Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

Brian was stunned, but he quickly asked: "Brother Kulev, what does this mean?"

"What does this mean? This means that there are serious problems here."

Kulev narrowed his eyes slightly, then quickly came to Karko and told him what he had just seen and the conclusions he had drawn.

At this moment, Karko and Kuirat couldn't help but frown.

"Dozens of people died three or four months ago?"

"There are only a few places in the Katz Plain that border the Empire. It's definitely not the king..."

Karl originally wanted to say that it was definitely not the kingdom, but when he thought about the kingdom's shitty management situation, he hesitated for a moment.

"It's not that the kingdom was attacked. The mayor of Erantel is a very capable man. He may not have known that his noble village was attacked a few days ago, but he will definitely tell the Adventurer's Association about it in a few months."

"So it shouldn't be that something went wrong in the kingdom."

"It's not like the Empire was attacked either. At least, I didn't hear anything about it from Fluder-sensei during the Empire period."

Kuirat's expression was particularly serious at this time.

Although it seems that only dozens of people died, judging from the situation just now, the high-level undead who killed these people did not care about their deaths at all.

Either the other party is too busy to take care of this number of undead.

Both Karko and Kuirat prefer the latter.

Because a group of zombies that are less than level one cannot be considered a strong arm.

But it doesn’t matter to the high-level undead, but it’s a big deal for humans like them.

Nearly seventy people who were transformed into undead were completely indifferent in front of the other party. Does that mean that the other party has stronger undead?

So how many people did it take to convert these undead beings?

At least the number of deaths is definitely more than just a few dozen, and these people in front of us are more like an accessory.

After all, not everyone can be transformed into an undead being, unless there are special circumstances.

"A few dozen people is considered a small village."

"And I haven't seen any children in there, only adults."

Kulev also understood the meaning behind Karko and Kuirat's words. Considering that there might be more dead bodies, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

But then Brian on the side seemed to be thinking about something and couldn't help but speak.

"Actually... they don't look like border residents of the kingdom or the empire."

"They... seem to be much richer than us. I saw ornaments on the bodies. Back then, our village, or even the imperial village further away, was not as wealthy as them."

"I saw that only a few of the bodies didn't have jewelry on them."

"Yes, those people...the jewelry and clothes they wore, although they were all common people, it can be seen that they are wealthier than ordinary families."

Kulev couldn't help but let out a light exclamation. He didn't feel anything at first because he automatically brought his own presence into the picture.

You know, their village seems wealthy because there are many hunters and the village is close to the capital of the empire, but what's going on with these people in front of them?

Are there such wealthy people near Katz Plains?

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but fall into deep thought, but as they thought more, their pupils couldn't help but dilate.

The reason why they suspected that they were people from the Empire or the Kingdom was that these two countries were the closest to the Katze Plains, and there were indeed such a large population on the border.

But now that Brian had reminded them of this, everyone present reacted instantly.

In fact, the Katz Plains borders a country!

The Slian Theocracy!

But, no, what kind of undead is so fierce that it dares to touch the whiskers of the Slaine Theocracy?

Karl couldn't help but take a breath of cold air for a moment.

You should know that the Silian Theocracy always has a team of dozens of third-tier magic chanters, that is, the Sunshine Scripture, ready to clean up the demi-humans around at any time.

What high-level undead would dare to bring bad luck to the Silian Theocracy? Even if they are not afraid of the Sunlight Scripture, are they not afraid of the Dark Scripture?

Karko is now not even sure he can deal with the group of frost dragons hovering in the dwarf country, let alone the dark scriptures of the Slaine Theocracy.

She is not sure now, who else in the world is so powerful?

Could it really be Zhi Ranon, or was it the body of the abyss behind Zhi Ranon who attacked?

For a moment, the guess that Karl had finally come up with in his mind was completely shattered.

But soon, Kulev suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction.

"Captain, over there...it seems like a large army is heading this way."

"Large army?"

Karl was stunned.

"Yes, a large force, at least hundreds of people."

?

There are hundreds of people here. Are you kidding?

Then, Charon on the side seemed to sense something and shouted to Karko.

"God's messenger, God's messenger, go!"

"Now, a group of three hundred undead are approaching us, led by..."

"It's the Death Knight!"

No, the number of Death Knight's follower zombies is limited. How could it be possible...

Carl realized the problem halfway through his thought.

People killed by a Death Knight will become Follower Knights, who are about half the level of the Death Knight, and there is a limit on the number of them.

but……

People killed by the follower knight will also become zombies. There is no limit to the number of zombies that can be killed. Hey!

knock!

Karko cursed in his heart immediately, then asked hurriedly.

"The other party is coming from that direction!"

"Folding Tower Number One."

"Who the hell led the **** to the Folding Tower?"

