I saw that on the military computer screen with a few snowflakes flashing from time to time, the battle between the undead and the monsters had been completely reversed.

The army of the undead, which was already surrounded, had doubled in number in less than a minute, and it seemed to be even more than the sea of monsters that were being slaughtered...

"This... Impossible, how is it possible?!"

The other indigenous wizards on the side were also dumbfounded.

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On the skull of a bony kun.

After releasing the "natural disaster", Zhao Li sat back on the bone throne and beckoned the three farmers: "Come on, continue, don't win, only lose, play your cards and ask for points!"

From early morning to dusk, Zhao Li couldn't count how many undead servants died, but the army had shrunk by half - how many monsters died, he couldn't count, but compared to the undead servants, it would only be more and not less.

A "natural disaster" just now once again successfully drained all the magic power in Zhao Li's body, even so, Zhao Li could still feel that there were still a large number of demon corpses around him that had not been resurrected.

"Don't be afraid of casualties, hit hard!"

While playing the cards, Zhao Li gave an order to a few stick spirits in his mind - it is said that the stick spirits are also great in this war, most of the monsters who purely use brute force have no way to hurt them, and the monsters who are also spirits are not as strong as these stick spirits.

It must be mentioned here that after turning the entire 600,000 people in Kei City into undead minions, the strength of the six stick spirits has once again made a qualitative leap - on average, each stick spirit has absorbed the souls of 100,000 people...

Today's six stick spirits, the body no longer looks like a soul body, more like a texture carved out of ice and stone, each stick spirit is exuding a strong cold air towards the surroundings, and even just touching, some weaker monsters can be directly frozen into ice.

For example, Sylvanas, Zhao Li gave her this name purely out of spoof, but after absorbing the souls of 100,000 people, this "Banshee King" really has some strength in this name.

I saw Anna Sylvanas rush into the group of monsters, let out a terrible cry, and a visible sound mixed with a fierce cold air exploded in all directions, and the approaching monsters were torn apart and flesh under the sound.

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No matter how surprised the reincarnations and natives who watched the live broadcast in the rear, the battle continued, and the Undead Scourge Legion approached the Barren Waterfall Ancient Tomb step by step in Zhao Li's cards, although slowly, but with a firm pace.

On the contrary, the sea of monsters, which at first seemed boundless, now looks like nothing more than that.

The night fell, and the battle was as fierce as ever—on the one hand, because the vitality of both was quite tenacious, and on the other hand, whether it was the undead or the monsters, they were always good at night battles...

From the night fight to the rising sun, Zhao Li got up again to make up for a "natural disaster".

At this time, the situation can already be clearly discerned.

Although the overall number of the undead army has decreased compared to the initial attack on the Wastefall Ancient Tomb, it seems that the gap has not changed much - even if the undead minions in it have already exchanged blood several times, there are not many human undead minions left.

But as an opponent, the monster sea is quite intuitive.

Although the remaining monsters are still numerous, compared to the army of the undead, that is, between the two of them, and considering that the army of the undead only has a weakness in the head, the combat effectiveness is still stronger than the undead, and the monsters can no longer stop the progress of the undead.

And just like that, the battle continues...

The three farmers don't know how long they've been playing, they're so tired that their eyes are red – but they don't dare to say "tired" under the threat of death, and worst of all, they can only lose but not win.

"Alright, you can rest for a while. ”

When Zhao Li dropped the cards and said that he would not play, the three farmers fell asleep directly under the table.

Zhao Li stood up and stared at a mountain path that winded upwards in front of him, and looked up at a rather majestic mountain.

Although the battle has not stopped, his undead minions have already carved a bloody path and sent him to the entrance of the "Wasted Waterfall Ancient Tomb".

"Keep fighting, I'll go up alone. ”

Zhao Li gave an order to the army of the undead, just standing in front of this path leading to the "Desolate Waterfall Ancient Tomb", he could feel the slightest coolness and an inexplicable sense of coercion coming from the front - whether this was from those ghost knights, or from the power of the "Golden Dragon Claw", Zhao Li didn't know.

Perhaps it was this force that was too oppressive, and although there were countless monsters gathered nearby, none of them dared to go up the mountain.

"But it doesn't matter..."

Zhao Li carried a big silver stick, jumped off the skull of Gu Kun, and walked towards the "Wasted Waterfall Ancient Tomb".

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"Can't see the situation of the "Deserted Waterfall Ancient Tomb"?"

The tough guy military captain asked, pointing to a large snowflake in the center of the military laptop screen.

"The magical interference in this location is so strong that the drone can't shoot anything. ”

The agent said helplessly, this drone can shoot the battlefield at the most extreme flight altitude without crashing, which is already very powerful, as for the "Desolate Waterfall Ancient Tomb" with the strongest magical magnetic field, there is no way to see the situation at all.

In other words, from the moment Zhao Li stepped into the peak where the ancient tomb of the Desolate Waterfall was located, the Viper team lost their surveillance of him.

In this way, the Viper team's wishful thinking has made some mistakes - taking advantage of the defeat of the dark wizard Francon, they made a sneak attack, and now since they can't monitor and observe in real time, they naturally can't grasp the timing of the attack.

"So now..."

The tough guy military captain looked at the wise man with some hesitation.

"Let's go. ”

The wise man's expression was as gloomy as water, and it had been some time since Franconian entered the high mountain where the Wastewater Ancient Tomb was located.

At this time, there is no extra opportunity to give them another choice, and there is no time to hesitate, the strength of the dark wizard Franken is far beyond his expectations, and now he is also beginning to have doubts about whether the ghost knight can win.

But in any case, the only chance to avoid the almost certain death of a team fight now is to give it a go.

"Go?"

The demon hunter Phoenix on the side frowned, pointed to the undead and monsters around the "Snow Mosaic Waterfall Ancient Tomb" and said: "I don't want to doubt your decision, I also think this is the best opportunity to attack, but I really want to know, if we don't kill these undead and monsters, how can we enter the "Waterfall Ancient Tomb"?"

"Of course we have a way, Master Phoenix, now please go and choose the fifteen most powerful demon hunters or wizards, we can only take so many people into the Wastefall Ancient Tomb... Please believe in our ability... At least trust me. ”

At this time, the most trusted reincarnation of Phoenix, the "Paladin", spoke.

"Okay. Phoenix looked at the Viper Squad, hesitated for a moment, nodded and turned to pick the fifteen strongest.