As the last undead creature was roared into a piece of coke by thunder, the undead creatures in the cemetery were quickly emptied by six people.

The strength of these low-level undead creatures is just ordinary, and they can be said to have no power to resist against the elites who are well prepared for the game.

The weak are somewhat suspicious...

"I scouted a place with extremely strong negative energy, come with me."

Donald controls the sonic toad and the dragon head mole to return to the bone spirit plate and leads the team straight to the cemetery where the problem lies.

A barren grave with weeds surrounding the tombstone. You can tell at a glance that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

This should have been a desolate and desolate scene, but the few people who had just fought had no time to feel the environment.

The most common thing in this era is still burial. The body is treated and placed in the coffin before being buried. The monument is erected, and this is in front of you is no exception.

Donald bypassed the tombstone, and the blue light of the whale oil searchlight shone behind.

"As it happened. It rained some time ago. Although it has cleared up these days and the soil on the surface has been dried, the soil below still has moisture. The uppermost soil here is dark, which is obviously different from the surroundings. This grave has been moved."

I grabbed a handful of soil and rubbed it in my hand and felt soft and glutinous, obviously with some moisture.

"Do you want to dig it out? I didn't bring a shovel."

Pence rolled up his sleeves next to him, and it seemed that he was planning to take action.

This is a practical person, and Donald likes such teammates.

"No need, Stephanie, isn't you locked in your magical creature? How about letting it try? Maybe it will have a good effect."

Donald looked at Stephanie who had not recovered yet and blinked quickly. Although she did not come to the scene in person just now, she also witnessed the whole process.

The dragon head mole reappeared and paused towards the grave. Donald and others stood up and the soil was flying all over the sky.

The burial of the coffin was not too deep, only two or three meters long, and a loud bang was heard soon, and the claws hit the wooden board.

Stephanie took back the dragon head mole in time, Donald stepped forward to observe, and several beams of lights hit the surface of the coffin, and everyone came up.

A trace could be seen vaguely among the debris of soil. Donald raised his hand and waved it, and the invisible slave wiped the soil on the wooden board.

Blood-colored magic array!

There are also some crystals shining shining under the light.

"What kind of magic circle is this? Donald, you are the wizards here, can you understand?"

Horn asked at the base of the long sword, kneeling beside him on one knee, looking at the situation below, and at this moment, there was a light of thought in his eyes.

Donald noticed that this guy is indeed not an ordinary person to be the captain.

He supported the ground with one hand and jumped out of the dirt pit.

"Donald, be careful!"

Stephanie next to her exclaimed, afraid that a corpse would pop out of the coffin.

Donald, who jumped into the pit, brushed away the remaining soil ashes, pressed the coffin with his hand and pushed it away, it was empty!

"The corpse is gone. Someone took the corpse away and carved a magic circle that gathers negative energy on the panel."

Donald did not have much research on magic circles, but his spiritual vision could see the properties of magic circles. Magic circles composed of different elements would naturally reflect different colors.

The one in front of you is gray-black, so you don’t need to think about it and know it’s negative energy.

He raised his hand and broke off a crystal stone from the surface of the coffin, pinched it in his hand to detect it with his mental power.

What comes back is a cold feeling.

"This is a negative energy crystal, used to activate the magic array...what is this, give me some light."

When Donald moved in the pit, his feet accidentally stepped on something, and asked the people above to move the light to this side, bent down and pulled out half of the things buried in the soil.

"Donald, isn't this what you've seen in the car before?"

Stephanie recognized the diamond-shaped wooden cage in Donald's hand at a glance - the Demon Cage.

"Yes, Demon Cage, how could this thing appear here... I used a lot of effort when I pulled it out just now. If it were left by the person who dug the corpse a few days ago, this shouldn't be the case. In other words, this demon cage is probably something that was buried with the coffin... Stephanie, shine the whale oil light on the cage and get closer."

Donald looked at the demon cage. With the light, he noticed that the material for building the demon cage seemed to be a wooden stick that Lin Zi could pick up at will, but in fact, there were many special runes carved on the inside.

"If a devil cage is just an ordinary manufacturing method, it will at most play a psychological role, but it obviously has crossed the boundary of symbolism."

Runes were carved on this kind of wooden stick and placed on the edge of the coffin. Donald didn't believe that there was no special meaning in it.

"Donald, it seems that there is a cage to your left."

