- 147: 90? “SPY” Yog—3
- 147: 90? “SPY” Yog—3
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This exined why his physical outline changed dramatically.
Nnd Lee remained motionless, silently waiting for Yog toplete the summoning ritual.
He heard rustling footsteps, dense and disorderly,ing from the morgues upstairs.
The imperial soldiers and military officers who died due to failed rescue efforts got up from the cold floor, swayed through the door, and entered the corridor.
Following Yog’s instructions, they gathered at the entrance of the staircase on the first underground level.
A hoarseughter came from the direction of the staircase and entered Nnd Lee’s ears.
Theugh was full of joy, but also weak.
“I finally seeded… Indeed… Ordinary people can master death too… haha… cough cough… The voice in my head was real! Hahaha… As long as one is close enough to death, anyone can master this great power…”
Upon hearing this, Nnd Lee blinked.
The voice in his head?
Did Yog see some Death Herald Guild propaganda material and get mentally polluted by it?
There was new activity in the staircase.
The walking dead controlled by Yog entered the staircase, walking up the corridor.
Yog himself walked in front of the walking dead, leading his minions to the ground level, shouting excitedly:
“Go, go, my undead soldiers, destroy the undead of the Undead Cult! I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time! I want to prove with real actions that the mighty power of death can also be mastered by mankind! I want to save the Korabo Legion! I want to protect my imperial mother! I want to dedicate the power of death to the Emperor!”
Nnd Lee looked bewildered, obviously startled.
Wasn’t Yog a spy for the Death Herald Guild?
What is he, then?
An idiot?
Taking the walking dead to fight at this point, if he wasn’t shot to pieces by the legion soldiers as an enemy, that would mean he was lucky.
He even thought about reversing the situation with this small force; isn’t that just foolish…
Nnd Lee shook his head slightly, not quite understanding the thoughts of this imperial man.
Whether it was about saving the Legion or dedicating power to the Emperor, Nnd Lee did not sympathize at all.
As a traveler, he had no sense of belonging to the Tatis Empire whatsoever. Nnd Lee silently waited for the walking dead on the first underground level to leave.
When there was no movement upstairs, he squeezed through the poisonous fog, entered the staircase, and cautiously explored upward.
Nnd Lee’s current goal was only one thing, the life elixir stored in the Medical Department’s warehouse.
Once he got his hands on it, he would leave the Legion Fortress while collecting soul fragments.
As for how to go to the de Mountain Range after leaving the fortress, he would figure it outter.
The great gate of the first underground level staircase soon appeared in front of Nnd Lee.
After carefully thinking it over, he silently pushed open the sluice gate, walked along the bloodstained walkway, and arrived at Yog’s dormitory.
Piercing the gap in the door, sweeping over the messyyout in the dormitory, Nnd Lee locked onto the ritual array that summoned the walking dead.
It had a ck circr graffiti appearance, emitting a faint ck light, and sporadically spraying a puff of ck mist into the air.
And its power source were the dozen or so Death Element Stones embedded in the center of the array.
Nnd Lee sent a deconstruction technique to the ritual array, read the system message, and slowly nodded his head.
The summoning array used by Yog was a first-order undead array specifically designed to summon the walking dead.
Nnd Lee knew it too.
He extracted it from the “Death Spell UP Pool”.
As for how Yog learned this magic spell, Nnd Lee did not intend to delve into it.
Nnd Lee retracted his gaze, turned around and left, sighing in his heart:
“Yog, oh, Yog, don’t die too soon. At least wait until I leave the Legion Fortress, and help me distract more attention by falling afterward. I’ll bet it’s not the undead who kill you, but bullets from the Legion..”