Nigris was worried about those believers. It was hard to have so many believers, so it was best not to be affected.
"I'll go take a look." Duroken said. A magician who can cast eighth-level magic appeared nearby. It would be difficult to feel at ease without investigating clearly.
"Let's go together," Nigris said.
Duroken cast a magic on himself, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and then said: "I am in front, sir, keep a careful distance from me."
This is natural. When you are a subordinate, you must be in front to eliminate danger for the adults. Even if you are attacked, you can give the people behind you time to react.
From this point of view, Duroken is a qualified subordinate.
However, Ange was a little confused. It wasn't until Nigris explained to him that he understood what it meant, and he immediately accelerated and passed Duroken: "In front of me."
This is a more reasonable formation, because Ange is just a projection, but Nigris and Duroken are here in their true form.
However, this caution did not work, because he met no one along the way, and when he arrived at Desert Town, he only saw a bunch of confused people.
Duroken went over and asked, and found out that these people were all residents of Desert Town. When the thieves came, they killed those who dared to resist in the town, kidnapped all the women, and drove the rest out of the town.
These thieves seemed to be looking for something and stayed here without leaving. Until tonight, a team of magicians and followers came, blocked all the thieves in the town, and ordered them to release the hostages. .
After the thieves released the abducted women, the magician unleashed Meteor Fall, smashing the entire town into a big crater along with the thieves.
Now, where Desert Town was originally located, there is only a big pit left, and all the buildings in the entire town no longer exist.
Duroken asked doubtfully: "Although Meteor Fall is powerful, its casting speed is too slow. Won't those thieves run away?"
An old man who claimed to be the mayor said with a wry smile: "I ran away, but I was blocked by the mage's followers and couldn't escape. Some of us also wanted to ask the mage not to destroy the town, but they were followed by the mage." The player was kicked to the side, and alas, it was all gone."
"Does the mage have many followers? Can they block so many thieves in the town?" Duroken asked.
"There are quite a few, dozens of them," the old man said.
"For example, an assassin like you who pretends to be an old man?" Duroken asked curiously.
The old man's expression changed, his rickety back straightened up quickly, and he glared at Duroken: "How did you find out?"
Du Luoken smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm. I have been staring at these thieves for a long time. I didn't expect that you would be the first to do it."
The old man looked suspiciously at Duroken up and down, but could not see the depth of the opponent. This made him realize that the opponent's strength might far exceed his own.
But this made him believe Duroken's words, because someone with such strength who could see through his disguise at a glance couldn't be a thief.
The old man reached out and touched his face, revealing a young face. Then he traced his thumb from bottom to top in the middle of his eyebrows and said, "Assassin Phantom, may I ask for your name?"
"Just call me Gili Guletrak Usriyero Barivovkisbret." Duroken made up a name casually.
"Okay, Brett." Phantom narrowed his eyes and glared at Duroken with a dangerous look. Apparently, he also saw that Duroken was playing tricks on him.
Duroken shrugged and asked nonchalantly: "Then why are you pretending to be the village chief?"
"Let's see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net. It seems that there are none now. Then Huan Mian will leave first." Huan Mian wiped the center of his eyebrows again. It seemed that this was his way of giving a gift.
After saying that, his figure slowly faded.
Duroken quickly asked: "Why do you want to kill these thieves?"
The phantom disappeared into the night, but his voice still came: "Passing by, I didn't like them."
Duroken continued to ask: "There is no need to bomb the town. Where can I stay at night?"
The illusion did not respond again, as if it had already left.
Du Luoken moved his eyes and stared at the empty space on the other page and said: "I want to ask you, why did you bomb the town?"
"Ahem, how did you find me? Just bomb me. Why are there so many? It's so troublesome to go in and search every room. Blast them all." A phantom voice sounded in the space: "Ahem, this time I’m really gone, goodbye.”
Duroken's eyes moved and quickly moved to the other side, staring at the empty space.
After a long while, cursing mutterings sounded in the air and gradually faded away.
Du Luoken watched the other party go away and curled his lips disdainfully.
Returning to Ange, Duroken reported the situation of the inquiry, and then analyzed it with Nigris.
"It should be a passing mage team. They couldn't stand what these thieves were doing, so they killed them casually and threw all the corpses of the thieves aside. If they came for these thieves, they would at least take away the corpses."
Nigris asked in confusion: "If you don't like it, then why did you destroy the town? This style doesn't seem to be courageous."
Duroken said: "I guess that the mage's followers are a very professional team. They don't want to go into the town and search every house, so they encourage the mage to bomb the town together."
"Didn't you say that there are still residents in the town asking for mercy?" Nigris said.
