The little lich at the end of the line suddenly became excited.

It's finally time for your show!

Immediately afterward, a team of ordinary undead sent the strange-shaped machinery up.

"These are the works of Hesved, I call them exoskeletons, and they are enough to make you stronger again!" Nishizawa smiled, "Little one, introduce them to them." ”

The little lich suddenly stood up excitedly and said loudly, "These are the mechanical systems that I developed under the guidance of the Supreme Lord based on the technology of the Machine King's Court. ”

"They can greatly increase their strength and speed, and it is not surprising that wearing them will increase their current level by an average of about 5 levels, and of course this increase will decrease as the class rises. ”

"For example, if a boss class undead wears it, it may be able to compete with a leader class undead, but it doesn't have that much effect on the leader or even a higher class of the undead. ”

Hasved explained a little nervously, and then found himself a little verbose, his soul fire beating uneasily, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Nishizawa encouraged, "Don't be nervous, just give it a demonstration." ”

The little lich nodded suddenly, and gave Nishizawa a grateful look.

The Supreme Lord was kind to me and relieved me at a critical moment.

"Lord Celia, could you please put on an exoskeleton and demonstrate?" he looked around and saw that everyone was a little fierce, and it was better to have a soft appearance of the Deep Dark Princess.

"Absolutely. The girl had long wanted to try what it was like to wear an exoskeleton, and she immediately rushed up and put on her own exoskeleton.

"Once you're wearing it, connect the device to the soul fire. The little lich reminded.

"It's a bit dangerous to be connected to the soul fire, isn't it?" Oliver touched his unprotected soul fire.

"I think so too......" Lance was equally surprised.

"Let's just watch, the Supreme Lord will not be untargeted. Laurent said calmly.

Celia moved her fingers slightly, and then immediately noticed that the machinery on her body also moved immediately, and exerted far more force than her fingers.

Her strength only squirmed slightly, and after being mechanically amplified, it soared directly to the level where a finger popped out of her brain.

"It's kind of interesting. The girl said excitedly.

Nishizawa smiled, "Bring things up." ”

Another group of undead brought up the sandbags that had been prepared long ago.

This is a piece of Hell Rock, which was added to the Great Arena built during the time of Daddy Dead, and has been piled up in the warehouse.

It's a great choice for sandbags.

"Let's see how much of its power has increased. Nishizawa said indifferently.

The Dark Princess nodded, took a deep breath, and slammed her fist down.

Bang——!

There was a dull slapping sound on the surface of Hell Rock.

A clear white mark immediately appeared on its surface, and if you looked closely, you could see that the place where Celia had been smashed was visibly dented.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned for a moment.

This is Hell Rock, a Hellrock that is so hard that it is boundless.

It is absolutely impossible for a lord class to leave traces on it, but after wearing an exoskeleton, it can really be beaten to the bottom!

Isn't this a direct proof of the power of exoskeletons?

For a moment, everyone in the throne couldn't help but focus on the little lich.

This little guy can actually make such a good thing?

Being watched by so many people at the same time, Hasvid looked a little flustered.

But he still forcibly calmed down, his soul tensed, and he exuded a hint of pride.

Nishizawa was also very satisfied with the reaction of his entourage, he lightly buckled the armrest, and said indifferently, "Everyone has seen the effect of the exoskeleton machine, right? ”

Everyone suddenly realized.

Why did the Supreme Adults suddenly ask each of them to submit their height, three measurements, shoulder width, leg length and other data, it turned out to be a tailor-made exoskeleton!

And the agents of the leader class are more eager to win the credit in the next battle.

Seeing that many people were secretly determined by this exoskeleton machine, Nishizawa nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, the morale of tomorrow's final battle against the Red Claw tribe has been raised.

......

Red Claw Tribe.

It was another ordinary day for the Redpaw Patriarch.

On his desk were several pieces of information from spies from all over the Swamp.

Whitetail, Bluescale, and Blackfin have banded together to wage war against Blueeye, and the reason for the war seems to be the so-called Evolutionary Deposit.

The Red Claw Patriarch drew an understatement on this information with a "read", indicating that he had seen it.

Evolutionary Deposits?

Those things are a drop in the bucket compared to the giant shell dragon, and they are a world of difference.

