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Lin Qi was sitting in the back garden of the Longshan Imperial Palace, carelessly pushing a swing made of vines in front of her with her toes. Yun, Ji Le Tian and Princess Qing Li were sitting side by side on the swing, laughing quietly, not knowing what they were laughing at.
Mr. Mo stood a dozen meters away with a sullen face, looking down at a blooming red rose, and dryly reported a series of numbers to Lin Qi. How many soldiers have been reorganized in the past few days, how many soldiers have been sent to the battlefield, and how many soldiers have died in battle. At the same time, how many sets of armor have been replenished, how many weapons have been cast, how many coffins have been built, and how many soldiers have been temporarily requisitioned. Body bag. . .
More than a month has passed since the Hall of Heroes was acquired. During this more than a month, the believers of the gods were beaten to death, but the gods did not take a break either. Faced with a huge threat, the gods are joining forces to deal with this evil creature.
Each pantheon of gods sent several god-level beings to take charge, leading a group of elites to confront the evil fetuses of all spirits. No one wants to waste too much energy on this perverted guy, but this terrifying thing that wants to devour the gods is really a great threat to the gods, so the gods can only contain him. The continent of the undead prevented him from wandering around at will.
In the three abyss worlds of the church, the Screaming Lord has forcibly conquered a large number of armies sent underground by Lin Qi. Under the force of him and a group of fallen angels, large armies including orcs, undead, barbarians, and elves The army launched suicide attacks against churchgoers.
The Screaming Lord is extremely powerful, and neither the God of Dawn nor the God of Punishment is willing to confront him head-on. Therefore, this army that Lin Qi sent into the abyss on a temporary basis has a faint tendency to grow into a nuisance to the church.
This miscellaneous army is making waves in the abyss world, just like a sharp knife piercing the heart of the church, forcing the church to focus most of its attention on this miscellaneous army. Therefore, the church's support for the earthly world has become much smaller. Today the church is in the earthly world. We can only rely on the three empires headed by the Longshan Empire to deal with attacks from all sides.
"The Queen of Green Moon ordered to kill seven elven generals in front of the battle yesterday because a month had passed and they had not yet been able to invade the Holy Mountain! This made the Queen of Green Moon feel that her dignity was damaged, so the elves of the clan The generals are all in danger at the moment." Mr. Mo gently touched the petals of the red rose and laughed softly.
Lin Qi nodded slowly. He pondered for a while, and then said with a smile: "It's already very chaotic and noisy. But let's make it a little more chaotic and noisy! Pass the order and let the Dragon Witch King's undead army join the fight. The intrusion of the ground world. Don’t use too many manpower, just three or five legions of undead to deliver the final blow to the Gallic Empire from the core of the Gallic Empire.”
Standing up, Lin Qi looked towards the north of the mainland. Gallic Empire. In a sense, the Gallic Empire was Lin Qi's motherland. Before the Gallic Empire was established, the Black Tiger family had already established its roots in the northern seaboard of the empire. But the situation has evolved to the point where it is now. Some old things must be destroyed, and some new orders must be established.
The Gallic Empire was undoubtedly one of the targets to be destroyed.
"Tell the Dragon Witch King to restrain his undead children. They are only allowed to attack the armies of the Gallic Empire and the Knights of the Church, and are not allowed to harm ordinary civilians. Of course. The bones in the graves of the ancestors of those civilians are already dead anyway. It’s not too much if the body is put to some use.”
Lin Qi scratched his chin and couldn't bear to destroy other people's ancestral graves. After all, he inherited certain Eastern traditions and knew the importance of ancestral graves to a family. But who made the Dragon Witch King Lin Qi's ally? The fighting style of the undead is like this. There are more graveyards and more fighting power, so there is nothing that can be done about it.
Mr. Mo smiled slyly and nodded in agreement. He couldn't help but start to imagine what a spectacular sight it would be when a group of ruthless necromancers suddenly appeared in the most densely populated place in the central Gallic Empire. Forget about ordinary civilian families, their ancestral graves are sparsely buried everywhere.
But those nobles? . .
