Chapter Forty-Three Dolores

  This was the third day Chen Le and his friends had come to the Desolate Forest.

  Ghouls back and forth shuttling in the gap of this forest, they go to clean up all the objects with life around without eating or drinking.

  The entrance to the Netherworld has stabilized, Chen Le smiled as he looked at this seam, he had just asked Zha Zha Ben that this seam would explode in at most a month, and if this explosion of the Netherworld disaster worked well, then these vengeful spirits might all join the Undead Legion.

  Chen Le is now looking for a location to establish the Undead Clan's base. According to the reports of the Corpse Eaters, there is a cave not far from here that leads underground, and Chen Le thinks this is the best place to set up their base.

  They arrived at the entrance of the cave.

  The cave was overgrown with ivy, and it was clear that no living creature had been here for a long time. Chen Le led a ghoul inside, wanting to know what the situation was like in the cave now.

  "Master, the Creation God has issued a main quest!" Zha Zha hastily called out to Chen Le.

  Chen Le broke off his spiritual connection with the ghouls and then asked: "What main line?"

  (Meanwhile, in some unknown place, the Creation God glared at the black shadow in front of him with anger and roared: "You're cheating again!" The black shadow transmitted a harsh laugh: "A soldier never tires of deceit! Now continue to give that child tasks." The Creation God kicked over the chessboard like a shrew and said: "Then let's start!")

  "This is a series of tasks. The first step is to establish an Undead base. If you complete this step, you will gain the right to summon Death Knights and get one chance to spin the big wheel."

  Chen Le said in confusion: "Death Knight? What is this? I remember there's no such troop type in World of Warcraft."

  "This is the pantheon system after all, who knows what's going on. However, I think that if we follow your impression of the undead army in Warcraft, I feel that it lacks a large-scale combat force, and the Death Knight would make up for the lack of positive mobility."

  "Alright, I also think that the Corpse Eater is not suitable for head-on combat, after all it's still a semi-support unit."

  "Ah!" A low voice came from the cave, Chen Le felt that things had become serious, he said to Fei Zu: "Fei Zu, summon a skeleton of a hundred men's team to go in and take a look."

  Fayi nodded and muttered an incantation. Skulls emerged one by one from the ground, Chen Le felt a chill run down his spine. Fayi pointed to the cave, and the skulls walked in straight away. Chen Le looked at these skulls and felt they were different from last time, he asked: "Fayi, these skulls feel different from last time, what's going on?"

  "Master, my strength has recovered to six layers, so the skull summoning technique has also been strengthened a bit. In fact, it hasn't been strengthened much, it's just that some of these skulls have appeared with skull archers."

  Chen Le smiled and said: "Then what if you return to your peak and use the Skull Summoning Technique again?"

  Faye seemed to be reminiscing, and he let out a sigh as he said, "If I were in my prime, I could summon an army of a thousand skeletal warriors within three seconds, and guarantee that at least 50 of them would be skeletal mages."

  "Skull sorcerer?" Chen Le rubbed his chin and began to recall.

  "I think we should put the plan to restore your strength on the agenda." Chen Le felt that he had to let his undead servant recover some of his strength.

  "Thank you, master." Fei replied with a smile.

  "Rattat!" Various cracking sounds of bones echoed through the cave.

  Chen Le felt that things had become serious. When he received the intelligence at the time, it said that there were no living organisms here, but how could a powerful organism have entered in just one night?

  Chen Le's expression turned serious as he said, "Perhaps we should think of a way."

  Fei Zhi looked at this cave and suddenly felt a bit tricky too.

  Chen Le lowered his head and asked: "Zha Zha Ben, I need a team of Royal Guards."

  "No problem, how many do you want?"

  "Undead Clan of 50."

  "Got stock, where do you want to put it?"

  "Just put it in front of me."

  "Undead Royal Guard, Black Knight, Level 6, each consumption of 5000 energy. The characteristics of this unit are extremely flexible, with strong attacking power, but extremely fragile life force. Construction limit: 50100."

  A gray mist appeared near the cave, and Fei felt an extremely powerful death force appearing near him.

  "We're back!" A hoarse voice filled the air nearby.

  Fayi couldn't believe his eyes as he stared at the undead creatures in black armor surrounding him, all of them sixth-level! A uniform sixth-level.

  "Wang Shang, we're back." The undead creature in black armor knelt before Chen Le, its face obscured by a mask.

  Chen Le looked at these new summoned troops with satisfaction and said, "Let's go in together."

