Soul echo

Chapter 42 The Burning Dawn ([-])
Its soldiers are returning to death at breakneck speed, for reasons unknown.

In about 10 minutes, dozens of soldiers fell into eternal sleep. There should be no such masters around the lord.

Thinking of this, Feisal couldn't help but think of the Eastern native. If it was the Eastern native, it would be possible to do this.

Not only did he not escape, nor did he choose to fight a guerrilla attack in the city, but he took a detour back to the castle and continued to make trouble for it?
For a moment, Feisal really wanted to pry open that Eastern native's skull with his own hands, to see what was in his head, and how could he have such a strange idea.

He has not even crossed the extraordinary barrier, where did he get the confidence and courage to dare to be an enemy of it?

But this thought was fleeting. It didn't want to see the Eastern native again, and only wanted him to die now.

He has caused too much trouble for it. If the ceremony hadn't reached a critical moment, it would have entered the fortress by itself, and treated everyone, including the Eastern native, as living sacrifices to the Wisdom God. king.

Unfortunately, it can't do anything now.

As the host of the ceremony, it is temporarily unable to leave the ceremony site.

"Don't hold back any more, kill with all your strength." Feisal issued an order to his legion.

It knows that its soldiers probably can't kill the Eastern native, but it doesn't need them to kill him, it needs more death and despair, as long as the Eastern native wipes out all the soldiers in the fortress Just collect enough souls and blood before you run out.

All the undead soldiers in the fortress no longer held back their hands, their slow pace suddenly accelerated, they raised their knives and dropped them, slashing with all their might.

Some people didn't even have time to scream, and their heads were chopped off by the scimitar.

The undead soldiers invaded the fortress through the windows and gaps. More than a hundred undead soldiers entered the fortress. Even if Zhong Ye killed dozens of them, the remaining undead soldiers were enough to cause great damage to the living people in the fortress——Zhong There is only one Ye, and he doesn't know how to clone himself.

When Zhong Ye finished cleaning up the undead soldiers on the lower floor and moved to the upper floor, he saw the corpses of several undead soldiers on a long corridor, and there were several times as many living corpses as them.

Living people can also cause damage to undead soldiers-only a sufficient price needs to be paid.

Zhong Ye heard sobbing in a room next to the long corridor, took a deep look, shook his head and sighed softly, and did not knock on the door.

Firstly, he didn't have time to explain his background to those people and relieve their vigilance, secondly, he had cleared out the undead soldiers in the lower level, so there would be no danger here in a short time.

Zhong Ye dragged his big sword up the spiral stairs, and he met an undead soldier on the stairs, but the space here was narrow and curved, and he couldn't swing the moonlight at all.

Three steps and two steps in parallel, the warrior came to the undead soldier in an instant, raised his sword to parry the scimitar attacking him, punched out, and the air exploded.

The undead soldier was hit by a fist, and the soul fire shook violently and exploded with a bang.

After pulling the corpse away, Zhong Ye continued to move upwards.

He also noticed that the undead army no longer invaded the fortress, probably because the ceremony to open the gate of the abyss was about to be completed.

boom!
A gunshot caught Zhong Ye's attention - there are still people resisting in the fortress!

Some people threw down their weapons and fled desperately, hoping to live a little longer. Naturally, some people held their weapons tightly, unwilling to be killed.

Zhong Ye rushed out of the stairs and saw a team of undead soldiers besieging a room. The door of the room had been smashed, and someone held a shield against the door, preventing the soldiers from intruding.

There were several living corpses on the ground in the corridor, and the boots stepped on the pool of blood, making noise.

The undead soldiers also noticed Zhong Ye's arrival. Just as two of them turned around, ready to meet the enemy, they saw the comer lower his body and swing the big sword that was as tall as a person in the narrow corridor.

The power of breaking demons lingered in the moonlight, making the big sword tear apart the bodies of the two undead soldiers like a hot knife cutting butter, and even the other soldier behind them could not escape the fate of returning to death.

After the oblique cut, the big sword stabbed and stabbed, killing the remaining two undead soldiers. In addition to the other two corpses that fell on the corridor early, the group of seven undead soldiers was destroyed.

