"Alvin," Hewlett whispered.

Although the Akenshi people didn't understand their words, it was disrespectful to comment on the Akenshi grand elder like this.

"Leader, how about this?"

Alvin's face revealed a crafty look as he said in a low voice, "Let's agree first and sneak out tonight. After all, the Akenshi tribe don't have many experts."

Hewlett only frowned and didn't say anything, but he seemed to be considering it.

At this time, the great elder of Akenshi said a few more words. Hewlett suddenly turned his head and seemed to be very shocked.

"What did he say again?"

Hewlett shook his head and didn't speak again. He only glanced at Alvin with a complicated gaze.

The group temporarily stayed in the Akenshi tribe.

Other than a few more people watching them, the Akenshi tribe treated them with more respect.

A few slim, wheat-colored Akenshi girls with a wild beauty presented food to the group.

The Akenshi tribe's unique fine wine and roasted magical beast meat were very fragrant.

After eating, everyone rested.

Regardless of whether they had to carry out the escape plan as Alvin had said, maintaining sufficient physical strength and mental state at all times was the basic quality of a qualified mercenary.

The night gradually deepened.

The sound of footsteps, along with the shouts of the Akenshi, was suddenly heard outside the small house where everyone was resting. It was accompanied by cries and screams.

Everyone woke up one after another and walked out of the small house. They only saw that there were flames everywhere outside, and there were Akenshi people running around everywhere.

Everyone's faces were filled with fear and nervousness.

There was only one voice echoing in the scene.

Joelson frowned slightly and asked Hewlett, "What are they shouting for?"

Hewlett's expression was solemn as he said in a low voice, "They are shouting. Evil spirits are coming."

Everyone was shocked.

The Undead!

So, it was the undead!

When everyone walked to the center of the field, they finally saw the cause of the disturbance caused by the Akenshi people.

A thick fog appeared on the Gobi Desert, blocking out the moonlight.

A series of dragging figures walked out from the thick fog. There were people, magical beasts, and many skeletons.

Each of them was a corpse that had died a long time ago. Among them were the missing Akenshi people, but they were all dead now.

"It's necromancy!"

Hewlett's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "There's a necromancer nearby, everyone be careful!"

"They must be coming for that thing" Darlene, the dark elf, said in a low voice.

"Oh no!"

Alvin's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Leader, the carriage!"

Hewlett immediately reacted and rushed in the direction of the carriage.

Joelson's eyes were filled with confusion. What exactly was the thing Hewlett and the others were escorting that could attract a necromancer?

As Joelson approached Hewlett, he threw spells at the approaching undead.

Most of the undead were not strong. They were only at tier-3 to tier-4. They could even deal with ordinary Akenshi people.

However...

There were simply too many of them.

Countless figures appeared in the thick fog as if endless undead were constantly appearing.

An army of the undead.

No, it should be called an ocean of the undead!

No matter how brave the Akenshi were, no matter how fierce the desert lizards were, they would still have the time to use up their strength.

When that happened, the clumsy undead would rush forward together and dismember them alive.

Joelson threw out one powerful fire spell after another, exploding among the undead.

His magic was thrown into the undead, like boiling water splashing on the snow, quickly melting it.

The Akenshi people cheered, and their eyes turned from fear and vigilance to admiration.

The people of the Sword and Rose mercenary group quickly joined the battle.

Amberg waved his double-edged battle-axe and rushed into the undead horde like a war chariot. Each swing of his axe brought with it a large number of corpses.

The same thing happened to Darlene's arrows with white light.

The situation slowly stabilized.

At this time, Hewlett had already run back with a box. It was the mission item they were supposed to escort.

"Leader, give it to me!" Alvin shouted anxiously at Hewlett, "They need your strength. I'll take care of it for you!"

"Okay!"

Hewlett threw the box to Alvin without hesitation.

Alvin looked at the box that was thrown at him. His face revealed a look of ecstasy and a smug mocking expression.

The box landed steadily in Alvin's arms.

Alvin's expression froze for a moment.

It was too light.

The box was too light, and it was completely empty.

Clang!

The sound of sharp blades piercing through the wooden box.

A knight's longsword pierced through the box and directly into Alvin's chest.

Alvin's eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Blood dripped onto the ground. Alvin looked up, and Hewlett's complicated face appeared behind the box.

Everyone who looked at the mercenary group was also stunned.

"Leader killed Alvin?!"

"Leader, are you crazy!"

"Shut up!" Hewlett cursed harshly and said in a low voice while looking at Alvin.

"I know you were the one who lured the necromancer here."

"You've been secretly communicating with him ever since you came out of the Ashes Forest, right? I've long smelled the rotten stench on your body that can't be washed away!"

"You were also the one who killed the previous magician."

Alvin opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Hewlett exerted a little bit of strength, and the tip of the long sword slowly pierced out from Alvin's back.

"I'll tell you one last piece of news. The meaning of the words that Grand Elder Akenshi said to me was..."

Hewlett was only Alvin's eyes. He said with a complicated expression, "You will die, and you will definitely die under my sword."

"Now, the Great Elder's prophecy has come true."

Alvin fell down unwillingly. Before he died, he was still holding the broken empty box.

It turned out that the mission item in the carriage had always been a pretense. The real thing was hidden somewhere by Hewlett.

Hewlett looked at Alvin's corpse and was silent for a while.

He raised his head and raised his longsword high. There seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes.

"Damned necromancer! The thing is with me. If you have the ability, come out and take it!"

Hewlett rushed into the pile of undead like he had gone mad. He brandished his Knight's sword with all his might, and the undead fell one by one like a farmer harvesting wheat.

"No."

Joelson frowned.

The walls of the Akenshi tribe had already been flattened by more than half of the surging undead tide, and the encirclement was gradually shrinking.

Although they had the help of the mercenaries, the Akenshi people continued to die.

The dead people quickly stood up again, but this time, they aimed their weapons at their companions.

The Akenshi people protected the elderly, women, and children in the middle. The strong men and their desert lizards stood at the front.