Lord of the People: a Hundredfold Increase From the Undead Chapter 529

Shadow Killer did not hesitate.

The dagger in his hand was suddenly pulled out, just when he was about to continue stabbing a few more knives.

A question arose in his mind.

Why didn't the person on the bed bleed or struggle?

The serrations on the dagger will bring out the blood of the big drum, but why is there not a drop of blood!

Just when she hesitated.

A hot and dangerous feeling came suddenly.

Looking down, I saw a ring of fire, swinging away from the body of the man lying on the bed.

call! !

The fire was raging.

The Shadow Killer turned around and wanted to run away, but it was still a step too late.

The flames knocked her out instantly, and the fire spread along her body.

The Shadow Killer got up in embarrassment, took out a bottle of medicinal powder in God's arms and sprinkled it on his body.

The burning flame went out quickly, but there were still large burns on the skin.

Under the firelight, she could also see the person on the bed.

A shriveled monster.

No, undead to be exact.

No wonder, the other side didn't respond when the knife went down.

There were loud noises all around, and a large number of people were approaching here with torches.

Shadow Killer, without delay, just took out the scroll and ran away.

The magic circle spreads under the feet.

At the same time, fireballs, bullets, and golden liquid shot forth.

not enough time.

The shadow killer directly interrupted the magic circle and avoided the attack.

Turning around, he immediately jumped to the side.

As she got away from the fire, her figure began to blur, and she was about to disappear into the night.

But at this moment, the escaped killer suddenly changed his face.

Looking down, she saw a golden liquid wrapped around her ankle.

next second.

The golden liquid spread all over her body at a terrifying speed.

Boom!

A muffled sound.

The killer fell from the sky, and below his head, it was tightly wrapped in gold.

Like a golden coffin.

A golden coffin with its head exposed.

boom!

After the golden coffin fell to the ground, it fell directly.

The killer was face down, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Until then, several people from Dong Jiayue approached.

"The dwarf is still not giving up."

Disrupting everyone's residences was Amanda's request.

She has sufficient experience in commanding troops, and has long guessed that the dwarves are desperate and may take the method of assassination.

Many heroes may not be afraid, but Dong Jiayue is very dangerous.

Therefore, Spencer was assigned to the main tent where Dong Jiayue lived, and Dong Jiayue was transferred to the ordinary tent in the distance.

Even if the enemy knew that Dong Jiayue lived in ordinary tents, it would be difficult to find out which one she lived in in a row of tents.

Looking at the wound on Spencer's back, Dong Jiayue couldn't help swallowing spit.

It's too dangerous, if you stab yourself, I'm afraid the whole village will be held.

"Assassination of the commander is a very common method, but Dong Jiayue, don't worry, you are safe." Amanda also walked over at this time.

Dong Jiayue smiled reluctantly.

I thought to myself, I didn't feel safe.

The orange heroes are all stabbed, I'm a little scared.

"What's next? Do you want a trial?" Dong Jiayue looked at the killer wrapped in gold nuggets on the ground.

Shadowthorn Morse purple Tier 3 hero.

Hero!

Still the purple hero.

No wonder he was able to silently enter the camp and give the orange hero a knife.

Amanda replied, "A killer hired by the dwarves, there is nothing to be tried."

Forehead,.

"What do I do now?" Dong Jiayue continued to ask.

"It can be killed, the body can be made into an undead and continue to be enslaved, and the soul can be collected in the Spirit Binding Tower and eaten by other souls." Amanda's tone was still flat.

However, the imprisoned Shadow Thorn suddenly trembled.

Obviously frightened by this sentence.

Dong Jiayue nodded, and when she reached out, she wanted someone to chop off her head, but Amanda reached out to stop it.

Instead, he continued: "It seems that you are also afraid of death. If you are not willing to become an undead, I can also give you a chance."

The shadow thorn upside down on the ground knew that it was talking to himself.

Shen Sheng asked: "What chance, I have a contract on me, and I can't say anything."

Amanda said, "Go to Grey Iron City and kill Loen."

"Are you crazy, kill the employer, I will be killed when I go back." Shadow Thorn growled loudly.

Amanda's scepter lightly tapped, and the gold nugget that fell to the ground, along with the killer, stood upright.

"If you don't agree, you will die now, and I can also promise you that when you come back after success, I will help you lift the contract on you and do things for us in the future."

"You?" Shadow Thorn sneered, "Is there any difference?"

The undead and the devil are not the same for whomever they do.

Amanda said: "Our leaders are humans, and you have a great degree of freedom and resources, how about that?"

Shadow Thorn thought for a while, then said helplessly, "Do I still have a choice?"

