"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Almost impossible, Catherine twisted her shield-holding arm, and with the impact of the silver wolf running, she easily blocked this unstoppable attack.

Although everyone did not mention the two undead who would retreat outside the mountain, everyone was more vigilant. No matter what they were doing, they would leave some strength to deal with the attacks that could come at any time. Sure enough, at the end of a battle, when people should be most relaxed, the undead launched a long-planned attack. The way of sneak attack by this skeleton knight was very simple, digging a shallow pit on the ground, buying himself and his mounts, and covering it with floating soil. If else, this lowest concealment could not be hidden from anyone present, but in such a place where there are pits that the undead drilled out, this hidden trap is difficult to attract people's attention and creates the best conditions for his sneak attack.

Unfortunately, Catherine was mentally prepared. As soon as the Skeleton Knight jumped out and swung the knife, Catherine's shield was already defending, and did not give the undead any opportunity to take advantage of. When the swords and shields intersected, Catherine's body swayed on the wolf's back. She used the sway to dissolve the power on the knife. She ignored the Skeleton Knight and ran to the distance without looking back. The Skeleton Knight's blade paused. Although it was very short, it did pause for about half a second. It was like what each undead should do, mechanized the transfer of the target, swung the slash again, and slashed towards Lina who was rushing towards Catherine.

"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil." Lina's right hand transformed into several mysterious symbols in the air, and she chanted gently in her mouth: "With the gaze of Deniya, the god of love, let the lost soul return to sleep."

Under the glimmer of light, the sneak attacking skeleton knight swung his sword more and more slowly. Soon, the saber-killing saber-killing made a thud and fell from the saber-killing hand. Not only did the saber-killing saber-killing fall, but the soul fire in the knight's eyes also quickly weakened and finally completely extinguished, and they all restored into a pile of white bones, without any vitality.

"Confirm, it is indeed a conscious undead." Catherine turned back while running, her heroic eyebrows frizzled, and her face said with a serious expression: "Although it became as mechanical and rigid as an ordinary undead at the end, it really surprised him by blocking its attack in time. That was why she paused for that half a second. This reaction was completely like a smart creature who failed to attack but had no experience in coping. It was absolutely impossible to be wrong."

"No, it is not conscious." Panis's face was also ugly. These undead made memories flash in his heart, and the pain and regret that had been buried in his heart were awakening again. The pain and regret that he thought he could escape through a happy life. He shook his head hard, and restored his thoughts to normal, correcting that: "As mentioned before coming in, they were controlled by the superiors. In the end, it regained its unconscious, that is, the undead who controlled it had given up its control, so it returned to the ordinary undead."

"Have you ever encountered this situation?" Lina heard the hidden things in Panis's words sensitively and asked, "By the way, I remember you said that few people know the undead better than you."

"Something is similar." Panis nodded against his will, and nodded, "But that's another story."

No one spoke again, everyone was thinking about their own affairs silently. Catherine used herself as the forward and rushed through several obstacle lines formed by the undead body. The continuous impact made the silver wolf under her slightly breathless. As a knight who was one with the mount, Catherine keenly discovered this situation and couldn't help but say with some concern: "These silver wolf is not a special mount after all, and she is a little tired. She must take a little speed, otherwise I'm worried that they will not be able to support it."

"No. Speed ​​up and rushed over." Marcia looked up and raised an objection: "Did you see the second mountain in front? That is the Ghost Crying Mountain. It is our destination. If you speed up and rushed, we can reach the foot of the mountain in at most ten minutes. When we get there, the terrain will become very complicated and you can no longer ride a mount. At that time, there is time to slow down the silver wolf and rest."

"Ten minutes?" Catherine looked up at the mountain not far away, gritted her teeth, stroked the neck of the silver wolf under her as if comforting, and nodded vigorously, "Then let's go and rush over at high speed."

It has to be admitted that the communication skills of the knight and the mount are very strange. Although the wisdom of the silver wolf is very high in the wolves, it is not a smart creature after all. In fact, it cannot understand common terms or any language of the smart creature. But with Catherine's touch on it, the leading silver wolf actually fully understood Catherine's intentions. He howled to the sky, jumped high with all his limbs, and passed the barrier composed of dozens of scattered skeletons from the air, and rushed forward like a gust of wind. The other four silver wolves also increased their speed under its guidance, showing the speed and will that made all creatures on the grassland fear. It seemed that no one could stop them from moving forward.

