The skeleton in front of Panock and others, wearing a round helmet and bone armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, is impartial and just right, blocking the advancing team.

Don't rush to drive.

Remembering the previous attack by the undead and the loss of many of his men, Panok was furious. He raised his hand and slapped the Goblin in the face again, knocking out several of his teeth.

"A mere skeleton will scare you. If you encounter the undead again, will you surrender directly?" Panok pointed at the goblin who was slapped on the ground and couldn't get up, and cursed.

After all, you are a leader, and you have never experienced such humiliation. The leader of the Goblin was extremely angry, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. If I couldn't beat you, I would kill you on the spot, damn headhunters.

!

After scolding the goblin, Panok became much more angry. He turned to look at the skeleton and took a step forward.

His step was like activating a switch. A green light lit up from the skull's eyes, turned into flames, and burned suddenly. The skeleton came to life.

What a real undead!

However, since you are the only one, I am not afraid anymore. Watch me smash your head with a stick!

Panok was about to step forward with the bone club, but found that the strangely dressed undead stared at him and tilted his head. He slowly raised the bone knife in his hand and opened his mouth. No sound could be heard, but it seemed that it was

What are you shouting?

In the midst of doubt, bones and claws stretched out from the ground around them. Skeletons and undead stood up, shaking off the dust on their bodies. The beating soul fire looked at everyone. They were so densely packed that they could not be counted. In an instant, their team was completely destroyed.

surrounded.

When the undead stood up, the senior skeleton warrior in front retracted his arm, tapped his helmet with the bone knife, and then pointed it at Panok. The blade shook, full of provocation, which meant: Come here!

I live a bad life and don’t talk about martial ethics!

Being stared at by many undead, Panok felt that all the blood in his body had stagnated. He gritted his teeth at the high-level skeleton warrior and slowly retreated back into the team.

"Now that he is no longer an undead, what should we do?" Goblin, whose face was swollen and had lost many teeth, asked in confusion.

Panok wanted to slap him again, but he was afraid that doing so would cause the undead to attack him. He endured it again and again before pressing down the hand that wanted to slap him. He secretly decided in his heart that when I escape, I will slap him.

That half of your face is also swollen and all your teeth have been blown away. Just wait!

Seeing that Panok could not come forward, the senior skeleton warrior poked his helmet with his bone knife, as if scratching his head, and raised his head at Panok.

"I'm going to say this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it or not?" Panok said dryly with a smile on his forehead as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

I believe you as a ghost.

The high-level skeleton warrior patted the bone knife on his palm, pointed at the people in front, and the skeleton undead slowly pressed forward with their weapons.

"Breakout!" Panok's expression instantly turned ferocious, and he shouted loudly.

The headhunters suddenly launched an attack on the undead on one side. After all, they were the same tribe and had cooperated many times. They knew what to do and were waiting for the leader's order.

The undead had surrounded them, and it seemed that they were not going to let them leave, so there was only one way to go. They rushed forward desperately, trying to fight their way out, running as much as they could, and taking advantage of Brother

Brin didn't respond, and threw them behind as a backing, attracting the undead's firepower.

As cannon fodder, isn't this their fate?

By the time the goblins reacted, the undead were already charging towards them, raising their weapons to slash at them.

"Headhunters, you deserve to die!"

"Rush, rush out——"

The screams, screams, and wails of the goblins gathered together, creating chaos in an instant. The headhunters, led by Panok, used a surge of momentum to break through desperately, constantly defeating the undead approaching them.

, he fought his way through life and death.

has hope!

I can get out alive!

Panok kept waving his bone club and flying up and down to prevent the undead from getting close. The hope of survival made him explode with unprecedented fighting power. If he continued with this momentum, he would really be able to rush out from among the undead.

when!

The bone club smashed down, making a dull sound, and the huge force shook off several bone fragments. Panok's stick was not as effective as before, and was blocked by a small round shield.

Panok's face was suffocated, and then he realized that the undead in front of him was different from the ordinary undead whose skulls were smashed. He was also wearing a helmet and bone armor, and he bent slightly to resist the blow.

A strong force came from the shield that resisted the bone rod, and the bone rod was bounced upward. The senior skeleton warrior stood up and slashed at Panok with a knife.

puff……

Blood flowed down Panok's cheeks and chest. At the critical moment, he tried to lean back and survive, but this also angered him and he swung the bone club again and hit the senior skeleton warrior.

Panok, who rushed at the front, was occupied by a high-level skeleton warrior. The team suddenly seemed like a machine that had lost its power. The breakout speed slowed down. The undead on both sides pressed forward one after another. The headhunters were surrounded and fell into a bitter battle.

.

When fighting the undead, it is best to keep a distance and use flexible movement to attack the undead's shortcomings in speed. Once surrounded by the undead, you will be in big trouble. The undead have no pain and no fear. They don't care.

