Six hundred years ago, a Lich named Louis came out of the Lost Land. He spread plagues, massacred the living, and formed an army of the undead. At that time, as long as the undead encroached on a town, no one survived. The panicked humans could not stop the undead. It was like facing a natural disaster, they could only escape.
Therefore, everyone called this calamity the "Undead Calamity", and Lich Louis, who caused all of this, was crowned as the "God of Death". In the Undead Scourge, the three empires lost nearly half of their population and one-third of their towns were destroyed. Later generations, no matter which country, when the Lich Louis is mentioned, everyone's face will change color.
The reason why Du Ze knows this so clearly is because the author wrote it very clearly. When "Mixed Blood" was still a standard novel, Yiye Zhiqiu spent almost three chapters introducing the undead scourge and the Lich Louis. At that time, Du Ze was very stupid and naive. He didn't understand the author's good intentions. When he saw that the Moe Lord was arrested because of his relationship with Louis, the silly Moe reader finally understood that his family was crazy – those introductions were to pave the way to abuse the Moe Lord!
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Du Ze still wants to scream at the thought of the plot unfolding in the beginning. Although Louis' magic tower gave Xiu the Thousand Transformations artifact and indirectly led to the awakening of his undead bloodline, rather than being hunted by the whole continent and suffering inhumane treatment, Du Ze would rather Xiu not participate in the magic tower trial than have the slightest relationship with Louis.
The skeletons quickly cleared the small village. They poured out of the houses and lined up in front of Xiu in a disorderly fashion. The skeleton mage once again stood in front of all the skeletons and said to Xiu: [Centurion, please lead us to occupy the Chaos Continent.]
Apart from the skeleton mage in front of them, they have no other channels of information and do not know what to do to pass the trial. Everyone looked at each other. Although they were still a little puzzled, they already believed that this was the arrangement of the god tower. No matter how real the scene was, Du Ze did not forget that they were in the God Tower. Everything in front of him was a simulation of the God Tower. If the Demon God Arena of the first era could be simulated, then it would be easy to recreate the Undead Scourge from hundreds of years ago.
In the Demon God Arena, they needed to fight against a group of Demon Gods. This time, the God Pagoda didn't let them fight against the undead. Instead, it wanted them to lead a group of undead to realize the Undead Calamity? Du Ze first looked at the silent village, then at the group of skeletons. If not for the sudden increase in the number of skeletons, it would seem as if nothing had happened. He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of absurdity. In the Undead Calamity, they were actually standing on the side of the undead, playing the role of invaders.
Du Ze looked at Xiu. Xiu must have understood the situation long ago, but he didn't say anything. When Du Ze looked over, Xiu pressed the back of his silly, cute neck, almost comforting him.
"Let's rest here for a while."
The group of people stayed in the village, but the God Tower was not so kind as to let Xiu recuperate in peace. The next day, Du Ze was awakened by the sound of weapons clashing. He went out of the house and found that the whole village was in a melee. The skeletons were fighting with a group of militias wearing crude equipment.
A hand pulled him into an embrace from behind. Du Ze turned his head to look at Xiu and asked in surprise: "What happened?"
"There is a small town not far away." Xiu said carelessly: "The people who ran away yesterday seemed to have brought the news. They have gathered a hundred people to attack."
Du Ze was speechless as he watched the militias fighting with the skeletons. They were slightly stronger than the skeleton soldiers, but the number of skeletons was greater. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. When casualties appeared, the balance of victory quickly tilted in favor of the undead. As long as the skeletons' heads were not broken, even if they were cut in half, they could still move. After the militias died, their bodies were quickly transformed into skeletons and they joined the ranks of the undead to kill their former companions. The militia became more and more overwhelmed, and in the end, they began to flee in disorder.
Xiu stopped the pursuit of the skeletons. He felt bored as if he had just watched a farce. Du Ze glanced at the battlefield. After this battle, the number of skeletons had almost doubled. They were crowded together in the village, like soldiers being inspected. Old John grabbed a few militias to ask for information, but other than some meaningless screams, nothing came out of their mouths.
