The ghost's cry.

“Woo…”

Countless ghosts surged, with more numbers than the previous fishmen. These ghosts exuded a black aura, and the black fog on the island was formed because of their existence.

The ghost's wailing sounds, with a spiritual impact, will shock the fragile souls of the undead.

The emotions of fear, fear and despair filled the hearts of the Black Spirit Mercenary Group. The trembling soul made them who had lost their combat power unable to raise their desire to fight.

Guward held the two axes tightly, and the entire mercenary group was still a little determined to fight.

However, he was already at the end of his strength, and he alone could not fight against hundreds of ghosts.

"Someone has controlled these ghosts?"

Guward was ready for a fight, but was surprised to find that the ghosts did not rush forward and swallow them up.

Qilin's eyes were like torches, and the black fog could not stop his gaze. When his gaze fell into the castle in the middle of the island, a horrifying laughter resounded throughout the island.

"Hehehehe..."

It was this gloomy laughter again.

Qilin didn't like this kind of laughter, which was even worse than the duck who was strangled. The last one laughed so much that the grave grass was three meters tall.

The laughter made Guward and his group feel the strong impact, and the soul shock became even more intense.

Guward, who barely supported him, suddenly exuded the last breath in his body after laughter.

When! When! The two axes in your hand fell.

"Hehehehe..."

The laughter became increasingly cunning, and continued to cause mental attacks on the Black Spirit Mercenary Group that had lost its will.

Guward, who abandoned his weapons, seemed to be controlled by someone, walking towards the castle in the middle of the island.

Others followed him.

The ghosts surrounding them did not take the opportunity to attack, but dispersed and made a way out.

"Mental Magic."

Qilin thought of the blog post: "Soter."

Those who know spiritual magic are mostly warlocks. Some warlocks like to study evil magic, which leads to bad reputations of warlocks, so warlocks are not as popular as mages.

Qilin was immune to the spiritual magic mixed with laughter. The other party's spiritual magic was not powerful to him, but the ugly laughter made him very annoying.

Qilin did not stop Guward and his party from going to the castle. He followed quietly behind him. With his hidden means, the evil warlock in the castle could not have discovered his existence.

Black castle.

Covered by black fog.

It's like a Netherworld Castle.

"Hehehehe..."

A skinny figure came out of the castle, wearing a gray robe, holding a high-level staff inlaid with a skull in his right hand.

This outfit is so familiar to you, it is exactly the same as a blog post.

"Amogao is right. Recently, some middle- and senior combat professionals will come to die."

The evil warlock stared at Guward greedily: "What a good container, it must be refined into a top-level combat puppet."

The evil warlock waved his staff and Guward walked towards him.

When Guward walked up to him, he looked at the spoils of tonight with appreciation: "The stupid undead should not exist in this world. One day, humans will destroy all undeads and then make them into combat puppets."

"Human?"

Qilin saw clearly the face of the evil warlock, not the undead, but the human.

The south of the Silver Leaf Forest is connected to the Hilled Hills, where there are human towns. Humans and the undead belong to two different camps and are in a state of hostility.

In fact, the undead was once a human being, but unfortunately it was forgotten by human beings. Only the glory camp is willing to accept the undead. Therefore, the undead hated human beings and hated the dawn camp dominated by human beings.

Humans believe that the undead is an evil existence and should not exist in this world, so humans have always wanted to eliminate all the undead.

The grudge between the dead and human beings will never stop unless one of them is destroyed.

Qilin's feelings for humans are different from other undeads, and he has no deep grudges. He is interested in humans. The main reason for this feeling is that Qilin extracts the ability of the tombstone owner during his lifetime, and the undead during his lifetime. Moreover, Qilin has the royal bloodline of the Empire of Light. The Empire of Light was once the most powerful empire among humans, and he is one third of humans.

"Storm City."

Qilin looked south. In the far south, there was the most majestic main city in the divine realm, Storm City: "Legend Valley, 5 Legendary Tombs."

Qilin's eyes were full of reverence. One day he would go to Storm City to pay tribute to the 5 legends.

The evil human warlock, stretched out his dry hand and wanted to point it on Guward's forehead.

Chilin grinned and used magic to dispel the mind control of Guward.

Guward, who was no longer controlled, suddenly opened his eyes.

The evil human warlock was shocked.

However, he could not think about why his magic control failed, so Guward waved his head and attacked him.

"Everyone deserves to die, long live the undead."

Guward often fights with human adventurers and hates humans very much.

Qilin squinted his eyes and smiled: "Human, dwarf, dwarf, night elves, orcs, taurens, trolls."

The race he was thinking about was divided into two camps: dawn and glory, among which dwarfs lived in the main city of dwarfs, and trolls lived in the main city of orcs.

"The undead is your uncle."

No matter how many bloodlines Qilin has, the bloodlines of the undead are still the purest and will never be destroyed.

Qilin did not regard himself as a high elf, nor as a human being. In his heart, he would always be a dead soul.

The undead is your uncle.

Qilin will make those races that despise the dead and understand the terror of the dead.

As a magic profession, warlocks are like mages, and are afraid of being approached.

However, there are many ghosts around, and Guward is also at the end of his strength. His attack was avoided by evil human warlocks and relying on magic.

The evil human warlock waved his staff in his hand, and Guward was bound by a magic trick and could not move.

"Kill him."

The evil human warlock ordered the ghosts around him to attack Guward. He only wanted Guward's body and did not care about Guward's life or death.

Guward, bound by magic, looked at the ghost that rushed towards him, and his unwilling eyes showed despair.

"It is said that the undead is the most evil race."

Qilin would not let Guward be killed by a human, and he finally took action. A fire dragon appeared and shuttled through the ghost group frantically.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Every time the fire dragon passes through, it will cause the ghost to explode and then dissipate.

The human evil warlock's face changed drastically: "Master-level fire magic, fire dragon technique!"

Qilin walked out of the black fog and towards the evil human warlock: "Little did you know that the undead just wanted to survive in the divine realm."

The human evil warlock looked at the Qilin who was walking towards him, and waved his staff: "Kill him!"

The ghosts around him pounced on Chilin.

Qilin ignored it and continued to move towards the evil warlock of human beings: "Humans have forgotten their former tribes and waited for their resurrection, but wanted to kill their former tribes and not give them the former tribes a chance to continue to live."

Countless ghosts attack Qilin.

A golden light shield appeared on Qilin, the Holy Priest's True Word: Shield.

The ghost touched the light shield and let out a painful wail.

"No, this is impossible, how could the undead have sacred magic!" The evil human warlock was shocked, and Qilin subverted his understanding of the undead.

Qilin stopped in front of the evil human warlock: "As a former tribe, I like to conquer people with virtue, report your name, and I can reason with you."

Qilin is a good undead who likes to conquer people with virtue.
Chapter completed!