149

Chapter 149: Is there wisdom?

"【Everyone fly】!"

Karko held the silver spear horizontally, and instantly a magic circle bloomed from under his feet, and then invisible magic light began to bloom on the people around him.

A thin film formed by magical power enveloped everyone present, and everyone took off directly on the spot and flew into the thick fog.

Karko took this opportunity to sing again.

"[Collectively avoid the undead]"

In an instant, a powerful aura bloomed like a wave with Karko as the center, and then covered everyone else.

For a moment, in the eyes of a kind of undead far ahead, several originally burning flames of life suddenly seemed to be completely extinguished after being ravaged by a strong wind.

Without a target, the zombies had no way to vent their hatred for the undead and could only move forward while howling to the sky.

Under the cover of thick fog in the air, although Karl and the others also saw a hazy and blurry scene on the ground, they were faced with more than 300 zombies clustered together, and a huge black tide of corpses was coming towards them.

No matter how blurry the fog was, they could still see such a large target.

But Karl wanted to ensure certain things, so...

"【Eagle Eye】"

A special eye with the power of [invisibility] was fixed in the air by Karl.

She needed to see what was going on with this Death Knight.

As [Eagle Eye] was released, Karko's field of vision also changed.

Suddenly, under the cover of mist, an army of the dead appeared in front of Karko.

Although the entire army seemed to be fleeing at this time, the 300 zombies on the outermost edge were scattered around, and even at the rear of the entire forward team.

There are people in all kinds of costumes among them.

Some were adventurers wearing leather armor, some were ordinary farmers wearing coarse linen clothes, and there were even a group of priests dressed in white.

The most surprising thing was that Karko actually felt a very weak magic power from these priests.

For a moment, even Karl's pupils couldn't help but dilate.

Although some undead spellcasters may be transformed from magic casters after their death, the probability of this happening is not very high.

But right now...

Karl looked at the group of dozens of white priests who were particularly prominent in the team, and his eyes twitched for a moment.

The only thing she could be thankful for now was that the opponent was not a follower zombie (Lv.17~18, half the level of the Death Knight), but just an ordinary zombie infected and killed by a follower zombie, a living corpse (less than Lv.1).

Otherwise, she couldn't even imagine how the follower zombies transformed from the corpses of these magic casters would be strengthened.

Although the other party may not necessarily become a magic caster among the undead, this thing itself is a gradual process, and compared to other undead, the advantage of undead spellcasters is that they have brains.

That's the problem.

The death of the Death Knight does not mean that the zombies under his command will die as well.

If something goes wrong, these will be the future geniuses of the undead race!

Carl looked at the huge team in front of him and suddenly felt it was a difficult situation.

Then he turned his attention to the Death Knight in the front.

A pitch-black armor, a square shield as tall as a person, a wavy sword in the right hand, and dried flesh firmly attached to the bones. I didn't know if it was some knight who was unwilling to die and came back again to seek revenge.

But what knight can be two meters three tall?

Astartes from another world?

Karl couldn't help shaking his head, his eyes fell on the tall Death Knight in the lead, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel eager to make a move.

The situation when I accidentally summoned the bone dragon is still vivid in my mind.

If he really inherited some of Sirshana's professional bonuses, it would mean that the Death Knight in front of him, who was at level 35, could be controlled by her [Fifth-level Undead Summoning] in a sense.

So...why not give it a try?

It’s okay even if you fail.

After all, the Death Knight still can't fly, nor does he have the Cliff Sword. According to the original route, after harassing the Empire, he would be completely defeated by Fluder using [Flying] and [Fireball], and in the end he would even be captured alive and used as experimental material.

Right now they were in the sky, and the zombies below had no way to deal with them for the time being, and those few with magic powers...

Karko glanced at those white priests. The magic power in their bodies was very weak, just like himself who had just merged with the world. They could only perform some magic tricks, which posed no threat to them in the air.

For a moment, Karl looked at the Death Knight who was leading the charge, and his right hand holding the silver-white spear clenched tightly, and he was even eager to try.

But soon, the Death Knight's next action brought her rising emotions to a halt.

Wait, is he... intelligent?

Karko watched as the Death Knight came to the position in front of them, like a hound sniffing a scent, and poked his head out to look around.

After searching for several times without results, he simply howled towards the sky like a human being.

The loud voice almost instantly attracted the attention of Remedios and others. Then everyone could see through the mist that the tide of corpses of hundreds of people was like an octopus with its body opened. The zombies around the entire team began to leave in four different directions.

There were dozens of people in each direction, all of them were zombies below level one.

And because of this dispersion, the original corpse tide of more than 300 people was instantly divided into only about dozens of people.

Among the remaining dozens of zombies, almost half are the Death Knight's follower zombies (Lv.17-18).