Before the battle to defend the city began, it entered hand-to-hand combat. One by one, the blue www.biquge.info-purple, rotting orcs climbed up, roared, and pounced on them without fear of death.

The Blackstone Orcs were among the higher of the middle tribes, and they chanted incantations silently, and they had an extra layer of rock armor on their bodies, making them look like rock giants. With a wave of his stone arm, he blasted zombies one after another, and his brains were scattered.

In an instant, countless zombies were killed, and the black stone orcs did not suffer much damage because of the protection of the rock armor.

The old man was even more fierce than many young orcs imagined, holding a stone mace, as if playing baseball, and knocking zombies out one by one.

"The old man is so strong!" From time to time, such exclamations were uttered among the Blackstone orcs.

The zombies still rushed forward without fear of death, black and purple blood spurted out, and the entire city wall was covered with slimy blood, extremely disgusting.

Naturally, no one cared about this now, and suddenly a black stone orc slipped and fell to the ground by the blood on the ground. In an instant, several zombies pounced, and in just a few seconds, the black stone orcs were gnawed into a blur of flesh and blood, and their brains were exposed.

The Blackstone Orcs gasped and couldn't help but work harder, they didn't want to become food for the zombies.

Although the zombie attacks are endless, the blackstone orcs are not good at stubble, and only thirty or forty people have died so far.

The old man was the main force in this siege battle, wielding the mace in his hand and carrying a string of afterimages, "Give me death to you monsters!" ”

The general smiled slightly, and with a stone hammer, a zombie fell off the city wall. In fact, many people don't know that the first warrior of the Blackstone tribe except for the chief is the old man's apprentice, and even the chief personally admits that he is not the old man's opponent.

"The little cubs cheer me up, do you see the old man? You are all young and strong, and you can't even compare to an old man! The general shouted.

When the orcs heard this, they worked harder and harder, and launched a small counterattack. The zombies on the city wall are rapidly decreasing, and the battle situation is developing in a good direction.

Gollum -

The head of a zombie rolled over to the old man, and he didn't care at all. It was the head of a kobold, half of his face missing, revealing his bones. Gollum's eyes rolled, telling others that he wasn't dead at all.

After all, the old man is old, and his health is not as good as before. The high-intensity battle, his body was a little unbearable. Looking around, the battlefield was under control, and there were fewer and fewer zombies on the city walls.

He was going to retreat and rest.

With a "click", the old man's face changed, and a rotten head bit his foot and neck. The old man is also a man, and without saying a word, the mace swept away, and the zombie's head turned into meat sauce.

The old man tore off a strip of cloth, wrapped the wound around it, stepped back, and leaned on the catapult.

"What the hell are these monsters, only one head is left and they are not dead, is it really the little fat man who said that he is alive and dead?" The old man fished out a stack of dry turf from his bosom, took out one of them, wrapped the tobacco to form a simple cigarette roll, lit a fire with flint, and spat out the smoke ring from his mouth.

"It's old, old. The body is not used, alas! I ・・・・・・"

The old man's body stiffened, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

At the same time, the corpse of the black stone orc, who had fallen to the ground before he could put it away, opened his eyes strangely, jumped up violently, and pounced on his former companion beside him. The blackstone orc looked at his companion and hesitated not to make a move, this hesitation made him directly bite by the zombie blackstone orc.

A few seconds later, the zombie blackstone orcs had a few more companions. They joined forces with the zombies who kept climbing up from under the city walls and defeated the Blackstone Orcs one after another.

The blackstone orcs obviously didn't react, obviously they were their good partners, how could they suddenly do something to themselves. They couldn't help but become timid, and under the attack of the zombie army, one by one the blackstone orcs fell, and then stood up and attacked their companions mercilessly.

The general kept attacking, and the zombies fell in pieces, but he alone couldn't save the eroded battle situation, so he could only keep retreating.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the old man sitting on the catapult with his head down, walked over, and said anxiously while swinging the stone hammer: "Master, what should I do?" There are so many monsters that we can't stop them! Master! I'm ・・・・・・! ・・・・・”

The old man jumped up and bit the general's neck, and the general spit out a few words in pain, "It turns out that the master was also bitten by zombies・・・・・"

Ten seconds later, the zombies had another powerful companion.

In fact, in the entire Heavens and Worlds, only Brigitte's zombies have this amazing contagion, capable of creating a large number of companions. Although necromancers and black-robed priests have been able to awaken the undead, and many of the undead can awaken more undead, they are complete scum compared to the zombies under Brigitte's hands!

"General, what's wrong with you, old man!"

"Wake up! No! Yes! ”

The battle situation on the entire city wall is precarious.

The awkward spell of "kjkmuikjk・・・・・・" sounded, and Flender, the high priest of the Blackstone tribe, stretched out his hand, and an earthy yellow magic circle appeared on the city wall, and tall rock puppets walked out of it. Waving fists the size of a casserole, the zombies turn into meat sauce under their hands.

At the same time, fireballs, ice picks, and ground spikes shot out, and the zombies continued to fall, and the balance of victory once again tipped to the side of the orcs.

That's the orc shamans who struck.

