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"Hal Musiosius! It makes me sick to see your face again!"

Florence's face turned cold, he pulled out the Holy Sword Projection Weapon, and swung the gorgeous long sword that emitted golden divine brilliance towards Hal without retreating, and the two collided directly, shaking the void within a radius of a hundred meters was faintly trembling, as if it was about to explode.

The invisible shock wave exploded in all directions starting from the location where the two collided, spreading to the battlefield below, instantly shattering thousands of soldiers on both sides to pieces, directly turning into a pool of rotten flesh and bones, and even the earth was bombarded by this wave of invisible impact and sunk into a shallow pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters.

It's just that this time, before the two of them have caused substantial results to the opponent in front of them, they have already caused extremely considerable damage to the entire battlefield.

Hal and Florence certainly noticed this too, but neither cared.

Florence had only a temporary relationship with the indigenous undead, and he would not feel sorry for the damage to the indigenous undead. On Hal's side, although those undead soldiers are now the children of the Dream Realm, these undead are too cheap, and their souls have all been controlled by another mysterious force, and there may be hidden dangers, so Hal will not care too much about using them as consumables.

The meaning of the existence of these low-level undead soldiers was originally just cannon fodder.

And those high-level undead elite powerhouses, the value is naturally relatively high, and it is a pity to lose them, but these high-level undead are not too weak, even if Hal and Florence collide back and forth on the battlefield, they can avoid it in advance, even if they are unlucky, as long as they are not involved in the core of the battle between the two, with their strength, it will not be a big problem.

So the high-level people here in the Dream Realm are very interested in this situation

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Finding the weaknesses and flaws in the enemy's position and launching a fierce attack, as a result, he constantly won a small advantage in the battle situation, and then used this small advantage to expand like a snowball.

The overall situation on the battlefield is obviously more favorable to the Dream Nation side. Less than five minutes into the battle, the army of the native undead began to retreat.

Of course, although the reason for this situation is due to the huge gap in the ability of the two sides to arrange troops, but in the same way, the role of these cutting-edge combat forces of Hal and them is also indispensable.

This time, Hal acted as the commander-in-chief of the whole army on the side of the Dream Nation in this operation, of course, this position is actually more in name, because the specific combat arrangements do not need to be Hal responsible at all, all of them are taken over by the brains, and his commander-in-chief is more symbolic. Even if there is an unexpected situation and the commander-in-chief is defeated or even killed by the enemy, the army on the side of the Dream Realm will definitely not be disrupted by this.

The role of the commander-in-chief is only used for them to be the icing on the cake and boost their morale. Even if it is messed up and the morale falls, the combat strength of the army will definitely not drop too much.

The combat power of the Fantasy Nation army does not depend on the 'morale' thing, even if the soldiers have no intention of fighting again, but as long as they are still a member of the "sub-machine network", the brains as the actual commander have the authority to force them to continue fighting.

Because there is no need for overall command, a top combat force like Hal only needs to give full play to his value and act as a 'sharp knife' on the battlefield to exert maximum blows to the enemy.

Some lord-level undead and high-level undead powerhouses forcibly subdued from the indigenous undead in the Dream Realm were also sent to the battlefield by the brains at this time, and they were able to wreak havoc in the enemy's military formation with their own super combat power of one enemy and ten thousand, causing the maximum lethal effect to the enemy.

Of course, the indigenous undead will not let these 'enemy generals' show off their might on the battlefield, so they also send high-end combat power, but in this regard, the wise brains will often preliminarily analyze the strength data of the enemy's high-end combat power for the first time, and then adjust the tactics to make arrangements.

The tactical arrangement of the wise brains is to use the same principle as 'Tian Ji Horse Racing', and try to create a situation where the upper-level powerhouses on their side can take advantage of the duel with the enemy's powerhouses by appropriately changing opponents.

Of course, the high-level of the army on the side of the indigenous undead also sensed the targeting of the brains, and wanted to guard against it.

However, it is not easy.

On the side of the Dream Country, there are those who have extremely complete spatial teleportation technology and spatial innate abilities.

Originally, these spatial technologies and spatial abilities of the Dream Realm were somewhat weakened in the special environment of the undead plane, which is somewhat similar to the principle of 'not adapting to water and soil'.

However, after the White Spirit Slimes completed the adaptation and evolution of the power of the undead, the Brains optimized and adjusted their own space technology devices and space-related ability programs for the adaptability of the undead plane based on the large amount of experimental data provided by their own attempts.

Originally, this kind of optimization and adjustment work has been done by the intelligent brains, and their data power has been trying to analyze the various data conditions of the undead plane from the beginning, and the experimental data provided by the White Spirit Slimes has only greatly accelerated their optimization process.

With the support of space technology capabilities, the high-end powerhouses of the Dream Realm can shuttle freely on the battlefield, making the enemy's interception methods seem to be imaginary, and naturally they can only fall into passivity and gradually fall into disadvantage.

"Really...... I didn't expect that they were all the same undead army, but when it came to the other side, the strength of the army could be exerted to such an extent......"

