Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead.

Chapter 157 The Contradictory Man
That night, the torrential rain finally had the meaning of gradually stopping.

In the deathly silent office, there was still no light at all.

The sound of rustling, chewing, sucking, and crunching, seems to be the sound that resounds through this office all year round.

Behind the desk, the Major General stood tall and thin, even more exaggerated than Qi Lin.

However, as the blood food on the silver plate in front of him gradually entered his stomach, his thin body also began to become stronger.

Just as the major general was about to fork the last piece of blood food gracefully and chew, he noticed that an unexpected visitor had arrived at the office without a sound.

The major general frowned, and quickly put all the knives, forks and ingredients into the space ring.

In the blink of an eye, there was nothing on the desk except some intelligence documents and a cup of tea.

It was as if nothing that had happened before had ever happened.

But soon, the major general smiled and took out the ingredients on the silver plate again, picked up the knife and fork, and began to chew slowly.

"After this meal, I'm going to rest."

The Major General gracefully picked up a pure white tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Casually looking up at the unknown thing that was flowing like a black liquid on the roof, the major general smiled lightly and said, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly."

After the words fell to the ground, there was silence.

Dead silence.

"Ha ha."

The major general smiled and ignored it, just took out another blood meal and started cutting and eating.

The liquid on the roof never consumed the Major General.

"The squad leader said, if you have ten, you can surround them; if you have five, you can attack them; if you have twice the number, you can divide them;

The sound from the roof made the major general pause, then he gave up eating and flipped through the intelligence documents on the table.

According to the information, an hour ago, a large army of skeleton men surrounded the Beicheng safe zone in a circle.

But what's interesting is that those skeletons surrounded but did not attack, and there were still skeletons arriving in the encirclement and hiding in the intricate buildings.

In order to avoid unnecessary panic, intelligence has been blocked.

The major general read the last piece of information intently: ten flaming skeleton archers arrived at a certain coordinate, looked for the commanding heights, and stared at the North City in the rainstorm, standing still.

Snapped.
The major general closed the file gently, closed his eyes and meditated.

Snapped!
The major general threw the documents heavily on the table, leaned back slowly on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and said to himself: "I was thinking earlier, obviously the strength can crush Beicheng, so it's just a direct attack .”

"It seems that there may be his ambush at your southeastern base camp."

"If there is, then him."

The major general suddenly opened his eyes: "Then he is a smart man!"

The liquid on the roof spread and twisted, but he didn't speak, just quietly listening to the major general talking to himself.

"He didn't hide his strategic intentions, he did it on purpose, for me and you to see."

"One layer means to warn you not to meddle in your own business, and the other layer means to tell me that he is here, and if I make any small moves, I can use them."

"Hahahaha!"

The major general suddenly lowered his head and laughed loudly. After laughing for a long time, he slowly raised his head to stare at the liquid on the roof and said softly: "He is very confident!"

"He is not only telling me, but also telling you that he is waiting, waiting for a surprise."

"What an interesting person!" The Major General sighed, "I just don't know why."

"Why are you hostile to me?"

"Or, he is not to me, but to the military... No, it should be me..."

"I thought about it for a long time. Could it be that someone close to him died at my hand?"

"There seems to be nothing else but this."

"Well, cooperation is always better than hostility. It seems that he may be a young man who is passionate and doesn't care about his future interests."

The major general said to himself: "I got an interesting gadget some time ago, a field nameplate."

"After the Chosen One is bound, not only can the vital signs be fed back in real time, but if it dies, the nameplate will also shatter."

As the major general said, he took out dozens of nameplates and threw them on the table with a big wave of his hand.

Those nameplates flashed in the darkness like breathing to represent the light of life.

"I sent several teams bound with nameplates to investigate in the middle of the night, but they all lost contact."

"But the interesting thing is that none of them died, judging by the light of their vital signs, they were not tortured."

"From this point of view, although he is a smart man, he is not cruel enough."

"It also confirmed my previous speculation about him."

"It should be a young man who is prone to passion and loses his mind, but it doesn't make sense. His strategic intentions don't see any matching frizzy personality."

"On the contrary, it is very stable, not in a hurry."

"If he was really frizzy, he should have attacked with a big wave of his hand, but what's interesting is that he didn't do that. Instead, he was waiting to catch some kind of surprise he wanted."