"The person who said someone was begging for mercy was also a member of the mage team, so I said they were very professional. They actually left people to ambush. They obviously wanted to eradicate the roots. I'm afraid the residents of the town couldn't even see the mage, so they were followed They stopped."
After Duroken's analysis, Negris suddenly had some guesses: "A noble mage who was inexperienced in the world, with a group of professional followers, passed by here and didn't like what the thieves were doing, so he casually Are they destroyed?"
Duroken nodded and added: "Then the followers were responsible for finishing the matter. The mage achieved the achievement of being brave and left with satisfaction. When he goes back to hold a cocktail party in the future, he will have materials to blow off the ruins and save a whole town of people."
This is really like the style of those noble mages, who do whatever they want and have others clean up the mess they make, so they don't even realize that their meteor has fallen, and at the same time, they have destroyed the shelter of the residents of the town.
In a desert where the temperature can drop to subzero at night, it is very dangerous to have no place to stay.
But no matter what, it was much better than the thieves taking over the town. At least the women were rescued. Everyone began to clean up the ruins of the town and try to find usable supplies.
At this moment, Ange suddenly raised his head and looked in another direction outside the town.
Desert Town is located on the edge of the desert. One side is a desert with no grass growing on it, and the other side is not much better, with a large area of sparse grassland.
This kind of sparse grassland cannot be used for grazing, but it will grow some mushrooms and rare herbs. It is the pillar industry of Desert Town. But now, from one side of the sparse grassland, there is a strong smell.
Before Ange could figure out what the aura was, an explosion of flames exploded in the dark night. Not long after, a horse carrying a female mage wearing a precious robe rushed out from the dark grass. .
Next to the horse, there was an old man with tongue hanging out. He was panting. That face was the phantom that Duroken had seen not long ago.
Seeing a bunch of people in front of her, the female mage panicked and shouted loudly: "Run! Run! The flood of immortality, the flood of immortality! Oops!"
Not knowing what it tripped over, the horse knelt forward and fell to the ground, throwing the female mage off and unable to stand up again.
The female mage got up and wanted to turn back to see the condition of the horses, but was dragged down by the illusion that was catching up and continued running forward.
The female mage cried, glanced at the fallen horse with tearful eyes, and started running staggeringly. After running for a few steps, she quickly cast a fire speed on herself and the illusion, and the speed of running was as fast as sharp increase.
Running past Du Luoken, Huan Mian thought and said, "Run fast, the tide of immortality is a tide of skeletons, run fast."
The rest of the residents had already dispersed in a hurry. When the female mage shouted just now, they ran towards the desert with all their strength. Even the few wounded who were lying injured on the door panels struggled to get up and limped around. He turned around and ran forward with all his strength, showing the power of the undead tide.
Ange and the others had never heard of the Immortal Flood, and they were looking into the distance with wide eyes. Soon, two blue flames appeared in the darkness, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps floating in the cemetery. But why a pair?
Before everyone could figure it out, there was another pair... two pairs, three pairs, four, five, six, seven or eight pairs. In the darkness in the distance, a line of 'will-o'-wisps' suddenly appeared, extending to both sides to the invisible end. .
This is not a will-o'-the-wisp, it is clearly the eye socket of a skeleton.
As these skeletons moved, behind them, another row, two rows, three, four, five, six rows...an endless stream of skeletons emerged from the darkness like a tide.
Du Luoken couldn't help but panic. Are there so many? Do you want to run? Will they attack lichs?
At this moment, Ange arched his waist and let out a silent roar with his soul.
The roar of the soul is silent and spreads slowly, and only undead creatures can sense it.
The tide that was originally surging quickly slowed down suddenly. If it was running, it now became wandering. The surging tide turned into a flowing stream.
"What did you do? How could these skeletons obey your orders?" Negris asked in shock.
Ange tilted his head and said, "I told them not to run away."
The undead tide that had lost its speed seemed to have also lost its destructive power. The skeletons changed from running to wandering, and came near Ange. After seeing Ange, they suddenly turned to wander elsewhere at a faster speed.
Behind the undead tide, a dozen undead magicians looked at the slowly slowing down tide of skeletons, with questions on their foreheads: "What happened? Why did it slow down?"
"Are there any obstacles ahead? Like a river or ditch? Otherwise, why would it slow down?"
"Impossible. We have studied the route and there are no obstacles that can hinder the Skeleton Sea."
"Then why did they stop?"
"Could it be...that there is a territory for superior undead creatures ahead?" A mage said hesitantly.
In an instant, all the necromancers fell silent and looked at each other for a while. Each other saw that their faces slowly turned pale.
