The night wind was like a knife, whistling, and a large group of people were ambushed behind the iceberg, holding their breath and staring forward. In the darkness where they could not see their fingers, there was a group of green light spots jumping, like fireflies in the darkness, and the sound of the ice being dug up was endless.

The green spot of light is the undead fire in the eyes of the undead.

Zhang Mu retracted his head to avoid being discovered, and held the Glacier Sword tightly: "What are those guys doing?"

Xueling replied: "A small-scale battle occurred in this place a few years ago. The Snow League wiped out a frost troll that infiltrated the incoming frost trolls, and their bodies were abandoned here."

"These undead are stealing corpses again?"

"That's right."

Zhang Mu knew the power of the Pluto Coffin. Even corpses that died for a long time could be transformed into undead through the Pluto Coffin. Because ordinary undead monsters only need strength, not souls. When the creature dies, the soul gradually disappears, but a powerful body will still retain some of its power. The Pluto Coffin can ignite the undead fire in the corpse, and at the same time stimulate the energy in the corpse, allowing the corpse to restore its ability to move.

However, the longer the death period, the more serious the physical corruption is, the more power is lost in the corpse.

Because of the special climate of the ice field, corpses exposed to wilderness will basically not rot, and will always be hidden or sealed into the ice layer. Such corpses are excavated and have high utilization value, so the Undead King plunders corpses and continuously expands the scale of the Undead Legion.

Zhang Mu put on a night vision goggles.

In a small basin a few thousand meters ahead, there are about a thousand undead spirits constantly digging ice. There are all kinds of strange undead spirits, including ice monsters, trolls, snow clans, barbarians, giant spirits, and even several races that have been extinct on the ice fields for many years.

The undead dug out the corpse and carried it away with the ice.

They have no wisdom and can only complete tasks numbly according to instructions. At this time, in a distant place, the Dead King must be using the Pluto coffin to control the movement of the undead. The control is unilateral, and the Dead cannot give back information like the Dead King. Because they have no ability to think and are more dull than robots.

Xue Ling pulled out the long sword inserted between her waist, "Don't let one go!"

"You guys follow me!"

Zhang Mu used the Demon Technique to Cover the Heaven, and a black air rose from his body and slowly spread out, covering all directions in the blink of an eye. Everyone hid in the black fog and moved forward, and soon came to the perception range of the undead. It was just very strange that the undead had no idea.

The undead has no sensory function. Everything that happens outside cannot be heard, seen, or smelled. It can only be perceived through a kind of super-sensory ability that creatures do not possess. The power of the Heavenly Demonic Art spreads out, obstructing the perception of the undead, so even if you get very close, the undead will not be able to detect it.

This move is simply unfavorable to the lowly undead!

Zhang Mu created more black fog, and the black fog surrounded the dead little by little with the help of night, greatly reducing their perception range.

"Let me come first!"

The Glacier Sword floated up in the air, and turned into a stream of light in the darkness, and instantly shot into the black fog. A undead troll noticed something, but as soon as he turned around, the Glacier Sword slashed over, and a head rolled directly to the ground, and his body and head were instantly different.

Because the sense of the undead was obscured, even the undead who stood very close did not feel anything.

Zhang Mu controlled the Ice River Sword, like a dragon, constantly shuttled back and forth, and in just a few seconds, he took down dozens of heads of the undead. The undead still dug the ice ground quietly, and his companions around him were killed one by one, and they had no feeling at all.

Xue Ling was shocked.

This move almost allowed Zhang Mu to solve a complete undead army by himself.

Of course, good times won't last long.

The undead king in the distance and the undead were interrupted one by one, probably feeling something was wrong, so he sent an order to the undead. A rune flashed on the body of a group of undead spirits. After receiving the order from the undead, they all put down their things and made a beast-like roar.

"Do it!"

Zhang Mu's fingers slashed, and the ice river sword in the air was shrouded in lava, and suddenly penetrated into the middle of the undead. Then, a hot flame was released from the middle, and dozens of undead were instantly burned to charcoal. The undead began to discover the aura of the creature, immediately waved his weapons, and slashed and slashed.

"kill!"

Xue Ling held a sword in her hand and rushed out first. The gorgeous sword light flashed in succession, and several undead were killed under the sword.

Everyone rushed out, because with Zhang Mu's cover, the undead could not detect the targets that were slightly far away. The mage and the archer could stand at a safe distance and kill the undead one by one. The combat ability of the two sides was not on the same level, and with Zhang Mu's obstruction, the undead could resist it?

The battle ended in less than 10 minutes.

Zhang Mu killed more than 150 undead spirits alone, and his experience slot increased by a small amount. The only drawback is that it is probably the artificially resurrected undead monster, and there will basically be no items falling.