"Or maybe, it's just the lowest level before the catastrophe, and the ideology and cognition can't keep up with the progress of strength, so I'm just thinking too much. He's just afraid of accidentally hurting civilians in the safe zone, and he still maintains that which shouldn't exist in this new world. thinking"

"Is there such a contrast?"

"What a contradictory person."

The major general chuckled distressedly, took a sip from the teacup and said, "If it were me, I would have tortured him to obtain information, oh, but it doesn't seem to work."

"The teams I sent didn't know anything, they were just pawns that fell at random. Being able to test out his style is the greatest and only value."

The major general talked to himself like a chatterbox, but the liquid that twisted and flowed on the roof remained silent, as if he was dumb.

"Speaking of it," the Major General looked up at Liquid with a hint of inexplicable eyes: "You shouldn't have relayed his words to me. You've broken the rules of your post. You might be punished for it after you go back."

Roof Liquid remains silent.

After waiting for a while, the major general knew that the other party would not speak, so he got up with a smile and went to a metal cabinet in the corner.

The cabinet was opened with a creak, and a boxy thing like an urn was placed inside.

"You take this, it may be useful."

The Major General waved his hand at the liquid, which spread along the wall, but after crawling over the box, the box disappeared.

The major general looked at the empty cabinet and smiled, then turned around and prepared to go back to the desk: "In this world, there should be no affection. I advise you to abandon your ridiculous affection as soon as possible."

"The value of a general lies in the battlefield. If the general does not go to the battlefield, the value of the general is equal to zero."

"The value of a person depends on his use value. You must remember to be a useful person in the future."

"Also remember not to worry about worthless things or people, that's meaningless."

The major general kept talking, without turning his head, but continued with his back to the liquid: "You can come, it means that he predicted my death, or your speech spirit predicted my death."

"Otherwise you won't come."

Liquid didn't answer.

The major general did not ask for the answer about his own life.

He stepped forward lightly, came to the table, took the tea cup on the table, and looked down to see that there was still a third of the tea in it.

He raised the teacup and drank it down in one gulp. When he put down the teacup, he seemed to be still unsatisfied. He stuck out his tongue and licked the teacup carefully for a week.

"Before the catastrophe, I hated drinking tea the most."

"It's still refreshing to drink functional drinks."

"But from the first day of the catastrophe, I fell in love with drinking tea."

"It was also from then on that I developed a habit."

"Before I go to bed every night, I drink all the tea in the bowl, and there is not a drop left."

"Because I don't know if I can wake up the next day or have a sip of tea."

"It's like an old saying, God allows you to live, you live for a lifetime, you live for a year, and you live for a day."

Click!

The major general squeezed his fingers hard, and the teacup and palm were crushed into pieces.

Some fragments penetrated into the major general's palm, but no blood flowed out, and those wounds healed in an instant.

slam
The major general threw away the fragments and walked slowly to a small bed behind the desk.

On the bed, a small cup with square tofu cubes was placed there with sharp edges and corners.

The major general went to the bed, pulled the quilt, closed his eyes and said with a smile: "I have to blame for everything."

"Go back and tell him I don't regret it."

After the Major General finished speaking, not even a minute later, his snoring resounded throughout the room.

The liquid on the roof twisted and wanted to turn into a human shape, but in the end it turned into a gradually transparent shadow, twisting and spreading out of the room.

Not long after the shadow left, the major general's eyes suddenly opened!

The major general turned his head to look at the place where the shadow left: "It's just a pity that a change occurred halfway, so I didn't win against Qin Youde."

"Qin Youde"

"I never beat you."

"What a pity"

at the same time.

In a venue thirty kilometers away from the Beicheng Safety Zone.

In the originally large venue, a mountain of corpses composed of corpses of various demon species was piled up.

Because some monsters are too large, the roof of the venue has been cut off.

Qi Lin stood in front of the corpse mountain, the hem of the mage's cloak fluttering with the smelly wind.

Dashes of black light rushed from his fingertips towards the mountain of corpses, and after a while, a black warrior, a skeleton mage, and a copper-bone archer appeared in the venue.

"Go to the next door to absorb the soul fire. After being promoted to the silver rank, follow the ghost's order to go to the designated coordinates."

The three newborn undead walked towards the next door, where the mage group was working hard to summon blood bags.

Qi Lin took out the spiritual potion casually, poured it Gululu, and opened the panel to check the attributes.