Du Ze thought it was over, but on the third day, the militias once again appeared in their field of vision. This time, there were as many as 500 people. It seemed that all the men in the town had been mobilized. The militias and the skeletons collided. This time, the militias easily gained the upper hand. The leader of the militias was a swordsman. Almost every time he swung his sword, he would kill one or two skeletons. He tore apart the skeletons' line of defense and rushed towards Xiu – according to the previous information, the man with horns and wings was the commander of this group of undead.
Seeing the swordsman flying towards him, Du Ze only had one sentence in his mind: If people don't court death, they won't die.
Xiu's patience had run out. His slightly narrowed eyes were full of killing intent. The swordsman's heart was smashed by Old John when he was halfway to his destination. This was like a signal for the demon sisters to take action one after another. With the addition of Old John and the others, the other side was quickly wiped out. The Skeletal Mage shook its bone staff and chanted a rather long incantation. Black smoke enveloped the whole village. All the corpses turned into undead and crawled up from the ground. The swordsman also stood up shakily. The flesh on his body did not melt. Under the effect of the necromancy spell, this warrior with the level of a swordsman turned into a zombie.
After the black smoke dissipated, nearly seven hundred undead stood in front of them. This terrifying growth made Du Ze shiver. The skeleton mage staggered over and said to Xiu as always: [Centurion, please lead us to occupy the Chaos Continent.]
This time, Xiu finally responded. He looked in the direction of the town, his narrow eyes deep.
"Move forward."
The undead did not hesitate to execute Xiu's command. They began to march towards the town, with Xiu's party at the back. The town was not far, only half a day's journey. When they arrived, the undead had already cleaned out half of the town. The main forces of the town had been wiped out, leaving only the old, the young, the sick and the disabled. Du Ze listened to the screams coming from all over the town. Even though he knew that this was a scene simulated by the god tower, he could not help but panic.
By the time everything was over, Du Ze had lost count of how many undead there were. In addition to the skeletons, there were also a small number of zombies and even a ghost. The skeleton mage walked up to Xiu and said: [Centurion, please lead us to occupy the Chaos Continent.]
Du Ze noticed that the name of the skeleton mage had changed. Because the number of undead exceeded a thousand, it changed from centurion to chiliarch? It was like an upgrade. If the demons were a fighting game, then the undead were a strategic game. The number of the Demon God Arena told them how far they were from the end. Here, the level of the god tower should be the clearance limit. If they want to pass this level, they must strengthen the undead army and work hard to upgrade their level.
How to quickly increase the number of the undead? The god tower had already demonstrated to them that it was to create death.
The group of people found some information in the town. One of the maps showed that they were at the border between the Star Empire and the Radiant Empire. After confirming the speculation of the undead scourge, Xiu stared at the map thoughtfully. In history, Lich Louis began to invade the Chaos Continent from the Star Empire. Because the Star Empire was vast and sparsely populated, communication between cities was inconvenient. It was not until the appearance of the canopy of the undead that the Chaos Continent was shocked to discover Louis' ambitions.
Now that the canopy of the undead had appeared, it was meaningless to invade the Star Empire. Too vast a territory would slow down the growth of the undead. Xiu's eyes fell on the center of the map, which was the location of the Radiant Empire. Compared with the Star Empire, the Radiant Empire had a large population, convenient transportation, tyrannical strength, and the Temple of Light, the nemesis of the undead. But everything is relative. In Xiu's view, a large number of people meant a large number of undead materials. Convenient transportation meant that they did not need to spend a lot of time on the road. As long as the dead were strong, they could become more powerful after death. As for the Temple of Light, Xiu smiled. It was an old enemy.
Xiu stretched out his hand, his black nails cutting the Radiant Empire in half.
"Let's go here."
After deciding on the target, Xiu no longer hesitated and began to prepare for the attack on the Radiant Empire. He formed a simple formation of the undead and let them attack the surrounding villages and towns. Xiu did not let Mo 'er or Old John attack, only the undead were dispatched. Three days later, the number of undead had soared to 4,000. Most of them were skeletons, but there were also a lot of zombies and some ghouls from the graveyard. The ghouls' attack power was not high, but their claws could destroy the nervous system of the attacked, making them suitable for reconnaissance.
