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Chapter 375 Unknown Aura

"My lord, the family members of the diplomats have sent a message."

Lott looked at the head of the goblin on the helmet display, glanced at the image of the big man approaching the wooden house in the window next to him, and said:

"Take this guy under control. What does the Curtis family say?"

According to the investigation of the reconnaissance plane, there are three small human cities in the northwest far away from the underground city.

Since the diplomats and intelligence officers are currently at Birdman's place, the Knight Officer is setting up fortifications on Watch Island.

Due to the lack of manpower and the distance, Lott only sent three family members of diplomats. The entourage consisted of 10 knights, 6 werewolves, and 3 warlocks, all of whom had level 5 strength.

In terms of weapons, there is only one transport plane and four combat flying saucers.

If you encounter Tier 5 enemies, it’s okay if the number is small. Once there are more, the soldiers on the ground can protect themselves, but the air support may not be enough.

The combat flying saucer cannot withstand the attack of Tier 5 units.

Although the city has been upgraded, the weapons cannot be upgraded at the same time. Only when the technical reserves of the goblins reach a certain stage can the effectiveness of the weapons be improved, and the specific level of improvement can only be given by the knight officers when they encounter relevant problems on the front line. Answer.

The upgrade of powerful weapons is inseparable from the practice of war.

Vickers: "My lord, the situation on the side of the diplomat's family is a bit complicated"

"tell me the story."

"When they arrived there, they found that the three cities were empty, and the magician who accompanied them detected the breath of undead around them."

As soon as he heard about the undead, Lott's mood did not fluctuate much. Instead, he felt that what was supposed to come had finally come.

"Let Vader send all the bombers he can send there, load the holy light bombs, and let me know when it's over."

Lott ordered casually with a blank face.

If it were before, he would still have to worry about how to deal with the undead, whether the weapons in his hands were effective, and what to do if the enemy counterattacked.

Now, since Teresa developed the Holy Light Bomb, Vader immediately asked the goblins to develop plans along this line of thinking, and then developed various weapons and equipment specifically used to deal with the undead.

Among them is the installation of holy light blasting devices at each transmission intersection, which is used to prevent the invasion of the undead.

As soon as Vickers heard the lord's order to go directly to the bombing, he quickly said, "My lord, please listen to me."

Lott looked at its portrait strangely. What else could be said about the undead?If the plague comes, everyone will have to finish playing.

However, as an excellent leader, it is natural for subordinates to listen to their requests.

After receiving a nod from the lord, Vickers quickly said:
"My lord, the family members of the diplomats found quite a few problems when they arrived there. Because the distance is too far, and we don't have a signal node in that area, the image transmitted over there is a few days ago."

"Send it to me to have a look." Lot crossed his arms and crossed his legs, looking at the visual image in the helmet and said, and then glanced to the side.

The girls were dozing off in this warm and comfortable environment, and the little girls on the left and right had already fallen asleep on their stomachs.

"Good lord."

After Vickers finished speaking, its avatar shrank to the upper left corner, and then a brand new image appeared in front of Lott's camera.
"The lord asked us to visit these three cities. The goal is to let the humans here open up business with us, so try not to provoke them - we don't have the authority to do whatever the master wants, so take it easy, understand."

"I know Captain."

in a UFO transport plane

Three fat men with the same appearance as diplomats sat on the surrounding seats, and beside them were 10 death knights in black armor, 6 werewolves in black leather clothes, and 3 black-robed sorcerers.

On the floor between them, there are three holographic images of human cities, which are not very large in terms of scale, but no matter what, as long as there are human beings living there, it will be fine.

"No. 2 is in charge of the one on the left." One of the fat men straightened his high hat on his head and looked at the opposite side, and then looked to the side:

"No. 3 is in charge of the right side. We each bring 3 knights, 2 werewolves, and 1 warlock. In the end, there is one knight left to stay behind on the flying saucer and provide support when needed. Any objections?"

"No."

The holographic image on the floor disappeared, the cabin door below slowly opened, and the gust of wind suddenly rushed into the cabin. Following the beam of gravity light above, several people stood up and greeted, and led the team down.

When Nord led the first team and a suspended camera to one of the small cities, what they saw was a desolate scene.

The gates of every household were closed tightly, and all kinds of domestic garbage were scattered on the street.

The whole city looked as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

"There is the aura of the undead here, sir. Although it is very weak, it does exist. I can sense it."

The sorcerer next to Nord just took a look and came to a conclusion:

"The existence of undead spirits has always been a serious concern to the lord. I think we can go back and return to our orders. Then we just need to hand over to the bombers to come and sweep them."

The others nodded in agreement.

"Wait a moment."

Nord quietly scanned the street, took off the high hat on his head and patted it on, then put it on again, turned to the magician and said, "Mission change: investigate what happened here."

The overall person in charge of this operation is Nord himself. As a family member of a diplomat, Lot has given them certain authority, so everything is subject to his orders.

The mimic demons have no force or command ability. If they encounter danger, the warlock next to them is solely responsible for commanding the tactical team to ensure its safety.

Now, as the chief of operations, the mimic asked to investigate here, and the sorcerer naturally agreed.

Warlocks and knights don't matter. As undead, they don't have any emotions, just follow orders.

However, the three werewolves next to them were a little bit critical. After all, this place is quite unusual, and there are undead creatures hidden. Reasonable, as creatures, they should not stay for a long time, but orders are orders, and they cannot be disobeyed.

Several werewolves froze for a while as if they were fighting, and finally they were relieved.

"Any plans, sir?" asked the sorcerer.

"Well, we must first find survivors. Can you sense the breath of the born?" Nord asked, looking at the warlock who was the combat commander.

Warlock closed his eyes and raised his head to sense, then pointed in a direction and said:
"To the southeast outside the city, there is a small wave of biological aura, which should be survivors who have escaped."

(End of this chapter)