Along with this roar, Fang Zheng saw the sea water not far away suddenly begin to boil and roll. Then, a row of tattered warships rushed out from the bottom of the sea, rose high, and then fell heavily on the water.

"Oh my god, is this... a ghost ship?"

Looking at the ghost fleet that surrounded him from all directions, Fox's legs were shaking with fear. Order is above all, there are hundreds of ghost ships!!!

Not to mention, these ghost ships were the product of the great voyage adventure period. Although they may be one generation behind the Black Crow in terms of technology, the warships of that era were bigger and bigger. In front of them, the Black Crow was like a little white rabbit facing a group of hungry wolves. It had no power to fight back at all! !

"I have changed my mind, you damned little thief. I will make your soul my most humble slave forever and suffer eternal pain!!"

Soon, the voice sounded again, and this time, as he spoke, the ghost fleet not far away turned its guns and aimed at the shabby little boat anchored at the dock.

"What should we do about this, Mr. Fang Zheng?"

"Leave it to me."

Compared to the anxiety and fear of others, Fang Zheng seemed very calm. If it weren't for the spatial properties of that broken plane, I wouldn't have been chased all over the street by you scum. That half-plane space is fine, but now in the main world, you dare to act like a big shot in front of me? Haha, ghost fleet, huh! !

Let me show you what a real undead army is!

"Hecate, I'll leave this to you and Tilia. Nymph, I'm going to go meet this megalomaniac!"

Looking at the ghost fleet in front of him, Fang Zheng smiled coldly, then he raised the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand and swung it forward.

"Seal it!"

The next moment, the howling wind instantly enveloped him and the ghost fleet.

When the storm died down, everything in front of him had already changed into a completely different look. The blue and boundless sea had disappeared, replaced by a dry land full of death and storms. It had been infiltrated by countless blood, showing a dark red color. On this land, countless bones and debris could be seen everywhere. A huge fortress stood in the center of the storm land, and on the other side, the ghost ships were scattered all over the plain of the battlefield, and the undead sailors who were in charge of operating the ships obviously couldn't understand what was going on.

“W-what is this place!!”

Soon, the voice sounded again, but unlike before, there was a hint of surprise and astonishment in the voice.

"What did you do? Damn little thief!!"

"Welcome to Chaos Fortress."

Facing the voice's question, Fang Zheng, who was standing on the top of the fortress, smiled coldly and raised his hand. As Fang Zheng moved, countless death maidens holding sickles quietly appeared beside him, and on the city wall, tens of thousands of dead soul archers bent their bows and aimed at the enemies in the distance. The city gate was wide open, and executioners with black horns and sharp curved blades in their hands and dead soul shield guards holding shields formed a queue and poured out like a tide. The shadow of death hovered in the sky, and the pale-skinned undead war beasts spewed out azure breath and looked ahead with a covetous look.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, the voice finally began to become panic-stricken. As the commander of the ghost fleet in this sea area, he could of course feel the breath of the undead army on the opposite side. He couldn't imagine how this happened - wasn't that damn thief a paladin? How could he summon such a large undead army?

Is he the offspring of Orcus, the Undead King?

But why can he summon angels and use holy light?

"No one can stop death..."

Fang Zheng raised the long sword in his hand, and the edge of the Sky-Breaking Sword slowly reflected a hint of cold light.

“Destroy them!!”

After using it in Shana's world, Fang Zheng already understood that his seal had a time limit, so he couldn't waste time. Therefore, after opening the seal, he directly summoned the army of undead and rushed towards the ghost fleet in the distance.

As for why Fang Zheng chose Chaos Fortress instead of High Heaven, the reason is very simple. After analyzing Malthael's soul stone, Fang Zheng found that the number of angels in High Heaven was maintained at a constant level. In other words, from a certain perspective, High Heaven is similar to Protoss. Individual combat power is strong, but if you want to play a large army attack, the number is lacking. At present, the opponent has hundreds of ghost ships. Although Fang Zheng has transferred them all to the plains of Chaos Fortress, the opponent also has the advantage of number and artillery. The angels of High Heaven may be strong, but because of the lack of numbers, there will inevitably be fish that slip through the net, so he simply opened Chaos Fortress to the Sea of ​​​​Undead - everyone is playing undead creatures, who is afraid of who!

They are all local foxes, pretending to be strange!

“Boom boom boom!”

At the same time, the ghost warships on the Chaos Plain in the distance also began to fire at the fortress. Although they were on flat ground and could not turn the ship freely, the reaction of these undead sailors was also dissatisfied. They quickly dismantled the turrets used to fix the magic cannons, pushed them to the bow, and began to frantically bombard the undead army in front of them.

For ordinary armies, the fierce bombardment of hundreds of warships is enough to cause their morale to collapse, but for the undead army, they have no fear at all. Therefore, no matter how fierce the artillery fire of the ghost fleet is, the undead army does not retreat at all, but continues to rush forward bravely, rushing towards the ghost ship in front of them towards the artillery fire.

The speed of the undead army was extremely fast. The ghost fleet had only fired three rounds of salvos before they had already rushed under the ghost ships. Then the leading ghost shield guards screamed and raised their shields. The next moment, these undead creatures suddenly leaped up from the ground like grasshoppers, rushed directly onto the deck of the ghost ship, and fought with those undead sailors.

When the two sides came into close combat, the ghost fleet's shortcomings finally emerged. After all, the undead sailors here were just a group of ordinary humans transformed into undead creatures, but Fang Zheng not only had undead soldiers, but also death maidens, undead creatures transformed from angels. Compared with the undead army that could use various skills to attack, the undead sailors who could only fire cannons and wield scimitars were obviously not enough.

Therefore, it didn't take long for the ghost fleet to be completely defeated by Fang Zheng's undead army. From the current point of view, it was only a matter of time before they were completely destroyed...

However, Fang Zheng did not take it lightly. He held the sword tightly in his hand and stared at the ghost fleet in the distance. He still remembered the powerful aura that had erupted in that strange space before. It was a power that was no less than that of a legendary level. With Fang Zheng's current strength, he was not enough to rely on himself to face a legendary strongman.

Fortunately, he was not unprepared.

“That’s enough!!”

As expected, just when Fang Zheng's undead army was about to completely destroy the ghost fleet, the voice sounded again. Along with the roar that resounded through the sky, Fang Zheng saw the ground in the distance suddenly crack open, and then the dark sea roared and gushed out, with huge waves that rose to the sky, engulfing the ghost fleet and the undead army sent by Fang Zheng.

"I've had enough of your little tricks..."

Along with the sound, a huge, dark shadow slowly emerged from the sea.

"Your tricks can't defeat me! And I will tear you into pieces!!"

The sea water exploded.

A huge, pitch-black creature raised its head high. The flesh and blood on its body had already rotted away, and only white bones remained of its outstretched wings. In its pair of dark, empty eye sockets, the light of a soul was beating.

"Depend on!"

Feeling the chill that was coming towards him, Fang Zheng cursed inwardly. Of course, he knew what this thing was. In the records of the temple, their existence was mentioned. Those evil and powerful beings used a powerful magic to transform themselves into immortal, terrifying and ugly beings in order to prepare for their impending death.

They possess the great power of their predecessors, and have inherited the evil and darkness of death magic, making them one of the most difficult enemies in the world to deal with.

That is - the dragon lich.