It would be foolish and naïve for those four shallow tribes to think that they could quickly surpass Redclaw with Evolution Ore alone.

The strength of the Red Claw tribe has long since swelled to a level that they can't match at all.

The reason why it has been holding on is just for the sublimation of the life level of the giant shell dragon.

Having said that, the matter of the male giant shell dragon always wanting a mate really has to be resolved, otherwise it will be annoying to be in heat and roar there every day.

The Redpaw Patriarch picked up another piece of information.

Several small tribes affiliated with the White Tail are suspected to be unexpected, and they may have joined forces to rebel against the White Tail.

He glanced at the date, the information from seven days ago.

The white tail is really a shame for the big tribes, and even a few small tribes can't solve it well.

The Redclaw Tribe, as usual, developed contempt for the Whitetail Tribe.

However, a few small tribes can't make any big waves.

I guess I guess I have now been put down by the Whitetail Tribe, right?

Those who are inferior try to challenge the authority of those who are superior will surely die.

The Redpaw Patriarch's gaze returned to the last piece of information.

This piece of information is stamped with a harsh red.

This color represents urgency within the Red Claw tribe.

"Are all the soldiers of the Ryan Kingdom running to the northern edge of the Swamp?" he said with a frown.

Since their inception, the Redclaw Tribe has been exploring the north.

They had discovered a kingdom formed by humans early, but instead of alarming the kingdom of Lane of humanity, they avoided their exploration party and returned to the Swamp.

Because the Red Claw patriarchs of the past generations have been well aware of the horrors of human beings.

Humans alone may be weak, but formed human legions are exceptionally powerful.

What is especially terrifying is that they are born with high intelligence, and their ability to reproduce is not bad, and they can produce many people.

Although in the long-term evolution of the giant shell dragon, he has been promoted to the lord class, and there are seven or eight leaders in the clan.

But this is still not enough to compete with a strong human kingdom.

Originally, the red-claw patriarch thought that he could develop steadily until he had the strength to compete with this Ryan kingdom and then show up and negotiate.

As a result, the nobleman near the Swamp on the edge of the Ryan Kingdom now seems to be a fool eager to expand his territory, and has sent a patrol to explore the nearby terrain early.

At this rate, they may soon discover the Everglades and discover the fish-man race here.

With human greed, they are likely to capture and sell the fish-people as slaves.

This is the last thing the Redpaw Patriarch wants.

"I can only hope that the giant shell dragon will improve its life level as soon as possible. He looked in the direction of the male dragon in heat and sighed.

"Report!Patriarch, a large number of people have been found approaching on the outskirts of the territory!" a red-clawed soldier suddenly rushed in, eagerly.

"People from the Ryan Kingdom?" the Red Claw Patriarch tightened in his heart.

"No, it's from a small tribe......" The Redclaw soldier was a little embarrassed.

The Red Claw Patriarch was stunned for a moment, and sneered, "What are you anxious about a group of inferior people from a small tribe? I guess they're here to ask for food, drive them all out, and kill them directly if they don't listen to persuasion." ”

After saying that, he continued to bury his head in the business of dealing with official business.

"What's the matter?" he said impatiently, seeing that the soldier had not left.

"Except for people from small tribes...... And ......" the soldier said with some difficulty.

"What's more, say it in one breath!" said the Redpaw Patriarch with a frown.

"And cavemen, and the undead!" the red-clawed soldier looked up, a hint of panic on his face that could not be concealed.

"Undead?!" the Redclaw Patriarch smacked to his feet, "How did those ghosts end up here?!"

The red-clawed soldier cried and said, "I don't know, patriarch, you better go out with me to have a look, there are a lot of those undead!"

The patriarch's heart tugged at once.

Could it be that the undead of the Land of the Dead have invaded this world in large numbers?

It shouldn't be.

I've only heard that the demons of hell and the demons of the abyss will invade, and I haven't heard that the undead of the land of the dead will also invade?

As a patriarch who has accepted the inheritance, he still knows a lot of these secrets.

And when he walked out of the patriarch's residence and came to the wall, the arrogant red-claw patriarch was directly stunned.

The black pressure under the walls is all undead!

Skeletons, zombies, ghosts!

And behind the undead there are thousands of cavemen, and behind those cavemen is a small group of fishmen, about three hundred.