"Okay, Ruen, I want him to die, and I want the hero altar not to be resurrected." Amanda finished.

Reaching out his hand again, a stream of golden liquid flowed down the killer's nose.

The killer began to struggle violently, but couldn't get rid of it.

She could clearly feel that fluid flowed into her brain and gathered at the position of her head.

"What are you doing?" she growled.

The tone under Amanda's mask is still calm, "In 12 hours, Loen is not dead, the liquid in your brain will turn into a hedgehog and penetrate your head."

"You, are you a devil!" The killer said through gritted teeth.

"What do you think?" Amanda's scepter moved slightly, and the gold nugget on the killer's body turned into liquid and returned to the necklace on his neck.

The killer can move freely, but his eyes are fixed on Amanda.

There was anger, fear, and doubt in his eyes.

"12 hours, remember." After saying that, he turned and left.

Dong Jiayue didn't stay anymore, and all left here.

The killer, after hesitating for a while, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Back to the residence.

Dong Jiayue immediately called in 20,000 undead soldiers and surrounded all the tents.

There was no gap left, for fear that someone would assassinate him in the middle of the night.

Time passed little by little.

Dusk the next day.

The sky began to dim.

The huge animal skin tent was thrown open.

The blood-stained figure entered the tent with a gloomy expression.

Just toss.

Gollum! !

A human head rolled at the feet of Dong Jiayue and several heroes.

This is the head of a dwarf.

A bushy beard, and deadly eyes.

"This is Loen, get that thing out of my head." Shadow Thorn, looking straight ahead at Amanda.

Amanda didn't answer her, but glanced at Dong Jiayue.

The latter nodded and shouted to the outside: "Call Commander Belgar here."

Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the door.

The dwarf Belgar, who looked a little embarrassed, strode in.

As soon as he entered the tent, his eyes fell on the head on the ground.

Dong Jiayue said, "Bellegar, look who he is?"

Bellegar frowned, looking down.

Just picked it up, saw his face clearly, his face suddenly changed, and his footsteps took a few steps backwards.

"Luen." Bellegar's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Are you sure it's Loen? Look carefully."

Bellegar picked up the head and looked at it carefully.

Even discerning a camouflage.

In the end, he nodded, "It's Ruen, why did he die?"

The shadow thorn on the side, the abdomen and chest, still kept flowing blood.

He sneered and said: "Of course he died, and I also destroyed the altar of the dwarf. He can't be resurrected. According to the agreement, you can take that thing out of my head!"

In the room, ignore her.

Dong Jiayue stood up directly and said loudly, "The dwarfs are headless. It's time for the general attack. All prepare. After half an hour, launch the general attack and take the Grey Iron City."

"Yes!"

Whoa! !

After speaking, everyone got up and walked outside.

However, Amanda stayed at the back, looking at Shadow Thorn, who was very weak due to excessive blood loss.

Reaching out a hand, the golden liquid turned into a golden metal block again, wrapping her up.

After that, a golden thread flowed out of her nose.

"Okay, you stay here first, and when it's over, you will release the contract that binds you."

"you,."

Shadowthorn wanted to say something, but Amanda had already left.

She knew she couldn't break free from this bondage.

He could only close his eyes, not saying anything.

But it can be felt.

The ground trembled more violently, and the artillery fire became more and more intensive.

"Damn, why am I so unlucky."

Grey Iron City.

There was chaos in the palace.

His Majesty Loen was killed, which instantly caused a sensation in the upper echelons of the dwarves.

The political parties, which were already full of parties, instantly found an opportunity to counterattack and take responsibility.

They came up with evidence to prove that the other party was the murderer of the king.

A vote for colluding with the undead.

The king's personal guards were all pressed into the dungeon, and the interior of the palace was also taken over by the new army.

In the hall, full of curses, duties, and the fight of several dwarves.

The palace is like a vegetable market.

At this moment, the sound of panicked footsteps sounded from the periphery, and a dwarf ran in, rolling and crawling.

When I saw this scene, I immediately said.

"The news came from the Ancestor Square just now that the altar cannot be operated, and His Majesty Loen cannot be resurrected for the time being."

The announcement of the dwarves was not loud.

However, as if the mute button was pressed, the entire palace fell silent in an instant, and the needle drop could be heard.

Everyone stared at the dwarf servant in front of him, as if to see a flaw in his face.

"What did you say? You are responsible for your own words," said an elderly minister.

The dwarf attendant's legs trembled even more, and said tremblingly: "There is news from the Ancestor Square that the altar has been damaged and cannot be resurrected for the time being."

"When will it be repaired?" someone asked.

The attendant replied, "It is said that the damage is very serious, and the materials in the warehouse are vacant, and it will take a certain amount of time."

