Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

"In the name of death, witness our glory!"

"Knights!"

"charge--"

The soul roared, spreading out ripples in circles, and the roar could be heard even by foreign warriors.

Wearing heavy armor, holding knight's spears, and soul horses burning with blue flames, the skeleton knights lined up in columns. Although there were few people, they rushed towards the battlefield like an unstoppable torrent.

The foreign warriors were frightened by the soul roar, and before they could react, they saw the Skeleton Knight rushing forward.

The spear pierced their bodies, bringing up a shower of blood.

The knights didn't even take a second look at these vassal race warriors and charged straight forward without stopping at all.

Their formation is gradually changing from a column to a triangular cavalry formation.

The soul energy connected and merged continuously. As they charged, a sharp energy barrier formed by the condensed soul energy appeared at the front.

This barrier is different from the soul protective wall of the Undead Monument.

The energy barrier formed by the Skeleton Knight's charge can not only defend against the opponent's attacks, but also reflect the opponent's physical attacks, and has a killing effect.

As they charge, the barrier will not weaken, but will become stronger and stronger until it ignites with blue soul flames.

Looking from a distance, a group of knights came on their horses amid the raging flames.

So powerful!

The vassal race warriors and rat people were dumbfounded.

They brought fear and death.

Wherever the soul flame passed, corpses were everywhere.

No one is willing to stop such a team.

Before the Skeleton Knight arrived, the Rat Man's morale had already been taken away.

Their mouths were trembling, their legs were shaking, and their wide eyes were filled with fear of death.

"In the name of death, we grant them eternal silence."

"This is mercy and punishment."

"I swear with my soul that the enemy standing in front of us will use his life to witness our bravery."

"Keep our names in mind. We are called Black Warriors. When we appear, you should be in awe and you should sincerely repent..."

The black warrior walked out of the gathering place with a long sword. As he walked, he chanted in a low voice. It felt like a believer praying again.

When the warriors of the vassal race saw the black warrior wearing heavy armor, they immediately attacked, but their attacks were ignored by the black warrior.

They just walked up to them, raised their swords high, and swung them down.

If the personal feeling of Skeleton Knight is ferocious, then the feeling of Black Warrior is one of despair.

Unlike the Skeleton Knights, the Black Knights do not have that high mobility. They are heavy armored infantry.

While losing mobility, their defense and attack have also been greatly enhanced.

Both physical resistance and magic resistance are very strong.

In terms of offensiveness, although the Black Warrior uses a long sword, he is invincible.

As the core force of the undead tribe, the combat effectiveness of the Black Warrior is no joke.

Against those poor vassal race warriors, the black warrior would not use a second sword. Every time he struck a sword, a vassal race warrior would fall down and die.

During the battle, the whispers like prayers never stopped.

That low, nightmarish voice kept echoing in the hearts of the vassal race warriors.

Even if they survive, they will still shudder when they think about it countless years later.

That's not a force they can resist.

That is the existence that scares them more than the devil.

I don’t know how many people will change from brave warriors to weak cowards because of the whispers of the Black Warrior.

They become extremely afraid of death.

They would wake up from their dreams, roll out of bed in panic, and kneel in the darkness, trembling, full of fear, but praying extremely devoutly.

Pray that death will not come so soon.

Pray that Darth Vader won't show up to them again.

Their fear will last for a long, long time.

The Black Warrior's attack is so real. He doesn't dodge or retreat. He withstands all your attacks, walks up to you, and swings his long sword.

The undead clan has a vicious reputation, and the Black Warrior definitely made great efforts.

With their fighting method, anyone who sees it will feel a sense of despair.

In the history of other worlds, the Black Warrior is indeed very famous.

These guys went to war with the devil and dared to confront the devil head on.

These guys went to war with the dragon clan and dared to attack the giant dragon with the dragon's breath.

These guys are at war with the angels, and even under the shining of the holy light, they still move forward firmly.

It seems that nothing can stop the Black Warrior's progress.

Whether you call them stupid or fearless, Darth Vader is the kind of existence that can bring you fear and fear from the front.

The past history has long been forgotten by most people, and the terror of the Black Warrior is only part of the many undead legends.

But now, the warriors of the Ratmen's vassal race once again witnessed the power of the Black Warrior.

It's a feeling of invincibility that beats you openly.

You watch them move forward step by step. He allows you to use all offensive methods. He will not be able to defend or slow down.

Isn’t this the biggest source of fear?

