In the end, the emperor still had to announce the abandonment of the frontline outposts, there were too many undead creatures, and no matter how hard they tried, there was no way to eliminate each other. That feeling of despair is not immune to even the Big Seven. The emperor even wondered more than once if his old eyes were dizzy, otherwise why they had killed for so long, and the number of zombies on the opposite side had not decreased at all. If it weren't for the occasional burst of fireballs and the "Dispel the Undead" released by the young man that could give the Emperor a little psychological comfort, then I'm afraid he would have collapsed at this point.

"The other party must be a guy with a lot of experience."

Sitting in the car, the emperor crossed his arms, stared ahead, and said in a cold voice. What chilled him the most was not how strong the combat power of those undead creatures was (although it was indeed quite strong), but the actions of those undead creatures. They were nothing like the kind of zombies the Emperor knew, who pretended to be dead fish in the wasteland. As long as those zombies see life, they will pounce like piranhas, recklessly. But these zombies are acting in unison, they seem to have some kind of wisdom (which is of course impossible), the emperor clearly sees the coercion brought by these zombies, their cruel and ruthless way of acting, not as chaotic as ordinary zombies at all, but with a strange order.

They don't pass through killing, but through pressure. They seemed to move forward, showing the unbreakable and irresistible will of an undead army to the emperor. And it was this feeling that forced the emperor to choose to retreat, because he found that a large part of his soldiers were almost crumbling.

Death is not terrible, but irresistible death is not acceptable to everyone.

"What should we do?"

The butcher stopped talking, and he lit a cigarette and looked out into the dim field ahead. He felt extremely tired at the moment, as one of the Big Seven, the butcher was also a powerful person, he had not closed his eyes for seven days and seven nights, and had been fighting the enemy. And the enemies who died at his hands were innumerable, and the butcher didn't blink an eye at that time. But now, for the first time, he felt that the muscles that had been tense in his body had become so relaxed, that fear and powerlessness had seized his soul, and he was not afraid of fighting, not afraid of death. But watching the enemy who was defeated by himself stand up again and again, tirelessly, without pain, not even the slightest feeling, and looking at the same enemies on all sides, this feeling alone is enough to make the butcher feel a strong pressure.

“……… Immediate notification of District 9 and full alert. Also, mobilize everyone, gather all the mages who can 'dispel the undead' or have other spells that can destroy the undead, and get all the weapons and ammunition ready, and we have to build a line of defense between the Uneasy Outpost and the White Hart Fortress, and we must stop these damn zombie invasions......... Also, evacuate all the inhabitants along the route, whether they want to or not, and shoot those who dare to resist on the spot, and then burn the bodies. I don't want to see this damn army grow again......... By the way, there are also those that send fireballs, ice storms......... All in all, I want all the mages to be on standby!! ”

"Yes!"

On the orders of the emperor, the entire ninth district was mobilized at once. Fortunately, due to the previous air strikes, District 9 is now in a state of emergency combat readiness. Therefore, the emperor's order was also carried out at the first time, and not only that, but the emperor also received a surprise.

"How many people can 'dispel the undead'?"

Looking at the intelligence information presented by the adjutant, the old man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked at the adjutant in front of him.

"Why has no one ever told me?"

"It's simple, Your Majesty ......... Emperor"

In the face of the old man's inquiry, the adjutant smiled helplessly.

"Because although many people know this spell, the problem is that it has no effect........."

That's right.

Hearing the adjutant's answer, the old man nodded thoughtfully. The spell "Dispel the Undead" seems to be specifically designed to target undead creatures, such as zombies. And after so many years of development in the ninth district, basically the zombies in the territory have already been dealt with, and this spell has no effect on other things, even if most people learn it, they will probably put it aside if it is useless.

But.........

"Why can't I learn?"

Frowning, the emperor was also a little distressed. This spell was so useful, it would be even better if he learned it. But for some reason, many mages who had only mastered the lowest level of spells had learned it, but the Emperor couldn't touch the side of this "dispel the undead" at all.

Why is that?

Forget it, now is not the time to think about it.

"Are you ready?"

The Emperor looked up again, and glanced apprehensively at the wilderness in the darkness, wondering if it was because the searchlights on the city walls were so bright that he felt that the wilderness in the distance was extremely dark. Looking up, the emperor even had the feeling that the whole world seemed to be wrapped in darkness, and only he was struggling to resist.

Let's hope it's just a delusion.

"The enemy is coming!!"

However, before the emperor could recover from his sentimentality, suddenly, a scream suddenly sounded, and the frightened old man almost had a heart attack. He hurriedly rushed up to the fortress wall with a few arrows, and looked into the distance with wide eyes, and sure enough, in the darkness, the old man saw a little scarlet light.........

"Set off flares! All mages prepare! The fireteam set me up!! ”

Looking at the red point of light, the emperor couldn't help but tremble, and once again recalled the previous scene. Then he hurriedly gave the order loudly, clenching the scepter in his hand.

The inhabitants of the wasteland are always the most experienced and fastest in this regard. Soon, one by one, the flamethrowers were set up on the side of the city wall, and many incendiary bombs and grenades were placed next to them. This is also the experience that the Emperor and others have summed up after fighting the undead army, before they were too fixed-minded, coupled with the attack in the middle of the night, and the lack of light, which led to the fall of the outpost......... Well, that's all nonsense.

"Is it really okay? Emperor? ”

Standing beside the old man, the queen frowned.

"The sailors were on their way, and the others ............... Shall we prepare again.........

"Let's take a look first."

The emperor is not a fool, he knows very well that what he encountered before is not the true strength of this undead army, he saw that behind the zombies all over the mountain, there are monsters as huge as a mountain of meat. There are also huge giants whose bones are exposed all over their bodies, and flesh monsters that do not appear in even the most evil dreams. These things didn't appear at all during the previous battle, they were just quiet in the rear, as if in the background.

But the old man knew that they were definitely not the background.

"Bang ———!"

With a burst of sound, the flare was shot into the sky, and immediately after, a dazzling white light emerged from the sky, illuminating the pitch-black ground. And looking at this scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but gasp——— only to see that under the pale light, the black pressed dead walked forward, they were silent, just walking forward step by step.

It was like an army, not at all like the wild dogs that galloped in the memories of the inhabitants of the wasteland.

Rather, it was a massacre, a terrible army that brought death.

In front of them, no living creature can survive.

"Whew......... Ha ..............."

Holding on to the wall, the old emperor took a deep breath, he had a premonition, an ominous premonition, after the cataclysm, he had encountered countless dangers, but the emperor had not once felt the fear as clearly as today.

He's going to die!

He's going to die!

"Huhuhuhuhu..............."

And at this moment, in the night sky behind the undead army, a petite figure was levitating there, with a cold smile, staring at the brightly lit outpost in the distance.

"The human resistance is still so fragile and vulnerable......... Let me, then, taste your despair! ”