According to the ghouls' report, Xiu's actions had alarmed the Radiant Empire and they began to gather troops in the nearest city, the City of Light. After hearing this news, Xiu seemed satisfied. Du Ze looked at his smile, as if he could see the final result of breeding the City of Light.
When enough soldiers had gathered in the City of Light, Xiu called back all the undead and then unhurriedly marched to the City of Light. On the way, the undead were attacked by the City of Light. The City of Light dispatched the Temple of Light and two thousand soldiers, mainly cavalry, all well-equipped. After a round of cavalry charges, the thousand undead in the vanguard were all killed.
After withstanding the most powerful initial charge, the rest of the undead army began to press forward. The ghosts let out shrill screams in the air, the skeleton archers shot out bone arrows, the thick-skinned zombies acted as meat shields at the very front, and the ghouls roamed the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. The priests of the Temple blessed the soldiers' weapons with holy light. As long as the blessed weapons were cut, the undead would no longer have the advantage of immortality.
The wind blew past Du Ze's ears. Although he could not see, Du Ze could not help but look back. At this time, Du Ze and Xiu were standing under the City of Light with the skeleton mage behind them. Some silly, cute person stared at the towering city wall and could not help but mourn for the City of Light – the other side did not know that the most terrible thing was not the four thousand undead, but the group of people following the Moe Lord.
"Go."
Hearing the order, Mo Er transformed into a dragon. Under the shocked eyes of the city guards, the black dragon clung tightly to the wall, his claws inserted into the wall. The city guards panicked and attacked Mo Er with their weapons, but the hard dragon scales had no effect. The black dragon swept his barbed tail and the city guards fell from the wall, falling to the ground and dying instantly. The Skeleton Mage chanted a necromancy spell, and the dead soldiers stood up again, swaying as they joined the ranks of the siege.
Seeing that the soldiers could not stop the black dragon, the other side began to mobilize the magicians. A fireball hit Mo Er's body, but the attack could not cause him any harm. The black dragon stretched out his neck and bit the magician. With a click, the black dragon spat out the magician's body. Under the effect of undead spells, the magician's body melted and turned into a skeleton mage. It was at a loss for a moment, then it began to chant undead spells with the skeleton mage.
Yi Ye Zhi Qiu once said that the demons are the strongest, the undead are the strongest, and the dragons are the strongest at attacking cities.
No one could stop Mo Er from destroying the city wall. Under the desperate eyes of the humans, the city wall collapsed and the City of Light appeared in front of Xiu without reservation. The result was obvious. With the main army and the Temple of Light gone, the City of Light was like a peeled fruit, waiting for Xiu to harvest it.
When the army of the City of Light dealt with the four thousand undead and returned, they were faced with the whole city of undead. The soldiers stared blankly at their destroyed homes. When the undead rushed towards them, some of the soldiers subconsciously prepared to fight back, but when they saw the familiar clothes and accessories on the undead, many soldiers collapsed.
Those were their respected elders, their beloved lovers, their beloved children. Even if they became undead, how could they kill them again?
Compared with the hesitation of the soldiers, the undead did not hesitate to attack. Relying on their instinctive desire for flesh and souls, they nibbled away at the army of the City of Light. A skeleton held his former lover and broke his neck as the other cried.
Du Ze could not bear to watch and shifted his gaze to Xiu. The demon watched all this in silence. After noticing Du Ze's gaze, Xiu turned his head. The sun shone on his profile, covering half of his silhouette.
"The more I do, the more I understand the fear and hatred of the undead. Isn't it ironic?"
Because of Louis, Xiu was chased by the whole continent. Now here, the god's tower wants Xiu to recreate Louis's undead scourge and let him witness it with his own eyes – it was indeed ironic, but Du Ze could not nod his head. He only felt the cruelty of the rules.
While the two of them were silent, the undead had nibbled away at the army. Except for the people of the Temple of Light, everyone else had become undead. Many of the cavalrymen had become Death Knights, and some were black warriors, which were quite advanced undead soldiers. All the undead gathered under the city wall, the end of which could not be seen at a glance. The first skeleton mage stood at the forefront, looked up at Xiu and said: [Lord Captain, please lead us to occupy the Chaos Continent.]
If they want to upgrade their level, they must destroy more cities and create more undead.
Du Ze looked down at the sea of undead under the city wall.
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