Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

Chapter 1285 Identity

“You mean, the devourer of the undead, is our own person?”

When he came to Eri, the first thing Rod did was to summon the centaur leader who was always active in the area, and asked her about the Undead Devourer. Rod believed that she must know herself. Information not understood.

For such an uninvited guest rising on the battlefield, Rod felt extremely interested and wanted to know his identity. However, the information obtained from the centaur leader’s collar was somewhat beyond Rhodes’s expectations.

“Yes. I was attacked by him in the woods. When he approached, I felt your spiritual imprint, which is the same as my own spiritual imprint. He was also aware of this and took the initiative. Stopped the attack, and then disappeared into the darkness.”

After he pondered for a while, Rod asked: “Did you see his appearance when he was attacked?”

The centaur leader nodded: “Although the light is not clear, what I can confirm is that he is a male human with the identity of a hero. He should be one of your death knights, but I have not seen it before. he.”

Hearing what the centaur leader said, Rhode seemed to recall one thing. He did transform a human death knight among Eli and promoted him to the level of a corpse witch king. If Rhodes remembers correctly, That death knight should be called Vera.

What Rhode didn’t expect was that the Undead Devourer who kept destroying the Necromancer in Eri and controlling the corpse witch was his own death knight from the beginning, which was somewhat unexpected.

Rodriguez did not give Vera an instruction to destroy other necromancers. It had the effect of the ghost king’s cloak. Rod did not need to destroy other necromancers to gain control of the corpse witch. Vera did this. It is entirely his own decision.

After completing the transformation, Rod once asked Vera to seek help from the Centaur leader to better control the situation. Unexpectedly, Vera did not follow Rod’s advice at all, and he did not even go to find the Centaur leader, so he was alone. Made such a feat.

Relying on the wanton killing of necromancers, Vera controlled a huge number of corpses in a short time, far surpassing any death knight in Rod’s command, and even those liches that had accumulated for a long time, in terms of the number of undead creatures. , Could not surpass Vera at this time, but his move also made all the necromancers fearful, and the entire battle was stagnant.

In Rod’s view, this may be the habit that Vera had left as the undead lord before. The undead lord wants to control more corpses. In addition to constant battles, he can only start with other necromancers. Pulling is a bit overdone.

Relying on the perception in the spiritual imprint, Rod noticed that at this time Vera was gathering in the depths of Eri with a large number of corpses, not knowing what he was doing.

Rod tried to use his spiritual imprint to convey his own news to Vera, but he didn’t get any response.

Perhaps it was because of the distance or some other reason. At this time, Vera did not respond to the message in the spiritual imprint, which also made Rhode dissatisfied.

“Fine.” No feedback from the spiritual imprint, Rhodes thought for a while, decided to leave Vera’s affairs temporarily, and said to the centaur leader: “I heard that the people from the Diya royal family have arrived. They came to see me.”

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With the departure of Jenny and the other elves, there was soon only a human man left in the camp.

When these powerful beings left, the camp gradually became empty. The human man only felt that the dullness in his heart disappeared, and the whole person was relieved. At this time, he finally did not have to worry about his true identity. Found that, at least not in a short time.

The human man who appeared here was Moyas after his body shape changed. Relying on the ability of the treasure, in the entire camp, no one knew his identity except Jenny.

The noise kept coming from outside the camp, accompanied by a few rants.

“Our leader took the lead in facing the spreading evil, everyone who killed the undead, it is time to show the results of usual training, take up arms, and fight side by side with the leader.”

Moyas was puzzled. He wanted to go outside the camp to see what had happened so that the elves who had always been arrogant in the ordinary day could face the enemy, but he was filled with hesitation when he thought of Lord Jenny’s previous words.

The lack of strength meant that Moyas could only observe things with the naked eye and could not use his own perception. He had to learn from the mouths of other creatures to know what was going on.

When Moyas made a decision, the noise outside had already subsided, and Moyas then opened the camp as if he realized something. It is a pity that there are no traces of those elves in the camp outside.

Moyas was sighing secretly, but heard a voice coming in from outside the camp.

“Master Yves, Commander Hakashi Road, are you in the camp? What happened outside the city? Why are the elves rushing?”

With this sound coming from his ears, Moyas’ pupils shrank, turning his head back mechanically, looking towards the back.

What appeared in the eyes of Moyas was an elf of pure blood, dressed in a green suit that is common in the forest, and carrying a fine iron sword on his back. It looks no different from a normal elf, but for Moya For Si, the meaning of this elf is obviously more than that.

Taking a deep note of the face of the elf, Moyas lowered his head slightly to prevent him from seeing the emotions in his eyes, and said in a low voice, “They are not here for now.”

“Then do you know where they went?” the elf asked casually.

“There are signs of necromancer activity outside the city, and they are going to deal with it.”

“Where did I meet you?” Suddenly, the elf seemed to have discovered something, and the words seemed a little confused, “Your voice makes me feel a little familiar.”

These words of the elf changed Moyas’s expression: “You must be mistaken.”

“Really?” As he said, the elf stared at the human man in front of him, trying to see something abnormal from him.

Being watched by the elf in front of him, after a long while, when Moyas was about to be unable to bear it, the elf moved his gaze and looked at the empty seat in the camp: “It seems that I made a mistake. I really didn’t. I have seen humans like you.”

As he said, the elf sighed and walked to the seat in the camp, and said with a little nostalgia: “I don’t know how long this battle with the Necromancer will last. The great Fiat Lord misses his territory very much.”