"When things happen, there\'s no need to blame yourself." kukas looked a little ugly, but he didn\'t blame the guides, but led all the mercenaries to find the lost people. In his opinion, it must have been plotted by the forces on the elraze wasteland. Otherwise, they haven\'t provoked anyone here. How can an accident happen suddenly?

Following the footprints on the ground, kukas kept turning the copper plate in his hand. A stream of black smoke came out of the skull and walked upstream of the copper plate. Without everyone\'s attention, a trace of black smoke slowly drilled into kukas\'s hand and disappeared. And all these changes, even kukas himself could not notice.

After a moment of magic, the missing mercenaries were first discovered by kukas. The mercenaries all lay quietly on the ground without half a scar, but they lost their heartbeat and breathing. I touched their skin and found that their muscles were stiff. A biting chill spread from my fingertips to my body.

The dead mercenaries smiled as if they had seen something very beautiful before they died. Such a scene made most of the mercenaries shiver, and a breath of death came out of their hearts.

Kukas didn\'t feel any fear. He just felt endless anger. But he knew that anger was of no use to him now, so he forcibly suppressed his anger. After taking a few deep breaths, he grabbed a body and watched it carefully.

Soon he found the abnormality, so he took out a short knife to cut the head of the dead little by little. However, after he severely reprimanded the mercenaries, the mercenaries had to bow their heads and acquiesce in kukas\'s extremely disrespectful behavior towards the dead.

The skull opens and reveals the white and tender brain. Kukas was not surprised by the brain in the skull. After the skull was opened, everyone saw that the intact brain had become rotten and was frozen in light blue ice.

Kukas reached out and touched the light blue ice. As a result, a sharp chill spread to his arm like a poisonous snake. The cold spread, and a layer of light blue frost appeared on his arm. Just for a moment, he could hardly feel the existence of his arm.

"Roar!" with a low roar, kukas fiercely released his violent evil spirit, which spread and hit with the cold attached to his arm. He saw a layer of violent fighting spirit as dark as ink on the upper part of his thick arm. These fighting spirits continued to spread downward, urging his arm to be stronger.

Bursts of slight explosions rang from his arm. With the sound of this slight explosion, the chill on his arm shrank continuously, and finally shrank on one finger. No matter how the fighting spirit was polished, he didn\'t return and half shrank back.

The cold wound around his fingers, making his whole fingers unconscious, and whenever kukas\'s fighting spirit weakened a little, the piercing cold spread to his arm again, as if he had not suffered any loss before.

"Be careful, everyone. The one who sneaked into us is an expert. I think it may be a powerful caster, so for the sake of safety, everyone can\'t leave other people\'s sight in the future. Moreover, if someone finds something unusual about his companion, he will subdue him immediately and hand it over to me." Kukas carefully placed the severed bodies on the ground, then took the flamethrower out of the storage bag and began to burn them.

The blazing flame wound around the twelve corpses, but the flame that should have been burning only burned the clothes on the corpses and then went out. The flame that should have burned people into fly ash could not even burn the skin on the corpses this time. This situation made the mercenaries even more uneasy.

After several attempts, kukas had to put the flamethrower away. He stood silently in front of the bodies, thinking about something. After more than ten breathing hours, he gritted his teeth and finally ordered the people to: "cut off these bodies for me. I\'m afraid they have been used by the necromancer. I don\'t think anyone wants their former companions to be manipulated and become enemies to kill us after death."

"Governor! We are really sorry for them. We may bury them and put huge stones on them. I think in this way, the summoning of the Necromancers will not work on them." a mercenary bit his teeth, stepped forward, stared into kukas\'s eyes and shouted: "We used to be companions. I can\'t divide them. If I did that, I don\'t know how to go back or talk about it to their families. Should I tell their families, \'don\'t worry! Your men have been cut into pieces by me. Don\'t wait for them. Live with me!\' I think I really can\'t do it."

"Damn it." kukas\'s face jumped. He moved his huge body and rushed to the mercenary, then grabbed his chest with one hand and roared: "Do you want to eat you a little bit after they are manipulated by the undead casters? It\'s better to let the dead rest forever than to let them be manipulated after they die. I think after you die, you\'d rather others destroy your body than become a disgusting undead. Tell me, can you do it?"

"Can do it." a mercenary shouted, then waved a double-edged Tomahawk and severely cut off the head of a corpse: "once I served in the army. In the army, the soldiers either destroyed the corpse or burned it into fly ash after death. Only in this way can we avoid the control of the Necromancer casters. Just get used to it."

With a leader, others don\'t hesitate. They didn\'t understand why kukas was worried about the undead casters manipulating the bodies. You know, they rarely see the caster here. As for the alternative existence among the casters: the undead caster, they have never seen it. Their knowledge of the necromancer was only heard from other populations. In their opinion, the most favorite thing for those strange necromancer casters is to manipulate thousands of corpses, not more than a dozen ordinary corpses, not to mention buried corpses. But now they have to take away their companions\' belongings, and then divide them into corpses and bury them.