Game of the World Tree

If the Goblin Legion was the first batch of cannon fodder to test the attack, then the Undead Legion of the Dark City-State Alliance was the vanguard of the official siege battle.

Armored skeleton soldiers rushed towards the City of Blades like a flood with goblins who had turned into undead, and the underground world, which was originally dark and silent, seemed to have become more gloomy after the appearance of the undead army.

The dwarf warriors and dwarf mages on the city wall are obviously not dealing with these undead for the first time. Their eyes became serious in an instant, and their breathing gradually became heavier...

As believers of the god of death, no one knows the horror of the undead better than them.

They have no pain, no feelings, they faithfully obey the commands of their controllers, they are a group of machines that only know how to kill...

When fighting the undead army, unless you kill the manipulator behind the undead, or fight against the undead army as well, otherwise, even if you can defeat them, you will pay a great price.

Among them, the most frightening thing is that the teammates who fought alongside you one second are very likely to be killed by the undead in the next second, and then join the opponent's legion as an undead, facing you with swords.

Contrary to the soldiers of the City of Blades, the elves had strange expressions after seeing the undead:

"Undead?"

"We... aren't we allies with the god of death?"

Seemingly seeing the doubts of the elves, Brin sighed deeply and explained:

"This is the fallen undead of the Dark Alliance..."

"They turned their backs on my lord, turned to the god of darkness and shadow, and gained powerful power from the shadow area and the endless abyss. They are evil fallen ones!"

"They are more terrifying than ordinary undead, and even contaminate corpses and other undead, turning them into one of their own..."

After speaking, Brin took a deep look at the back of the undead army and clenched the staff in his hand.

In fact, there is one more thing he didn't say...

That is, under normal circumstances, as believers of the god of death, and in the city sheltered by the god of death, they should have been able to use the power of the true god to easily destroy these undead.

However, there seems to be some special power on the Dark Alliance side that suppresses their ability to control the undead.

Not to mention affecting these fallen undead, those necromancers in the City of Blades can't even summon their undead well.

And even if they are summoned, their state is very poor, and they will even be easily polluted by the power of the other party...

After listening to Brin's explanation, the players were slightly taken aback.

And those players who had the experience of fighting the undead took a closer look, but found the difference between these undead.

Unlike the undead summoned by the Goblin High Priest, the fire of the soul flashing in the eye sockets of these undead was not normal blue, but dark red.

In addition, they are also wrapped in a faint black mist, which looks like the shadow monster in the shadow copy, and at the same time has a smell of deja vu from the despair scale monster...

"You must not let them rush into the city walls! Quickly remove the corpses on the city walls! Otherwise, they will contaminate the corpses on the city walls and transform them into new fallen undead!"

Looking at the approaching army of undead, Brin solemnly reminded.

However, the elves' responses were more positive and optimistic than he imagined...

"Hey, no matter what kind of ordinary undead or fallen undead, it's better if it's fallen! Maybe the experience value will be higher!"

"Haha! Yes! Is this a natural disaster versus a natural disaster?"

"There are so many! How much experience points does this have to provide! I'm going to kill myself today!"

"Change weapons! Change weapons! Deal with the undead... The initial wooden weapons are the best!"

"Damn it! Say it earlier! I didn't bring it with me..."

The elves didn't seem particularly heeded by Brin's warning.

Instead...they were chattering, eager to try, and looked like they couldn't wait to have a fight with the undead.

Seeing the excited appearance of the elves, Brin didn't know whether to say that they were in a good mood or that they were too optimistic, as if his words did not calm down these elves who were eager to fight, but made them even more excited. now...

He sighed and gave up commanding these elves. Instead, he ordered the Soldiers of the Silent Alliance to remove the corpses on the city wall, and asked a priest to come to purify them and lead the dead back to the goddess' kingdom.

However, the order was issued, but the soldiers did not take much action...

"What are you still doing?"

Brin frowned.

After listening to his words, the expressions of the soldiers were a little strange.

A dwarf warrior closest to Brin scratched his head and said:

"Master Chief... That... There don't seem to be many corpses on the city wall, and they have already been disposed of."

Already finished?

Brin was stunned.

how is this possible?

So many goblins were killed by the elves, and the elves also suffered casualties, the corpses could never be disposed of so quickly!

With this thought in his heart, Brin still took a closer look at the city wall, but this look made his expression a little stunned.

There aren't many corpses on the city wall, but there are a lot of junk equipment left by goblins.

In some places, they were almost piled up into hills, and he even saw a few elves happily picking and choosing inside, like scavengers...

Hmm... a bit irritating to the eyes.

Brin twitched the corners of his mouth and looked away.

But...what about the corpse?

He was a little confused.

At this time, the young chief's cornered light suddenly swept across an elf who was chasing goblins.

It seemed to be a goblin that had fled in the wrong direction.

The other goblins have either been killed or escaped from the city wall, but this one was blocked by the elves because it ran in the wrong direction.

Then, Brin saw a scene that surprised him-

I saw this elf grinning wickedly, slashing the opponent to the ground with one knife.

The goblin died on the spot, but its corpse turned into a piece of ashes as if it had been weathered...

This... the corpse disappeared?

Brin's eyes widened.

He turned his head and gestured to a death priest beside him, and the death priest immediately understood what he meant, closing his eyes and meditating silently.

After a while, the priest opened his eyes:

"Its soul is gone."

The soul is gone?

Brin was stunned.

Suddenly, as if he understood something, he was refreshed:

Do not……

Not gone!

These elves must have cleaned up the goblin's corpse!

Yes, it is no wonder that these elves are not afraid, even when they see the army of the undead, they... actually have a means of purifying the corpse on the spot!

Wait... those dead elves are gone, isn't that the case too?

Brin took a deep breath and thought he had discovered the truth.

At this moment, his gaze towards the elves changed again...

No wonder they were referred to as reinforcements by the True God, it turns out that they still have such means!

In the siege battle, the most troublesome thing for the Silent Alliance are the shadow monsters and fallen undead of the Dark Alliance.

These elves were able to raise the ashes of the opponent while killing the enemy, and purify them on the spot, which means that they directly cut off the supplementary power of the fallen undead!

And coupled with their fearless, mad and wanton attitude when they fought...

Faintly, Brin began to look forward to the battle between the elves and the undead.