Looking around, the boundless army of the undead has no end in sight. No matter which direction you look, it is a sea of undead.
Whenever fire and smoke rise somewhere, a large number of undead will flock there.
"A new round of war is about to begin again!" Ye Fan realized that the skeleton he possessed was also caught in a huge war, and he couldn't help but speed up his movement.
"Alright, all useless skeletons, stand up!" The tall dark red corpse demon roared desperately while waving a stone sledgehammer from who knows where, crushing every one.
The skeleton didn't notice him talking.
Ye Fan quickly moved his still very inflexible leg bones, rolled down from the slope, and joined the camp of the corpse demon.
"Very good. It seems that you are not so stupid. I feel a little wronged to be used as cannon fodder. Yes, you heard it right. It is cannon fodder. You are the cannon fodder of Master Karen, so don't think of yourself as a cannon fodder."
Characters, when you charge later, all you have to remember is not to block the way of other companions, that's all."
Ye Fan heard loud scoldings coming from the side. It seemed that the dark red corpse demon in front of him was not the only one organizing the skeleton queue.
"You are all the lowest level of undead. Of course, if you are lucky enough to survive, and then you are lucky enough to evolve a soul, then you may become a zombie like me. As for how you want to advance to become like Master Karen
Dark spirits, you can fantasize about them occasionally, but never take them seriously.
Despicable skeletons like you want to evolve into dark spirits, I can tell you responsibly that this is absolutely impossible for Nima..."
Skeleton, corpse demon, dark spirit, Ye Fan memorized these three levels of undead.
Among the undead, the lowest level is the skeleton.
And one corpse demon can lead approximately 10,000 skeletons.
And An Ye, who was respectfully called Master Karen by a dark red corpse demon, should already be an undead noble.
"Okay, no matter how much I talk, you brainless skeletons still can't remember it. Please pay attention to charge with me later. Although charging as cannon fodder, you will definitely die..."
The dark red corpse demon suddenly opened its mouth: "But if anyone dares to get scared in battle, you will soon be blasted into bones and slag. Whether you die standing up or lying down, you can choose for yourself!"
After the dark red corpse demon finished speaking, it began to walk towards the distant mountains. Ye Fan was very cautious among the nearly 10,000 skeletons and moved forward. At the same time, he repeatedly pondered in his mind the strange word that the dark red corpse demon spit out: evolution.
Walking through a large number of skeletons that have not yet formed a team, many skeletons that could not hide were directly trampled to death by Ye Fan's team. The zombie boss at the front would wield a stone hammer and smash it to pieces.
Every undead who dares to stand in its way.
After a while, more and more such complete teams began to appear, and Ye Fan saw more dark red corpse monsters, each holding a different stone weapon and advancing with about ten thousand skeletons.
Two undead teams in complete formation will not collide with each other intentionally. The leader of the corpse demon will even nod slightly, and then restrain his skeleton so as not to conflict with the other party.
Ye Fan noticed that the zombies did not randomly select their team members. Beast corpses usually only selected animal skeletons. Most of Ye Fan's surroundings were human skeletons walking on two legs. The leader of the team was a corpse demon.
Half-orc.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan stopped thinking too much and concentrated on letting his speed keep up with the pace of the orcs.
There seemed to be endless black soil under his feet. Ye Fan had been walking at a trot for nearly half an hour under the leadership of the orcs. The bones in his feet were worn out, and his body was filled with severe pain and broken bones.
There was a clicking sound, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.
"Cao Ni Ma, if I had known earlier, I would have made a better skeleton. If this continues, I really don't know if my soul can bear it!" Ye Fan clenched his upper and lower jaw joints, endured the severe pain, and lifted his feet.
Move forward again and again, and follow the team closely.
I don’t know how long I ran, but finally there were some scary sounds in front of me that were different from the sound of bones breaking.
"Boom!" Fireballs and hailstones the size of fists flew from a distance and landed not far in front of Ye Fan. A violent explosion sounded, and Ye Fan even felt the ground shaking.