The light beam on the mechanical mask Pence was wearing shone to another corner. Donald turned around and found another one, each placed in his hand at the corner of the coffin.

etc......

Donald jumped to the other side of the coffin. There were no corpses in it anyway, so naturally there was no such thing as offending the deceased.

"As expected, the devil cage was deliberately placed on all four corners. There must be something wrong with it!"

Donald threw the four demon cages on top, and then cut out all the negative energy crystals, completely breaking the energy supply of the magic array, and then stepped on the coffin and returned to the ground.

"The undead creatures have solved it. Will you investigate the devil cage next?"

Susanna looked at Horn Shelley and asked softly.

"Of course, since this magic circle appears here, it is portrayed by someone. There is still someone behind this incident. Since we have taken on the task, we will naturally have a beginning and an end."

The team of the Stranger Bureau never gave up halfway when investigating the case. If the undead creatures are solved, they will be punished if they relapse.

"What's wrong!"

Donald suddenly said as he looked at the magic circle gradually dimming in his spiritual vision and the dissipating negative energy.

Several people around him immediately turned their attention to him. Donald had been recognized unknowingly for his actions along the way.

"There are problems with these undead creatures. Now we know that the negative energy condensed from the magic array on this coffin caused the appearance of the undead creatures. This magic array cannot be formed naturally but someone did it on purpose. What is the meaning of his doing this?"

Everything happens for an inherent reason.

A dark wizard or some other person could not run to a town cemetery without any reason to awaken these corpses.

"To kill people? So many undead creatures are wandering aimlessly. Although they are indeed slowly advancing towards Hongya Town, from the time we received the task to Hongya Town, the number of deaths during this period was no more than 10 people except the first few. I wonder if you have noticed that these undead creatures were converted from corpses in the cemetery, and they were made from local materials and made a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers...for why?"

If you want to find out something, you must know what impact the incident has caused and the motivation of the person who created it.

Why do we need to create so many undead creatures to spread outside Hongya Town?

Donald looked at the demon cage on the ground, closed his eyes, and his thinking accelerated in an instant.

All the situations he encountered when he came to Hongya Town were like slides in his mind...the details that he ignored appeared one by one.

Undead creatures appeared in groups, massacring the surrounding townsmen. Someone in the police station photographed them constantly approaching Hongya Town. In order to avoid another attack by residents outside the town, the government issued a notice and allowed all external residents to be transferred to the town...

"Oh no! This is just a cover. Come back to Hongya Town. The other party's purpose of creating undead creatures is not to kill people, but to drive everyone back to Hongya Town and... catch them all in one go!"

These undead creatures seem to be numerous, but their combat power is weak. Why are they unwilling to adopt a small but exquisite summoning method?

The reason is very simple. What they want is to expand their momentum as much as possible and force the Hongya Town Government to make a decision to recall all the outside people!

"Go back!"

Horn Shelley, holding his long sword, began running to the place where they tied their horses without saying a word.

Donald directly took out the horse summoning whistle and summoned the puppet horse he carried with him.

"Mr. Campbell, together?"

This time, he will likely face a real enemy. Donald's horse can still bring someone. Naturally, this person cannot be Stephanie. He can't help taking her back. As for Horn and Pence, Donald believes that their strength should not be as strong as Borglo Campbell.

"good!"

Borglow did not refuse, jumped on the horse and sat behind Donald.

"Let's go first, you guys follow us!"

The palm slapped the head of the dirt puppet, and the dark green flame immediately rushed out of its eyes, and the four hooves and the horsetail immediately ignited the flames.

Herody ~

Amid the high neighing of the horse, the hell war horses left the road, leaving only the burning flames on the ground.

"Why choose me?"

On the way, Boglo asked.

"Because I think you are better than them, Mr. Campbell, you have been hiding your strength, right? In the previous battle, you only fought with crossbows throughout the whole process and did not use your talents at all. However, even so, you are still the one with the highest kill rate of undead in the team. This time, the return rescue is very important. What I need is a teammate who is strong enough, just treat it as my selfishness. I don't want to bring a weak person back."

Donald said in a deep voice without looking back, this is his true thought, and there is no need to hide it.

"Hmph...you choose the right one, speed up again!"

With a cold snorkeling, the gleam in his eyes flashed. Boglo took out a bottle of homemade poison from his bag, leaned his neck and poured it into his mouth.

He is ready for a real battle!
Chapter completed!