On the Desperate Ice Field, in a certain mountain range, the crystal white ridge stretches for dozens of miles, with an irregular appearance, resembles a messed quilt.

There is an inconspicuous small basin in the middle of the mountain range.

Thousands of undead warriors lined up in a row and walked into the basin staggeringly. More than a thousand corpses were dragged in. Most of these corpses were human, and some were warriors of the Snow League or frost trolls.

This is just a night of gain.

Most of the corpses looked fresh, but they were frozen all over, with a layer of frost on the surface. Some of them died for a long time, obviously dead bodies dug out of the snow and ice. The undead dragged their lifeless bodies and walked into the basin with old-fashioned numb steps, and all stopped.

"Shit!"

There is an altar in front of the dead, which was just built. A strange blue ice coffin was floating above the altar. They evenly placed the corpses around the altar and then spread out to the surroundings.

On the altar platform, there was a dead soul wearing a crown sitting. The powerful magical power continued to radiate out of the body and injected into the ice coffin above the head.

The ice coffin floating in the air suddenly lost its support force and fell heavily behind the King of Dead. A layer of powerful energy was released. A range of hundreds of meters in diameter suddenly appeared, and a very detailed red spider web appeared. The thin lines crawled over the surface of the corpse. If you zoom in, you will find that each line is actually a large number of complex and profound symbols, and each magic symbol is very profound, exuding an evil breath of death.

The Undead King opened his eyes, raised his hands high, and the hoarse and gloomy voice echoed in the basin: "Rite: Undead Transformation!"

The coffin lid of the ice coffin suddenly bounced open automatically, and a large amount of gray-green energy gushed out. These energy filled most of the canyon in the form of fog, covering the corpses.

As time goes by, the fog increases and the concentration becomes greater and greater.

The magic runes began to work on the surface of the bodies of those corpses, absorbing mist-like energy frantically and constantly penetrated into the body. About half of them disappeared. After the stiff corpses absorbed a large amount of energy,

A dead mercenary corpse suddenly twitched.

The eyelids, which were originally sealed by frost, suddenly trembled and slowly opened, and their pupils were scattered. This was definitely not the eyes that a living person should have, but a pair of dead eyes! There was a green flame beating deep in the pupils, which was the fire of the undead!

Once the undead flame is ignited, it means that the creature has been transformed into the undead.

This undead warrior stood up slowly, probably the freezing was not lifted, his body was still very stiff and he walked very slowly and dull. However, the power of the deceased was flowing in his body and was gradually lifting the frozen parts. In less than a minute, the undead warrior's legs and feet became much smoother.

Other corpses absorbed a lot of energy, and the fire of the undead was ignited one after another, all stood up from the ground.

"roar!"

Hundreds and thousands of corpses, their eyes were scattered and dull, and their eyes were filled with green light, and they emitted a terrifying and terrifying howls from their mouths, like wild beasts that had lost their minds. Most of these resurrected people were mercenaries, but there was no emotion in their eyes, and they had become undefeated monsters.

The ceremony left a full rune on the body of the undead, but the runes began to shrink from the moment the undead was formed, and finally all regressed to an inconspicuous point.

The spiritual power of the undead king burst out, and the undead received instructions and all scattered.

"Frost Troll, Snow Alliance... Humph!" The King of the Undead sat high on the altar, with pale ghost fire burning in his eyes, "You will pay... the price!"

The eyes of the undead king were full of resentment.

"Come out! My loyal servant!"

The mysterious ice coffin shook and a tall figure came out from it. It was a troll with blue skin, a ragged armor, a scarred body. In some places, you can even see internal organs and bones. The left hand was cut off and reconnected by the spell of the broken limbs.

The right eyeball disappeared, and in the bloody and empty eye sockets, there was a green flame of the dead soul, indicating the identity of the dead.

This troll undead is different from ordinary undead, with a cold and numb expression. This is the biggest difference. Indifference and numbness itself should not appear on undead monsters, because undead monsters do not have any emotions at all and rely entirely on instinct activities.

"My Lord!"

Zanla knelt on one knee and said in a numb and cold voice.

The King of the Undead looked down at him and said slowly: "Sleeping in the Pluto Hall for ten days... Your power has basically been awakened again... From now on, you will be my loyal servant, destroying all living things on the ice field."

"yes!"

Zanla's expression was still cold. Because he was resurrected by the King of the Undead, his way of thinking changed greatly and he would not think about problems according to the logic of his life.

"Get out!"

The undead king ordered Zanla to leave. Soon several ice demons sent a corpse that was wrapped around his body, like a mummy, to the altar. This corpse was a barbarian warrior. Judging from his dress and decoration, his status was definitely not low during his lifetime. The corpse was very fresh and was killed not long ago.

