"Marcus, what did the leader tell you?" A prestigious senior mercenary shouted to Marcus who was holding Stilwell and crying... Seeing him still crying, he kicked Marcus irritably and shouted: "Now is not the time to cry, a necromancer is nearby. We not only want to avenge the leader, but also for our lives, but also find the damn necromancer.

I have long felt that it was strange that I had not encountered the undead along the way. Did the commander discover something?"

Marcus climbed up from the ground, lifted his hood to reveal his appearance. His face was very pale and he had always been sick... If it weren't for the fact that Captain Stilwell had pity for him and that he was a bad mage, the mercenaries would have driven the burden of the bounty out of the mercenary group long ago.

In the mercenary industry, low-level magicians are not as good as those of an excellent gunman.

Marcus also acted as usual, timid and extremely timid, without any anger after being kicked. He said in a very sad voice: "The leader told me that he could not meet the dead in the Death Desert. This is a strange thing he had never encountered before. Just after he had patrolled the camp, there were more dead wandering around us than in the previous night, but they deliberately avoided the direction of the camp.

There seems to be some power to prevent them from approaching here.

Controlling the undead... Only the necromancer can do it. And this necromancer is in this camp, even among us...

The leader already had people with doubts and asked me to find evidence that she was the necromancer when this person released the undead magic."

When Marcus talked about his "talking" with Stilwell, he used the "her" who specifically pointed to women. In an instant... more than twenty rifles were aimed at Jessica, the only female in the expedition team, and the bullet was loaded, aiming at them in one go, showing the excellent combat qualities of the mercenaries.

The situation changed so quickly that Jessica, who listened carefully to Marcus's story, did not react at all. She had to slowly raise her hands, let go of the magic wand on the beach, and argue for herself: "I swear, I did not kill Captain Stilwell... When Captain Stilwell was attacked, Sir Charles and I was with him, and he could prove my innocence."

Several guns turned to Sir Charles, and Sir had to raise his hand. He said, "I can prove Jessica's innocence. She is definitely not a necromancer, nor did she kill Captain Stilwell."

But the mercenaries held their guns very steadily.

The mercenaries who had just kicked Marcus had a high prestige in the mercenary group. After Stilwell died, he took over the command of the mercenaries. He held guns in both hands, aimed one at Jessica and the other at Sir Charles.

"Jazz... Because of your relationship with this suspect, your testimony is not recognized by us. We are all mercenaries who make money with their lives in the Death Desert, and no one knows this better here than we do.

The team has never encountered undead. It may be because of our good luck, but the chance of having a necromancer in the team is definitely higher.

I met Captain Stilwell and Miss Jessica during the day and had an unhappy conversation, and then he was killed by the undead magic at night.

Miss Jessica is a magician again...

We have reason to believe... She has practiced the undead magic that has been despised by the world..."

Sir Charles defended: "There is more than Jessica in this team, I am also a magician, and there is one in your team."

"Hahaha..." the mercenary laughed and said, "Yes, we also have a magician, Marcus... His only function in the team is to use his pitiful magic to illuminate the pit for me when I go out to shit at night."

The mercenary head's words caused laughter from the mercenaries. However, when they thought of the new death of the regiment commander, there was another necromancer in front of them, they immediately focused on Jessica and Sir Charles.

Fortunately... before more people were killed by the necromancer, they found the murderer... Now with just one order, they immediately pulled the trigger...

Marcus, who was peeping at the secret medicine, was anxious to get the kettle on Jessica's waist. He jumped out and defended himself with excitement: "The leader took me in and took care of me... I will not kill him, nor did I have the strength to kill him. You both are hateful necromancers... You came to the Death Desert to be an adventure to find any ancient ruins. You tricked us here to kill us and do a terrible undead magic experiment.

This must be the case!

Everyone shoot quickly and kill them...Don't let them delay time, otherwise they will summon the dead to surround us.

Surrounded..."

Marcus's words came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Everyone stood still, without saying a word... only their eyes turned in panic, and large beads of sweat rolled down from their foreheads.

The moonlit night is quiet, the wind blows across the hills, and the burning bonfire is "crackling" with sparks.

Jessica's body also became stiff. She did not get any magic, but like all the mercenaries, she did not dare to do any movement because... at some point, there were no dead people around them.

Stilwell's death led everyone here. When the mercenaries focused all their attention on Jessica, the "necromancer", the undead had surrounded them.

The skeletons and rotten zombies approached quietly in a strange and strange manner. They walked to the camp with the fog that became thicker and the cover of the night from time to time, and then stood blankly. They were motionless like sculptures, and the ranks extended to the mist of the night. No one knew how many undeads were here. Their brains had long been blank, for fear that the undead would be siege them if a sound would stimulate them.

Fortunately, these undead were just standing there, standing on the edge of the camp, neither moving forward nor retreating.

The picture is unusually weird.

"Miss Jessica..." The mercenary head kept aiming at both guns, and he lowered his voice and said, "It's better to do this... If you let us go, we will let you go too. We will keep the secret for you... How about it!"

Jessica also whispered: "You idiot, do you still think I am a necromancer? Is my ability to summon so many undeads? Will you still point a gun at my head now?

Put the gun down quickly... No, no, continue to aim at me. If the undead wants to kill me, please hit it right."

The Mercenary Head didn't know if his gun should continue to be aimed at Jessica.

At this time, a terrifying roar sounded in the sky, and then a giant black shadow fell heavily on the sand. The earth shook, and the skeletons and rotten corpses were smashed down. Another roar, the black shadow stood up, spreading its wings, showing its extraordinary figure, and stepped on the humble undead under its feet, walked towards the expedition team that was fighting in the middle with its strong limbs.

The expedition members finally saw clearly what this terrifying creature was.

A giant dragon.
Chapter completed!