The Rise of the Cemetery

At the beginning of the negotiation, the young mage had an insight into the negotiating bottom line of Ms. Phillen. The only thing you do n’t know now is the opponent ’s hand.

Since Mother Firren dared to come to the door unscrupulously, even though it was only a "simulation", it also shows that she must have a card that is enough to deter the young mage. Otherwise, if she thought that with a few empty threats and promises of interest, she would be able to take away the iron heart and destroy the undead in this drow city, it would only mean that she was naive and ridiculous.

Would a mistress who almost controlled a drow city be naive?

This is a non-existent problem!

Therefore, the relaxed young mage simply realized with a relaxed mind how an ambitious "old politician" was sweethearted and upside down. After all, a seemingly innocent and obsessive mature woman is so pleasing to the eye, whether it is brazen, or pushing her belly. Of course, the premise is that you can ignore every alarmist word spit out from her beautiful red lips!

Xu Shi's attitude of the young mage made the other party understand something. After a splendid performance, this almost unreal "fiction" finally stopped its useless tongue.

Mother Zall, who had always been accustomed to hiding conspiracy behind her, finally realized that the young mage in front of him had a different level of sophistication and calmness than his external age. If you want to achieve your goal, in addition to understanding what the young mage wants, the rest depends on whether your opponent's hole card can help the opponent back.

So, after going back and forth, the problem returned to the original problem.

"Mr. Basal, you are so active, don't know what you want?"

"I will get what I want, it only takes two days."

"Mr. wants too much, are you afraid of not eating?"

"You can't eat it until you eat it. You have to eat it before you know it. Why don't you wait and see!"

"Wait?" Mother Filun looked around her expressionlessly, her eyes finally changed a little bit: "Mr. Basal, you and I are in the center of Rasmufir, but you Look now ... "

The pain in Mother Drow's eyes did not know how true or false, but her worry was true. Standing on the terrace and looking far away, the entire underground city fell into a dark shadow. In the perception of these powerful people, there was no breath of life within a mile of the radius.

This drow city has become an absolute dead city.

Although as long as the undead retreat, the drow will eventually restore the city, but that is also a matter of hundreds of years.

In the dark and dull underground world, water, food and population are always scarce resources.

And all this is based on a basic security of life. If Zall cannot show its strength to protect its own city, even if there are more promises, it will be difficult to attract the homeless people, let alone form a benign life circle.

Drow is a fighting race with no production. It pursues a hard-line policy that the whole people are soldiers, not the weak. This is destined to require a servant race that is ten times their population. Without these deprived slave cannon fodder, nearby minerals cannot be mined, the accumulated metal cannot be converted into a scimitar shield, and the damaged sword equipment in battle cannot be maintained. Imagined disaster.

But now, they still need to worry about their own lives.

The swarms of undead not only surpassed their imagination in number, but they also marveled at the literacy shown in the battle. This kind of undead army can't even make up all the drow cities in the city. I am afraid that it is the best elite in the undead kingdom on the surface?

Lack of an effective information collection system, coupled with little concern for changes in the structure outside the underground world, this mastery of masterminds, Filun, has always been confused about the identity of the young mage. How can the noble background be allowed to allow the Lich of the Undead Council to give such an important soldier to a young man in his early twenties and let him stir up the wind and rain outside?

This kind of reuse does not seem to be able to sustain itself simply by the identity of a Holy Order Necromancer disciple. Therefore, in the case of incorrect initial information, even if Mother Verlen used some concealed ground agents, she could not obtain any useful information.

If she knew that the other party had such a big appetite and ambition, why would she bother to poke the other party? Now the mistresses who are against each other are falling down one by one, but the final result has not moved in her favor, but instead turned into an out of control steel chariot, she must be run over.

"Mr. Basal, if you quit Rasmuffel now, everything in the past will not be investigated. But if you continue this way, you will face the anger of the great goddess!"

"Goddess' anger? How angry will it be?"

The young Master's contempt for the drow deity finally finally angered the master drow with power. No believer in the goddess of spiders will bow to the blasphemy, and even if she is crushed, she will defend the goddess ’unshakable dominance in her heart with the madness of the mad believer.

