The homeless team of less than 10 people is not timid at all. Even if the homeless may be stronger, Li Ziyu is not a vegetarian. He has 200 skeleton undead in hand, including 20 newly released knife-wielding undead, which is a pile.
The opponent is piled to death.
If you encounter prey, of course you can’t let it go!
As undead, they are particularly sensitive to the breath of life. The night has no hindrance to them, and they can still sense the breath in the distance. The opponent should not have noticed their mobile fortress.
Instead of rushing over with a big sting, it's better to sneak past quietly and catch the opponent off guard.
Thinking of this, Li Ziyu once again ordered the undead in the mobile fortress to switch to silent mode, trying hard to suppress their soul fire, and put the flame into the skull without any light.
Suppressing soul fire is instinctive for the undead, and it will not damage their combat effectiveness at all, but this method can allow them to achieve the effect of a sneak attack.
The speed of the mobile fortress increased to the highest level, and the bone wheels crushed the ground, making a continuous clicking sound.
As they continued to approach, the undead brought new news. The homeless people ahead were a group of lizardmen, which further strengthened Li Ziyu's previous thoughts.
Lizardmen are common aboriginal people in the wilderness. These guys are widely distributed and exist in the form of tribes. They do not engage in production and make a living by hunting. They are hunters during the day and bandits at night. They are notorious in the wilderness.
"Did you hear anything?"
"I heard it! Over there!"
"Come on, spread out and prepare to fight!"
Even if the undead entered the latent mode, the sound and vibration of the bone wheels crushing the ground still aroused the vigilance of the lizardmen. They looked in the direction of the mobile fortress, quickly dispersed, lowered themselves, and waited for their prey to enter the encirclement.
The moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the wasteland was pitch black. The lizard man bandits also had a good view at night, but without moonlight, what they could see was limited. They could only see the dark giant moving.
The leading lizard man stuck out his forked tongue and twitched it quickly a few times. He was immediately reassured that it was not a ferocious beast and did not have that terrifying aura to attack.
If you kill such a big guy and bring him back, you should be able to feed him for many days, but it's just too dark to see what he is.
"Charge! Hush~"
Seeing the huge beast entering the encirclement, the leading lizard man sent out an attack signal. The eight lizard men lowered their bodies at the same time and launched attacks from eight directions at the same time. Their bellies were almost touching the ground, and their two turned-out legs quickly
Running, the spear in his hand was also aimed at the prey in the darkness.
Just as they rushed over, little blue firelights suddenly lit up on the huge black thing, like a pair of eyes, staring at them.
"What's this?!"
A mountain of bones?
Why does a mountain of bones move?
The approaching lizard man leader saw the mobile fortress clearly in the faint blue firelight. He couldn't help but froze, confused and couldn't help but murmur. The lizard men in other directions were also at a loss, and the spear gun he was about to stab stopped at
Half empty.
There's no way to stab it!
It's a mountain of bones. No matter how you start, it's not alive. The thorns are white everywhere.
The lizard man bandits were stunned, but the undead were not stunned. They decomposed from the fortress like dumplings, fell to the ground, moved their joints at will, and rushed towards the lizard man.
At the same time, 20 undead sword-wielding skeletons were also sent out by Li Ziyu. It was time to show off his true skills, while he stood in front of the window and looked out.
The dark clouds moved away at this time, and the bright moon hung in the sky again, illuminating the wasteland, and the eight lizard men were revealed in front of his eyes.
These bandit lizardmen are like standing upright lizards, dark green, with fine scales on their bodies, with animal skins around their waists, backpacks on their backs, slender throwing spears in their hands, and a
Scimitar.
The skeletal undead didn't care who the opponent was. The city lord had the highest order. If the city lord said to kill, then kill him. Without hesitation, they rushed straight towards the dazed lizard man and grabbed them with their claws raised.
"Bones can move?!"
"These bones are alive!"
"Undead——"
The other lizardmen were stunned by the skeletal undead, but the leader recognized what these guys were and couldn't help shouting, with a tremor in his voice and the "hissing" sound that the lizardmen were accustomed to.
The leader has heard rumors about the undead. It is a legend. There are hordes of bones that can move but cannot be killed, and floating souls that cannot be harmed by swords and guns. They are undead, one of the most terrifying existences in the world, and even the most terrifying existence in the world.
Even ferocious beasts are no match for them.
Once upon a time, he regarded these as jokes. There could be no moving bones in the world, let alone souls that could not be harmed by swords and guns. The so-called undead only existed in legends because no one had ever seen them.
Unexpectedly, I saw it today, with my own eyes.
Why would you encounter the undead in the wilderness?
The leader looked at the rushing undead skeletons, groaning in his heart, but still wanted to fight. He put a bone whistle in his mouth and blew it, and at the same time raised his spear to meet the undead rushing at the front and stabbed it hard.
Because it was the first time I faced an undead, I was inevitably nervous, so I stabbed a little crookedly, and the spear passed through the gap under the undead's ribs, without hurting him at all.
The undead ignored the spear and clawed at the leader with his claws.
"Get away!"
Before he could retract his spear in time, the lizardman leader kicked out.
Originally, this kick was just a reaction in a panic situation, but what the leader didn't expect was that the undead was actually kicked out and fell to the ground, with bones all over the floor.
Eh?
Huh?!
This... undead doesn't seem to be as strong as I thought.
As soon as he kicked it down, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic. He didn't expect that the undead that was so terrifying in the legend was actually so weak. Sure enough, the rumors were all lies!
"Dududu——"
"Attack, don't be afraid, they are very weak!"
While blowing the bone whistle continuously, the leader shouted loudly, asking his men not to retreat and to confront such a weak opponent head-on. If they retreated, they would not be able to raise their heads even if they went back.
After his reminder, the other lizardmen also reacted. The bones in front of them seemed to be no big deal and could be easily resisted. Moreover, their attacks were very monotonous. They just scratched with their claws. No matter what, it was done!
The lizard people got excited, using their speed to avoid the attacks of the skeletal undead, and kicking them when they felt cold. They found that to fight these undead, it was better to use spears and guns than to move their feet.
Even if the spear is thrust out, it will not hurt or itch the undead, who have no sense of pain. They will still grab them with their claws, but they can kick these skeletons to pieces.
Seeing that the undead were so easy to deal with, the fear of the lizardman bandits disappeared. Instead, they regarded fighting the undead as a game, and they fought heartily and happily.
However, they ignored the numbers. More and more undead were surrounding them, and the leader also noticed another detail, a detail that made him fear again, that is, the undead really will not die!
The undead that were kicked apart will soon reunite. The skeleton stands up, picks up the skull and presses it on the neck bone. When it's done, there is another intact undead that is alive and kicking.
No matter how many times he kicks the undead to pieces, those guys will always stand up!
Oops, something bad is going on. Although the undead are not strong, if they continue to be consumed like this, they will eventually be exhausted and will be surrounded and killed by the undead!