Even if you dodge or defend, you know that the opponent can be defeated.

But if that person doesn't dodge, doesn't even defend, and lets you hit him casually, and then walks up to you and kills you, this is called true despair.

The skeleton undead also rushed out with their broker's spear, followed the black warrior, and launched an attack on the enemy.

For the first time, the rat army truly realized what undead was.

Before this, the undead had been on defense and defending against their attacks.

This gave the rat people an illusion.

The opponent seems to be not very good, he only dares to defend but not to attack.

It is this feeling that makes the Rat Man unscrupulous.

They believe that the other party only dares to fight a war of attrition with them by relying on those defenses and those long-range attack methods.

The legendary race is nothing more than that.

How could races in distant times understand the role of progress!

But when they really faced the attack of the undead, the rat people realized that it was not that those races were too weak in the past, but that the undead were really powerful!

The warriors of the vassal race could not stop them from being defeated.

The Ratmen's regiment also took over the Skeleton Knight. At the moment of the battle, their team was cut through, and they were unable to stop the Skeleton Knight.

If they had support from the rear, they wouldn't be like this, but now they are being attacked from both sides.

Behind them are the Demonic Skeletons led by the Demonized Skeletons and the modified corpse transport truck sent by Li Ziyu.

The Rat Man collapsed... -

The two encirclements collapsed, and the rat soldiers panicked and rushed into the positions of the other two encirclements, driven by the undead.

Chaos is inevitable.

Taking advantage of this chaos, the undead sounded the clarion call for a full-scale counterattack!

……

The Rat Man was defeated.

More than 30 people were lost and defeated by the undead.

The news flew everywhere as if it had wings. After a while, all the city-states and villages within the rat tribe's territory knew the news.

This is incredible news.

The victory of the undead means that a new race has established a foothold and taken root in the central area.

It had been how many years since something like this had happened, or in other words, how many years had it been since there was no new race in the central zone.

Every race that wants to take root in the central zone must go through a test.

The content of the test is the attack of the powerful clan.

If you withstand it, everyone will recognize you, and you can take root in the central area and become a new force.

I'm sorry if I can't stand it, otherwise my clan will be exterminated, or I'll be beaten back to my hometown.

The chance of genocide is greater.

During the time it takes to pass through the wasteland and reach the central area, there will definitely be damage, and hunger and fatigue will consume the strength of the group.

And when you reach the central area, before you can take a good rest, you will be discovered by the powerful clan and launch an attack.

On one side are the powerful troops who are recharging their strength and waiting to gain military exploits, and on the other side are the exhausted troops who have just arrived in the central area from remote places, endured countless hardships, suffered from hunger, and were exhausted. There is almost no need to say more about which side will win or lose.

After a fight with the powerful tribe, even if they were not destroyed by the group at that time and fled back to the wasteland to die, would there still be enough tribesmen and food to return to the previous area?

There is a high probability that he will not die in the wasteland.

Over the years, new races and forces have landed in the central region, but they have all been defeated by powerful tribes, and no force has ever gained a firm foothold.

This is like a curse. The races and forces living in remote places all know that the central zone is a good place. It has fertile land, a lot of resources, and a better living environment. If you want to make the ethnic group develop bigger, you must go there. Central Belt Living.

But the problem is that the powerful tribes in the central area do not want to share their land and resources with others.

So it's one thing to know, but it's another thing to be able to live in the central area.

What no force has been able to do for decades or hundreds of years has now been accomplished by the undead tribe.

They landed in the territory of the Ratmen and resisted the attack of the Ratmen army.

Not only did they block it, they also counterattacked, killing more than 30 people, and chasing after the rat people.

The Ratmen can no longer attack the Undead for the time being. This is not to say that the Ratmen are unable to attack, but because of the rules.

There is no doubt that newly landed races will have to go through a test, but you can’t go on forever, right?

Didn't you say that I just landed in the central area, and then you all came to fight with all your strength?

Needless to say, within decades or hundreds of years, it would be impossible for any race to successfully establish a foothold in the central zone.

Most of the powerful clans in the central area now come from outside.

They have also been tested.

As a powerful clan, they have experienced a lot, and they also know one truth - they cannot be flowers in the greenhouse.

Without experiencing wind and rain, the tribe will begin to only know how to enjoy, will decay, and will disintegrate from within.

Therefore, we need to give the tribe some crises from time to time to stimulate their nerves and let them know that they can't just focus on enjoyment, they must develop, they must know how to be humble, understand that they are not the strongest, and don't get carried away.

