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Chapter 171: Suicide in front of this seat?

On the sturdy and towering magic city wall, black light flashed, and professionals lined up in front, holding weapons engraved with magic patterns, and fired at the Bone Army in the distance.

Behind them, there were missiles piercing the sky one after another, carrying out continuous bombing.

But for the endless army of undead, such a blockade is just a drop in the bucket.

Especially after the four epic-level bone dragon knight legions activated their military souls, they couldn't even make a splash.

The strength of both sides is not at the same level.

Pre-apocalyptic ordnance products, without counting strategic ordnance, relying solely on tactical ordnance, can only block epic-level extraordinary units.

As for the area further up, it is not an area they can touch.

Fantasy-level extraordinary units, military soul system, mythical system...

For human forces that have not yet grown up, it is a nightmare.

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"It's so lively."

In the antique attic, Concubine Ouyang, who was sitting by the window, casually withdrew her gaze, stretched slightly, and stretched her slender and plump body, revealing her graceful and moving curves.

"The times are calling..."

Yun Qingxuan played with the white jade beads in his hand and said something in an ethereal tone.

They are all princesses of the Phoenix clan, and their insight into destiny and luck is far better than that of ordinary mythical beasts.

So they also knew very well that the world tonight would be dyed red with blood.

Weak creatures will turn into dust in the sea of ​​blood, but at the same time, there will also be some brilliant geniuses who will shine in this catastrophe.

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"Dongdongdong."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door. Wan Nianxin sat on the bed, raised her head and said, "Come in."

The door opened in response, and Mu Wanyou, wearing a pure white suspender nightgown, came into her sight.

The girl seemed to have just taken a shower, and her black hair was still a little moist, but she didn't notice it at all. She casually opened Wan Nianxin's quilt and wrapped her body in it.

Wan Nianxin was used to it, so she brought her a cushion from the side and asked, "What's wrong?"

After Mu Wanyou found a comfortable position and sat down, she got straight to the point and stated her purpose.

"Today, all the goods that Tingnan and the others went out to collect were handed over to Mr. Mo, so I can't judge the strength of that group of undead. Can you analyze it for me?"

Wan Nian was delighted and recalled the specific data carefully. After a while, he said calmly: "There are two mythical extraordinary units. I don't know their strength. After all, I can't use Senior Ning as a reference..."

Mu Wanyou's mouth twitched, knowing that Wan Nianxin was telling the truth.

The two mythical undead were probably killed by Ning Qinghan's divine thunder, but this does not mean that they are weak.

Mu Wanyou was convinced that even the group of Behemoth beasts that came to attack the city together would be nothing more than a divine thunder...

Wan Nianxin continued: "As for the others, there are almost 2,000 fantasy first-level death lords, and there are more than 10,000 epic first-level death lords. Going down, there are about 200,000 rare first-level death lords.

I won’t mention zombies below rare level.”

Mu Wanyou nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Wan Nianxin did not disturb her, but took out a small bag of snacks and ate them in small bites.

After a while, Mu Wanyou spoke in a serious tone.

"Dingshui Island used to have a permanent population of more than two million. Now 90% of them have become undead, and more than two-thirds of the remaining 10% have died from various disasters. This is only Dingshui Island.

Where else?"

Wan Nianxin understood what Mu Wanyou wanted to say.

The undead are no longer dormant, they crawled out of the land and began to attack the creatures on the earth.

It was because of Mr. Mo's presence on Dingshui Island that Senior Ning was there to eliminate the group of eager undead from the territory, but it was different elsewhere.

Suppose there is a city with a permanent population of one million before the end of the world begins.

After the end of the world begins, 900,000 of them will become undead.

Of the remaining 100,000 humans, after being beaten by wind and rain, and hunted by extraordinary units, there were only a little over 30,000 left in the end.

Then these more than 30,000 humans have to face the undead army that has been dormant for a period of time and developed.

After more than two weeks of growth, the nine hundred thousand undead will give birth to a mythical extraordinary unit that ignites the divine fire, a thousand fantasy first-level death monarchs, five thousand epic first-level death lords, and one hundred thousand rare first-level units.

The leader of death who is waiting...

If this is a game, then the difficulty of this game is absolutely devastating to the human race.

Sijiu City, Shenjiang City, Mountain City, Shu City...

These important cities in the Yan Kingdom of Great Xia are very likely to be directly ruled by the undead tribe.

Mu Wanyou's eyes were indifferent and she said in a cold tone: "The strength of the undead clan is too high."

Wan Nianxin glanced at her and said calmly: "The big trees attract the wind. This world is not just about the undead and humans."

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The Yan Kingdom of Daxia, Shu City, and the former site of Baifeng Mountain.

The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, the fire burned into the sky, and the endless red light exuded a scorching breath, surging.

Before the end of the world, this place was a well-known scenic spot with misty clouds and beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there was an endless stream of tourists every year.

But it's different now.

There are no mountains, and there are no birds singing and flowers fragrant.

Some are just a sea of ​​magma that can't be seen at a glance.

Vast energy flowed in the red slurry, and the astonishing fire light shot straight into the sky, dyeing the night into day.

In such an environment, not to mention zombies, even the messenger of death who lit the divine fire would not dare to approach.

However, for extraordinary units with fire attributes, this place is paradise.

"Shua——!"

High in the sky, a giant dragon whose body was made of charcoal descended onto the magma sea.

It spread its wings, raised its dragon head, and looked into the distance with its red eyes without blinking.

Soon, a magnificent picture came into its sight.

It was a towering ancient tree that was all golden and red.

It is rooted in the magma sea, supports the sun, moon and stars, and exudes immortal brilliance.

On top of this ancient tree, there is a grand palace, looming in the firelight.

The giant dragon had not seen this kind of ancient tree in the records of the tribe, but it might as well be shocked by this mysterious sight.

But it didn't dare to get close, because it had already sensed that there were many powerful beings in that mighty palace.

It is far from being something that a small-time fantasy player can covet.

However, underneath this ancient tree, there may be an opportunity to help it ignite the divine fire.

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Daxia Yanguo, Yunchun City, Panlong Valley.

Under the night sky, poisonous mist lingered.

The mountains are full of snakes and insects inhabiting the vegetation and rocks, exuding energy all around.

They are all extraordinary units!

"careful……"

An army of undead stood outside the valley. The leading general raised his hand and stopped the direction of the entire army.

In its pale skull, the fire of the soul could not help but tremble.

"The entire army retreats..."

After taking a deep look at the valley, it suddenly turned the direction of the skeleton war horse and ran towards the direction it came from without looking back.

"General?"

A deputy general came to his side, a little puzzled.

They are one of the highest levels of combat power in the Death Legion.

Fantasy first class army.

Is it appropriate to have a strength comparable to that of a mythical warrior and just run away like this?

"There are many guys inside who are on the road to becoming gods. Go back and report to your lord that this city is about to be abandoned..."


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