The Rise of the Cemetery

The first enemies to threaten Death Valley still came from humans.

At the 41st hour, a mysterious human force appears.

I don't know which small town they came from, there are not many wizards, and there are less than 300 human soldiers.

Since Farina deliberately chose a dangerous place deep in the jungle when choosing the location of the city, the surrounding area of ​​Death Valley is mostly rugged mountains or swampy wetlands overgrown with monsters. If the human army wanted to rush here from a nearby small city, it would at least need to trek nearly a hundred miles in the jungle.

This is an infantry army composed of light armored swordsmen. There are no other arms in it, and there are no traces of all kinds of heavy weapons. In fact, this is normal. After all, not any team can trek for nearly a hundred miles in a jungle full of wild animals, poisonous insects everywhere, and not even a decent trail.

It can be seen that this group of enemies is specially directed at Death Valley. As soon as they got out of the lush old trees and the deep and leafy jungle, they had already started to form a neat queue, facing the Death Valley, and took advantage of the spare time before the battle to eat in a hurry.

A commander in exquisite monster leather armor stood at the front of the line, holding up a "monocular".

Not a single living creature could be seen at the entrance of the quiet valley, but the air was filled with a strong, pungent and unpleasant smell. It can be seen that there has just been a series of battles here. The land used as the battlefield was full of discarded insect remains and beast furs, as well as large groups of smelly slime, but most of the biological flesh and blood disappeared, which made Stone's heart tighten even more.

Today's long-distance raid was not his original intention, but the idea of ​​the two noble wizards behind him. As the captain of the guard under Lord Edward of Maple Leaf City, he thought it was a terrible idea to run a hundred miles to attack an unknown enemy. If it wasn't for the two noble wizards who made the request, I'm afraid he would have sneered at this kind of suggestion a long time ago, and directly put the guy who made the suggestion into prison.

Who is the enemy? he does not know. It seems that even the two master wizards who made the request to march don't know who the specific enemy is.

Without knowing who the enemy was, what abilities and strengths they possessed, the elite light-armored swordsman battalion of Maple Leaf City was thrown across a hundred miles of mountains and forests to a strange place. Such an absurd thing is absolutely impossible to happen, but it happened to become a reality under the push of the two master wizards.

Fortunately, the dangerous jungle road of nearly a hundred miles was not attacked by too many jungle beasts, nor was it attacked by a large group of Lepidoptera and myriapod insects, which undoubtedly reduced the team's unnecessary attrition . But even so, poisonous vines, bloodthirsty piranhas, quicksand traps that look soft but are actually terrifying quagmire... These essential elements in the jungle still reduced the team by more than ten people.

Walking along this road, the entire jungle was unexpectedly quiet like never before, which made Great Swordsman Stone even more frightened. But at this moment, looking at the end of the trip, the silent valley hidden in the thick pale mist, Stone felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Rusting sounds came from behind, and the two consultant wizards supported by Lord Edward complained about the slippery and sticky dirt road, while urging Captain Stone to march in quickly.

Stone sighed secretly, turned around and saluted the two wizards respectfully.

The tall one is the Hudson wizard, level 3, who is good at divination and prophecy, and today's actions are all due to his "persistence" to take shape. And he is an indispensable right-hand man of Lord Edward, and even many specific government affairs have begun to frequently rely on his divination.

The short one is Sorcerer Cindy, level 2, good at pharmacy, usually very low-key. It is said that the lord has regained his "magnificence" by relying on some magical potions offered by Wizard Cindy, and has gained a great reputation among the many ladies and ladies in Maple Leaf City.

This may also be one of the main reasons why Lord Edward is inseparable from them.

"Respected Lord Hudson, the terrain here is dangerous, and there is only one road for the large group of people to enter and exit. Therefore, I think it is necessary to send some scouts first..."

Although Chief Guard Stone spoke very humbly, he was interrupted by the sullen Wizard Hudson before he could finish speaking.

"The enemy is right in front of you, Captain Stone. I just need you to lead someone to rush in and kill that evil thing that offends the spirit of nature. There is only one road, so that would be better, so that the enemy would be even less likely to escape Alright! How long are you going to dawdle? I can already feel the anger of the spirit of nature. Every quarter of an hour you delay, the enemy will be stronger for a quarter of an hour. Are you planning to question my order?"

With a thin face and a hooked nose, Wizard Hudson said the last sentence, his tone already tinged with a hint of threat. The chunky wizard Cindy next to him took the opportunity to add fuel.

