"Aowu~~~", the howling of the silver wolf resounded among the mountains.

This is the orc grassland, and it is an unknown mountain not far from the tribe where the client is located. It is said to be mountains, but the highest peak is no more than 500 meters, and the lowest is only 300 meters, which is more like hills than like peaks. More than ten peaks stretch for hundreds of kilometers. The lower half of each peak is covered with grass, but at the top it turns into bare rocks.

At the foot of the outermost mountain, several wild goats ran to the flat ground for some reason. The moment they heard the wolf howl, they turned around and disappeared into the dense grass. The wolf howls were getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. The dense green grass suddenly separated to both sides. The silver-haired girl poked her head out of the grass, raised her neck and looked up the mountain. Behind the girl, the five strongest silver wolves, jumped out of the grass, jumped out of the grass, and jumped out of the grass. Four of them sat steadily on their backs, with four of them sitting steadily, each with a sense of freshness on their faces.

Different from other wolves, the waist is a big weakness for other types of wolves and cannot be ridden at all. However, the waist muscles of the silver wolf are extremely strong and can easily bear the weight of two or three adults. This feature makes Catherine and others riding on the back of the silver wolf, the silver wolf, as a mount, actually has only slightly reduced its speed, and running and jumping is almost as easy as no one on their backs.

"You can think of this method." Catherine jumped off the wolf's back and hugged the Silver Wolf's huge head with gratitude. The Silver Wolf seemed to understand that this was the Wolf King's friend. She gently stuck out her tongue and licked Catherine's face. Her burrs rubbed her face on Catherine's face, causing Catherine to giggle.

"Hait~~~" Vivian's reaction was completely opposite to Catherine. As soon as the running wolf stopped, Vivian turned over, rolled on the soft lawn twice, stood up and ran to the side and retching. After a while, he said in pain: "It would be a nightmare to never ride a wolf again."

Vivian's reaction is actually the most normal. Only those who have experienced it know that riding a wolf is actually a very painful thing. While the wolf is running, the back of the wolf does not remain stable like a cow or a horse, but keeps moving, which causes the rider to be in a bumpy state. Over time, there will even feel that internal organs will jump out of his mouth. However, for this situation, the profession in the physics department can control the body's ups and downs to form the same rhythm as the bumps of the wolf's back, so as to alleviate this discomfort to the greatest extent. However, for the mage Vivian, this adjustment is too difficult, and he can only endure the discomfort and rush forward.

"Can you really hold on?" Catherine walked over to support the shaking Vivian, and said with a wry smile: "Do you want to lie down and rest for a while?"

"No, I'm fine." Vivian gasped for a while and shook her head and said, "It's not bad. Although it's uncomfortable, at least I can feel the existence of my body. No matter what I do, I can never feel my body, as if I only have one head left. I think I'll ride it a few more times. Maybe I'll like this feeling."

"I think the bones were broken by your own weight before you fell in love with it." Catherine's smile was a little reluctant, and she bent down and carried Vivian on her back: "Don't hold on, I'll carry you for a while, and I'll put you down when you feel better."

"Thank you, sister." Vivian lay on Catherine's back and rubbed Catherine's face: "I've caused you another trouble."

"Shut up. Don't say stupid things." Catherine cursed, then raised her voice and said, "Macia. Is it okay to get close from here?"

"It's almost done." Marcia looked around and said, "I'll probably see the dead when I go around."

"No. I think I've seen it now." Panis coughed and attracted everyone's attention: "Look over there."

At the foot of the mountain a few hundred meters away, two white skeletons stood on the grassland. The distance was too far to see clearly, but from the outline, it can be seen that they were not ordinary skeletons, because they rode on two skeleton goats, which was the standard skeleton knight's shape. Although skeletons and skeleton knights were both made of bones, the gap in strength was quite large. Ordinary skeletons often did not exceed the bronze level, but the skeleton knight was the weakest and the silver level, and the two were not comparable at all. At this time, the two skeleton knights were looking around, as if they had sensed people's sight, and suddenly turned to the people and the wolf here. Catherine frowned, and was discovered by the undead, which was indeed a bit unexpected, but since it had reached this point, she could only deal with it head-on.

"I've been discovered, get ready." Catherine thought for a while, and suddenly Vienne put her next to Pannis, ran to the side of the silver wolf she was riding, and gently patted the silver wolf's back. The giant wolf looked at her in confusion, and leaned down with a mutual understanding. Catherine smiled gratefully, stepped onto the giant wolf, raised her sword and shield, pointed at the skeleton knight from afar and said, "Pennis, take care of Vienne, Marcia, let's face two of you to crush them."

