Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 888: spy

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"Boom... Boom..."

At this moment, the situation in the Weeping Valley is in chaos. Everyone lost their minds and fell into a frenzied killing. Even if Ron's strength reached the level of the gods, he could not stop all this. His own undead, however, more undead rushed towards him with weapons, their faces full of hatred and madness.

"How to do?"

Ron forced himself to calm down and think about countermeasures quickly. At this moment, he saw a familiar figure.

"Jed...he's Jed..."

Jed didn't go forward to fight in person. He stood in the crowd and directed the undead whose souls had been occupied to launch wave after wave of charge.

"He is the first undead to be occupied by the undead dragon... Could it be that the real soul of the undead dragon... is on him?"

Ron thought hard, and after a while, his brows gradually relaxed.

"that's it!"

Ron made up his mind and vowed to kill this guy completely.

"boom-"

An extremely cold breath enveloped Jed in an instant, and then spread out at an extremely fast speed. With Jed as the center, all the undead in the surrounding area were affected.

The speed of "Jed" slowed down significantly. It glanced at Ron, and its anthropomorphic eyes contained fear. The god-level beast has basic wisdom. When it saw Ron, it knew that the other party was someone it could not afford to provoke. The enemy, at this moment, all it can think of is to escape.

"Where are you running?"

Ron yelled, and chased after him with the Scourge Scepter in his hand. The escape of "Jed" strengthened Ron's speculation that "it" must be an undead dragon.

"Jed" was a little panicked, he let out a low growl, and the undead whose souls were occupied by it immediately surrounded him.

"kill-"

A murderous intent flashed in Ron's eyes, and he showed no mercy at this moment, "Boom...boom..." Dozens of undead immediately fell into a pool of blood. With Ron's current strength, even a strong man in the God Realm could easily Killed, he kept his eyes on the target and chased after Jed.

"Roar-"

The undead dragon, which had nowhere to run, aroused its ferociousness, and with a low growl, it rushed towards Ron instead.

"die-"

Ron snorted coldly, and the huge death power surged out like a flood that was off the gate.

"Jed" roared, and at this moment, a beam of blue light suddenly appeared in its eyes, like a sharp arrow, it shot towards Ron's head quickly.

"what?"

The beam of light came too fast, and it was too late for Ron to hide. The strange blue light sank into Ron's head, and Ron only felt a loud bang in the sea of consciousness, and then his mind went blank...

It was getting dark.

A small stronghold located on the border of Hokan District. As usual, the undead soldiers in the stronghold patrolled nervously and busyly. Groups of heavily armed soldiers walked by, their iron boots stepping on the hard bluestone slabs, making a "click" Click..." The sound was very piercing in the silent night.

"You guys cheer me up. Lord Crolia will come to inspect the stronghold in the next two days. If something goes wrong, I will tear you apart and take your soul out to make a lamp. Put it in the latrine..."

The commander of the stronghold, a tall, flesh-faced undead soldier stood on a high place, his small eyes like mung beans stared fiercely at the undead soldier below and said viciously.

"Yes... my lord!"

The undead soldiers who were on patrol were shocked when they heard this, and then they were full of energy. They knew in their hearts that Lord Levid was originally the head of the "Sorrowful Wind" bandit group in this area. The Scourge, guarding this stronghold, this guy is a master who can say and do it. If his soul is really made into a lamp and put in the latrine, it will stink to death.

Seeing that the soldiers cheered up, Levid smiled with satisfaction, and slowly looked away.

"Lord Livid, we... that's it?" At this time, the adjutant standing next to Livid, a middle-aged necromancer smiled wryly, and said, "The Sad Wind Thieves..."

"No more..." Livid spread out his hands very simply.

"Filler, we are old friends. I know what you're thinking, but I'm sorry to tell you... the Grievous Wind Thieves are gone, and I'm now the commander of the 74th Army of the Scourge..." Levy De said with a serious face, "Don't mention the matter of the Sad Wind Bandit Group again..."

"I know... I just..." Feller smiled shyly, "I just don't like Kronia, this guy...isn't he the leader of the Shadow Thieves? In terms of overall strength...maybe not as good as us ...why? Why do we listen to her after all?"