The day after Lin Qi issued this order, Lin Qi floated over the Gallic Empire on a magic flying disc. He quietly overlooked the plain below. This was where Lin Qi and the Dragon Witch King had agreed to let the undead army appear. Dozens of ultra-long-distance and large-scale teleportation magic arrays have been arranged here. In a quarter of an hour, half a million necromancers will appear here!
This is the most densely populated, richest and most prosperous province in the central part of the Gallic Empire, so a large number of nobles live here. Many of the ancestral residences of the ancient nobles of the Gallic Empire are here. Correspondingly, the ancestral graves of these noble families are here. They are all built here. As powerful nobles, these ancient nobles of the Gallic Empire often occupied a mountain peak, then emptied the mountain peak, built huge palace-style mausoleums inside, and buried their clansmen in the thick mountain.
Because this plain is where the Gallic Empire started. The ancestral home of the Gallic family is here, and the ancestral home of all the great nobles who followed the Gallic family to establish the Gallic Empire are here. Almost every mountain here is occupied by huge tombs.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly. Along with the low roar of the magic circle, large areas of pale white light poured out from the ground. Groups of undead mages wearing black, gray, and brown cloaks flew lightly from the magic circle. come out. They raised the bone staffs in their hands high and immediately recited the incantation to summon the dead souls from all sides.
These undead mages are the elites that the Dragon Witch King has accumulated in the Abyss of the Undead over the years. The weakest among them has the strength of the peak saint level. For a magician at the pinnacle of the holy level, one of his spells can make all the corpses within a hundred miles move. As for those powerful undead souls at the semi-god level, their spells can easily control the undead within a radius of five hundred miles and summon them to their side.
Following the spells of these necromancers, a stream of gray wind quickly blew across the entire province, and then quickly spread to other nearby provinces. Half a million necromancers at the holy level or above chanted the undead spell at the same time. This gathered power was enough to frighten even ordinary gods. Standing high in the sky, Lin Qi was hit by this gray cold air, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
In each of the magnificent and luxurious palace-style mausoleums, those heavy coffins made of marble, granite, and even bronze and silver were pushed open by huge forces. With a sonorous roar, nobles who had lost their lives for many, many years stood up from their coffins.
When the nobles of the Gallic Empire were buried, they would put the armor and weapons they used to fight in their coffins as burial objects. As for nobles who are more particular, they will let their descendants bury their mounts next to them after their mounts die.
So when these nobles came out of the coffins, they were already fully armed, and many of their armors and weapons were high-grade magic armors and magic weapons. There are also some saint-level and demigod-level powerhouses who have fallen in previous religious wars, and they are wearing sacred-level equipment.
Accompanied by a low 'quacking' sound, the mounts that were buried beside their masters after death slowly stood up. Many mounts have rotted to the point of leaving only white skeletons, but driven by the undead spells, they quickly transformed into powerful undead mounts, possessing more power than in life. Their master once again sat on their backs, and they fought side by side again after countless years of death.
One by one, nobles with gorgeous armors walked out of their tombs. Outside the tombs, the noble knights who were responsible for guarding these exquisite tombs screamed in terror. They ran around in confusion, and some even knelt in embarrassment. On the ground, they were praying hysterically to the gods - they had no idea how to deal with the emergency situation in front of them!
Attack these guys in armor? But these guys are all ancestors of their respective families, and many of them are their direct ancestors several generations ago! The palace-style mausoleums of the nobles are in excellent condition, with dry air and constant temperature. In addition, due to the various magic armors they wear, the bodies of many great nobles who have been dead for thousands of years are still intact, and their faces can be clearly seen during their lifetimes.
These faces are now vividly left in the portraits of ancestors in the ancestral homes of various great nobles. The faces of these ancestors are familiar to all family knights. Facing these family ancestors who have emerged from the grave, no different from before they were alive, who can be so mad as to wield a weapon against them
The aristocratic burial customs in the Western Continent have brought the destructive power of these necromancers to the extreme!
The great nobles of the Western Continent would often bestow the greatest honor upon their powerful knights and most loyal warriors - letting these knights and warriors who fought conscientiously and served loyally for their family be buried in their family's tombs after their death. Such rewards also led to the fact that there were a terrifying number of corpses of noble knights and ordinary warriors in the tombs of these great nobles! (To be continued...)