At the front stood a row of "people" with red eyes, each holding a very long cane.

The fat lord soon saw the familiar face among them. Although he had lost a lot of weight, the familiar eyebrows and eyes vaguely resembled his son's appearance.

"Armstrong Evans, what are you doing!"

Not far away, Fang Zhiyi almost choked on the apple in his mouth. The boy didn't lie to him. The name of this stone is really long!

The corpse demon just looked at him without any emotion.

The Fat Lord noticed something was wrong: "You, you are the evil army! Come! Come!"

There were still many guards in his castle, but they were all frightened at this moment.

"Sir, please look at the sky." A guard said tremblingly.

The Fat Lord looked up and saw a massive figure circling in the sky. It looked like a dragon. A dragon? The Fat Lord was stunned. Shouldn't things like that be found in the north? And that dragon in the sky seemed... just a skeleton?

The giant dragon in the sky let out a hoarse and unpleasant roar, and then the death army on the ground began to advance.

On this day, the news of the fall of the Nei Ke family reached the royal city. It was said that the Nei Ke family's territory was now full of undead creatures. The royal family in the royal city was in chaos. They were about to summon the Church of Light and the Magicians Association to discuss the matter when more bad news came.

The nobles who were in charge of resisting the orcs deserted, and the orcs had a smooth journey and were approaching the royal city.

The old king with white hair was in a panic at this moment: "What should I do? The necromancer has appeared, and the orcs have also attacked the royal city! What should I do!"

Vivian looked at her anxious father and wondered, "If Fang Zhiyi hadn't been imprisoned, would he have done something like this?" She still didn't see Fang Zhiyi as a threat; he was just a pathetic, servile servant who would help her whenever she needed him. She offered the king a suggestion.

"Recruit that necromancer?" the old king asked uncertainly, "No, no, necromancers are the most evil mages. They only bring disaster and destruction!"

Vivian was silent. Looking at the old king in front of her, she felt that her father was not worthy of sitting in this position, and neither was that foolish elder brother. She decided to write a letter to Fang Zhiyi.

The necromancer did not move, but the orcs were already at the gates of the city.

The Magicians Association, the Kingdom Knights, and the Church of Light all sent out their forces to resist the orcs, and they managed to hold out for a while thanks to the high walls.

Fang Zhiyi was watching the live broadcast through Xiao Hei at this time.

"So many corpses, tsk tsk tsk, what a waste, oh wow, this thing is great."

"So they can clearly defend the city on their own, but they still trick the master into helping them. What a bunch of bastards."

However, Lily's father turned a disaster into a blessing. Because of his injuries, he was unable to take up weapons to defend the royal city and saved his life. However, the orc group had already rushed towards the slums.

The people in the slums fled in panic. No one had the courage to resist, but the wolf riders were keenly aware of the problem.