Chapter 604: The City Besieged by Corpses
“it’s over?”

Thork Redhearth breathed heavily.

Being released from the strange thick fog, everything seemed like just a dream.

A large number of people from Cape Camp disappeared, and he knew where those people went, dead and lost forever.

Even the Cape sisters, who were the managers, disappeared.

He came outside, stood at the port and looked into the distance. The shadow of night covered the shaking water.

Until a figure cut through the water at high speed.

With his flaming wings spread out, a black ghost cloak floats behind him, and his full body armor carries an incomparable sense of oppression.

The mere presence of Linde Armann made his heart tremble.

“My lord.” Sok lowered his head in shame.

The Lord’s appearance here must be due to his own negligence. He was terrified that the first operation failed so badly.

“I want you to take Redforge as soon as possible.”

Lind did not comfort Soke. As a superior, he should not comfort his subordinates who have not made any achievements or even make mistakes. The lord needs absolute authority.

This accident could have been avoided. Although it was a surprise attack by the Poseidon, if all the undead had acted together from the beginning, the situation would have been reversed.

“Yes!”

Sok lowered his head, more serious than ever.

On the second day, the undead team led by Sok Redforge headed towards Redforge Castle. Only when he sped up his progress did he realize in surprise how terrifying the team’s mobility was.

They won’t get tired, won’t complain, and will do whatever it takes… It was even the first time I saw someone using magic to travel faster, just so that when releasing the magic, the body will be driven forward for a certain distance.

A group of red figures blocked the undead team led by Sok.

The skin is red, and the elbows, knees and other parts are covered with red crystals. The arch of the foot is extremely long and the body is hunched, but it moves very quickly.

“That’s a crazy corpse.” Sok met the soldiers’ puzzled looks and explained, “It was a test subject that escaped from the Far East Magic School about three years ago.”

Undead: “Biochemical experiment? That magic school couldn’t be the umbrella company of the magic world.”

“Umbrella? They are not really that.” Soke didn’t have a good impression of the Far East School of Magic.

There are probably no survivors.

“A lot of things came out of that place! All kinds of things, strange shapes, but they all have the same characteristics, they are good at killing people.”

The undead people don’t think there is anything wrong with it.

A group of crazy magic scientists are researching new types of monsters to provide them with more interesting gaming experiences. After all, a wide variety of enemies is also fun.

Looking at the soldiers who were eager to try, Sok had to clear his throat.

“They are immortal.”

“What a coincidence, who isn’t.”

Soke felt like he was talking to a cow. The bad thing was not whether the cow could understand him or not, but that the cow actually did not take him seriously and refuted him a few times.

Like now.

“They pursue blood, fear and screams. Sometimes magic can also be the source of a crazy attack.” Sok had to emphasize, “The red-skinned ones are very weak. If you see one wearing a full body of crystal armor, you should consider running away.”

“Don’t forget our mission!” He had to move out this mission.

The undead people are not afraid of anything except mission failure.

But an undead man took the initiative to ask.

“Don’t the crazy corpses have a lord? It looks like a zombie king with intelligence.”

“How do you know?” Sok was surprised.

They are obviously not from this continent, but they can guess who the Crazy Corpse King is.

“That’s what’s written in apocalyptic novels. If you’ve ever played a zombie game, you’d know there are classic characters like tanks and witches.” The undead suddenly didn’t care.

Being fearless in front of NPCs is also part of the fun of the game, especially since NPCs will really remember their chats and even use them as topics.

“They are crazy monsters created based on the power of the necromancers.” Sok didn’t understand, so he changed the subject, “If you disturb one, you will disturb the whole group.”

As soon as he finished speaking, some fearless people rushed over.

He started with a flaming arrow, blasting the red corpse’s chest into a pit while he drew his sword and chopped it.

Lion slash, roll and smash.

After pinning the insane corpse down, he held the giant sword with both hands and smashed it down.

The crazy corpse’s head was deformed, but its body was still struggling.

“The head isn’t its weakness, this thing is undead!”

Although they are “zombies”, they are different from the zombies from the scientific world in their impression. The crazy zombies here are turned into this way because of magic, and they will just stand up no matter how many times they die.

