The Undead Creatures that broke out of the ground surrounded all the soldiers in an instant. They were originally hidden underground, and as soon as they crawled out, they immediately split up the Wild Lion Legion's formation and launched a fierce attack.
If it were any other ordinary army, perhaps they would have panicked in the face of such a surprise attack. However, the Wild Lion Legion was indeed one of the most elite combat legions in the Ten Towns. In the face of the Undead Creatures' sneak attack, they only panicked for a moment before quickly calming down and resisting the enemy's attack.
After all, undead creatures were just some undead creatures. Not to mention, the ones who ambushed them were the undead creatures of the civilian district. Other than relying on the human wave tactic like the low-level zombies in Resident Evil, they didn't have much of a deterrent force.
In a city besieged by zombies, an iron pipe could be used to fight their way out, let alone these well-trained soldiers with sharp swords.
Swish!
Kafka thrust his sword forward and a sharp blade aura tore the Undead Creatures in front of him into two. Then, he frowned and looked in the direction of the noble district, where the green beam of light from the distress beacon remained unchanged. However, Kafka wasn't so sure if they really needed help.
At a glance, there were thousands of Undead Creatures surrounding them. Kafka knew very well how many residents there were in Golden City. Based on the current situation, it was very likely that the entire city had been captured by the Undead Creatures. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to find so many corpses to transform into Undead Creatures.
In that case, is it possible for the noble district to be spared?
Kafka knitted his brows. To be able to transform so many Undead Creatures, there must be a rather powerful Necromancer behind the scenes.
Although Kafka had stepped into the Legendary Stage, he wasn't willing to be entangled with the Undead Creatures.
After all, the opposition between life and death couldn't be eliminated. Based on the current situation, the other party's strength wasn't much weaker than his.
Under such circumstances, it was hard to say if Kafka, who was a living human, would win or lose in a battle against a Legendary Stage Undead Creature.
Moreover, he was well aware that there were three Legendary powerhouses in Golden City. Now that the other party had transformed so many Undead Creatures, why didn't they react at all?
Or were they also defeated?
If that's the case, then this is a trap!
The more Kafka thought about it, the more he wanted to retreat. In his opinion, the transformation of so many undead creatures was not something that could be completed in a day or two.
This meant that Golden City was likely to have fallen long ago. In this case, the distress signal could also be a trap, a bait released specifically to lure them into it!
As a soldier, Kafka naturally thought of the same problem as Korvos. Since the other party had attacked Golden City, it was impossible for them not to attack the noble district.
Unexpectedly, Jenn did the exact opposite. Not only did he not attack the noble district, he even cut off all communication between the districts in the shortest time possible.
This was inconceivable to them. Of course, if Zayen did not have the all-weather radar detection skill of the Eye of Evil, he would not have been able to do this.
It was just that the mana consumption was a little too high.
However, Kafka didn't know that his enemy had such a skill, so he subconsciously deduced it based on common sense. The only conclusion he could come up with was that the noble district must have been completely annihilated.
Otherwise, how could the three Legendary powerhouses be so indifferent?
In this case, wouldn't he be courting death if he went up?
"Reorganize the formation, retreat!"
With this thought in mind, Kafka no longer hesitated and immediately gave the order.
He gathered the remaining soldiers and began to retreat in the direction of the city gate.
Although the enemy had re-sealed the area, it was not a problem for Kafka.
As a Legendary powerhouse, as long as he unleashed his full strength, not to mention a city gate, even a section of the city wall would not be a big problem for him.
But after all, it was easier to enter the city gate, wasn't it?
Although Kafka was vigilant, he did not put these undead creatures in his eyes. After all, these undead creatures that were transformed from civilians were too weak to pose any threat to the Wild Lion Legion.
Besides, it was already dawn, the rain had stopped, and the radiance of the sun had appeared in the distance on the horizon.
In this case, the undead creatures were not much of a threat at all. As long as the sun rose, these undead creatures would immediately turn into ashes, not even leaving a residue behind.
But even so, Kafka still maintained a cautious attitude and retreated with his men.
Since the enemies had surrounded them, it meant that they were definitely going to devour them.
Although the undead creatures themselves weren't that strong, Kafka wasn't a fool. He could tell that most of the undead creatures were transformed from the civilians of Golden City.
However, it was obvious that Golden City didn't fall because of the massacre of the civilians. The mysterious undead creatures definitely had a powerful army under them. Now that the army had yet to appear, Kafka couldn't let his guard down.
Soon, the sun rose from the distant horizon and the warm sunlight once again shone on the land.
Kafka heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the light cutting through the shadows.
No matter what, this was the surface of the earth, after all. Under the sunlight, these undead creatures couldn't be too presumptuous.
He watched the sunlight pass through the city wall and shine on the undead creatures, almost imagining the scene of them being engulfed in flames and turning into ashes.
But at the next moment, Kafka was stunned.
The bright sunlight sprinkled from the sky and shone on the undead creatures. However, the scene that Kafka imagined didn't happen.
On the contrary, they pounced forward fearlessly and didn't care about the sunlight at all.
The bright, warm sunlight didn't have any reaction to the undead creatures at all as though there were no problems with them at all.
What the heck!
Looking at this scene, Kafka was so scared that he almost threw away the sword in his hand. Undead creatures that weren't afraid of sunlight? He thought that he was dreaming!
It wasn't surprising that Kafka was so terrified. He wasn't afraid of the undead creatures themselves, but the meaning behind them.
To the people on the surface, undead creatures were one of the most common enemies.
However, even though these undead creatures were powerful, they weren't invincible. Besides, even the powerful Vampire Marquis didn't dare to go out during the day.
This was also the reason why humans dared to fight the undead creatures.