With just such an attack, a large number of skeletons were immediately blown up into the sky, and the smell of earth and the stench of burnt bones wafted up.
Ye Fan, who was concentrating on walking, raised his head and found that there was thick smoke and fire everywhere. It turned out that he had unknowingly arrived at the front line of the battlefield.
"Charge!" The mood of the leading zombie demon suddenly became excited as the enemy attack came. He roared angrily, brandished the stone hammer, and ran towards the direction of the enemy. What puzzled Ye Fan was that besides himself,
, the entire skeleton team rushed forward in an instant.
Aren't these skeletons afraid of death?
When Ye Fan was stunned, there were no companions around him, and he was left alone, standing in a small open space.
"Charge!" There was a roar from behind. Ye Fan twisted his skull and saw a strong beast-shaped corpse demon, leading its team to attack like a wave.
"As expected, these low-level undead have not opened their spiritual intelligence. They only have the instinct to fight in their bodies!" A thought flashed through Ye Fan's mind and he quickly ran towards a hill.
Soon, the place where he was standing was flooded by the undead.
At this moment, a figure dozens of miles away, his sharp eyes fell on Ye Fan curiously.
"Avensi, what are you seeing?" The red-haired Charlie Huo withdrew his gaze from the undead battlefield and found that his partner was staring at a certain position in the undead army for a long time.
, he couldn't help but asked nervously.
"I'm looking at that bloody skeleton. He seems to have intelligence, and he actually found a place to hide in such a war." Ai Wenxi was lying behind a pile of rocks, leaving only a pair of shining eyes.
His eyes looked at Ye Fan from the cracks in the rocks.
"Skeletons have intelligence?" Hocharlie focused his eyes, and fine white light appeared in the corners of his eyes. He followed the direction that Ai Wensi pointed, and it took him a long time to see it among the vast undead.
Ye Fan, after observing for a moment, pouted his lips and said disdainfully:
"I asked Ai Wensi, have you stayed here too long and become neurotic? He is just a frightened skeleton who lost his team in the battlefield. Why are you interested in him?
?”
"Hey, Charlie Huo, Killing Space, have you ever heard of an old saying that has been circulating?" Ivansi heard the disdain in Charlie Huo's tone. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he narrowed his eyes and took another look at the man hiding in the mountain.
After taking the post, Ye Fan did not take any action and said calmly:
"When a skeleton has spiritual intelligence, it is possible for him to evolve into the most terrifying Lord of the Undead in the world."
"Lord of the Undead, bah!" A third voice sounded next to him. Although it could be heard that the master had lowered his voice as much as possible, the voice was still loud: "Lord of the Undead, he has not appeared for thousands of years, why?
It may have evolved from these skeletons."
"Leo, please keep your voice down. We have to deal with two dark spirits this time!" Huo Charlie said hurriedly and angrily: "As long as we can get the souls of these two dark spirits this time, the purpose of our trip will be over.
Achieved."
"Dark spirits are nothing." Leo muttered in a low voice, "If you hadn't stopped me, I could have killed them all by myself."
"Huh, how terrible is the dark spirit? You, a trainee killer, can't understand it. The zombies and skeletons guarding them are their biggest trump card. If the dark spirit is aware of our intentions, this operation will
, it will end in failure.”
The murderous aura in Ai Wenxi's eyes grew stronger: "And this is the first time I have seen a skeleton with intelligence. This skeleton must be an alien. If I didn't have to deal with the dark spirit, I would definitely kill this alien first."
About dozens of miles away behind Ye Fan, there were two ghosts wearing red cloaks, standing on a raised hill, looking at the hundreds of thousands of undead in front of them with a slightly proud expression.
Army.
"Maigus, this undead war should be over." The ghost who spoke was ethereal and helpless. He looked like a small ball of gas, but his complete red cloak marked his identity.
, a dark spirit that was more powerful than the corpse demon, and among the countless undead standing around him, no one dared to show the slightest disrespect to him.