“There must be a control center.”

“Is the Corpse King nearby?”

“Nonsense, there is no such thing as a corpse king.”

“Stop arguing and look ahead.”

A large number of crazy corpses pounced towards them.

“We should first…” Soke was about to speak, but he saw the soldiers following him holding their weapons, roaring and shouting excitedly like barbarians, and then swarmed towards the group of red crazy zombies in front.

“What a bunch of lunatics!”

Obviously, there are many talented archers in this group of people. Sok can see tricky arrows cutting through the sky and accurately hitting the zombies, causing them to fall to the ground. Sometimes they pierce the eyes, sometimes the chest… In short, all of them may be the fatal weaknesses, but unfortunately, there are no fatal weaknesses for living things in the magical world.

Just like many strong people, when their strength reaches a certain level, they will not die even if they lose their heart.

The attack was swift, with a large number of warriors colliding with the zombies, and unrelenting attacks followed one after another. Sok felt like he was standing in a blacksmith shop, with several blacksmiths around him swinging hammers and forging iron.

The banging noises made him upset.

The world before my eyes became chaotic. The air trembled, lifting up dirt and stones and pushing them into the air. Then the ground would immediately take action and pull everything back to the ground.

“Really invincible?”

Finally someone discovered the problem.

Sok breathed a sigh of relief. It was not difficult to retreat and bypass this group of crazy zombies.

Wasting time with a group of things that won’t die easily will gain nothing except a few more injuries to yourself.

“Wait, I think I know how to guide this thing.”

A man held up his staff high, and he used the “Mysterious Arrow” to quickly drain the surrounding magical elements.

The poor casting environment made others curse.

But soon they discovered that the crazy corpses nearby all turned their heads to look over there, gazing at the mysterious magic arrow that was condensing.

The staff swung gently.

The crazy corpse was like a kitten attracted by a cat toy, shaking its head along with the other cats.

“I want to play too!” Someone immediately joined in.

The number of crazy corpses staring at the staff and condensing the mysterious magic arrows increased, and they gathered in small groups.

“What’s the principle?”

“Magical elements.”

Someone summed up the principle in one sentence.

The undead drained a large amount of magical elements from the surroundings, leaving the corpse in a temporarily magic-free environment. Apparently, the makers of the experimental products had not yet had time to conduct experiments with a control group.

“They are sensitive to magic, sounds, and everything. However, they don’t need eyes or ears, so there must be other ways to perceive the outside world.” That way can only be – magic.

“What should I do next? I can’t hold on any longer.”

“Lord Thork, in which direction is Redforge?”

“That direction.”

Sok gave directions, but did not understand what the group was planning to do.

Despite the matter of life and death, this group of people are always looking for some fun to relieve their boredom, and even think that this is more important than capturing Redforge.

They will quickly lose interest.

Soke’s brows suddenly frowned, because he saw several people surrounding a crazy corpse and studying it with rough means. They were like children with no sense of good and evil. They broke the wings of insects, slapped ants to death, or made the mantis lose its double swords, just for fun.

“How about just leading the crazy corpses to attack the city?”

“Wonderful!”

The proposal was instantly agreed upon by all the undead.

Only Sok disagreed, but no one listened to him. He wondered how Linde made these people obey him, because the scenes he saw in the Giant Beast Forbidden Zone proved that Linde had absolute control.

One vote vetoes, the minority obeys the majority.

Sok Redfurnace now misses his undead laborer very much. Although it cannot speak, moves clumsily and has no brains, it is very obedient.

A corpse is better.

……

The weather is calm and sunny.

Maybe?

The sun is hanging high above my head, but it does not bring the heat I had imagined. If I ignore the light, I would sometimes think that I am staying in a cold and desperate night.

Redforge.

Annina Gunn was wearing a deep blue dress and her hair was tied up behind her head with a beautiful sapphire hairpin. The sapphire was suspended by magic and as she moved, the gem would tremble slightly, like a drop of blue tear.

Looking out the window into the distance.

Compared to the castle, the crowded areas in the distance with people were her wealth.

Suddenly she noticed a strong figure in wolf skin approaching. In the distant sky, an undead dragon spread its wings and flew over, patrolling its territory.