"With us two wizards standing in front of you, are you still afraid that the evil thing will rebel?"

Stone's heart twitched, but a smile was forced on his face.

"Yes, my lord wizard. I give the order to march!"

The troops trekked continuously for a day and a night, and it was the time when people were exhausted. Taking advantage of the opportunity just now, he quickly ate some dry food. Before he could take a nap, the orderly leading the team shouted loudly.

However, this swordsman battalion carefully built by Maple Leaf City is a rare elite after all, and all the members in it have the strength of Tier 3 fighters, so this kind of hard work can still be tolerated. Although full of complaints, half a quarter of an hour later, amidst the loud shouts of the trumpeters, the rows of swordsman battalion soldiers were ready to march towards Death Valley.

There are no arrows shooting all over the sky, no enemies waiting in full force, and the entire valley entrance is so quiet that it makes people feel palpitating. Only the captain of the queue is still shouting the slogan "one two one", trying to maintain the order of the team.

The soldiers who had put the wooden round shields on top of their heads hesitantly put down their hands, scanning around for possible enemies as they marched.

When passing through Taniguchi, all the soldiers felt like vomiting from the sticky and slippery liquid covered on the ground, and a large number of remaining cobweb fragments were also very sticky, so everyone slowed down even more.

When everyone carefully passed the "battlefield" and began to go deeper into the valley shrouded in pale mist, the two master wizards came to the field, picked up some carapace fragments and broken limbs, and chatted with each other.

Being knowledgeable wizards, they naturally recognized that these were part of certain poisonous insects and worms. It seems that before them, some jungle creatures have been inspired by the spirit of nature to attack the enemy. The valley is so silent. Could it be that the enemy and those stupid jungle creatures died together?

They should still be faster, but they can't let this evil thing that offends the spirit of nature escape, otherwise they will get much less feedback from the spirit of nature.

However, the dark elemental particles here are too active. Obviously, there have been dark creatures here, and this must be guarded against. Therefore, the two wizards took out a few wizard weapons specially used to restrain dark creatures from their pockets, and then strode up to the team in front of them.

But not long after the two of them passed the battlefield, the soft and dirty soil suddenly began to stir and roll, and ugly and ferocious zombies came out of it, silently trailing behind the humans.

A quarter of an hour later, from the depths of the valley shrouded in mist, there was a scream of fighting like heaven and earth, which was also mixed with the crisp sound of gold and iron and the explosion of elemental fireballs. However, the battle broke out suddenly and ended very quickly. In just two quarters of an hour, the valley became silent again.

At the entrance of the valley, the sound of heavy breathing and hasty running sounded, and the floating and cruising mist suddenly scattered in all directions, and four or five figures in distress came out of it.

"Let's go... let's go... Those undead are catching up! Come on..."

Because of the fear and haste, the voice of the speaking has been distorted, and it can barely be heard that it is the voice of the arrogant Hudson wizard. But beside him, there was no figure of Wizard Cindy.

Stone's bodyguard's armor was in a mess, his face was covered with blood, and there was a terrible claw mark on his forehead with deep bone visible. The rolled wound was filled with gray dead air. Although he was seriously injured, he still gritted his teeth and supported the stumbling wizard Hudson, and led the remaining three servants out of that terrible nightmare.

Thinking of what happened just now, Stone shuddered.

Skeleton soldiers, obviously without a trace of flesh and blood, but able to move freely like a living person, and can kill human warriors crazily; dirty and tattered clothes are hung on their bodies, and their skin is full of abscesses and purple-black crusts. Ugly zombies that just howl and jump on people.

No matter how many of these two most common undead creatures there are, it is impossible to defeat a human team with wizards. But in the depths of the mist, there are actually quite a few terrifying ghosts and terrifying vampires with humanoid appearances.

The claw mark on Stone's forehead is due to a vampire demon.

Thinking of that kind of person's pale face, scarlet silk cloak, bright red lips, blood eyes, and swift figure that comes and goes like the wind, Stone feels a sense of numbness from the bottom of his heart. These terrifying blood-sucking demons often thrust on some unlucky ghost with the stainless steel long swords of three or four swordsmen, lying on the opponent's neck and sucking with a creepy sound.

Stone once saw with his own eyes that most of the body of a blood-sucking demon was burnt by the scorching fireball of the wizard, but lying on the person and sucking a few mouthfuls, the scorched skin fell straight down, revealing the crackling skin underneath. Crackling new meat that grows quickly.