Chapter 58: Pocket-Sized Total War

  Rovin crept quietly to the side of the eleventh tent, fairly certain he hadn't been seen by any of the guards because Gloreannie had successfully distracted the sentry and the rest of the thieves inside the tent.

  The only thing that puzzled Luo Wei was the direction where Ge Luoxian was, a string of curses and miserable screams came, followed by the sound of weapons colliding.

  Gloriana's only weapon was that hardwood longbow, and the zombies were lurking even further away. How did she manage to anticipate this unexpected situation?

  Although he was very suspicious in his heart, Luo Wei couldn't go over to see what had happened after all, because such an opportunity to create chaos and lure the tiger away from the mountain wouldn't come again.

  So Luo Wei didn't even turn around and instead quickly snuck towards the vicinity of the eleventh tent.

  As Gollum said, a large number of corpses were indeed placed downwind not far from the eleventh tent.

  Most of the corpses were wearing tattered clothes, and at first glance, they seemed to be the remnants of the defeated Blood Blade bandits. The seven or eight bodies wrapped in black bird-patterned cloaks, however, were placed farther away from the haphazardly piled bandit corpses.

  Is it that the remnants of the defeated Blood Blade thieves and those under the command of Baron Ferrodo had a falling out here over whether to enter the ancient battlefield ruins?

  This habitual guess flashed in Luo Wei's mind, but the next moment he pulled out the materials for summoning the souls from his body and began to recite the incantation of summoning the souls towards that pile of corpses.

  After a brief moment, a large wave of zombies slowly got up, all of whom were the remaining strong thieves who had originally been piled together in a mess, the remnants of the Blood Blade gang.

  Under the dark command of Lord Voldemort, these stumbling zombies moved stiffly towards the ten tents that were arranged in a circle.

  Luo Wei didn't give up, instead he counterattacked and drew out a second tube of Soul Awakening Spell material.

  Just after successfully completing the first awakening of the undead, Rovey had only awakened less than a third of the corpses, and he still had a lot to do.

  So two or three minutes later, nearly thirty zombies stood up again. They didn't have time to celebrate their own zombification before being driven towards the ring of tents by Rovin's dark magic law.

  At this time, the screams of terror had already spread from the direction of the tents. The first wave of revived zombies had knocked down several tents and turned those who were still hiding inside or slaves into their first meal after becoming zombies.

  The collapsed tent was ignited by a bonfire in the center of the tent, and the flames drove away the lingering fog.

  Two consecutive waves of zombies driven past, instantly turned the tent group into a zombie paradise. The guards attracted by Gloxiana finally realized that something was wrong on this side of the campsite, so most of the guards turned around and started running back.

  But it was too late, by the time these guards returned to their guarded camp, Luo Wei had already turned all the corpses wrapped in black double-headed eagle cloaks into zombies.

  Luo Wei hid in the darkness that the raging flames couldn't illuminate, calmly observing the guards who had run back, trying to find the most valuable target for a sneak attack.

  It's really easy to observe at this level, just look at who kills zombies quickly and fiercely.

  By this standard, Luo Wei quickly locked onto a target - a middle-aged man with brown hair, wearing an exquisite half-body cuirass and iron armguards on his wrists, holding a three-headed flail that shone with a silver-white light. Every time he swung the heavy three-headed flail, it would at least blow up the head of a newly-risen zombie.

  White Silver Rank!

  Even if it was just the silver-white light flashing from the triple-headed flail, Luo Wei could roughly judge the opponent's strength and determine it as a priority target for elimination.

  “SARULAWEIYA！”

  ……

  “SARULAWEIYA！”

  To prevent unexpected situations like the one with Killer Fire Mages, Rovy released two rounds of ice spear shooting magic stored in the Black Ice Skull Chain within the shortest time possible, targeting the middle-aged white silver chain hammer hand.

  It turns out that the Silver Rank warriors, when attacked by spellcasters, can mostly dodge the first hit with their martial skills and robust physique. However, if they encounter a spellcaster like Luo Wei who unleashes double-layered attack magic without hesitation, they can only end up as beehives filled with regret.

  Looking at the corpse of the Silver Chain Mace Hand, who had been pierced by icicles and was now a pincushion, the other armed guards from the camp who had returned with him were suddenly all in a state of shock.

  There is an attacker hiding in the dark and ambushing us!

  Sir Thimeyn was a respected Silver Knight, but this powerful spellcaster killed him with ease!

  "He's there! Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

  Two consecutive times without moving positions of the spell, a camp guard with good hearing and positioning ability discovered Rovi's location.

  “SARULAWEIYA！”

  The life-taking incantation once again appeared in the ears of the camp's guardian.

  A burst of icy projectiles made short work of the three camp guards, turning them into corpses, while two lucky ones were merely injured and not killed.

  Only the two wounded camp guards who were not killed by the ice spear's blast soon discovered that they would have been better off being directly impaled to death, as the fresh blood they leaked out after their injuries attracted the hordes of zombies that filled the entire camp towards them.

  Two crossbow bolts and a javelin were fired at Rovy, who had used Ice Gun Blast for the third time, but a thick ice shield suddenly appeared in front of him, rendering all three long-range attacks ineffective.

  Three camp defenders retreated from the attack, withdrawing their disheartened gaze from the impenetrable ice shield that had completely withstood the assault. Looking at their comrades being overwhelmed and torn apart by zombies, they exchanged a glance and simultaneously conceived the same idea - escape!

  Run! Run far, far away!

  That damned darkness still hides how many spellcasters!

  They turned our comrades into zombies to kill us, they can kill us with ice magic, and they can even bewitch us to slaughter each other, so staying here will get us killed! We'll definitely be killed!

  "I don't want to die!"

  A camp guard unable to withstand the psychological pressure dropped his weapon and turned around to flee in panic.

  Once there is a first one, there will be a second and third one.

  So the next battle, for Rove, was no different from playing the real-time strategy game "Total War" - it was just a matter of using dark magic to drive away the resurrected zombie hordes, killing all the camp guards who tried to resist, and then suppressing and hunting down all the camp guards who fled in panic.

  Finally, they reunited with Gloxinia and several undead servants who were assisting her.

  "Rovin, I've caught two prisoners, but one of them has already been possessed by an evil spirit..."

  The mountain girl who met with Rovinj's victory is reporting as follows.