on her hand shone with a magic pattern to suppress the magician's magic power. The magician is also speechless, there is no chance to call for help.
Medirley turned around and walked towards the governor's residence.
The guard watched the disappearance of Medirelli's figure, and then the ray of sword gas around his neck dissipated. He touched the neck with his hand, and his fingertips were still tingling through his gloves.
"Sir, what do you mean?" The Lilac County King was busy dying recently, and Medirley asked to see him. He also imprisoned a magician under his hand and threw him in the hall, making him a little sullen.
"This man is going to murder my adult in the back. I was too lazy to deal with this kind of thing, but if the undead besieged the city ... he must be a spy."
"Is it a spy ..."
"I didn't say anything, so let the hall come down to deal with it." Medirley finished, even ignoring what Snowvis was going to say, and left.
Snowvis was not angry, but what level Medierli knew, he knew that it was impossible to injustice a magician who was not his core for no reason.
He walked to the center of the hall, looking at the magician curled up on the floor, what he wanted to say. The magician bounced abruptly, the nails of his hands had grown into hooks, and he grabbed at Snowvis.
Snowvis sneered, a khaki light shield shining in front of him, and also withdrew himself to the door. The four soldiers at the door moved forward, and the short knife stabbed in four directions. The mad magician's figure was agile, and when he rushed over, he suddenly twisted his limbs to avoid the attack and kicked his feet in the chest of the two soldiers.
The two soldiers snorted backwards, and the other two soldiers' short knives turned and stabbed the magician's ribs.
Unconsciously, the magician waved his hands and sharp nails caught the hands of the two soldiers.
The two soldiers let go, and a thin layer of steel on their gloves was almost caught.
Humph!
This place is a living room, but there are also magicians to follow. Snowows doesn't want to catch people by himself, but the four magicians who follow him do it.
Dispel, elemental cage, icing, petrification.
The mad magician was suddenly restrained, and Snowvis' face was not very good-looking.
Sure enough, something went wrong inside the fortress, and some people were still controlled by undead magic.
"Check him, what was the poison on the ground." Snowvis paused and said, "Today's mission is canceled, everyone must be checked, including me!"
Snowvis was angry because he didn't find out about it, but Asla's men were still swordsmen.
Does n’t this mean that he is incompetent?
He didn't want to think about it either. His men had been struggling for a month, and they were very busy every day. Medelly was practicing manipulating the imp, and was very busy.
And Medirelli didn't need much evidence, she just found this guy, instigating others to target her lord, so she grabbed it directly.
She is relatively straightforward, and thinking about problems is simple.
Royal Master, if you do this kind of thing, there must be a problem. As for what kind of problem, you have to study it.
Xiahe heard the news ~ EbookFREE.me ~ took Medilly and ran to the county king's residence again for the magicians to check.
However, Medierli's sword was so fierce that the magician could not detect her condition. However, this kind of pure sword-qi body can't get close to anything, and this world is also like this.
The magicians smiled bitterly and could only let Medirelli pass the test.
Twenty combat mages who followed Xiahe were also brought in. After checking one by one, Xiahe said to Snowvis: "Your Highness does not have to be so nervous. The people on my side pass by every day. What is the situation, I can find it. "
Snowvis said: "The people on my side are too busy, alas ..."
"Find out what happened?"
"No, his soul has been contaminated and has not been saved."
"How many people are in the fortress?"
"More than 16,000 people, there are more than 30,000 in the surrounding fortress, and more than 10,000 snowmen."