【The Chosen One】: Qi Lin (Winter Solstice)
[Occupation]: Necromancer (hidden - god level)

[Level]: 24 (experience 1.53%) (silver rank)

[Status]: Mentally exhausted, the body is gradually withering.

【Physical】: 1.6 (0.7)

【Spirit】: 74.8 (59.5)

Already worn: Spirit Amplification Ring X5 (increase ten extra points of spirit), spirit bracelet X1 (increase three extra points of spirit), wandering mage's cloak X1 (increase ten extra points of spirit)
[Talent]: Soul imprint, space of the dead, source of magic power (legendary level)

[Professional Skills]: Skeleton Warrior (Entry), Skeleton Archer (Entry), Ghost (Entry), Black Samurai (Entry), Skeleton Mage (Entry)
The first ghost formation is composed of 110 three silver-level nightmares, the old ten commander, free action.

The first mixed group, 24 silver-rank death archers, 240 silver-rank burning corpses, five bronze-rank warriors with 170 bronze bones, six bronze-rank bronze bone archers with 27 bronze ranks, and silver-rank black warriors 42, the [-]nd second commander of the silver rank nightmare, in charge of the southeast.

The first death archer formation, 34 silver rank death archers, the sixth commander, in charge of the southeast.

The second mixed regiment, 37 dead archers, 320 burning corpses, 130 copper bone archers, 23 copper bone warriors, 28 copper bone warriors, [-] silver-ranked nightmares, [-] silver-ranked black warriors, and the old seven Commander in charge of the east side of the North City.

The second death archer formation, 29 death archers, the old eight commander, in charge of the center of the North City.

The third mixed regiment has 38 silver-rank Death Archers, 170 Burning Corpses, 230 Bronze Bone Warriors, 65 Bronze Bone Archers, [-] Silver-rank Black Warriors, [-] Silver-rank Nightmare, The youngest commander, in charge of the north side of the North City, is backed by the mist, carrying demon polyps, and seduces the wandering demon species in the mist.

The fourth mixed regiment, 22 dead archers, 170 burning corpses, 130 bronze bone warriors, 35 copper bone archers, 23 silver-ranked black warriors, [-] silver-ranked nightmares, the fourth commander, Responsible for the west side of the North City.

The fifth mixed regiment, eight dead archers, nine burning corpses, 230 copper bone warriors, 89 copper bone archers, 38 silver-ranked black warriors, forty silver-ranked nightmares, the fifth commander, Responsible for the south side of the North City.

The first independent mage group, with 58 bronze-rank mages and three silver-rank mages.

Another: In the space of the dead: 130 black warriors of the silver rank, one black wind who will be the gold rank, and several other undead.

"The source of magic power is still half an hour away. Although the cooling time is not shortened much due to the level, it can add 30.00% extra recovery, so it needs careful planning."

"After solving the northern city, you can consider pressing north and find a suitable base to settle down and radiate."

While waiting for the skill to cool down, Qi Lin was not idle.

Lie on the ground and do push-ups.

While the body is acting, the mind is not idle.

There are often reports from the ghosts in the soul link in the brain. These reports do not come just when there is something wrong. Some small things are solved by the ghosts themselves. If they cannot be solved, they will ask the ghost boss. Come to Qi Lin gradually.

Even if there are so many ghosts to share in this way, Qi Lin's mind can't stop all the time.

Among them, there is one thing that puzzles Qi Lin the most: the city wall of the North City Safety Zone.

After the transformation of the world, the extraordinary is revealed.

Some of the original materials have mostly become mediocre, perhaps with the passage of time, the free magic in the air will make them rejuvenate.

But in the short term, only materials that have been modified by extraordinary power can be used.

As for the city wall reinforcement props, Qi Lin has also acquired a lot in the past two months.

For Qi Lin who currently has no base, this is a very tasteless thing.

But it is a treasure for the major forces.

A city wall without extraordinary strength, no matter how much steel and special alloys there are, it can only defend against the attacks of some low-ranking people.

Some magical bombardments are simply unstoppable.

Therefore, it is very important to find ways to strengthen the defensive layer of the enchanted city wall.

And the intelligence from the Phantom shows: the military base camp in the southeast, the defensive deployment of the city wall over there can be described as racking your brains, the foundations have been reinforced by the magic side, and most of the building areas are equipped with defensive anti-hidden Wait for magic props.

But the Beicheng Safety Zone, which belongs to the same line, seems very different.

(End of this chapter)