Chapter 18 Sun Elf? Give him some face!

"Your Majesty, why don't we save them?"

In the ruins shrouded in darkness, a high-level corpse shook his spiritual consciousness and asked.

The other high-level undead present also turned their eyes to the huge zombie king.

All of them have reached the ninth level.

There are dozens of them.

With the zombie king at the king level, it is not a problem to save the group of undead magicians, and there is even a great probability of defeating those elven knights.

However, the zombie king never gave an order.

Watching those undead magicians being slaughtered.

The most important thing is that they were supposed to follow the zombie king into the battlefield. But before they approached the square, the zombie king ordered them not to act rashly.

Until now, the undead army suffered heavy losses, and these "big guys" are still watching the show.

"Let's go, leave here."

"This war should not have happened."

"It's a pity for these warriors who follow me!"

The zombie king replied.

The undead were shocked. They withdrew now?

The rotten corpse undead said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, our army has not been defeated. As long as you take action yourself, it is only a matter of time to kill all the elves on the battlefield."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"None of those elves is your opponent!"

Other undead also persuaded.

The Zombie King said: "The sun elf is born, and he should be given face."

"Sun elf?"

All the undead were confused.

They either have incomplete memories of their lives or no memories of their lives at all.

So they don't know any information about the sun elves.

It is well known.

The lower the level of the undead, the more vague their memories of their lives.

Moreover, most undead creatures don't even have memories of their lives.

They were born in the burial ground, and the soul fire in their bodies is purely composed of the rich undead elements of the burial ground and the fragments of soul power.

This kind of undead has no previous life.

Generally speaking.

Only creatures with strong strength in their lives can retain fragments of their memories of their lives when they are transformed into undead after death, and as their levels increase, their memories of their lives will gradually become clearer.

The Zombie King is this kind of undead.

And its level has entered the middle level of the king.

A lot of memories from his previous life have been restored.

The Zombie King thought about it, and said with a shaking spiritual consciousness: "There are no male elves in the elves, this is just a common perception."

"Among the elves, there is only one kind of male elves, the extremely rare sun elves."

"This kind of elf is a template for the Elf King as soon as it is born."

"When the Elf Empire was not destroyed, the one who ruled the entire elf camp was a Sun Elf King. His strength was so strong that it could even cover the glory of the gods."

"In the end, it was the ancient demon god who took action to kill His Majesty the Sun Elf King."

"The Elf Empire was destroyed!"

The rotten corpse undead said in fear: "Your Majesty means that it was a Sun Elf King?"

The other undead were also terrified.

The Zombie King said: "Obviously, he should have just been conceived and has not really ascended the throne of the elves. Otherwise, this relic would have been occupied by the elves to protect their king."

"Although the Elf Empire has been destroyed, the elves have not been lost in history."

"There are still elves scattered all over the world."

"If they knew that a sun elf was born here, they would definitely come here regardless of everything."

"However, although he has not really become the Elf King, he is also a sun elf."

"The blood and talent of the sun elves are extremely terrifying, and their combat power can be comparable to the purest high-level demons..."

Hearing this, the undead present immediately understood.

Giving face or not is secondary.

The main reason is that their majesties have no confidence in defeating the "Sun Elf King".

Even if one is a king and the other is only a ninth level.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"We still have to give face to the contemporary Sun Elf King."

A ninth-rank undead knight said: "And we have just revived, and our strength is at its weakest stage. There is not much benefit in fighting a sun elf."

This touched the heart of the zombie king.

It has just revived, and it does not even have one thousandth of its strength in life.

It really does not want to provoke a sun elf at this time.

It is only now that it knows that if it had been discovered earlier, it would not even start this war, and the 100,000 troops would have been wasted.

"Your Majesty!"

The rotten corpse undead said: "While the sun elf has not discovered us yet, we should leave as soon as possible."

An undead said: "Where to go after leaving, return to the bone palace? If the sun elf is really so powerful, he will lead the elf army to kill us sooner or later."

"We can't stay in the inner city, and the same goes for the outer city."

The zombie king said: "The entire ruins are not a place for us to stay for a long time. We have to go to the swamp area outside, which is our paradise for the undead!"

The undead looked at each other.

Their original plan was to gather the undead in the inner city, establish a powerful undead monarch-level force, and then gradually capture the outer city ruins.

As a result, now, their majesty directly expressed that he wanted to stay away from the entire ruins.

A sun elf actually scared their majesty like this?

After a moment of silence, one of the undead said: "We must give the Sun Elves some face. We will follow His Majesty and leave the ruins right now."

"That's right."

The undead nodded repeatedly.

Without the zombie king taking the lead, they would not dare to rush into the battlefield.

It's better to follow the zombie king's orders and just change the place to develop your power.

At this moment, an undead spirit shook his mind and said, "Your Majesty, those elves on the battlefield are a little weird. They seem to break through too easily."

"So far, I've seen more than a dozen elves break through levels in battle."

Normally, a breakthrough in the realm requires meditation and retreat in a secluded place.

The probability of breaking through during battle is extremely low, and it also comes with risks.

Looking back at the elves on the battlefield, it is really incredible that they have broken through the levels one after another.

"It has nothing to do with us."

"This group of elves is so weird!"

The Zombie King had already noticed it, but he didn't want to delve into it further.

Now it just wants to leave this ruins quickly and find a place suitable for development to improve its strength. During his most powerful period in life, he was a peak saint level powerhouse.

"Let's go."

The Zombie King turned around.

The undead did not hesitate and followed the zombie king's terrifyingly huge figure as they disappeared into the depths of darkness.

As for the undead army that was still fighting fiercely in the square, they had no intention of recalling them.

The most indispensable thing in this world is undead creatures.

No matter where they are, as long as they are strong enough, they can easily gather an army of undead.

And if it is recalled, it will easily attract the attention of the sun elf.

It is better to come silently and leave silently.

It's best to never meet again.

…

"Your Majesty, the group of undead has withdrawn."

An elf huntress appeared next to Lin Yi and said respectfully: "The leader of the zombie king should be Beamon from the orc tribe, and his combat power is not weak. But for some reason, it did not enter the battlefield, but chose to leave."

Thousands of years ago, the orcs were also a very powerful intelligent race.

The characteristic is that there are many types and branches.

The Beamon clan is one of the top fighting races among the beast clan.

Back then, all races gathered in the capital of the Elf Empire to fight against demons and evil creatures. Nowadays, it is not surprising that undead creatures transformed from orc Behemoth appear in the ruins.

"Just leave, there's no need to pursue."

"It's important to clean up the undead creatures in the square."

Lin Yi responded quietly while waving her wand.

The area with a radius of ten kilometers is under the surveillance of the owls, and the zombie king and his party have been discovered long ago.

Lin Yi originally planned to wait for the Zombie King to enter the battlefield and give it a version 9.0 flame spear as soon as possible. With the lethality of his magic, not to mention instant kill with one blow, serious damage is still no problem.

Unfortunately, the zombie changed its mind for some reason and did not give him this chance.