I draw a card first

Chapter 459 Undead Expeditionary Army

A dull room…

The obsidian altar…

The wind of death whizzed by, and a mysterious man in a black robe knelt silently on the ground, bowing his head and praying to the great master...

"My lord, the great god of the dead and destruction, the supreme lord of the underworld, Quel'dalas, your servant begs you to listen..."

The obscure and low voice echoed continuously in the empty space, and the soul words of the undead turned into substantial ripples. They were... whispers from the deepest part of the netherworld...

Suddenly, a deep black purple appeared on the dark altar, and then the light rose, turning into a mass of cold purple flames standing in the air.

As the purple flame took shape, the noble and vast voice of the god came from the flame.

"Can you say that again?"

The flame suddenly swelled and turned into an illusory figure. The god of the undead, who came to consciousness, lowered his head and looked at the legendary necromancer who was in charge of the trade work of the chamber of commerce in front of him. His words contained uncontrollable anger.

"The fleet of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce was actually robbed?!"

At this time, Aiwen, who was playing games with his daughter, couldn't believe it. He had just transferred a group of powerful death knights to the Eternal Chamber of Commerce, and when he turned around, the fleet was bullied.

Fortunately, because the materials used were luxurious enough, two of the three astral spaceships were only slightly damaged. Although the remaining one was seriously damaged and basically declared scrapped, it still persisted in getting rid of the enemy and returned successfully. The netherworld.

Therefore, there was not much damage to the personnel. As for the loss of most of the goods, it was not worth mentioning to Alvin. It was nothing more than some rations purchased to feed the devouring snakes.

That product is so edible, it doesn't matter if you are hungry for a few days.

Although the loss was not serious, the nature of the matter itself was extremely bad, and it meant that the Eternal Chamber of Commerce was most likely being targeted by a certain force.

You know, in the astral world where time and space are chaotic, it is not easy to deliberately find a fleet. Although there are some concepts similar to routes, they are not absolute, so there is basically no such thing as waiting for a rabbit to be robbed.

Either they met by accident and decided to make a fortune temporarily, or they were intentional from the beginning.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that the latter is more likely.

"Any suspects?"

A glimmer of blue soul light flashed through the empty eye sockets under the Lich's hood, and then he said slowly:
"My lord, yes!"

"Then... let's do it! The majesty of the gods cannot be blasphemed!"

Following the order, the Netherworld was like a behemoth suddenly awakening. Thirteen of the finest plane warships, hundreds of starships that had been specially enchanted to fly in the star realm, and an elite army of [-] intermediate-level undead. , sailing majestically into the vast star realm.

Target - Ryan Winter plane!
A certain god of wealth in this plane, a chamber of commerce called Endless Gold Coins under his command, is the target of suspicion.

In addition to the style of the opponent's astral spaceship, the main reason is that the Eternal Chamber of Commerce, which belongs to Mengxin, only overlaps with this one in the acquisition of low-end minerals and daily commodity wholesale, and has had a positive conflict.

For Ivan, attacking the Chamber of Commerce's base, blocking the opponent's fleet, etc., is simply a child's play, it doesn't hurt, what's the point?
If you want to fight, just block your hometown, and if you don't give him a satisfactory explanation, then from now on, even a single plane battleship in the entire plane will not even think about going out!

And if the other party thinks that they can guarantee safety by hiding in their hometown all the time, then Aiwen doesn't mind going on an expedition to let the whole plane experience what it means to be safe.

——The natural disaster of the undead!
As for calling it wrong?

That's what you deserve. Who asked you to conflict with the Eternal Chamber of Commerce?

Before there is a new target, no matter whether he is right or not, he will hit you if he wants to hit you, and hold back if he refuses to accept it!

"However, the problem of the Chamber of Commerce really needs to be solved..."

After stuffing a piece of [Delicious Apple Pie] that I can't remember when I smoked it into the mouth of Little Xinghun, Bao Daddy hurriedly rescued the poor [Annie's Spare Bear].

In other words, never underestimate the destructive power of four or five-year-old bears. The teddy bear that was originally intended to amuse my daughter almost lost its life and was torn into a dead bear by the little star soul.

While appeasing the unlucky guy who was constantly frightened and fluctuating, Aiwen touched his chin and decided to randomly choose a death god to sacrifice the flag, so as to pretend to be the god of death, so that the undead can be transferred to the chamber of commerce on a large scale.

After using [Sakura Card—Gan] to turn a bunch of things into sweets to stabilize the baby girl, Aiwen went to the prison of the gods to earn a round, and finally picked out the ugliest-looking death god.

This product should come from a certain fringe race, the god of eternal sleep of the swamp lizardmen.

Then, he cruelly extracted the divine essence in the form of a saint from this ferocious lizard, and forged it into a black sickle emblem.

This thing basically has no real effect. To put it bluntly, it is about equal to a seal.

Through it, it is possible to imitate the reverse influence of normal gods on believers, and endow all members of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce with a unique attribute of death gods, so that outsiders can easily see what type of gods these members belong to. .

After getting rid of these surface issues, Ivan then began to frantically increase the size of the interstellar fleet. In the spirit that idle undead would be a waste, he directly mobilized a full 1000 million undead to work as coolies and participate in the manufacturing.

Although limited by the raw materials from the two chaotic behemoths, the final number of new starships is expected to be between 21 and 23.

But if adding the interstellar spacecraft that can be rebuilt with leftover scraps, then within the known range of astral realms, the total amount of astral fleets in the Nether Realm is definitely in the forefront, not to mention moving sideways.

While the Netherworld was frantically building plane warships, the departing fleet, after seven days of sailing, borrowed some of the latest discovered and updated space distortion points on the Polka standard version of the star map, which are relatively fixed space distortion points, which are the so-called fuzzy concepts. route, and finally successfully arrived at the plane of Ryan Winter.

Seen from the astral world, this is an azure blue plane like a pizza with a few bites.

The projection of the divine kingdom of the local gods reflected the star-like long river on the plane barrier, coupled with the vast blue sea area of ​​the ground world, it was simply too beautiful to behold.

If there is a girl here again, she will probably be intoxicated by drinking this scene...

It's a pity that the fleet is full of a group of undead with no feelings, blinding this spectacular scenery for nothing.

After arriving at the encounter location, according to the predetermined plan, the fleet began to be automatically divided into four small phalanxes to monitor the movement of the entire plane, and at the same time destroy all aircraft that appeared within the observation range.

What the undead lack most is patience.

Therefore, the completely dead fleet waited like this for three full days, and then they finally arrived at their first target.

An astral spaceship that has obviously just undergone simple emergency repairs, even the color of the shell is obviously different.

Hmm... It seems that it was one of the spaceships that attacked the chamber of commerce before?
The eyes of the Orc King, who personally directed his subordinates to blast out the gap with ship-borne magic energy, suddenly lit up.

Now I can finally confirm that it was these bastards who did it!
Without saying anything, beat him up!

(End of this chapter)