Everyone transmigrated to another world and became the owner of a moving castle.
Li Ziyu obtained a Skeletal Undead Moving Castle.
Wherever his eyes could see, wherever his sword pointe...
On the wasteland, the armored vehicle-like werewolf fortress slowly slowed down and stopped.
"Wang Defa, we actually encountered the undead!" Pan Xi was still in shock and kept swearing.
"Calm down, Pansy, calm down. They are just undead. The guys behind them should be human beings like us." Bentham leaned back in his chair, looked at Pansy turning around, and said with a smile.
"How can you still laugh! How do you know those undead are controlled by humans?" Pansy stopped when she saw Bentham's reckless look, frowned, and asked in a bad tone.
Bentham pulled his collar, stood up, and walked in front of Pansy. "You should read more books so that you can learn to think."
Pansy didn't want to hear any words of education. He just wanted to know the source of the judgment. "Bentham, what do you know?"
Bentham smiled smugly. "Didn't you see our prey hiding in there? Those undead were there to pick him up, not the natives. The natives wouldn't be so friendly to people like us."
"Oh my God, you're right!" Pansy recalled what he saw at that time and exclaimed in surprise. Seeing the undead made him panic, but after Bentham's reminder, he suddenly reacted.
Patting Pansy's shoulder, Bentham said proudly, "Don't worry, I'm ready."
While escaping, Bentham had already reacted. He was also frightened when he first saw the undead, but he calmed down while escaping. He remembered that when the Catman Fortress rushed into the pile of undead, it was not attacked. This meant that the tens of thousands of undead were not what he thought. They were controlled and were reinforcements for the Catman Fortress.
The speed of the undead was far slower than that of his fortress, so he quickly got rid of the undead that were charging towards him. Bentham quietly gave orders and sent out his gnolls to track the undead.
The gnolls under Bentham are more than just guns and guns. The reason why he was able to develop so quickly is precisely because of the variability and ferocity of the gnolls.
Real gnolls are not cowards hiding in the distance with their guns; they are cruel hunters in the wilderness!
These guys have dark yellow or dark red manes, and look very postmodern artistic. They are over 2 meters tall on average and weigh over 120 kg. They are serious nocturnal carnivores, running fast, and are very good at flanking and siege operations. They have sharp teeth and amazing bite force, and like to attack with blunt objects.
In addition, the gnolls also have a companion beast - the coyote. The coyote is slightly smaller in size, but no less ferocious. Once it bites its prey, it will not let go. It is the gnolls' best helper.
In addition to warriors, there are also priests, priests and other professions among the werewolves. When attacking in groups, they can also use summoning magic to summon ogres or trolls.
It was precisely because the race under his command was so ferocious that Bentham dared to plunder the wilderness with impunity.
The dark clouds were blown by the wind and moved slowly across the sky.
The dark yellow mane grew from the back to the shoulders, and then spread to the top of the head, standing upright. The werewolf's nose twitched twice. They had a keen sense of smell like a dog and could clearly distinguish the smell in the air. They raised their heads, stretched out their fingers with sharp claws, pointed in the direction, and the other werewolves immediately ran in the pointed direction.
This is a scout team composed of gnolls. Of course, they prefer to call it a tracker team. Each team consists of 10 gnolls and 5 coyotes, with 1 captain, 1 first aid priest, 3 archers, and 6 gnoll warriors.
All members of the tracker team wear leather armor, which provides good defense without affecting their movements.
The team received an order from the city lord to track the undead, find their location, investigate the number of undead, and check whether there are other enemies.
This kind of mission is very familiar. Since the establishment of the Tracker Team, they have been carrying out this kind of mission in the wilderness and nothing has ever gone wrong.
In particular, this time they are tracking down the undead, the undead made of bones, which are impossible to track down.
They are a group of excellent hunters. They run in the wilderness with their claws retracted and their paw pads stepping on the ground, making no noise and even stirring up very little dust. They chase the undead in the direction of their retreat and have discovered the scattered footprints left behind when they left.
Unfortunately, the gnolls in the tracking team did not look up at the sky. Above their heads, among the dark clouds, several ghosts were floating, looking at the gnolls on the ground in surprise.
"Have we discovered the enemy?" A human ghost retracted his gaze, looked at his companion beside him, and asked hesitantly.
"Well, judging from the direction they are heading, it should be our territory." Another human ghost turned his head to look in the direction of the Undead Fortress and nodded vigorously.
He was stunned just as he finished speaking, because he found that two of his companions were floating away quickly, and he couldn't help but shout, "Where are you two going?"
A voice came from afar, "We've discovered the enemy. Of course, we should notify the Lord of the Undead."
The ghost who asked the question was stunned at first, then gritted his teeth and shook his fist vigorously, "Damn these two cunning guys! I've been a ghost for too long, my brain is rigid, and I actually forgot to notify the Lord of the Undead immediately, so they got there first."
"Don't blame yourself. You are a ghost and you have no brains at all. It's much more serious than having a rigid brain." The first human ghost who spoke comforted with emotion.
A jackal running below suddenly stopped and looked around in confusion. He seemed to have heard vague voices just now. After observing for a while, he found nothing unusual. Then he heard his companions urging him, so he hurried to catch up.
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