The sound spread in all directions, and several fighting arenas were displayed one by one in front of An Fei. Maybe it's because their relatives and friends were killed by zombies, or maybe it's because they are being chased by zombies, leaving them with nowhere to escape. In every arena, there are more than a dozen mercenaries fighting to the death with one or several zombies.
People often burst into terrible madness when they reach a dead end. At this moment, the roars of the zombies have been suppressed by the shouts of the mercenaries. Without the protection of the dark magic circle, the warm sunshine has caused great harm to the fighting zombies. The zombies were just struggling to their death. An Fei made a judgment. Even if he did not join the battle, there would be no suspense about the outcome.
"An Fei? Why are you?" A figure strode towards An Fei.
"Orsi, we meet again." An Fei had a good impression of Orsi, the leader of the War Mercenary Group. Among the mercenaries called by Ozguch, Orsi was the only one who spoke for him at that time. , or in other words, Orsi is just speaking for justice.
"Why are you here?" Orsi looked An Fei up and down.
"An Fei, are you up to something!" Ozguch jumped out of nowhere, looking very angry. There were several leaders of mercenary groups behind him.
"Be polite! If we hadn't destroyed the magic circle, you would have turned into zombies by now!" Riska said coldly.
Ozguch was stunned, looked at each other with the leaders of the mercenary groups, and showed an awkward smile. They are not brainless people who can become the leaders of the mercenary groups. They were unknown there just now. In the middle of the magic circle, they seemed to be in an inexplicable dark world. They could not see anything and could only hear each other's voices. And the boundless darkness was affecting their bodies and minds, making them want to go crazy. The magician wanted to recite the spell, but found that the speed of summoning the elements was horribly slow. In other words, just when they were listening to the screams of their companions but were at a loss what to do, the lovely sunshine suddenly appeared and rescued them from the darkness. Now hearing Riska's words, Ozguch and others understood, An Fei must have saved them, and it could only be An Fei who saved them.
"We discovered that there is a group of necromancers operating in the Hengduan Valley. Since yesterday, we have been secretly tracking those necromancers." An Fei explained softly.
Ozguch's expression suddenly became very ugly: "An Fei, what did you say? There is a group of necromancers?"
"Yes, there is a group. I don't know the specific number of people." An Fei said slowly: "There is a high-level necromancer who is their leader. I don't want to be discovered by him, so I can only observe secretly from outside."
"High-level necromancer?" Ozgucci suddenly raised his voice. It was already very rare to see a necromancer. To be able to see a high-level necromancer, Ozguch simply doubted whether he had been tricked by the God of Doom. He took a fancy to it and kept sending miracles to him.
"Yes, you are not the first mercenary to be attacked by the Necromancer, and it seems that you are not the last one." An Fei sighed softly: "Several mercenary alliances have been attacked by them."
"How did you know?"
"The number of zombies exceeds a thousand. Where do these zombies come from?" An Fei asked.
"These damn necromancers!" Ozguch cursed through gritted teeth. For certain interests or certain purposes, he had killed other mercenaries, but he could not bear to see other forces killing mercenaries in the mercenary country. On the one hand, the mercenaries are very united. On the other hand, the mercenaries are always fighting among themselves. This is also a unique cultural landscape of the mercenary country.
At this moment, the battle with the zombies has come to an end. The zombies exposed to direct sunlight have almost no power to fight back. One by one, they are chopped down to the ground by the mercenaries. The mercenaries are still worried that the zombies will not die, so they attack more and more fiercely. , until the zombies are chopped into pieces, it is considered contentious.
The dozen mercenaries who were the first to end the battle breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had defeated a fierce high-level monster. They puffed up their chests and walked towards Ozguch with proud expressions. They did not realize that The other mercenaries were looking at them with different eyes. It was not until Ozguch took a few steps back as if to avoid something that he froze there.
Although the battle was over, the scars left by the zombies were still there. One of the mercenaries was bitten on the face by a zombie, and his left cheek had become bloody. Blood flowed across his cheeks and neck, staining half of his shoulders. It was bloody red; there was also a mercenary with a deep visible wound on his chest, which was a scratch caused by a zombie. There were also two mercenaries who were missing an ear each, and they were standing side by side. The scene was It seems a little funny. At least half of these dozen mercenaries are injured, but the injuries vary from minor to serious.
Looking at other mercenaries, the situation is similar. As long as they have fought with zombies, most of them have been injured. Ozguch's throat twitched, and he took a sip of saliva with difficulty. His expression
Complex, as if a painful decision is brewing.