Behind the native army of the undead, high in the sky shrouded in a faint gray mist-like cloud, Uther, the 'Lich King', stood in the void, his face somewhat gloomy looking down on the increasingly unfavorable battle situation on the ground below.

"It's the kind of 'soul brain' you said about it, isn't it? ”

Then, Uther laughed strangely, and raised his hand slightly, and its thin palm suddenly poked into the void beside it, and when it withdrew again, it had already pinched a flying insect the size of half a palm that had been frozen by ice crystals between its fingers.

Uther looked at the little insect that was sealed in ice crystals, and with a subtle expression, he popped it into a handful of ice chips and sprinkled it, and then pressed his eyebrows.

It could vaguely detect the insect that was sealed in the ice crystals, and theoretically should have fallen into a state where even its mind was frozen, and there was still a trace of mysterious power running on its body.

This trace of mysterious power is actually intangible and insubstantial in terms of perception, if it weren't for the fact that Uther had encountered a power of the same nature before and suffered a big loss because of it, and was extremely impressed by this inexplicable feeling, and even did some experimental research on it, it really wouldn't have been able to detect the existence of that trace of mysterious power on the little insect at this moment.

"Funny ......"

When Uther turned his head to look at the army of the undead under the command of the Dream Realm below, a trace of greed and jealousy appeared in its eyes.

As it expected, this self-proclaimed 'Dream Realm' of outsiders has a lot to do with the unknown forces in the 'forbidden land' that it knows.

If only you could get your hands on it...... The greed in Uther's heart intensified at the thought of this, but then it was quickly suppressed by it.

As a lich mage, with a desire to explore the power of the unknown, Uther is also a scholar who has studied the mysteries and mysteries, and it is natural for him to know that it is not appropriate to let this kind of greed adversely affect his thinking and judgment.

"Alright, my dear ally! I admit that these outsiders to the so-called 'Dream Country' are indeed a very troublesome group of fellows, since you already know about them, can you give me some help?"

Uther turned her head and looked into the void not far away, where a handsome young man in white light armor was also floating.

This person is naturally Florence Ishgar, the Holy Son of the Church of the Light.

Uther pointed to Hal and the others, who were using their space technology capabilities to harvest results everywhere on the battlefield: "Allies, if we continue to let those guys continue to make trouble like this, our army will not be able to hold on, and it will not be good for you and me." ”

"Yes. ”

Florence nodded slightly, raised his hand, and a strange crystal cup in the shape of a dodecahedron appeared in his hand.

Looking at the crystal cup that appeared in the human's hand, Uther's eyes couldn't help but flash a strange color, but it was quickly concealed by it.

Florence noticed the strangeness in Uther's gaze, but he didn't care. When the two parties first came into contact before, it was not a friendly and harmonious relationship, but a real fight.

Of course, Uther has suffered a lot at the hands of Florentine, after all, the strength of Florence, the Holy Son, can be compared to either Hal and Lily, and when facing Lily, it has to join forces with Vivien to not fall behind, and it is naturally similar when facing Florens.

And what made Uther suffer a lot was the credit of the Holy Grail projection in Florence's hand at the moment.

Therefore, Uther knew that it was powerful, and when he saw Florence take out the crystal cup again, it also looked forward to it, and at the same time unconsciously showed some disgust.

I saw Florence hold up the Holy Grail Projector slightly, and then, a brilliant golden light was dazzling, and it suddenly burst out with the Holy Grail Projector as the center, spreading to the surrounding area with the diffusion speed of light.

Sure enough, feeling the divine power of the Holy Light that spread out, Uther moved away from Florence quite uncomfortably. Although Florence did not list it as a target for the Holy Light at this moment, just being naturally illuminated by this light, Uther, as an undead seed, was still very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for its extraordinary strength, it might have been injured at such a close distance from the Holy Grail Projector.

The golden divine light that erupted from the Holy Grail projection instantly spread to the battlefield below, turning into thin golden lines visible to the naked eye, forming a magnificent grid, covering the entire battlefield space within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Then, the invisible power of the ban instantly descended on the battlefield as the golden wire grid took shape.

This immediately had a great impact on the soldiers and upper-level powerhouses of the Dream Nation camp, the most obvious being that the space technology capability was interfered with, although it was not completely ineffective, but the accuracy and fluency of the space technology ability in operation were greatly reduced compared to before.

However, the members of the Dream Realm did not show much panic because of this. Because, this scene was not actually unexpected by the brains.

"Cut, did you really come!"

Hal looked at the sky, following the direction of the brilliance of divine power, he immediately caught the figure of the initiator, and a touch of excitement and hideousness appeared on his face, and then took out a blade that seemed to be made of silver crystals and put it into the armed inner box of the spell armor, and then a faint layer of silver ripples appeared behind the spell armor on Hal's body, and easily repelled the forbidden power formed by the golden silk wire grid to his body.

Although there is still no way to fully restore the space technology ability, at least, his own power is no longer suppressed in the slightest.

"Hahahaha——! I've been waiting for you for a long time, Florence Ishga!!

Laughing like this, a pair of dragon-wing phantoms flowing with rainbow-like divine light suddenly opened up behind Hal, and then the whole person turned into an afterimage and pounced in the direction of Florence.