  The black warriors didn't say a word, they stood voluntarily beside Chen Le, surrounding him. Fei felt that his brain wasn't enough, he didn't dare to believe that his master could actually summon the black warriors that only saint-level necromancers could summon, and fifty of them at that. His mentor, a saint-level necromancer, could only summon ten.

  The black warriors escorted Chen Le's slow advance, vigilantly watching every move around them.

  "Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sound of footsteps echoed, Chen Le gazed at the direction where the sound came from in confusion. He knew that those skeletons were absolutely annihilated, so what was going on with these skeletons?

  The skulls launched an attack, but after all, they were only third-level skulls, and in the face of a sixth-level black warrior, they were really too fragile.

  The black warrior didn't even use a sword, and with one punch, the skull was shattered. Chen Le began to suspect that something was amiss at the entrance of the underworld. But he couldn't care about those things now; establishing a base would make it possible for him to further expand his own strength.

  "Bows and arrows!" A black warrior issued a warning, but the black warrior obviously overestimated the damage of these bows and arrows. Chen Le only heard the sound of "dang dang dang". The quality of the black warrior's armor was too good, and these bows and arrows couldn't even leave a white mark.

  Chen Le ordered: "Find out where those skulls are gathering, I don't believe the formation that can shoot so many arrows will be small."

  The black warrior suddenly divided into 45 people to go out and search.

  However, this was clearly unnecessary as the structure of the cave wasn't complex at all - a straight line. The Black Warrior hadn't walked for many steps before discovering a group of skulls in front of him, and behind the skull formation stood a person wearing a black robe. Chen Le smiled as he looked at the man in black, then began to estimate how many skulls were here.

  "Hello, powerful Undead Saint Devil King." The black-robed man said respectfully with a bow.

  Chen Le was amused, he himself had been recognized as a necromancer. At the same time, he also knew that the black-robed person in front of him was a necromancer.

  That black-robed undead mage seemed to have discovered Chen Le's smile, he was very angry, but couldn't erupt, not to mention his own strength being damaged, even at his peak, these 50 black warriors were more than he could handle. He smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, my name is Dolores, an eighth-level undead mage."

  Chen Le waved his hand at him and said: "Come over here."

  Dolores quietly walked past, knowing that his life was no longer his own, and he also cursed himself for choosing this cave to treat his wounds last night.

  Chen Le put his hand on Dolores' body and said: "Go out with me, I think he knows you."

  Dolores looked at the young man with a head full of white hair, who was looking at her with a kind face, but he felt that this made him even more terrifying. Moreover, he said that there were still people outside who knew him, and at that time, he was frightened, knowing himself except for his hundred-year-old mentor Fei Zhi, the rest were only people from the Heretic Inquisitors of the Church of Light.

  He suddenly felt that this world was a bit scary, and the undead saint demon guide had collaborated with the heresy trial of the Holy Light Church.

  But he had no way out, he knew that as long as he dared to make a move, he would be dead immediately.

  He walked ahead with a wry smile.

  Chen Le smiled and walked behind him.

  "Hey, Fei Zhi, do you know this guy? If not, see if you can make a soul contract with him. I think you're just missing a clever subordinate." Chen Le said to Fei Zhi outside.

  "Master Fizz!" Dolores felt that heaven had not abandoned him yet, he rushed out and said to the Fizz who had become somewhat human-like with a crying tone: "Master Fizz, do you still recognize me? I am your original disciple."

  Fitz gazed at the black-robed figure in confusion, and Dolores ripped off the hood to reveal golden hair, emerald eyes, pale skin with two scars on his face. Fitz's heart ached as he exclaimed: "Dolores! My poor disciple, what has happened to you since the Holy Court Defense War 100 years ago?!"

  Dolores cried out: "Master Fei, after you went missing that year, the Holy Court was immediately destroyed by those despicable heretic inquisitors of the Radiant Church."

  Fayi said in a puzzled tone, "It shouldn't be! I remember when I had a decisive battle with the Pope back then, my strength was greatly damaged, and he fell directly. Although I went to recover from my injuries afterwards, the people of the Holy See should not have broken through the Sanctuary!"

  Dolores cried out: "There's a traitor! The Guardian Seal of the Necropolis has been closed, but I don't know who did it."

  Fayi gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I know it now, it must be him! It must be Archbishop Longqier!"

  Dolores suddenly came to her senses.

  Chen Le was somewhat displeased at this time, and he said: "What is this 'Sacred Court' that you all keep talking about?"