Death will come up one after another, endlessly, for no other reason than to stab you.

This is the situation that the Head Hunters are facing now. The undead are crowding forward and knocking you on the head. They just want to hit you with weapons, one, two, eight or ten. The scope of activities of the Head Hunters is getting wider and wider.

It gets smaller and smaller, and even if the skin on the body can resist some damage, it can't bear it if there are too many attacks.

Wounds began to appear on their bodies, more and more, and they were almost torn apart by random blades.

"Head, chief, help...ah!"

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The headhunters fought back frantically, but their numbers were too small and they had no room to move, so they fell down with howls.

There are as many as 10,000 undead intercepting them here.

The experience of the goblins was no worse than that of the headhunters, and they died faster than the headhunters. They had no intention of resisting, and it was impossible to escape. Simply because there were more people, they died slower.

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The afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, and darkness descended on the land again. None of the headhunters or goblins could escape. They were completely surrounded and killed by the skeletal undead ambushing here.

Nearly 6,000 undead were wiped out by the headhunters and goblins who resisted wildly. In exchange, nearly 3,000 enemies were wiped out.

The reason why the undead suffered such huge losses is because the battle was not at night, and the undead's combat effectiveness was weakened.

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"They are all dead. The coalition forces have been wiped out. Mengmeng, let's go back. Go back quickly."

Mengni, who had witnessed the entire process of the undead wiping out the coalition forces, took her sister's hand and ran towards the tribe, completely unaware that her sister's eyes were shining in the dark night, and her eyeballs were spinning around, filled with little stars of admiration.

Although the undead are not as ferocious as the legend says, they are really strong!

There were so many headhunters and goblins, but not many of them escaped. They were all dead. This is probably the origin of the legend of the undead.

They, they still have so much food. If you can live under their protection like the tauren, you should be very comfortable and safe, and you don't have to worry about food.

Mengniike did not have such thoughts as Mengmeng. Having witnessed the destruction of the coalition forces, her impression of the undead was only that of cruelty.

Neither the headhunters nor the goblins deserve sympathy, but being killed like that still makes Meng Ni feel trembling in her heart. She no longer wants to be in contact with the undead, she just wants to return to the tribe and hide in her own cave.

Among them, it is safe.

After all, Mengni is a little older than Mengmeng, and she thinks more. The cancerous race has always existed and has not been eliminated. Why?

They have strong fighting power, maybe. Compared with many races, they are probably stronger, but the more important thing is their quantity!

Whether they are headhunters or lizardmen, there are a lot of them, not to mention goblins, which are even more numerous.

They gave the information about the coalition forces to the undead. Thousands of coalition troops died after changing hands. Wouldn't the coalition forces be angry? Mengni didn't believe that the coalition forces only had a few thousand people, so they would definitely take revenge.

The undead don't care about the coalition's revenge, but what about them?

If the coalition forces knew that they had betrayed them, not to mention the two young cat people, even the Dora Miao tribe would be slaughtered.

This kind of thing is not unheard of, but on the contrary, there are many. The vicious race has a very strong desire for revenge. They use fear and cruel methods to suppress the tribes that are dissatisfied with them.

The more she thought about it, the more panicked Mengni became. She could only pray that the undead would not spread the information they gave to them, otherwise they would really die!

After the two sisters left the fortress, they originally wanted to go back to the tribe directly, but then they couldn't bear their curiosity and ran to take a look.

"Who are they?" When approaching the Dora Miao tribe, the two sisters were discovered. Coincidentally, they still took the two night watchmen from last time.

"It's me, Mengni." Mengni stepped forward and said something to the two of them.

The night watchman carefully identified her, then looked behind her, and when he saw it was Mengmeng, a look of hesitation appeared on his face, "It's you again, you always run out at night, hurry up and go home!"

Mengmeng was about to say something, but was pulled by her sister. Then she angrily followed her and walked towards her cave under the watchful eyes of two night watchmen.

"Sister! Why are you pulling me here!" Cat Girl Mengmeng shouted angrily.

"Okay, okay, don't scream. It's true that we came back late." Mengni was shocked by the battle just now. She was still not calm and had some lingering fears, but she still managed to squeeze out a smile and said to Mengmeng.

Mengmeng was still unhappy, but she didn't say anything more and was held by her hand.

The last time she came back, she had the meat in her hand and was bumped into by two night watchmen. Mengni thought more than her sister. She understood the principle of keeping wealth secret. Before returning to the tribe, she had already put the meat away.

They were all stuffed into clothes and hidden close to the body.

Although this would make her look a little fatter, it was already dark now, so she could still get away with it as long as she didn't look carefully.

After successfully returning to the cave, Meng Ni truly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out the meat and hid it.
To be continued...