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As the army marched, Loren also began using telepathy to send all the residents back to their homes.

After all, even if he led the undead army to fight on the front line with all his might, there would inevitably be some oversights.

Previously, the population of the territory was relatively small, but now, with the influx of outsiders and the birth of new people, the population of the entire territory has reached four thousand.

Furthermore, thanks to the commercial street, residents now enjoy strolling around the street when they have free time.

If some demons rushed over at this moment and started a massacre, Loren would be heartbroken.

Soon, Lauren's message caused panic among the city's residents, who, upon returning home, began discussing it with their families or neighbors through their windows.

Do you think this lord will be able to successfully defend the city?

Some people who were unaware of the situation started asking questions.

"I think it's unlikely. After all, we only dealt with a rebel army before, which is nothing compared to this demonic tide. You know, the demonic tide is..."

Some people who had witnessed the Demon Tide began to share their experiences.

"If that's the case, then this city is doomed. But I finally got a stable life and met such a good lord."

"My lord has created so many miracles, perhaps this time will be the same."

Some of Loren's faithful followers still held onto hope, but most of the residents were pessimistic. However, because they were attached to the wonderful life here, they did not leave immediately, while some quick-acting ones had already started packing their things to leave the city.

Lauren didn't care about these people.

After all, the outskirts of the city are an ancient battlefield, with all sorts of ghosts and undead running around. If these people blindly flee without proper weapons, there will only be one outcome: they will be killed by those things and become their own undead.

And since he was short of manpower, he wanted to see these traitors become undead and continue working for his territory.

Ten minutes later.

Seven hundred heavily armored undead successfully gathered at the city's border.

After assembling his heavily armored undead army, which he had built at great expense, Loren also brought the one-eyed dragon to the edge of the battlefield.

The surrounding land was a deep crimson, with mounds of earth and tombstones haphazardly stuck in the ground.

If you look closely, you can find some corners where scavengers have left behind magical artifacts. Yes, that's right, magical artifacts, or magic weapons, a very Eastern name.

In short, this place clearly witnessed a brutal war.

The group of undead, exuding an aura that kept the living at bay, stood in the center of the open space.

After briefly surveying the terrain, Loren began preparations for war.

He raised one hand, and a surge of powerful magic erupted from it, coalescing into several structures that resembled watchtowers on the ground not far away.

Unlike the watchtower, this tower was made entirely of bones, with green flames burning at its top.

In short, the tower gave off a very eerie feeling, which made the one-eyed man standing next to it feel scared.

This was the first time in so many days, or rather, in such a long time, that he had discovered the hidden side of this lord.

This truly terrified him.

After all, what's truly frightening isn't a killer wielding a knife, but discovering that the killer who wants to kill you is actually the neighbor who's been kind to you for years.

Upon realizing this, the one-eyed man turned pale.

He was not a novice; on the contrary, he had spent a considerable amount of time in the extraordinary world, so he had heard about some forbidden things from various places.

For example, some strange black magic or the like.

Generally speaking, when a normal superhuman encounters such a person, they either fight them directly or run to a safe place and report to the Holy See, where their enforcement team will then come and eliminate them.

However, some unscrupulous people also choose to join in order to quickly improve their strength.

So, should I join or not?

Upon seeing Lawrence cast dark magic, the one-eyed man immediately hesitated.

Although learning black magic won't cause any immediate problems, if the price for rapidly increasing his strength is only some insignificant people, then he would most likely choose to learn it.

But the key issue is that the minds and souls of those who learn black magic are also corrupted, eventually turning them into something neither human nor ghost.

Therefore, the one-eyed man was very resistant to learning dark magic. Putting aside everything else, if he learned dark magic and became neither human nor ghost, his son would definitely kill him if he found out.

So, the one-eyed man, with a clear mind, immediately closed his eyes and covered them tightly with his hand.

Lauren, who was standing nearby, naturally noticed the abnormality of his subordinate immediately.

Why are you closing your eyes?

As Loren spoke, he prepared to reach out and take the other man's hand away. After all, he was the commander of this battle, and how could a commander not properly observe the terrain before the battle?

"Don't take it! Don't take it! Please don't take it!"

Unexpectedly, the one-eyed man suddenly became agitated, covered his eyes, and backed away.

"I know the rules. I can't survive if I see you casting a spell. Let me go back, and I'll infiltrate Leo City. I'll give you all the empire I've conquered!"

"One-eyed dragon, open your eyes and watch me cast a spell."

Lauren completely ignored the one-eyed man's pleas for mercy.

As a commander of a campaign, one must naturally understand all kinds of intelligence on the battlefield. What kind of problem is it to be so scared that you dare not open your eyes when you see the battlefield?

"No, no, no."

"Take a look."

No, no.

"Just one look."

As he spoke, Loren lost his patience and violently tore through the opponent's defenses, forcing them to see the layout of the battlefield.

However, that one glance only made the one-eyed man feel even more desperate.

What they saw standing in the open space were not the army of some lord, but rather a bunch of moving skeletons.

In the open space surrounding the skull, towers made of bones were built.

This horrifying scene, along with the tombstones scattered across the battlefield, created a perfect synergy.

What exactly is this?

The one-eyed man was now completely gripped by fear.

"Since you've signed a slave contract with me, I won't hide it from you anymore. My true profession is actually the Scourge."

Loren had no intention of hiding his slave from others. After all, slave contracts were the most domineering contracts in the world. If he didn't want the other party to reveal this secret to others, then the other party had no chance of revealing it.

There is no way to break the contract, since it is made under the witness of the entire world. If you want to rebel, you would have to have power that transcends the world, that is, become a god of this world.

However, there's no need to worry about that. After all, no matter what, I can't possibly become a god later than the natives of this other world. If that's the case, I might as well just kill myself.

Undead Scourge!

At that moment, the one-eyed man's mind was immediately occupied by this one word.

There's no way around it; this word is simply too terrifying for the creatures of this continent.

After all, the last undead scourge leveled half the continent. Now that another undead scourge has appeared, wouldn't that be like tearing the sky apart?

However, the one-eyed man soon began to think.

The other party spent so much time talking to me, so they definitely didn't want to turn me into an undead. They value my abilities and hope to get my help.

So, should I help this lord?

After only a moment's hesitation, the one-eyed man immediately chose to affirm.

After all, the power of the Undead Scourge is undeniable. If the opponent manages to develop safely, wouldn't I be able to gain some credit for following in their footsteps?

As for those ordinary people who might be turned into undead, what does that have to do with him? He just wants his son to have a better life.

Thinking of this, the one-eyed man's gaze began to burn with fervor.

He has already decided on his next goal.

That is to become the lord's most loyal dog.