After all, they still had the radiance of the sun.
But if the radiance of the sun couldn't deal any damage to the undead creatures, it was imaginable that humans would face an unprecedented catastrophe.
Kafka felt a chill run down his spine and his limbs stiffened at this thought. At this moment, he just wanted to turn around and return to Ten-Towns to report everything he saw to his superior. He could imagine that this news wouldn't only spread throughout the entire Western Wilderness, but also to every corner of the Klein Continent. The undead creatures that weren't afraid of sunlight were equivalent to having their last shackle removed. Facing such an enemy, only God knew if humans still had the ability to resist.
Kafka hesitated no more. It didn't matter if the enemy had other traps or not. All he could do now was to leave this place immediately!
"Everyone, advance at full speed to the city gate!"
Everything went smoothly.
Jenn nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the red dots that represented the enemies on the interface.
The enemy's commander wasn't a fool, which was wonderful for Jenn.
In fact, Jenn preferred to deal with smart people instead of fools.
Because smart people would always think more about things, which was the best way for the Demons to take advantage of.
History had proven that many Archmages who had signed contracts with the Demons eventually died an unnatural death. These Archmages weren't dumb, or else they wouldn't have been able to gain the loyalty of the Demons.
But because they were too smart, they were bewildered by the Demons' schemes. When they made a self-righteous conclusion, in fact, they had one foot in the Demons' trap.
Of course, Jenn knew what the commander was thinking. This was an illusion that he had painstakingly created. As a matter of fact, the truth was actually very simple. It came from Enoya's ability.
[Army of the Dead: Ability to summon the dead.]
On the surface, this system description didn't seem to be wrong, but Jenn soon realized that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
Because the description of the skill was "Summon the Dead" and not "Create the Dead."
Many people didn't know that most of the undead creatures were 'created'. In fact, if one traced back to the source, all the undead creatures were created.
The Blood Queen used her blood as the source to create six Blood Countesses, which became the origin of all the vampires in this world.
The Netherworld Princess placed a curse on those who betrayed her so that they wouldn't be able to obtain eternal rest. This was the beginning of the undead.
Their corpses and souls couldn't return to the earth after death, and they would forever be tortured in endless pain and torture.
To put it bluntly, the original undead were just a group of prisoners walking on the earth, and their bodies were their cages.
Later on, in order to seek immortality, the living beings began to study the undead, and from there, they developed spells to create the undead. To put it bluntly, these methods were actually just a second application of the curse that the Princess of the Netherworld had cast — — It was more like a knockoff.
But in the end, be it the curse or the creation of spells, they all needed the support of energy.
Back then, the Netherworld Princess obviously didn't cast the curse on the people who defied her in an attempt to obtain eternal life. That was why the ice-cold negative energy filled the undead's body, allowing them to enjoy eternal life while enduring extreme pain.
It was also because of this that the undead didn't feel anything, didn't know hot or cold, and didn't have any emotions.
This was the main reason why sunlight was harmful to the undead. Negative energy and positive energy were always opposite, be it holy light or sunlight.
However, Enoya's special skill was different. She didn't create the undead, but simply woke them up from their slumber.
There was a classic and artistic saying that people used to describe death: "He fell into eternal sleep."
But in fact, this saying was closer to the essence of death. Death was the slumber of the soul.
After a person died, their spirit and soul would be separated. The 'spirit' contained a person's thoughts, emotions, and cognition.
Therefore, among the spellcasters, the ghosts of the dead were called 'spiritual bodies.'
The soul was the power of the soul itself, the source that a living being used to drive the body when it was alive.
If humans were to be treated as robots, then the 'spirit' would be the core that recorded data, and the 'soul' would be the energy that drove the body, similar to a nuclear battery.
After a living being died, the 'spirit' part would be taken to its own realm. Whether it went to heaven or hell depended on this.
The 'soul' part would remain in the body and fall into eternal sleep.
This was to be expected. Without the core, what was the point of plugging in the power source?
The Netherworld Princess' curse imprisoned the 'spirit' in the body, and then replaced the 'soul' with negative energy to drive the body to continue moving. This was no secret among the Demons.
Most of the subsequent undead spells followed a similar method, but Enoya's method was different. She didn't imprison the enemy's' spirit, 'but directly woke up the' soul 'that had lost its' spirit. '
Therefore, it wasn't any negative energy that drove the undead, but the power that the body originally possessed.
Because of this, the sun didn't have any effect on the undead. If the life that was driven by the 'soul' could be burned by the sun, then humans and elves would have long moved underground.
In other words, the 'undead' in General Kafka's eyes were actually 'living people' in the eyes of the sun. Not to mention the sun, even the holy light would be blinded.
Of course, if the power was strong enough, it was still possible to destroy them.
However, it was probably impossible to use the holy light to sweep a large area like before …
Of course, directly driving the 'soul' wasn't without its weaknesses. The 'soul' was only power and instinct, it didn't have the ability to think.
To put it bluntly, it wasn't a problem to create low-level undead that could be used for human wave tactics, but it was impossible to create high-level undead like the Lich.
Fortunately, Jenn didn't intend to be the overlord of the undead creatures, so he left the matter of playing games with the skeletons to his elder brother. He couldn't be bothered to get involved in such trivial matters.
Besides, although Enoya's skills didn't consume too much power, there was a range limit. If he didn't send the Goblins to spend two hours stomping on the ground to trample the entire city, perhaps he wouldn't be able to summon so many undead armies to support the scene.
There are still too few Goblins. It seems that after this battle, I must throw her into confinement in the library.
At this thought, Jenn collected his thoughts, looked at the young lady beside him, and nodded.
"Do it, Enoya."