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Chapter 977 - 977 119 Undead Pandemic_3

977: Chapter 119, Undead Pandemic_3 977: Chapter 119, Undead Pandemic_3 “Don’t forget about the resistance fighters, they must have a massive amount of food supplies if they have managed to hold on.

I’ve given you the methods, now it’s up to you to handle the rest!

Take action swiftly while the enemy is resting, or it’ll be too late.”

After speaking, Derris turned and left.

Her intuition told her she couldn’t stay any longer, or more trouble would come her way.

She didn’t know if the Allied Forces could solve their food shortage, but the Elf Race definitely had food.

Many warhorses had fallen in last night’s battle.

These were the spoils of the Elf Army, not enough to supply the entire army, but sufficient to keep the Elf Legion fed for a few days.

Above the clouds, a person and a dragon were looking down at the camp below, seemingly searching for something.

Maxim’s behavior was particularly exaggerated, almost drooling.

“Based on the intelligence, this is the Ancient Heritage Alliance’s base in Declaras Province.

There are deep cartwheel tracks nearby, if there are treasures hidden here, this is certainly the most likely place.

Look closely, the patrol soldier count in the northwestern camp is visibly higher than in other areas.

We’ve watched for so long and haven’t seen anyone coming or going.

On the contrary, the warehouses in other directions see frequent movement.

If we want to make a move, it’s best to first create chaos within the camp to draw away the guards, or find the right opportunity to sneak in and retrieve our treasures!”

Hudson maintained his composure as he assigned certain qualities to the unseen treasures.

The items were looted from local aristocrats by the enemy, and as all aristocrats are one family, the treasures of the Warhammer Kingdom Aristocrats were also his treasures.

This was not about plundering, but reclaiming what belonged to him.

Regrettably, the enemy was not cooperating, so he had to resort to brute force.

“Hudson, there’s a substantial number of enemy guards.

If we start a frontal assault, I’m worried Maxim might not be able to look out for you—better to make a move at night.

It’s a pity those ghosts are not around, otherwise, releasing them in the cover of night would surely plunge the enemy into chaos.”

The speaker was casual, but the listener was deliberate.

If not for Belsden’s reminder, Hudson might have forgotten he was a Necromancer.

When it comes to sabotage in the dark, Necromancers are the true professionals.

After all, making a move here wouldn’t risk exposure.

A Necromancer who had secluded himself for many years, just to come out and find his homeland occupied by alien races, it was completely justified for him to take vengeful action in his rage.

“Let’s head back to the camp, we’ll come back tonight.”

At midnight, the Alien Coalition Army camp in Declaras Province was brightly lit.

Instead of decreasing, the number of patrolling soldiers had increased due to the nightfall.

“Summon the Undead Legion outside to strike at the enemy’s camp.

Whether successful or not, withdraw immediately after casting the spells and let Maxim handle the arson that follows.”

Hudson instructed the accompanying Necromancers.

Originally, he planned to act alone, but considering that the Necromancers with the army had been idle and lacking opportunities to engage, he decided to bring them along.

The reason was ready-made: find a chance to destroy the enemy’s food supplies stored in Declaras Province.

Completing this plan would surely devastate the enemy forces on the spot.

Once the food supplies here were destroyed, combining all enemy strongholds within hundreds of miles would not produce enough food to sustain their large army.

In fact, Hudson had also considered leading a surprise attack here, but ultimately had to abandon the plan due to the restrictive terrain, which was not conducive to cavalry operations.

The enemy had stationed heavy forces here, and without a large army, Maxim, as a single dragon, could at best burn part of the supplies.

“Don’t worry, Hudson.

This little task, we old bones can definitely handle well.

Really though, having mastered the Forbidden Undead Canopy for so many years, we’ve never had the chance to use it.

Today we must indulge ourselves at least once.

We can’t shame the Necromancers, right?”

The elder finished speaking, and the other Necromancers agreed.

As an officially trained Necromancer, their actions were greatly constrained compared to the freelance Necromancers.

Those who learned Undead Magic all possessed a restless heart.

To avoid becoming the target of everyone’s hostility, they had to forcefully suppress any thought of causing trouble.

The last Orc invasion was supposed to be an opportunity for them to show their skills, but unfortunately, the “Elder’s Group” stole the spotlight.

“Don’t worry, you can do whatever you want here.

No matter what monsters you release, it won’t be our problem, just make sure it doesn’t backfire on yourself.

Alright, you guys start, I have work to do too!”

Hudson said expressionlessly.

Deep inside, he was overjoyed.

Having these guys to take the blame lessened the chances of him being exposed.

Although his magic level wasn’t as high as theirs, he had plenty of Magic Power!

Since it was all about destruction, as long as he could summon Undead creatures, everything else was none of Hudson’s concern.

As long as he didn’t control the Undead creatures in battle, he wouldn’t consume much spiritual power.

He might even summon more Undead creatures than a Sanctuary Necromancer.

Of course, this was only in terms of quantity, in terms of quality, the two sides were incomparable.

The Sanctuary Necromancer could summon a high-level Undead creature that would overpower the mindless low-level Undead army with sheer presence.

Under the cover of night, dark clouds slowly gathered in the sky, the immense magic fluctuations quickly caught the attention of the enemy’s Magicians.

About to start interfering, a continuous emergence of Undead creatures began in the camp—Skeletons, Nightmares, Death Knights, Headless Knights…

From low-level Undead to mid-level, Hudson wasn’t picky, he summoned whatever Undead creatures he connected with.

Driven by their innate craving for flesh, even without Hudson’s command, the Undead creatures launched an attack on nearby soldiers.

More precisely said, the battle was provoked by the defending soldiers.

Every race in the Continent shared the same stance towards Undead creatures—that is—slaughter.

Seeing Undead appear in the camp, everyone naturally didn’t hold back.

The bloody scent from casualties among the soldiers directly stimulated the crowd of Undead creatures, escalating the battle to a climax.

Slaughter, nothing but slaughter.

A crowd of instinctively fighting Undead creatures caused an uproar within the camp.

The battle quickly attracted the attention of enemy Magicians, thinking they had found their target, they immediately attacked the source of the magic fluctuations.

Well-prepared, Hudson naturally wouldn’t stay at the original location to take hits, he had already switched locations with Maxim, continuing the mass summoning.

After changing locations five times, the dark canopy also came over the camp, instantly covering a quarter of the camp.

“Damn, this is the Forbidden Undead Canopy, we’ve been tricked!”

By the time this was realized, it was already too late.

Countless Undead creatures surged under the canopy, launching fierce attacks on nearby defensive soldiers.

What was worse, once soldiers died in battle, they were either devoured by nearby Undead for flesh or transformed into new Undead creatures.

Without any hesitation, a crowd of strongmen among the defenders launched an attack on the Undead Canopy.

Everyone was very aware, unless this thing was broken, Undead creatures would keep emerging endlessly.

Seeing the timing was right, one man, one dragon, and one bear split into two paths, Belsden was responsible for sneaking into tents to rob, while Hudson and Maxim continued to create chaos.

In order to make the enemy believe that they were targeting their supplies, Hudson even purposely burned a row of supply depots.

Seeing Hudson tirelessly summoning Undead, Maxim asked with a trembling voice, “Hudson, is your magic power endless?”

The magic power of a Sixth-level Grand Magician was even more abundant than that of a Sanctuary Dragon, Maxim felt like the world had gone mad.