The Pluto's coffin was activated, and a suction force was emitted from it. The mummy-like corpse was directly sucked into the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was closed again.

"This six-day product... should be enough!"

After the King of the Dead said that, he sat down again on the altar.

The ice coffin floated up and quietly hanged in the air.

Zanla walked down the altar in the wind and snow, passed through the basin, and walked into a cave, where three or four undead were guarding the cave, each of which was filled with a faint green light, full of numbness and indifference, like a cold murder machine. Several undeads, like Zanla, woke up directly from the Pluto coffin, so they were completely different from ordinary undeads.

The real undead clan!

A wise race!

The undead is a large population, and the undead clan is a branch of the undead. Since it can become a clan, it must be wise. The undead clan includes all the undead clans with wisdom. This is an eternal and immortal race, but the number is extremely rare. The Pluto Coffin can directly create the undead clan. Its value is unimaginable and it can be called a sacred tool of the undead!

………

When the undead creates an army and is constantly expanding its power.

The other side of the ice field.

Zhang Mu, with the mercenaries of the mercenary union, officially stationed in the new village, which was simply named "Base Camp". This is the base camp of the human race on the Despair Ice Field. The total population of the entire camp has a total of 20,000 people, which is the entire population that has entered Shuguang Village in more than a month.

The living environment suddenly became lively.

It makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"I am the deputy leader of the Storm Mercenary Group and purchase various high-quality equipment, skill books, and scrolls at a high price!"

"The Sky Mercenary Receives! The benefits are excellent and the treatment is excellent. If you are interested in joining, please contact us quickly!"

“…”

In fact, the mercenary group that can reach the Despair Ice Field will not be weak anyway. It basically has the strength of the Fengyue Mercenaries. There are many top experts in each group. They are used to being invincible in the camp. They are all arrogant and arrogant. Although they come together, they still find it difficult to restrain themselves.

"Gambling! Gambling! Arena gambling, starting at least 500 gold coins! Masters from all groups of the base camp are welcome to come and compete!"

Someone shouted with a regional speaker.

The fat man was overjoyed: "This must be a fun!"

The dog was excited, "I'll go play too!"

Some experts from Dragon Soul also stood up.

Zhang Mu did not stop him, but just instructed him: "Stop when you are ready, don't cause trouble!"

"Don't worry!"

The fat man and his group ran away with confidence.

"Old Ye, Scorpion, you go and play for two of them, and take care of the fat man by the way. There are not many people who can beat you two. As long as you don't face Long Hao from China, there should be no problem."

Ye Qianqiu felt a little unhappy when he heard this: "Long Hao? Do you think I'm afraid of him?"

Zhang Mu knew Ye Qianqiu's stubborn temper and shook his head with a wry smile: "I didn't say that, but if I bump into someone from the China Alliance, it's better to be more careful."

"Come on one, beat one!" Ye Qianqiu said coldly: "Long Hao will come in person, that's even better!"

Ye Qianqiu is a combat madman. The stronger the opponent, the more he likes it. No one knows how strong Long Hao's competitive skill is, but judging from the strength he showed, his attack power is better than Ye Qianqiu, and his comprehensive ability is comparable to Ye Qianqiu and Scorpion. If he wants to fight, the outcome is not easy to predict.

The scorpion went with him.

If you have the opportunity to compete with experts from all over the world and take the opportunity to make some money, why not do it?

Zhang Mu continued to wander around the streets.

The men were basically exposed, only Lei Ming, Leng Yun, Lin Caiyan, Du Rongrong, Qin Xiaoshi, Chen Tingting, some people were around. So many beauties were walking on the street, which naturally attracted people from all groups to point fingers and secretly discussing.

The size of the village on the ice field is similar to that of the Shuguang Camp, but the number of houses is slightly insufficient. However, in theory, it is possible to live in 50,000 or 60,000 people, so there is no need to worry about not having a house. Because there are more people, the communication and development of the human race has become more abundant. However, the leaders of various forces can reach the present, so naturally they are not ordinary people. The mercenaries are strictly regulated and have extremely high qualities. There are no unnecessary conflicts for the time being.

The pressure and environment outside are already very harsh.

If there is an internal strife, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"The village is not bad!" Zhang Mu nodded with satisfaction, "There are more than 20,000 humans, and the defense power should be enough. We should further enhance our reconnaissance power. The Zerg mother nest on the Dawn Plain, I think it's time to send it to the Despair Ice Field!"

Lei Ming nodded and said, "I will ask someone to arrange it immediately to send the core of the insect nest to the ice field as soon as possible. We need to find a safe enough place to settle it."
Chapter completed!