The silver wolf under him slowly took steps under Catherine's instructions and walked towards the direction of the Skeleton Knight. Marcia did not have Catherine's riding skills and was not good at fighting on the mount, so she simply followed Catherine on foot and drew out her giant sword to fight on her shoulders.

However, something amazing happened. The knights of the skeletons in the distance found that the two wolves ran away, their bodies paused for a moment, then turned around and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone's face was sunk, and this unprecedented situation made everyone feel an ominous premonition. Catherine had a gloomy face and turned back with Marcia, who also looked ugly. The five of them got together and remained silent for a long time.

"If I remember correctly," Catherine whispered: "The dead are born to hate the living. Whenever they find the breath of the living, they will rush up to kill the living at all costs, right?"

"You remember correctly." Panis's face was as gloomy as if water was about to drip out: "Theoretically, there is only one result."

"But now there is obviously a second result." Catherine bit her lip and said uneasy: "They ran away. Have you ever encountered this?"

"I've met." Panis nodded and added: "That's Anne."

"Yes. Only Anne." Catherine agreed: "It seems that you think so too. Those two skeleton knights may have the consciousness of their lifetime, so they turned around and ran away. Two such skeleton knights appeared at the same time. I suspect that there might be more conscious undead inside."

"Who are you talking about Anne?" Marcia asked in confusion: "It is also a spirit of consciousness?"

"I hope you keep it a secret," Catherine said seriously: "That's one of our little sisters. It's the Death Banshee."

"I understand, don't worry, I won't say it out." Marcia nodded and said, "But I think you're thinking a little serious. Don't forget that I've been in before. I've encountered normal undeads and have not seen the situation you mentioned. So I think. This may be just an exception."

"Two special cases appear at the same time?" Katherine shook her head and said, "I'm afraid the possibility is not high, because the probability of occurrence is too low."

"There is another possibility." Panis pondered: "Don't forget that a powerful undead can command weak undead to act. If there is a powerful high-level undead inside with sanity, everything will be explained."

"What you said makes sense." Catherine nodded with some understanding: "Have there been such a precedent in history?"

"I remember it seems to have happened." Vivian was leaning against his silver wolf and resting: "I heard from a historian before. However, I don't record much of this historical knowledge, and I can't remember it clearly."

"That was the 937th year of the mainland." Lina, the silver-haired man took off the package from the only silver wolf without a rider, and took out a thick book: "That incident should be very serious."

"Huh, Lina?" Vivian exclaimed briefly: "When did you change it?"

"Just just now." Lina suddenly cheered: "Look, I found it. In the 937th year of the mainland, it was probably the hinterland of the Faral Empire now, which was an ancient battlefield. There were countless corpses buried underground. For some reason, a corpse witch had the sanity. It relied on the death power of the ancient battlefield and its own power to spawn countless skeletons and skeleton mages on the ancient battlefield. When the power of his subordinates expanded to a certain level, it began to expand around. At that time, several small countries were destroyed, and countless refugees fled to neighboring countries. Finally, it led to one of the only three demigods in the human world that year, and controlled the tragedy. Well, this passage was very similar to the plot in a legendary story. But it was said to be real."

"Yes, that's it." Vivian nodded and said, "The incident should be real. Although nearly three thousand years have passed, it has only been two or three generations for the elves. Now some elves have been witnesses of the incident in the previous generation. Historians who mentioned this to me have visited many such elves, so they should have a certain degree of reliability."

"I think the key issue now is not to discuss the authenticity of the incident." Catherine was helpless at Lina and Vivian, and patted their heads and said, "No matter whether it was true or false in the past, at least everything we face is real. Instead of focusing on studying the past, it is better to think about what we should do now. If there is a sensible undead manipulation, the difficulty of the task will be completely different."

"Don't worry too much." Panis shook his head and said, "With the mental power of the Skeleton Knight, you can't control so many undeads. Even if it is a demigod level, at most two or three hundred will reach the limit. In history, the corpse witch itself relies on mental power and has extremely strong mental power, so it can control tens of thousands of undeads, so you don't need to compare with that corpse witch."

"But according to records, it should be much more than tens of thousands." Vivian retorted: "That is the number of people who can destroy a small country."

"There is no need to control, just a little influence." Panis explained: "It is not difficult for the corpse witch to use the hatred of the dead to guide the direction of the dead."

"In other words, do you think the difficulty is not as high as we thought?" Catherine confirmed, "How confident are you?"
Chapter completed!