The night is coming...

The next round of offensive of the undead army was about to begin, and the city of Har was filled with torches, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

Warriors of all races dressed in different dresses on the city walls were full of determination and were always ready for the next battle.

At this critical moment, at the edge of the battlefield, under a huge rock, there is another scene.

There is a lot of space in this hollow stone, and Sophia has dug a lot of it, so even if there are a large number of people, she doesn't feel crowded when she stays inside.

Judging from the current situation, it is not certain that I have to stay here for a lot of time, so Sophia also specially used magic here to condense the tables, chairs, benches, and simple single beds that can be lying down to rest.

At this time, the Red Lotus Fire looked at Sophia with a very complicated mood.

Look at what this half-elves did on the edge of such a dangerous battlefield.

Just use spells to make a lot of resting things, but you even found something that looks very high-end, down bedding and other items from the secret treasure bag...

At this time, Sophia was leaning lazily on the recliner, using the mage's hand to casually put a piece of jelly that had been cut into her mouth.

The strangely shaped staff, Morey, acted as a waiter or replaced Elise and the others' work.

The evil spirit in the ruby ​​at the top had a bitter face, and he flexibly used the mage's hand to control the knife and fork to help Sophia divide the jelly and cake.

"Why would a legendary lich as great as me do such things..."

Although Morey's mouth was full of complaints, his movements were not stopped at all, and he seemed very skillful.

It seems that he often did this kind of work before.

In the eyes of Red Lotus Fire, this strange staff is really easy to use.

At least it looks much better than the big sword behind me.

But as a result, the owner of this staff was actually a half-elf who only knew how to enjoy himself, but it was really a waste of resources, which made the dragon a pity!

The sour Red Lotus Fire picked up a gold fork and put a piece of fruit cake into his mouth.

Then she narrowed her eyes happily and stroked her face with one hand. What was this smell? It was hard to believe!

Compared with this exquisite and delicious food, I used to eat food raw or bake it with flame breathing, which was simply eaten into the dog's belly...

Does this half-elves live this kind of life on weekdays? This really makes Long envious!

Thinking of this, the Red Lotus Fire felt that her chest was even more sore again.

Unlike her, Weilin sat next to Sophia without any psychological pressure, and picked up the delicious dessert piece by piece with her hands and gave it to her mouth.

She eats very quickly and doesn't care whether her palms and corners of her mouth will be stained by desserts.

After being fooled with Otto and the others until now, Weilin has long been an old fry, and at the same time, she also knows that this thing is nothing to Otto, who is rich and powerful.

More importantly, in Otto's history of making a fortune, there was also a history of home confiscation against him.

So when Weilin touched her mouth, she was not psychologically stressed at all.

What made Red Lotus Fire care even more was Otto, this strange dragon man, who ate strangely.

Others are eating delicate, delicious desserts, but he picks up pieces of precious ore and sends them into his mouth.

What kind of magic ores such as black gold, lapis lazuli, are one bite at a time, and they don’t even blink when they eat them. The red lotus fire eyelids twitched, and they called it a waste.

If she hadn't been able to beat this strange combination, she would have been determined to be a gangster.

Because Sophia's cover spell is really powerful, everyone in the room completely regards this place as a private theater where you can see the big show.

Some people talk and laugh, and they do whatever they want.

And with their mentality, the next round of attacks from the undead army began!

The person in charge of the command was still Katerlin. She flew high up in the air, shaking and pointing at Harcheng at a thin, dry finger.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of low-level undead creatures rushed up.

In Katlin's plan, they will further weaken the magic of the casters in Hal.

And as she had imagined, after these low-level undeads had sent their heads, almost all the casters in Hal were silent.

At this time, intermediate and heavy undead troops such as skeleton taurens, ogre zombies, and suture monsters were suppressed.

Behind them were corpse-spouting cars and siege towers made of minced skeletons and dead trees.

As they advanced, many long bowmen or heavy crossbowmen appeared on Har City.

Immediately afterwards, arrows specifically enchanted against the undead creatures were shot down from the city walls in dense numbers.

The enchanted arrows flashed with strange lights in the night sky, and the terrifying number of arrows and crossbow arrows fell like starry rains all over the sky.

This attack method is very expensive. Just this round of attack, I don’t know how many imperial gold coins have been consumed.

It can be seen from this that it is not possible to be a hero from a famous mainland without money.

"boom!"

Only a loud noise was heard, and a corpse-spouting cart broke into a gap on the top of the wall of Har City.

Several unlucky guys who couldn't dodge were smashed into meat pies.

Then, among the pieces of flesh and blood, a bloated suture monster, like a meat ball, stood up and attacked the warriors on the surrounding city walls.

He was one of the shells used by the corpse throwing cart. Although he had broken his feet due to the strong impact, this limb was everywhere on him and did not affect his movements at all.

This guy is a product of more than a dozen corpses of different races, randomly sewn.

Ferocious, terrifying, powerful and particularly resistant to beating...

As he swayed all kinds of rotten and disgusting limbs on his body, a sensation of chaos suddenly caused around him.

In order to get rid of him, the warriors of all races in Har City paid a considerable price to kill him and push him down the city wall.

Similar situations occur many times in various places on Har City.

For a moment, the battle became more and more cruel.

A hero or a warrior is not that easy to be a hero.

Defeat the undead and receive the reputation, this is naturally a very good ending.

In contrast, a tragic death in battle is also a very high chance.

But until now, both sides that started the war still maintained a certain degree of restraint.

The undead did not use the undead dragon, and there were no traces of the metal dragons found in Har City.
Chapter completed!