Chapter 276 275. Sodom and Gomorrah

Blake Qili, the city lord of Yafei City, walked around her seat of power irritably. The few sanity in her brain was fading away, replaced by endless anger.

Not only for those rebels who betrayed the eternal King Dom, but also for those rebels who dared to set foot on the imperial territory with their dirty bodies.

There is also anger towards other city lords in the undead territory. Since the defeat of Death Lord Charles, the city lords with their own thoughts have not discussed any feasible alternatives at all, not even under the banner of revenge for the lord.

They just return to their own cities, strengthen their defenses, and then witness other cities being besieged and never send troops to assist.

Everyone highlighted one of them: [Retreat and turn into the enemy as fast as the wind], [Outflank the enemy as fast as the wind], [Plunder the advantage and invade as the fire], [Allied troops are in trouble and stay still as the mountain].

Blake Qili knew very well what those guys were thinking. Death Lord Charles died, and his successor was not determined before his death. And the numerous undead city lords refused to obey anyone, so it was naturally impossible to jointly elect a successor. A new boss comes out.

All the undead city lords, including Blake Qili herself, are waiting for Mad King Dom to appoint a death lord again, but the undead city lords guess that the eternal King Dom should be more Directly select one of the undead city lords to take over Charles' position.

Originally, Blake Qili was waiting well in Yafei City. After all, her city was not bordering the human coalition forces. If the opponent wanted to attack, they would have to pass through the defense lines of at least two or three cities. Blake Qili was even considering whether to wait until the other city lords were fighting with the humans before entering the field to harvest.

Of course, when she was sure that the human army was not seriously injured and could easily be harvested, and other city lords were besieged, she would only follow the rule of "Friends are in trouble and cannot move like mountains".

After all, everyone does it, and she neither wants to be an outlier, nor does she want to do anything useless.

Unless sending troops to rescue those colleagues would allow her to become the Death Lord.

Blake Qili waited well like this, but when she woke up early this morning, she found that her city was surrounded by a group of skeletons.

Siege towers, chariots, and trebuchets were bombarded continuously in an attempt to break through the defense line. If it weren't for the tattered siege equipment, several of which were knocked off during the siege. The city walls and gates would have been penetrated long ago.

But this won't last long. Blake Qili is very aware of the strength of the skeletons outside.

I must know that when Mo Cheng led the skeleton army to wander in the undead territory, he was harvesting one crop after another like cutting leeks.

As for the crazy Jin who was unconscious at that time, all those high-level undead souls were frightened.

The high-level undead who should have lost the emotion of fear were directly given PTSD by Mo Cheng and the Skeleton Army at that time.

Not to mention the follow-up information, which undead city lord still doesn't know that Death Lord Charles and his direct legion were killed by people who led skeletons from outside.

There may be something wrong with saying it is a [human], but it should be said that it is a pure-blooded dragon.

The force of the dragon's power at that time almost frightened Blake Qili who was in the undead territory and extinguished most of her soul fire.

"Damn it, reinforcements, where are the reinforcements?!"

"Can't those guys see that the giant dragon outside wants to completely clean up the undead territory?"

"If they don't send troops to support them at this time, do they plan to be burned to ashes together with their own city under the dragon's breath?!"

Angry, impatient, and uncontrollably uneasy.

Blake Qili sent out countless signals for help, and even tried magical communication, but was rejected without exception.

Just like she had watched other cities burn, the undead city lords rejected her request for help.

They all have the same idea as Blake Qili. If there are casualties in the skeleton army, they will be harvested.

But sending troops to help Yafei City?

Help it without letting yourself become the death lord.

"Give me a message to Zilda. If it comes to support, I will support it as the Death Lord. We can make an oath!"

In desperation, Blake Qili could only give her final offer, but before the magic communication was sent, there was a sudden earth-shaking loud noise.

"Boom!"

A three-meter-tall dragon man holding a long staff of holy light slowly walked into the city lord's palace. Behind him were all the undead souls who fell to the ground and were burning with holy flames.

Those undead souls have been deprived of the right to speak, and they can only accept the final purification in front of the most arrogant power of the Holy Light.

At the same time, the entire city of Yafei was also burning, with purifying holy flames everywhere, and undead souls panicking everywhere.

There are silent torches everywhere.

"If there are still a hundred good people here, I will give up destroying this place."

"If there are still ten good people here, I will give up destroying this place."

"Even if there is a good person here, I will give up destroying this place."

"It's a pity that there are no good people here. They should be destroyed with the holy flames."

Turning the Bible in his hand to the [Old Testament Genesis] story about Gomorrah and Sodom, Mo Cheng slowly approached the Banshee City Lord.

"Do you want to turn into a pillar of salt? Or be directly burned to ashes by the holy flames?"

No matter which Banshee City Lord wanted to choose, facing the approach of eternal death, she resisted with all her strength without hesitation.

But resistance was in vain. The banshee couldn't even open her mouth to chant a spell, so she was stabbed through the brain by a long stick made of condensed holy light.

"Who gave you the courage to chant incantations at such a distance?"

With a swing of the long stick, he chopped off the head of the banshee, tied her long hair into a braid and tied it around her waist.

At this time, Mo Cheng already had three heads on his waist.

All of them were cut down with violence, and each one of them had their eyes wide open and refused to rest in silence.

From the fright left on their faces, you can see how much fright they received before they died completely.

Half a day later, Yafei City, like the two previously captured cities, was burned by the blazing holy flames and gradually turned into ashes.

The skeleton army was cleaning the battlefield, throwing the remaining undead limbs back into Yafei City to add fuel to the Holy Flame.

They ensure that no undead escapes death.

"Alas..." Looking at the tattered siege equipment that would never last until the next siege, Mo Cheng couldn't help but secretly complain about the poor quality of these things.

But in fact, these siege equipment can support the conquest of three cities in a row without any repairs in the middle. In terms of quality, they are definitely considered solid.

No matter how strong it is, it will be scrapped after three sieges.

"Go back to get more siege equipment and capture more cities. I want to collect the heads of these high-level undead into a grand slam!"

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