There was another dark spirit wearing a red cloak. Although his body was illusory, there were two complete black horns on his head. He said in a slightly honest voice: "Karen, don't be careless. I'm collecting it."
After the soul here, I think we should leave here quickly."
Another dark spirit, Magus, chattered and laughed strangely: "If you don't tell me, I will be careful. Since you and I have evolved into dark spirits, we have naturally become prey in the eyes of the killer. I will not take action at will."
"Launch a fierce attack. I will send five hundred corpse monsters to charge." Karen looked at the battlefield thousands of meters away with an expressionless face. There was a faint red light flashing in his eyes hidden in the red windbreaker.
"Okay, the battlefield must be ended before dawn. I will also dispatch four hundred corpse monsters!" Magus responded immediately, and a faint red light shone inside the dark cloak.
After the orders of the two dark spirits were issued, the entire battlefield of the undead suddenly became completely chaotic. Many skeletons that could not escape were crushed into pieces in the blink of an eye.
This world is simply crazy!
Ye Fan turned around and ran, and soon left the battlefield and came to a dense jungle...
At this time, a group of mass murder practitioners were carrying out their final training in the dense forest with excitement. They spent two months and traveled through hundreds of kilometers of territory.
They have never met a suitable enemy, and until today, this sweaty undead battle has made them extremely enjoyable, and the thrills in it are enough for them to take back and show off.
"Pharaoh, there is a lonely skeleton there!" A handsome young man saw Ye Fan wandering in the forest, a young man with an aristocratic temperament, and his face suddenly became excited: "I want to take it back.
, make it into a standard product and put it in my room!"
After the young man finished speaking, he left the team and ran towards Ye Fan.
"Situ Xiu, don't go..." An old man in a black robe in the middle of the team found it too late. He looked at the young man's back and frowned: "This little guy is very popular with the family.
Take it seriously, you really shouldn’t have brought him here.”
The other sharpeners did not notice the old man's worries. They cheered for their companions excitedly: "Come on, Sima Xiu, it is just a skeleton without any attack skills. It is the lowest existence among the undead. Just smash it with your fists."
it!"
Slayers with divine soul bodies always care too much about others' comments about their weak physiques, so most practitioners will be keen to prove the strength of their bodies. This twisted mentality will last until they become real killers.
, will it turn around.
At that time, their interest in proving their power will be transferred to the pursuit of the mystery of the power of the soul...
Situ Xiu seems to be a child of a certain big family. For such people, entering the Killing Space, there is only one possibility, and that is to sharpen their souls in order to go further on the road of cultivation in the future.
However, according to what My Neighbor Totoro said, this killing space is not so easy to enter, and the dangers lurking inside are enough to kill any strong person. Those who dare to enter the killing space alone must have guardians around them.
Ye Fan looked at Situ Xiu who was running towards him, a little confused and a little surprised - he saw that the other party regarded him as prey!
"Prey?" When thinking of these two words, Ye Fan realized that he seemed to be in danger again at this moment. He lowered his clumsy skull and looked around for an escape...
Ye Fan, who was spinning in place, looked extremely dull. The practitioners all laughed, but the face of the old man in black robe became even more ugly. Any skeleton was unconscious.
They only have instinctive killing, that is, they will launch a suicidal attack on any living creature they see. However, the skeleton in front of them did not rush towards Situ Xiu crazily...
This is an anomaly!
Skeletons are the lowest form of undead. Not only do they have no skills, they don't even have strength. A stronger child can smash their bones with his fists. The bones of these skeletons are not much harder than those delicate vases.
It breaks when touched.
But skeletons are still terrifying, because each of them is a potential evolver. They can evolve into a kind of lord of the undead that makes all undead surrender, although such skeletons have not appeared for thousands of years.
No one has figured out the nature of skeleton evolution, but it is said that they have come to the conclusion that the more unique the skeleton's behavior, the easier it is for it to evolve.
For example, this skeleton wandered into the jungle while the undead army was charging!