The Bone King of the Beginning of the Comprehensive Manga

The Qianjin Swordsman showed a complicated expression. Her sister became the female general of the kingdom through her own efforts. She yearned for her dazzling sister and wanted to make a career like her.It turned out to be a mess, and almost got my companions involved.

"I've heard about your situation from them."

Nangong Long interrupted Qianjin Swordsman's thoughts, and glanced at the Half-Spirit female warrior and others who sat honestly on the chairs.

"What I want to say is, since everyone agrees with the captain's proposal, then don't complain later. Disagreement will end sooner or later. Or just oppose it from the very beginning."

"That's all my fault, if it wasn't for me..."

Seeing him training his companions, Qianjin Swordsman hastened to speak.

"One yard is one yard, it's two different things." Nangong Long raised his hand to interrupt her.

"He's right, we're wrong too"

The half-elves female warrior said aloud, and the others echoed.

If it wasn't for saving them, they would go down the mountain to find Swordsman Qianjin and tell her not to go back to the camp, Nangong Long wouldn't bother to talk about them.

"Look, this is what you think of as a 'little brat'"

As if he didn't want to hear what they had to say, Nangong Long raised his finger and touched the void in front of him.

A picture appeared in mid-air, even though it was at night, it could still be seen clearly.

The attention of the witches sitting on the sofa was also attracted by the images on the screen.

It is a solid fortress, and the perspective is looking down from above. As the picture draws in, a group of little ghosts come into view.

The first reaction of everyone present is that there are many, and the second is that the equipment is too good.

It was probably located in the atrium of the fortress. A little kid who was taller than ordinary kid was even wearing a full body armor and held a long sword in his hand.He seemed to be saying something to the goblins gathered in the courtyard.

"You guys are very unlucky, but one thing is more fortunate, that is, the kid from the base camp didn't rush to the middle of the mountain"

"..."

Both Qianjin Swordsman and her companion were speechless, a cold chill shot up their backs.

"Where is this? The top of the mountain?" asked the witch who had recovered.

"Almost, there is a highland climbing up from here, and the fort built by the miners is there."

……

next morning

"Infiltrate? Frontal attack? Speaking of which, you didn't say a plan."

Walking on the snow-covered mountain road, Fairy Archer walked up to Nangong Long with a pair of long ears and asked.

After a simple breakfast, the group headed towards the high ground.

Qianjin Swordsman's companions also followed. Nangong Long had already said before that whether they went down the mountain or followed them as they wished.

".` There is no plan. I said at the beginning that I brought you out to play, so naturally you don't need to do it."

"Eh!?" Fairy Archer showed a surprised expression, and then pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Adventure! Adventure!"

"That, that, the captain must have his own considerations," the priestess tugged at the corner of her clothes and whispered.

"Oh! You always talk to him! Don't you..." Elf Archer stared at Priestess as if I had seen through your thoughts.

This made Priestess blush, not knowing how to reply.

"Don't bully her," the female fighter said with a wry smile.

"What about you?"

"?"

"What about you?" Fairy Bow pointed at Nangong Long (OK, OK), and at the same time emphasized his tone.

It's all over now, the faces of the two girls turned red in the cold weather.

Seeing Elf Archer turn his gaze to himself, the red-haired female mage immediately hid behind the witch.

"Hmph," Elf Archer smiled triumphantly like a child.

...gong...

The black gate has come into view, and there are scattered little ghosts standing guard on the city wall, probably because of the 'night' (day is night for little ghosts), they are confused, so they didn't find Nangong approaching the fort immediately A group of dragons.

"Is it really not necessary? I can kill them with arrows," the fairy archer said close to Nangong Long.

"Need not"

"Human sea tactics, this is it"

Nangong Long raised his right forearm, opened his five fingers and squeezed it violently, launching the magic.

"Crowd Creation·March of the Dead".

Chapter 66 Goblins crushed by numbers

There are dense blue magic circles with complex patterns appearing on the snowy ground with gentle slopes. Frightening figures emerge in each magic circle, such as a skeleton holding a spear, a skeleton holding a bone longbow, a shield in the left hand and a dagger in the right. the skeleton...

In addition to the skeletons with the same color as the snow, there are some other existences mixed in the skeleton army, such as the death knight who is more than two meters tall with a snake-shaped sword, the frightening Frankenstein who is covered with screws, and the monster with sharp hands. The Ripper, the dead archmage wearing a robe, the bone dragon flying in the sky...

A magic circle also appeared in the sky just now, but everyone's attention was attracted by the scene on the snow.

This is Nangong Long's own improved magic. It combines the magic of creating low-level and middle-level undead, and it is cast with huge magic power, so as to realize group creation.

However, because the magic is released with pure magic power, there is no corpse as a medium, so it will disappear after a certain period of time.

The distance between the gate of the fortress and the location of Nangonglong was filled by the undead legion. With such a huge number, no matter how sleepy or not fulfilling their duties, the kid standing guard would still find this abnormal situation.

"@#￥%..."

The little ghosts who were in panic danced and screamed.

The Undead Legion didn't care about these at all, and would only complete the task calmly, so the siege began.

The bone dragon was the first to attack, leaping over the city wall and breaking into the inside of the fortress.The death knight rushed towards the dark gate, swung his weapon with all his strength and smashed it, and an irregular gap suddenly appeared in the solid gate.