The two people guarding the room were stunned, but they saw the visitor untie the backpack, put it in front of them, and said, "There are some leather, cloth and a can of olive oil in this backpack. I hope you can help me deal with it, help me." Strapped to the arrows, I want to use these things to deal with the undead army in the castle."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the two people to agree, so he took a step and continued to go up to the upper floor.

The shield bearer and the musketeer looked at each other, thought for a while, and dragged the backpack into the room.

They also saw the strength of that man just now. Although they don't know who will win in the fight between him and the undead army, they have to resist. If they don't resist, they will die.

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"Quick! Laurel City is just ahead!"

Following the instructions of the middle-aged deacon, the Knights quickly found the way to Laurel City.

The avenue is relatively flat and there are no trees and bushes blocking the line of sight. After seeing the road conditions clearly, the team can move forward at a faster speed without having to be restrained.

When the sun rose, the outline of Laurel City appeared in the eyes of the knights, which lifted their spirits and swept away the exhaustion from running all night.

"Everyone, adjust your state!"

The head of the knight group reminded them that they were about to step into Yuegui City, but now they didn't even know what was going on in the city, so they had to be prepared to deal with the enemy in a hurry.

The city gate ahead was wide open, and as soon as they entered the city, they could smell the smell of blood floating in the air.

Looking around, the streets were empty, with little drops of blood scattered along the street, which made the knights extremely annoyed.

There are no other living people in the city, either have fled or become undead, and the remaining living people are probably in the castle.

After entering the City of Laurel, the knights quickly bumped into the undead soldiers who were looking for Zhong Ye, but had not had time to retreat to the castle.

Although they easily dealt with those undead soldiers, their armor and combat skills also made the knights look dignified.

Glancing at the castle, the head of the knights gave an order: "Everyone dismount!"

Street fighting is not suitable for riding horses, and it is even more unsuitable if you want to enter the castle and fight the army of the undead.

They took away all the horses of the Knights this time. If they were all buried here, the Knights would need to bleed a lot and buy another batch of horses.

And these horses are also their comrades-in-arms, and they don't want them to lose their lives in vain.

The knights got off their horses, and the head of the knights blew a whistle, ordering the horses to wait outside the city—the horses could still understand such vague orders.

With the equipment props that may be used on their backs, the Knights marched towards the castle again.

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Standing on the top of the fortress and looking at the square, Zhong Ye frowned, turned around and went to the floor below.

Blood smeared the entire square, and all the undead soldiers stood on the square, while the monster stood in the center of the 'altar', with corpses piled up around it, and one could tell at a glance that some terrible ceremony was being held.

If Zhong Ye didn't come back, the undead soldiers who invaded the fortress would slaughter the living people. Even if he came back, those undead soldiers would still be able to hold him back and prevent him from stopping the ceremony—after all, he couldn't leave him behind. The living in the fortress don't care.

Zhong Ye took the processed arrows, put the low-quality perfume into his waist pocket, took a few wooden sticks soaked in kerosene, and walked towards the first floor of the fortress.

The main entrance of the fortress was not blocked by any heavy objects, only a ridiculously thick wooden block closed the gate.

For the army of undead, this door was like paper, but they never opened it.

The flint was struck twice, sparks splashed onto the torch, and the flame suddenly shot up.

Inserting the torch into the ground, Zhong Ye lifted the latch with one hand and threw it aside.

Long——

The gate of the fortress was slowly opened, and the air outside the gate poured in.

The radiance of the rising sun fell on Zhong Ye's face, illuminating those cold eyes.

Draw an arrow and light it with a torch.

The undead soldiers standing near the gate of the fortress set off one after another and rushed towards the gate.

Nocking the arrow and bending the bow, Zhong Ye stared at Feisal who was standing in the middle of the square, and sneered.

"Nice to see you again!"

Before the undead soldiers blocked the gate, arrows shot out, passed through the gap between them, and flew towards Feisal.

'Watching' the rockets coming, Feisal was unmoved.

"sucker Punch……"

But at this moment, an earthen pot suddenly fell from the sky, and the pot hit the pile of corpses and exploded with a bang.

The mixed liquid of fire oil and olive oil spilled out, and when it came into contact with the sparks floating in the air, it exploded instantly.

——The flames soared into the sky!

(End of this chapter)