The beast god that the orcs believe in is not the real beast god, but refers to their ancestors. The ancestor of the orc shaman's sacrifice, the high priest, is the leader of the orc shaman.

Shamans are not as powerful as mages and are not as powerful as priests who believe in gods, but they also have their own strengths and have many special abilities.

・・・・・・・

The zombie army is in the middle of the army, and it is pulled by a ground-backed dragon and five winter wolves.

Brigitte sat in a leather seat, her chin propped up with her hands, her face flushed as she looked at the things in front of her, her beautiful eyes full of anticipation, like looking at the mother of her newborn child.

In the rest of the carriage, twenty "eggs" were placed. It's not so much an egg as a cocoon. The meat cocoon is turquoise, and Brigitte blood is the same color. The green glow flashed as if it were breathing.

Brigitte occupies half of the orc kingdom, and nearly 10 million orcs have been transformed into zombies. And Brigitte only has three million zombies around her, where did the remaining seven million go?

Of course, it is impossible to die all, after all, Brigitte is attacking all inferior tribes. Their strength is not very strong, and some tribes don't even have an earth master (level 20~29).

In fact, these seven million zombies have become the nourishment of these twenty meat cocoons, and Brigitte cultivates them through her own blood.

That's seven million!

Finally, the sound of "click" continued to sound, and a pair of green onion white jade hands stretched out from the cocoon and opened the meat cocoon.

The naked girls came out of their cocoons, still stained with some mucus, and they were about fifteen or sixteen years old. The skin is fair and delicate, and the face is somewhat similar to Brigit's, delicate like a doll.

The girls who came out of the twenty meat cocoons were clearly divided into two categories. One has short light green hair that reaches the ears, smart eyes, lively and cute, and an average figure; The other type has long dark green hair, which covers most of the face, and the whole person looks a little melancholy, introverted and calm.

The girls have an extra set of clothes when they walk around, the short-haired girl is a T-shirt and hot pants, and the long-haired girl is a delicate long dress.

Brigitte smiled reassuringly and opened her arms, "Come, sweethearts, come to Mommy's arms!" ”

Ten short-haired girls jumped up and hugged Brigitte, shouting, "Mommy, Mommy! ”

The remaining ten long-haired girls looked much more mature, lifted their skirts, and performed a lady's courtesy, "Mother! ”

"Good, good!" Brigitte touched her daughters' heads and looked happy.

They are the pinnacle form that represents the development of zombies, unlike other zombies that have an insatiable appetite, and have the same thinking as humans, of course, because they are demons, they may be more crazy.

In terms of rank, it is a five-star soldier!

That is, the existence of a blood core worth 100,000 gold coins and 100,000 yuan!

The mother and daughter kept warm for a while, and only then did Brigitte realize that the zombies had not yet captured Black Rock City, and Xiumei wrinkled.

The girls were obviously good at reading words, and the short-haired girl said, "Leave it to us!" Mom! We must make those ugly beings feel truly happy! Make the world a better place! ”

The long-haired girl said, "Mother, just leave it to us as a small person, and we will definitely not insult the title of Mother's Netherworld Corpse Ancestor!" ”

Brigitte waved her hand, her eyes softened, as if she was looking at her daughter who had finally grown up, "Over to you, little sweetheart!" Come on, show mom how strong you are! ”

・・・・・・

On the walls of Blackstone City.

The High Priestess Flender frowned, although he was completely unhappy that he was unable to climb the city walls with the stone puppets left by his ancestors to block the monsters and prevent them from even climbing the city walls.

The Brilliant Continent does not have the superb puppet technology of the Future God Domain, and those stone puppets can hold on for an hour at most, and then they will run out of energy and become waste.

As a star-lord high priest, Flender has not seen zombies, and has even killed a lot, but he has never seen this kind of existence that can turn the other party into zombies through bodily fluids.

"Where the hell did these monsters come from?"

The shaman beside him complained.

"Fortunately, the High Priest is here, otherwise we would have been miserable!"

Flender shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Now, Cole, you take all the orcs in Blackstone City and leave immediately!" I'll break it off! ”

He doesn't think that the other party only has these small soldiers, even if the other party only has these irrational small soldiers, he will definitely not be able to hold on.

Cole was stunned and said, "Lord Sacrifice, is it necessary to retreat?" As long as we hold out for a while, they will retreat, and I have asked for help from the royal capital, and our reinforcements will soon arrive! ”

Flender said, "Cole, don't you understand? They ・・・・・・"

"I want to leave now, but it's too late!"

A voice as crisp as a brass bell rang.

The shamans turned their heads to look at them, their faces as pale as paper.

A young girl in a white shortshirt and shorts with a snow lotus pattern embroidered with turquoise silk thread floats in mid-air. In his hand, he held a giant axe of more than five meters, the giant axe was composed of white flesh and bones, and the heads of zombies could be seen on the bone blade. The whole axe exudes a palpitating aura.

The great axe has fallen!

Evil Tomahawk!

Boom -

A huge gap was directly torn open in the front wall, and dense zombies poured into the Black Rock City.

The reason why the Evil Tomahawk is so powerful is because it is composed of the lives of countless zombies, and it is not a weapon in the true sense of the word. Once used, the axe will disappear.

Flender lamented, "It's over, it's all over!" ”