The red-claw patriarch looked confused, let alone him, the soldiers on the wall were all petrified.

How can the undead get along well with cavemen and fishmen?

It's not scientific!

Aren't these guys the most keen on flesh and blood?

"Pass the order, the whole clan is in a state of war, our enemy is coming!" the red-claw patriarch took a deep breath and immediately gave orders.

Nishizawa stood on the hill, overlooking the corps of the Great Tomb, and infinite magnificence rose in his chest.

Sea of the Dead!

This may be the lifelong dream of every necromancer.

But he did it easily.

"Lord Supreme, how are you going to attack next?" the little girl was rubbing her hands beside her, and she looked like she was taking the lead.

Nishizawa smiled, "It's not too late to test what the Redpaw will do in response first. ”

"You don't want to go up yet, Barrett will go up before you go," he paused, "I'm worried that the other party has the ability to directly inflict heavy damage or even kill the lord class." ”

Celia's heart warmed, but she still pouted, "Okay, then I'll wait a little longer." ”

Sure enough, the next moment, a huge stone flew out from within the walls of the Redclaw tribe and smashed into the middle of the undead.

Ordinary undead were completely powerless in the face of this huge kinetic energy, and they instantly became a place of powder and rotten meat.

At the same time, more stones were ejected and fell into the undead position.

The red-claw patriarch stood on the wall and saw this scene, and his heart was slightly settled.

Fortunately, the power of the catapult is quite enough, and the level of these undead is not high, so they can kill a large number of them in seconds.

Nishizawa, on the other hand, was a little painful to let those ordinary undead retreat.

For the soldiers under his command, he is still unwilling to consume too much, even if it is just some little skeleton and little zombie with no intelligence.

"Just take out the bomb, and let Barrett throw the big guy in as well. Nishizawa picked up the communicator and commanded.

"Yes!" Laurent's voice came over the communicator.

The Archmage of Bones is now being protected in the middle by the core operators of the Great Tomb, and he immediately gives orders after receiving orders from the Supreme Lord.

The trained undead grenadiers pulled out the bombs in their pockets.

They are all undead of the boss class, and they have been trained for a long time by throwing live ammunition, and now is the time for them to play.

"Ready, throw!" Laurent shouted, announcing the start of the attack.

A thousand grenadiers divided into five batches and threw a thousand bombs into the walls.

The vast majority of the Red Catchers didn't even realize what these bombs were, and some of the brave ones even picked them up to take a look.

Then there was a series of explosions!

Bang bang bang!

Mixed between the explosions were the wails and screams of the Redclaws!

When Fenjie heard this, his whole body trembled—it was excitement, excitement.

These self-proclaimed superior creatures will finally show their ugliness and die under the new weapons of the Great Tomb!

A thousand bombs directly blew up the Redclaw tribe, but under the leadership of the Redclaw Patriarch, they didn't show much decline.

"Retreat, garrison up!" roared the Redpaw Chief.

His voice seemed to be a reassuring pill for the red catcher, and a hundred guards who had reached the average level of the leader level 9 immediately rushed forward.

They were also afraid of the little balls, but as long as the patriarch was around, they wouldn't back down.

A bunch of ordinary undead, a bunch of cavemen, and a few inferior fishmen, what's the point?

We, the Redclaw Tribe, want to unify the Swamp and rebuild the glory of the Fish-Man Empire!

The arrogance of the Redclaws makes them feel like they can do anything.

Laurent just smiled when he saw the Redclaw guards rushing up and guarding the gate.

"Barrett, it's your turn. He understated.

Barrett, who had been lying on the ground, jerked over and stood up.

The body of more than eight meters tall suddenly stunned the guards on the wall.

Don't talk about them, the Red Claw Clan Elders are all stunned.

Hold the grass?

What's going on?!

Barrett reached to his waist with both hands, pulled out two oversized bombs, and threw them into the Redclaw tribe.

There were more than a dozen bombs around his waist, each of which was several laps larger than a normal person's head.

Normally, the undead can't be thrown, and only natural monsters like Celia and Barrett can throw them in.

Through Barrett's powerful arm, these dozen or so extra-large bombs smashed into the Redclaw Tribe like divine soldiers!