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"Don't ——!!! outsiders...... Death will not be the end, and what you do will bring down the legendary great Lord of the Dead, who will bring you the most terrible ...... of despair!"

After being struck directly into his body by Hal with a dragon claw, tearing the heart apart, the undead lord unleashed his final curse with a resentful look in his eyes.

"What a boring last word!"

Hal pulled out the dragon claw with a cold expression, and unceremoniously crushed the soul belonging to the undead lord in front of him that he had grabbed from the other party's chest, and then sneered.

"'Lord of the Dead'...... Hmph, that's just a legend, and it's not certain if it can really be born. ”

Condensed a spiritual fire with his hand, Hal directly waved his hand and threw the crimson flame onto the corpse left by the undead lord in front of him, and then activated the space jump system of the spell armor on his body again, and rushed to other positions on the battlefield.

In the same place, there was a soldier left behind, this sub-model soldier who seemed to have been transformed from the evil spirit seed floated silently in the air, staring at the corpse that was being burned by the spiritual fire left by Hal, his eyes flashing with a pale silver streamer of data, until it confirmed that the corpse was completely incinerated, and then turned away.

This kind of soldier who is responsible for monitoring the aftermath of the corpse is specially arranged by the wise brains. It's not uncommon for the undead to be an 'undead' species, but not dead after being killed, and then coming back to life, so be sure to collect the corpses after dealing with such enemies.

And the work of collecting the corpse and dealing with the aftermath will of course not be carried out by a high-level figure like Hal, so Zhi Brain arranged soldiers who are specifically responsible for dealing with these things.

Hal and they only need to kill the enemy, and they don't have to worry about trivial matters such as the aftermath, and their time is more precious than such trivial things.

Today's battlefield has entered the stage of full-scale battle, and the armies of both sides of the war have exchanged hands, although thanks to the perfect arrangement and command of the brain, the soldiers in the troops under the command of the Dream Nation can all reach the most suitable joint cooperation.

The coordination between the arms, as well as the monitoring of changes in the situation on the battlefield and the immediate deployment, arrangement and change of tactics, are the unique advantages of the army under the command of the Dream Nation. In comparison, although the quality of the individual soldiers on the side of the indigenous undead is not worse than that of the troops on the side of the Dream Country, in terms of the cooperation between the arms and the level of the arrangement, they can't catch up with the data brains who serve as battlefield commanders on the side of the Dream Country.

According to the situation on the battlefield, the wise brains can always control the actions of every soldier in the army at the first time, properly avoid the edge of the enemy army and find the weaknesses and flaws in the enemy's position to launch a fierce attack.

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.

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." ”

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"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.

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." ”