"The body is burned!"

Xue Ling ordered it.

Everyone rushed to do things, whether it was the undead or the corpse, they were piled up, splashed with magic fuel, and burned them all, so as not to be used by waste again.

"The power of the undead is not very strong."

"No, they're too stupid!"

After this battle, the Snow League side had zero casualties, and the strength of the undead was not as good as that of the elite of the Snow League. More importantly, the undead had no ability to think and was extremely passive during the battle. In the end, they were killed one by one, without any suspense.

"here you go!"

"Continue, let's find the next one!"

The snow spirit contacted the reconnaissance team and soon locked in a dead soul wandering on the ice field. Everyone was ambushing the road they had to pass. The number of this dead soul was a little smaller than before, but they had already succeeded and were carrying the bodies dug out from somewhere and heading in one direction.

"These guys will definitely transport the bodies back to their nests!"

Someone shouted: "The undead kept stealing corpses and creating more undeads, which was endless. Can we really kill them all?"

Zhang Mu said: "It is best to cut off the weeds!"

Lei Ming said: "Will we follow them and we can find the lair of the undead?"

Everyone got up one after another and did not rush to do it. It would be best if they found the undead king's nest and destroyed the power of the undead tribe.

Xue Ling asked: "Can your skills provide cover so that we can follow the dead without being discovered and follow the dead's nest?"

"It is easy to hide my demon skills from ordinary undead monsters, but among the undead, there are not only low-level undeads, but probably a considerable number of undeads. This kind of undead was directly nurtured by the Pluto Coffin race, with memory and power during his lifetime, and the ability to think independently. If we follow in a big way, we will most likely be discovered."

"The undead of wisdom?"

Xue Ling was a little surprised.

Zhang Mu briefly explained the ability of the Pluto Coffin.

The undead must have strong strength.

If you encounter it, it will be tricky.

"Although I can't track it, I have a way to effectively penetrate into the undead." Zhang Mu made a suggestion, "If I disguised as a corpse and was discovered by the undead, then the undead will take the initiative to send me in and perform a ritual of the undead. After I find out the situation of the undead's nest, I will tell you the location and entry method."

Xue Ling was surprised by Zhang Mu's idea, "Is this approach feasible?"

"Don't worry, I cannot be transformed into a deceased person. Even if the Dead King performs rituals on me, I will not be transformed into a deceased person. The Dead King's connection with the Dead is only a one-sided connection. The Dead will not convey any information to the Dead King. If I am mixed in the Dead, as long as it is not too eye-catching, the Dead King will not be able to discover me."

This seems like a good idea.

Xue Ling asked: "How confident are you?"

Zhang Mu didn't know, so he could only shake his head and say, "I have the magic skill of covering the sky. It is very convenient to escape if I am alone. As long as the Undead King does not chase him personally, I will have a way to escape, so it is worth a try."

"Okay, then give it a try!"

"Destroy this undead first!"

Everyone rushed forward, and in more than ten minutes, the undead was completely wiped out.

The Snow League found another team of undead corpse robbers. While digging the corpse, Zhang Mu was immediately prepared. He first took a fake death potion that could cover up the breath of life. Then Xue Ling sealed Zhang Mu into a large ice cube. This state is no different from a corpse, but Zhang Mu still retained his perception ability to the outside world. Zhang Mu hid most of his strength, making him look no different from an ordinary warrior.

The undead discovered Zhang Mu and mistakenly thought it was an ordinary corpse. Without identifying it, he carried it and took it away.

"The plan succeeded!"

Everyone hid outside the warning area of ​​the dead, and saw the dead transporting corpses in front of him and disappeared in the night. Everyone's hearts couldn't help but hang up. The place where Zhang Mu was going was not ordinary dangerous. It was a place for a group of dead people. As a living creature, Zhang Mu often looked as eye-catching as a light bulb. If exposed, even if it was covered by the demonic skill of the sky, he would face a life-and-death situation.

Du Rongrong said helplessly: "Mu is really, she always comes up with some speechless ideas!"

“But they all work!”

"If it succeeds, we will find the undead lair."

Zhang Mu was taken into the iceberg by the undead, and moved very quickly. He crossed mountains and ridges. He walked countless ways and finally arrived at a basin.

In a month, the Undead King mobilized his minions and teeth to steal corpses, and even took action personally to attack cities and villages, and abducted a large number of elite soldiers of all races. The scale of the legion should have grown to about 30,000 to 40,000, or even a little more.

I thought that when I came to the undead's nest, I would see the undead everywhere in the mountains.

This is not actually the case.
Chapter completed!