"Rose is on! Mortal, you must finally understand that the glory of the great goddess cannot be profaned! You ..."

At the moment when Mother Filun stood up and issued the most severe intimidation to the young mage, the space beneath her feet swelled with a strange ripple that was unclear. She was affected by the ripples, like a projection of unstable power, and the whole simulacrum suddenly appeared a fragment and a stuttering vision.

Before she lowered her head to examine the strange changes in the space under her feet, another more violent space ripples. At this time, her imagination could no longer feel any wave of thoughts in the distance, and the whole body began to stretch and torn left and right, exposing the fantasy light and shadow inside the body.

When the whole image of Mother Drow disappeared completely, an amulet with simple shapes and fierce fluctuations of magic appeared before the young mage.

The young mage waved his hand and photographed the amulet with the invisible mage's hand. After careful identification, the knowledge of "Magic Item Identification" in the past is not in vain, and finally recognized that this is a second-order magic item-a mirror amulet.

The mirror image formed by the general mirror spell cannot realistically simulate all the characteristics and attributes of the target. It is not in the battle place where every second counts. It is difficult to hide the orthodox mages with real vision or magic vision. Therefore, such a mirror amulet is It came into being.

After copying the target with a mirror spell, as long as the mirror amulet is placed in the mirror body, you can perfectly deceive the check of most detection spells, and it can be used as a weak avatar. The drow family was indeed rich and wealthy, and such fine magic items could also be used as one-off items. It really made the young mage shake his head and sigh.

However, the young mage combined his hands with one hand, and an air bubble that came out of his hand wrapped up the "mirror charm". The other party wants to use the mirror amulet to show the flawless appearance of the image, and it is inevitable to leave his own breath of life in it. And these things fall into the hands of a Necromancer ... Haha, I really should teach her how to deal with a senior Necromancer!

A resentful banshee emerged from the side took the air bubble with both hands and gently lifted into the lobby of the tavern, where several high-level chaotic lords began to portray a complex curse circle in the corner of the lobby. In the central area of ​​the lobby, a large and uncertain phalanx is dimly spreading some kind of spatial ripples outward.

At the moment when the magic circle opened, the intensity of this spatial fluctuation was gradually increasing. But after reaching a certain node, it began to fall back slowly, and gradually stabilized at a fixed frequency, affecting the spatial structure around the city in an imperceptible way.

At this moment, this drow city is truly a solitary city, and all long-distance teleportation spells on the non-cemetery side will be banned. Even if the drow mothers can still contact the backing goddess-the spider goddess behind them, the difficulty of the other party to lower the avatar or the projection will increase linearly. And everything that happens here, under the magical anti-prophecy-like enchantment effect, is also difficult to be directly perceived by the cautious goddess.

After all this was done, the several cemetery teams sent out also ordered to start retreating. If the opponent really has any cards in his hand, he should be forced out at this time!

The two Dragon Lich who rushed back first were rushed into the lobby at the foot by the young mage. Their rank is still too low, not suitable for a possible battle for a while, it is better to let them in charge of the strengthening of the cursed circle in the lobby. The young mage led all the elders in the cemetery to the front, pushing the frontline to the area where the former big families were located.

If the young mage has a good estimate, the opponent's hole card should be in the residence of the first or fourth family. As for what it is, I am afraid that it will only be known after the war!

As the elite of the cemetery moved forward in mid-air, a large number of cemetery creatures on the ground under the command of the leader and leader began to move forward together.

Of course, the well-deserved cannon fodder lickers rushed to the forefront.

These bouncing and flexible guys were like a white wave, and quickly swept through all the areas in front. Whether it is on the street, on the top of the house, or on the steep rocky walls, they are everywhere. In this way, even if the enemy has any traps, they will be completely traversed by them.

And occupying half of the entire underground city are countless ghosts and grievances. They are worn through countless barriers, houses, and strongholds, stepping on almost every inch of space, and never letting go of anything. A hidden underpass and secret room.

Under their mercury-like search and investigation, the panoramas fed back to the young mage's mind are becoming more and more detailed, and the detection of the entire terrain is completely accurate to the centimeter level.