Whoa!

As soon as these words came out, the audience instantly became chaotic.

No one was arguing about who was responsible anymore, but began to worry about their own life and death.

The undead were fighting outside, and at this time, His Majesty Loen could not be resurrected.

In the whole city, the various parties were scattered, and without the restraint of a leader, how could it be possible to resist the attack of the undead.

At that time, it will be a problem sooner or later to be broken by the undead.

The scene was even more chaotic.

After a while, someone started to leave silently, one after another.

Even the commander-in-chief of the soldiers protecting the royal family began to leave most of them.

In the blink of an eye, in the palace, only a few people were left with sad faces.

at the city wall.

The gunfire roared, and the smoke filled the air.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in thick smoke, and the visible range was affected.

outside the city walls.

The ground was devastated, and the shells left dense pits in the distance.

On the edge of the city wall, bone racks and rubble and wood have formed a **** more than ten meters high.

The kerosene was exhausted, and the dwarves poured a layer of cold water on the city walls.

After freezing, the slippery surface blocks the undead from climbing.

boom! !

A cannonball exploded on the edge of the city wall.

Gravel splashed.

Frederick, the dwarf general, shook off the gravel from his body.

Looking down along the city wall, his eyes became more and more gloomy.

The undead outside the city all moved.

The number of attacking undead has increased, and various instruments have re-entered the battlefield.

This is to attack.

"Come on, let me know, let the rest of the corps come over, the enemy is about to attack, and the equipment in the warehouse will also be brought over." Frederick said loudly.

The dwarf on the side listened carefully.

In the roar of cannonballs, remember the general's order.

"Yes, General." After saying that, he turned around and ran down.

This person just left.

Whoosh whoosh! !

A harsh sound rang out.

Three flares suddenly shot into the sky.

clap clap clap! !

The flares exploded in the air, and the dense fog that enveloped the head instantly dissipated, and an orange light illuminated the night sky.

"Air units, attack!"

I saw that above the fog, there were fast flying bone dragons, and attached to the bone dragons were densely packed skeleton bats.

Crackling! !

Bullets, anti-aircraft crossbows, began to be designed into the air.

The dense bullets go upward like a large net.

In an instant, the corpse of the skeleton bat fell from the air.

The skeleton bats flew up immediately.

Whoa! !

Like a black cloud rushing down from the sky, it rushed towards the city wall below.

The scene was extremely shocking.

Frederick's face was pale, and the undead began to go crazy, and began to attack at any cost.

A large number of bats rushed into the city wall and began to bite and eat their soldiers.

The bone dragon in the sky can start circling, ready for dragon breath at any time.

"Hold on, the other legions will be here soon, all hold on." Frederick said loudly, encouraging his soldiers.

As soon as the voice fell, a whistling sound resounded in the sky again.

Dense arrows fell when the head fell.

The large dwarf was shot in the end, groaning in pain.

Approaching, the black magic bullet draws an arc again, like a firmament covering the sky.

Distantly exploded on the city wall.

Bang bang bang! !

The dwarves who had not left were bombarded again~www.mtlnovel.com~ The corpses and equipment were thrown away, and the negative energy filled the array of dwarves.

The undead, like crazy, started to attack regardless of the cost.

The broken bones kept falling all over the sky, and the skeletons under the city poured into the city, trampling and crowding each other, and began to spread upward.

A group of dwarves came up, and a group of them died.

A group of people died, and another group rushed forward, blocking the dwarf's attack with the help of a slight gap.

There was still a glimmer of hope in the dwarf's heart.

Reinforcement, as long as the rest of the rest of the class comes back, there is still hope to defend the city wall.

However, a little time passed.

The golden ladder of the undead reappeared, but the number of dwarves was no longer enough to resist a large-scale attack.

Frederick kept looking back, his eyes full of anxiety.

At this time, he finally saw the soldier who went down to pass the order.

With only a thousand people, they ran over.

Frederick sank in his heart and asked, "Where's the man? What's going on?"

The soldier looked ugly, pulled Frederick to the side, and said: "General, His Majesty Ruen was assassinated to death, the altar cannot be resurrected, many ministers in the city have fled, and the quartermaster can't find anyone, I only So many people gathered to come back."

Frederick was struck by lightning.

Ruen was dead, and the rest of the people fled.

They were fighting hard in front, but they were in the back, but they fled first.

"Damn bunch of trash." Frederick cursed loudly.

Looking back, I saw these soldiers, but there was some confusion in their eyes.

Now, what should he do?

Frederick looked at the soldiers beside him again and ordered, "You bring someone to burn the military database and warehouse immediately, and you can't keep a single piece of paper."

"Yes, General."

Chapter end

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