She immediately forced a smile on her face, lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, turned around and trotted out.

He panted all the way to the stairs and met the eyes of the man in wolfskin.

“Honey.”

She threw herself into his arms and raised her hand to gently press the man’s brow.

The voice was soft and charming: “Have a good rest, I will give you a massage to relax?”

The man picked her up roughly and rushed back to the room.

The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

“It’s all good news, hahaha.” The man laughed triumphantly, “We have conquered two regions! And that terrible place, the Far East Magic School, the gray-scale-like ice can’t stop us!”

“Of course!” Annina buried her head in the other’s chest and expressed her attitude with her voice.

But her eyes were rolling, as if she was thinking about something else.

“grown ups.”

A sound came from outside, interrupting the tenderness between the two.

“grown ups.”

The voice didn’t think it was disturbing at all and kept shouting.

The man frowned, he sat up, waited for Annina to dress him, then opened the door and walked out.

The hunched-over subordinate lowered his head until the tip of the man’s boots came into his sight. Then he continued speaking: “A group of strange people are approaching Redforge Castle. They are carrying a large number of crazy corpses.”

“Crazy corpse?”

The man moved quickly, crossing the street that was like a long sword, nimbly climbing over obstacles to reach the roof, and using the height to easily jump onto the city wall.

The warriors of Redforge have already picked up their shields. They know how difficult those red zombies are to deal with.

In front of the zombie swarm that was like a red tide was a group of lunatics with smiling faces.

They chose to form a team of two, with one person carrying the other on his back, acting as a human horse.

The person being carried will hold up his staff and use some kind of magic to pull the horde of zombies, forcing them to catch up.

When a zombie is about to give up the pursuit, the staff will glow, and the strong magical perception will lead them to embark on the pursuit again.

“Absolutely crazy!”

Men don’t understand.

He clearly saw many people who were unable to dodge and were knocked down and torn apart by the mad corpse.

“Give me the bow!”

He drew the bow and aimed it at a person. He gently loosened his fingers, the bowstring vibrated, and the arrow accurately hit the runner’s thigh. His body fell uncontrollably and threw his companion on his back away.

Others reacted and realized that as long as they stopped the bastards who brought the tide of zombies, this sudden siege would be over.

What was unexpected was that the group of people who fell to the ground did not choose to resist or escape, but simply understood themselves.

“Mad!” Everyone agreed tacitly.

Driven by their madness, the crazy corpses moved closer to the gate of Redfurnace Castle little by little.

But facing their confident expressions, the man also smiled.

He did nothing, but a ghostly cold blue flame spewed out from above his head. From the guides in the first row to the crazy corpses in the second row, the flames from the front to the back were like a waterfall pouring down from the sky, washing over the enemies in front.

After the flames passed, all that was left was a pile of charred, deformed, and curled up corpses.

However, those crazy corpses are still trying to stand up, and they will never give up the attack until they are completely turned into ashes.

There was a strong wind blowing overhead.

The undead dragon spread its wings and swooped down, burning the zombies with flames, trying to completely stop their attack.

But the number of the crazy zombies is extremely large, and every time one wave is killed, another wave will soon emerge.

What’s more, the undead dragon released magic, and its powerful attraction made it like a torch in the middle of the night, madly attracting the crazy corpses to turn into moths and fly towards it.

There are already insane corpses climbing up the wall.

The defensive battle that was easy before officially turned into a fierce battle at this moment.

The first crazy corpse climbed up the city wall and bit the soldier’s neck. Blood spurted out and the sword fell to the ground.

More and more came rushing over.

The man picked up the sword beside the corpse, then looked ahead with a serious look.

The red storm was approaching, and the screams of the crazy corpses echoed on the city walls like the wailing of ghosts.

The undead dragon spread its wings and flew, and the whole world seemed to shake under the flapping of its wings and became restless.

The cold murderous aura struck everyone’s neck, like hailstones that penetrated into the neck unscrupulously.

Sok was watching this scene quietly from the outer circle of the battlefield.

His eyes fell on a familiar figure.

“Oka!”

(End of this chapter)