In the fortress built by the miners, the gate was extremely heavy and strong. Even the death knight could not blow it up with one blow. Besides, the attack power is not the strength of the death knight, but the meat shield is the main job.

But if it doesn't work once, then twice, a few more hits will always get through.

The skeleton who served as an archer pulled the bowstring and shot a bone arrow, hitting the little ghost running and roaring on the city wall.

boom--

The gate shattered and scattered, and the army of the dead poured in.The howls and screams of the little ghosts sounded one after another inside the fortress. The little ghosts who have been overwhelming in numbers tasted the violence of numbers for the first time.

"Necromancer"

Looking at the army of undead in front of her, the half-elves female warrior spat out four words in a trembling voice.Her companions, the miner monk, the gardener scout, and the middle-aged magician also had terrified expressions.

The witches standing on the right side of Nangong Long were more indifferent. Although it was the first time they saw large-scale ones, they had seen small-scale ones a few times before, so they were not surprised.

The expressions on the faces of the three priestesses were more surprised than frightened, presumably because they were always taken care of by Nangong Long on weekdays, which made the fear in their hearts infinitely reduced.

As for Qianjin Swordsman, he didn't know what expression to put on.surprised?surprise!Are you scared?A little bit.In addition, she had a sense of excitement of discovering his secret.It was because the feelings that came up were too complicated that she just stood still.

"I don't know what you misunderstood, but please don't compare me with that third-rate magician."

Although Nangong Long's tone was very flat and he didn't look back at her, the half-grown female warrior couldn't help but take a step back.

Nangong Long didn't want to belittle the necromancer's idea, but was just stating a fact.Aside from reanimating the dead into walking corpses, necromancers really don't have much to brag about.And once there is no corpse as material, most of the necromancer's abilities will be lost.

But for the kingdom, necromancers are the enemy. After all, one person can form an army. What is even more troublesome and frightening is that the comrades who died in battle will rise up again and become enemies.

Just now everyone was still fighting side by side, and in a blink of an eye, swords will be facing each other. This situation is quite damaging to morale.

The little ghost's miserable dying howls gradually diminished. At this time, Nangong Long took a step towards the inside of the fortress, followed by the witch and the others, and a group of death knights (babh) staying nearby raised their shields to open the way ahead.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Nangong Long would not be around and he would be attacked by the surrounding skeletons, the half-elves female warrior and her companions followed tremblingly into the fortress.

As soon as they passed through the gate, the sight of broken arms and limbs came into view. Fortunately, everyone was an adventurer, so they didn't feel too much discomfort.

Several skeletons surrounded a little ghost and stabbed the bone spear in his hand. A tall warrior exuding an ominous aura raised his shield and smashed the screaming little ghost with a blow. The dead archmage, who was chewed by the imp and covered in robes, released a fireball to burn the imp to death and charred him.

Even though this was expected, the Witch and the others were still shocked.

"*￥#...(I am a believer of the God of Consciousness, and I am also a servant of the Chaos faction serving the evil god. Why do you want to kill us?)"

The little ghost in full body armor raised his long sword horizontally in front of him and swung the bone short knife diagonally upwards, screaming at the same time.Excessive anger made the already ugly face even more distorted and hideous.

Because it didn't know who the leader was, it had been yelling for a long time. After all, no one in the army of the dead would pay attention to it, let alone the undead soldiers couldn't understand what it was yelling.

"A foreign god is still used as a backer." Nangong Long chuckled, his tone quite disdainful.

There are gods in the four directions, and the god of wisdom naturally exists. It is said that the gods will give inspiration to those who explore the truth.In other words, God will not give answers directly, but guides scholars to pursue knowledge by themselves.

The foreign god of wisdom, the God of Consciousness, is just the opposite. For example, if a person wants to destroy the world and happens to be favored by the God of Consciousness, the specific method of destroying the world will appear in his mind.

Nangong Long's voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the kid armed with teeth.

"￥#%...(Who is insulting the great god)"

Those extremely angry words, people who don't know the real situation will think it is a devout believer.However, the nature of the little devil is doomed that it cannot have a firm belief.

The reason why he believed in the God of Awareness and offered sacrifices was very simple and rude. It became stronger and became the boss of the lair.

This time Nangong Long ignored it, just pointed at it which was gradually surrounded by death knights.

"Little paladin, the lucky guy who was noticed by the God of Awareness"

The next moment, the little ghost paladin was smashed into a meatloaf by the death knight, blood spattering everywhere.

Chapter 67 No one can escape

After about 5 minutes, the little ghosts in the fortress were killed.It is impossible for a fish to slip through the net. The undead are very sensitive to the breath of living creatures, and the possibility of the kid trying to escape the hunt is zero.

As for the captives imprisoned in the dungeon by the little ghosts, Nangong Long rescued them alone the day they arrived at the village at the bottom of the mountain. Those who could be saved would be healed and sent to the village he built. Those who were dead would find a place with a good view on the mountain. buried.

At that time, I didn't directly kill the little ghost paladin, I just wanted to let Qianjin Swordsman learn more.And the cave halfway up the mountain was collapsed by him last night, and not a single kid was left.

The army of undead who had completed the massacre disappeared one after another, and the half-elves female warrior stared at this surreal scene. At this moment, she remembered the scene where Nangong Long used spells at the beginning. After comparing the before and after, she was surprised to find that the other party did not seem to use spells. Corpse as ~Material.

Calm down and think about it carefully, the various undead soldiers that appeared in front of her eyes were far from what she had heard.