"She was one of the first people who pledged allegiance to Lord Ron, the Lich King... There is no other way!" Livid pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "But I believe that with my strength, I can replace Croni Ya is a certain thing, as for the Lich King... sooner or later he will see my ability... and loyalty!"

"But..." Feller continued without giving up, "with the power of our Compassionate Thieves, we can have more choices... Why don't we choose the other side? For example, the one from Icecrown Castle... No, it's the same. Scourge?"

"You mean Fismer? This guy who claims to be the Emperor of Calamity?" Levid sneered, "That's not as good as Lord Ron... At least he is the legal successor and has the Scepter of Calamity!"

Feller fell silent, raised his head after a long time, and smiled, "Since the leader has made up his mind, I have nothing to say. I'll go first and deal with some things!"

"Go!" Livid smiled and patted Feller's shoulder, "You have been with me for a long time, and you have always been my most loyal subordinate. It's good... I won't forget you..."

"Thank you sir!" Feller smiled politely, saluted and turned to leave.

Livid watched him go away, his smile became stiff, and his fierce eyes gradually showed murderous intent. Suddenly, he was startled, and he squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand, his tall body tightened like a leopard, and all around him After taking a look, he said angrily, "Come out, everyone is gone, so why hide?"

"Levyd, you really haven't changed at all, you are always so vigilant... It's really difficult to get some cheap from your subordinates!"

A black mist appeared out of thin air, and with the chuckle of "giggle", Kronia's figure slowly appeared in front of Livid.

"Pull it down!" Levid rolled his eyes at her, "You are not as good as me in terms of frontal combat, and I am not as good as you in terms of concealment and assassination, you guy... I am afraid that you have come here long ago, and you are still pretending here?"

Kronia smiled, neither admitting nor denying, she changed the topic and said, "How do you say? Is there something wrong with your subordinates?"

"Intuition tells me... Yes! But I have no evidence..." Livid nodded and admitted this frankly. Although he looks rude, he has a soft heart. Naturally, Livid was somewhat capable of escaping from the middle of the road, and some of Feller's actions could not be hidden from his eyes.

"I'll send someone to watch him!" Livid glanced at Kronya and said, "It's really not possible, and we have to do it without evidence!"

Kronia nodded, "This matter must be done as soon as possible. I heard the latest news... Icecrown Castle has already started operations! They have dispatched a total of more than six million undead troops, and they have already set off in mighty strength..."

"War is a matter of time, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!" Livid took a deep breath, no matter who sat in Fismer's position, it was impossible to tolerate such an existence, "The commander over there... Is it Master Tito?"

"You guessed wrong, it's really not this time!" Kronia smiled, "It's his student... an undead named Adele!"

"Adele? I don't know..." Livid frowned, shook his head and said, "But to be a student of Mr. Tito, you should have some skills!"

"The appearance of the Scourge Scepter has given the undead more choices. Who is the real heir, Mr. Ron or Fismer?" Levid said.

"Our side, is it all deployed..." Levid tentatively asked, the pressure on him was still great with more than six million undead regular troops.

"It's all deployed, but the main battlefield is not here..." Kronia twitched her cute little nose, "In terms of the number of troops, we may be smaller than them... But we have home field advantage... All arms are complete, and finally The two Frost Dragon Lairs have also been successfully built, just waiting for the production of the Frost Dragon... "

"only… "

Kronia sighed, and continued, "Master Lich King led an army to hunt a god-level beast. It has been so many days and he hasn't come back yet. Lady Rose, who also went to deal with another god-level beast, has already returned. … I'm a little worried… "

"What's there to worry about?"

Livid smiled, "If the Lich King can't even deal with a god-level beast, he must not be the Lich King. Since he is not the Lich King, then there is no need for the Scourge to exist..." Levi Vader narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a hint of cunning.

"Although I have only met him once, I have confidence in him... Although Master Ron is not an undead, he has some characteristics of an undead, such as humility, bravery, self-confidence... and indomitable patience and resilience... I believe he will definitely successful… "

"I hope so!"

Kronia felt relieved, smiled and said, "I have to go, Livid, you have to deal with the spy matter as soon as possible, and you must be decisive in the current war..."

"I know!"

Levider said gruffly, his eyes glaring fiercely.