Gui Crying Mountain, Baiji Mountain, and Blood Mist Mountain. A long time ago, this was the common holy land of the seven nearby tribes and the burial place for their ancestors in history. When a tribe member dies, the family closest to the deceased must wash the body of the deceased with clear water, and then weave the common peace of mind grass on the grassland into a straw mat to wrap the deceased from head to toe. After that, after three days of stopping in the tent, the tribe members will send the deceased into this mountain together and choose different locations to bury according to the status of the deceased. Born in the grassland, buried in the grassland, receive the favor of the grassland when they are born, and ask for all the necessities of life from the grassland, and after death, they will repay the grassland, use their own body to turn into nutrients to nourish a grassland. This is the most perfect destination in the minds of every grassland creature. It is difficult for outsiders to understand this unique emotion.

The shapes of these three mountains are very strange. Each mountain is narrow and long, with different directions. They are put together to form a triangle. At the center of the triangle is a rare valley. It was once a holy altar used by nearby tribes to worship their ancestors. However, in recent decades, due to the nuisance of the undead, no one has ever entered it, and no one knows what it has become. According to the leader of the commissioned tribe, the location of a large number of undead was around these three holy mountains. Therefore, people have completely suspected that the source of the problem is at these three peaks, or to put it more directly, the source of the problem is in the sacred land of the tribe.

Unlike other nearby peaks, these three mountains are very high, about 500 meters long. Perhaps the ancient orcs chose this place as a cemetery because of their height because of their height, and they believed that they could overlook the entire grassland at such a height. The three peaks, the lower half is a grassland with green grassland, and the upper half is a bare stone mountain top. The entire terrain is very steep, and it takes some effort to climb.

"How did the orcs carry the dead and bury them?" Standing below and looking up at the mountain peak, Lina, who had the strongest curiosity, felt very puzzled: "I'm afraid not everyone can get up such a steep mountain, right?"

"The corpses are buried in the grassland." Marcia traveled to and from the grassland for many years and was familiar with these grassland tribes. Felina explained: "They buried the corpses on the gentle slope at the foot of the mountain. No one climbed to the top of the mountain to bury the corpses. There were all stones and people could not be buried at all."

"I'm saying that." Lina nodded in understanding: "So, we're going to flip over here now?"

"Well, you can see the orcs' altar when you turn over." Marcia said: "I'm actually very curious about what the altar that was worshipped by the orcs nearby looked like."

"Just go over and take a look." Catherine jumped off the wolf's back. Because the speed was very fast before, a large group of skeletons and skeleton knights were left far behind, and the few had enough time to consider the next move. However, Catherine said with some concern: "What I am worried about now is these silver wolf. We can climb over, they can't climb mountains, how should we go over? We can't throw them in the hinterland of the dead everywhere."

"I'm asking Diana." Lina squatted down next to a silver wolf, scratched the silver wolf's chin and let it whimper comfortably. Then she leaned into the silver wolf's ear and muttered a few words. The silver wolf nodded in humanity, sticking out her tongue and licking Lina's silver hair. Lina covered her wet hair and ran back to Catherine with laughter and crying, "No problem, they can climb up with their physical condition. Don't worry, they are more flexible than us."

"That was you just now..." Catherine looked at Lina in surprise: "It was Diana who came out? Why didn't we notice any changes in you?"

"No, she's too lazy to come out." Lina shrugged indifferently: "So she borrowed my mouth to ask."

"Can you still borrow some?" The three people in the adventure group all looked surprised and looked at Lina blankly and asked, "I have never heard you say it before."

"Well, of course I haven't said it." Lina was wiping her hair that was licked hard: "I just discovered it recently. No, to be precise, it was Katerina who discovered it by chance recently, and we didn't know it before."

"Hey, wouldn't that mean..." Panis seemed to be trapped in some strange reverie, and a wretched smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Listen him." Lina waved her hand, and the five silver wolves who were gasping and resting neatly threw Panis down, happily licking Panis's face, causing him to wail under the attack of his tongue.

"I have to agree to borrow any part." Lina snorted, knowing exactly what Penis was thinking just now, and blushed, "So I don't agree to borrow whatever they want to borrow."

"Do you have to agree? That's fine." Catherine knew very well that Panis was trying to confirm what she meant to do with such a vulgar look. At this time, she felt relieved and kicked Panis's foot who was in close contact with the Silver Wolves: "Stop making trouble, prepare to climb the mountain."

"What should I do with Vivian?" Marcia looked at Vivian who seemed to be in a daze with concern: "She may not be able to climb up."
Chapter completed!