And aren't these forces coming from outside the best crisis?

Hence the rules of the central zone.

You can attack, but you can't attack endlessly.

The rat men have fought back and forth several times, especially the last wave, which mobilized warriors from several surrounding city-states to attack the undead.

This has not yet defeated the undead.

Once in place, if you continue to attack, other powerful tribes will intervene, because the rat people can break the rules.

Continuing to fight will not only waste the resources and strength of the race, but also bring no benefits.

They also hope that new forces will continue to land in the future, bringing excitement to future generations.

The undead tribe has passed the test and has ushered in the time for development.

At the same time, centered on the gathering place of the undead, the rat tribe divided a large area of ​​territory within the territory of the Illamaha city-state and ceded it to the undead tribe.

This territory is approximately one-third of the territory of the Illamaha city-state.

The rat people don't want to cede territory, but they have no choice. Rules are rules. If they don't want to offend several powerful tribes in the central area at once, they have to reluctantly cede territory.

The two city lords of Ilmaha City State were very bitter, and they became the people responsible for this war.

Not only do they have to face the punishment of the Ratmen, they also have to give up their own interests and hand over the land to the Undead.

There are strong opinions within the Ratmen against the two city lords of Ilmaha. They believe that it was their incompetence that caused the Undead to grow in size and failed to eliminate the Undead at the first time. At the same time, they also embarrassed the Ratmen and let other powerful tribes see it. They must pay the price for their jokes.

The price is very painful, and it is very likely that they will be deprived of their position as city lord and replaced with a new city lord.

The two city lords of Ilmaha City State worked hard to keep their positions, but they were unable to do anything. After all, they failed to stop the undead tribe from landing. Indeed, they failed to eliminate their opponents immediately, and at the same time, they allowed the opponent to gain a firm foothold.

What's more important is that the voices of the civilians within the rat people are even louder, which makes it impossible for them to maintain their position.

Before the arrival of the new city lord, they still have to handle the delivery task and hand over the territory to the undead.

Regardless of whether the rat people are willing or not, they must take this matter seriously and give the new force enough respect, although in the future this new force is likely to suffer revenge from the rat people and disappear due to some trivial matters.

But now, they must pay attention and behave like courteous corporals.

The two city chiefs of Ilmaha carried out the delivery in person.

They arrived outside the gathering place of the undead with proof of their territory.

The two city lords did not bring many people, and they were only followed by more than a hundred rat guards.

Arriving at the gathering place of the undead, the two city lords looked up and saw the obelisk of the undead suspended in the sky. They gritted their teeth secretly. It was this thing that blocked their attack and blocked them outside, causing them to fail.

I looked at the bone wall again. Good guy, the wall was built in such a short period of time. The undead are the undead.

"The Rat Man is here again?"

"Ready to fight!"

In the soul network, information is constantly being transmitted.

The skeletal undead picked up the thorn spear and rushed up to the city wall. The thrower jumped happily and was ready to drop the bomb. He was so happy a while ago.

However, the undead who climbed onto the city wall were a little confused.

Didn't you say that the enemy is coming?

What about people?

The undead were stunned, but their formation shocked the Lord of Illamaha.

What are you doing? We only have so many people here. Are we going to start a big fight? !

"What, only more than a hundred people came?"

"Speak clearly next time!"

Darth Vader sent a message, cursing the Predator.

More than a hundred people are enough to do anything. For these more than a hundred people, tens of thousands of undead were mobilized. It's really not shameful!

In fact, the black warrior was too anxious. Before the hunter had finished speaking, he had already ordered the undead to prepare for battle.

"What did the other party do with more than a hundred people here?"

The Black Warrior put the undead on alert temporarily while thinking about it.

The formation of the undead really frightened the two rat-men city lords. They did not dare to move forward, so they pushed out a subordinate and asked him to shout.

The unfortunate rat man walked towards the gathering place of the undead with one step and two turns.

Damn it, I’m just a civil servant!

Why do you need me to shout?

I will be killed by the undead!

Unfortunately, he was not qualified to refute, after all, the status of the two city lords behind him was much higher than his.

"I, I am from the rat race city-state, Irmaha. I, I represent, on behalf of the city lord, I request, no, I request peace talks with the undead tribe!"

The rat tribe civil servant stepped forward tremblingly and shouted at the top of his lungs from two hundred meters away.