The mercenaries who were stunned there already understood what was happening. Some mercenaries were hurriedly looking for wounds on their bodies, while others who did not need to look for anything had expressions of despair. They had been wandering between life and death all year round. Maybe they are not afraid of death, but when faced with the fate of becoming zombies, they are really afraid.
"Don't panic, everyone! I know a priest of light. He will remove all the undead energy from your body." Ozguch suddenly said loudly: "Everyone who has been scratched and bitten by zombies, please come forward and stand here." , I need to make arrangements."
Ozguch's statement greatly encouraged the desperate mercenaries. Their eyes showed joy and they quickly gathered together according to Ozguch's words.
"Ozguch, where is the priest of light you mentioned?" A thin young man stood up and asked loudly.
"It's in Baishui City!"
"Why did the Priest of Light come to Whitewater City?"
"Ye, you don't have to worry about my affairs, this is my secret!" Ozgucci shouted angrily.
"Okay, I don't care about your business, but let me ask you, how long will it take for us to return to Baishui City?" The young man named Ye asked in a neither humble nor condescending manner.
Ozgucci couldn't help but be speechless, and slowly lowered his head.
"When darkness begins to cover the earth, the undead energy will attack and turn them all into zombies! Unless you are a great space magician, there is no way you can send them to Whitewater City before sunset!" Ye Huan Xu said: "And I also doubt whether you know a priest of light!"
"Ye, what do you mean!" Ozguch shouted.
"What I mean is simply that you are lying!"
Ozgucci was speechless, and his body was trembling slightly.
"Actually, everyone understands, but they just don't want to admit it." The young man named Ye glanced around: "Even if the priest of light suddenly appears here, he may not be able to save them! I didn't want to say it at first, but I have to "Just now they were our companions and our brothers, but soon they will no longer be!"
"Yes, they will attack us!" Ye's speech won the response of some mercenaries, and one mercenary said loudly.
The injured mercenaries were silent, only looking at Ozguch blankly, waiting for the alliance leader to explain that he would fulfill his promise, but Ozguch suddenly squatted on the ground, grabbed his hair with both hands and tore it hard. He looked like he was in extreme pain. This action made all the injured and uninjured mercenaries understand the truth.
An Fei showed a faint smile. Although he didn't have much contact with Ozguch, he knew that Ozguch was a scheming person. An Fei didn't believe that Ozguch didn't even have such a little control. Obviously, Ozgucci also knew what kind of method was right at this moment, but he also wanted to take advantage of this to win people's hearts, so he performed a double act with the young man named Ye.
An old mercenary around fifty years old coughed lightly and said in a hoarse voice: "I am already very old. I am not afraid of death, but I don't want to become a soulless walking corpse." After that, the old mercenary knelt down. He fell to the ground, closed his eyes, and silently recited a few words in a pious voice.
Other injured mercenaries also knelt down. Although the sounds they made were chaotic, the sad atmosphere could not be described in words. Most of the female mercenaries who were watching shed tears involuntarily, and the faces of the men were also tense. He tightened his grip and clenched his hands into fists, as if he wanted to hit someone. Those injured mercenaries knelt down, which represented that they had made their own choices. Both sides were suffering from the stalemate, but now it has turned into sadness. Although they are both negative emotions, the former is more difficult to bear than the latter.
"If... you still regard us as partners, please come and save us." The old mercenary slowly opened his eyes.
"I'm sorry..." The young man named Ye hesitated for a moment, pulled out the long sword with his backhand, and came to the old mercenary in a flash. He raised the sword and pierced the old mercenary's chest.
"No!" Ozguch cried out sadly and rushed forward. However, he staggered a few more times and fell to the ground. Apparently he fell into a coma due to excessive grief. Orsi and others The leader of the mercenary group was shocked and surrounded Ozguch.
"Don't be nervous, let me take a look." An Fei walked up to Ozgucci in a few steps, grabbed Ozguch's wrist with both hands, shook it, and pulled it secretly. He was not trying to save Ozgiq. Instead, he used the family tradition of splitting muscles and bones. So many mercenaries volunteered to die, but Özgüq was still acting, which made An Fei feel disgusted, so he decided to teach Özgqi a lesson.
The pain of splitting the muscles and bones of the hand is not something ordinary people can bear. Ozguch sat up from the ground with a scream and glanced at An Fei with panicked eyes.