Four hundred blood skeletons were inconspicuous among the thousands of low-level undead, but they were temporarily and completely subordinate to Wang Qi's existence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wang Qi scattered them and mixed them into the zombie horde, and after a while, he began to attack indiscriminately, and in such a crowded environment, it quickly led to a large-scale scuffle.

Wang Qi's way of improving the quality of his subordinates is still the simplest and rudeest of the jungle. More than 7,000 low-level zombies were fighting in a small area, and the casualties were astonishingly fast, often just smashing the heads of the same kind around them with one claw, and their own heads were torn off by another kind of people.

Wang Xi and the puppet spirit's original eight corpse warriors were roaming around the periphery, on the one hand, to prevent the undead creatures of other forces from approaching and causing unnecessary trouble, and at the same time, if any zombies broke away from the battle group, they would be immediately driven back.

This time, Wang Qi did not forcibly raise all the undead to the middle stage of the soul, as long as they reached the soul level, he and the puppet spirits took action to suppress them, forcing them to stop fighting.

In the end, of the nearly 8,000 low-level undead, only 100 were successfully promoted to the soul level, including 53 corpse warriors, 27 blood skeleton warriors, and 20 blood skeleton archers.

After collecting the remaining subordinates, leaving only thousands of scattered corpses on the scene, Wang Qi used all the bone spirit control, refined all of them into the essence of the bone spirit, and then handed them over to the puppet spirit, so that he was responsible for tailoring unified weapons and armor for these newly promoted subordinates.

Of course, Wang Qi has to do it himself, at least with the help of his soul fire master, the new corpse warrior's battle pillars have been replaced with iron rods, although the weight is about the same, but the increase in density is relative to the reduction of the size of the weapon, making it more flexible and practical in battle.

Now the main general and the soldiers are ready, but Wang Qi has other ideas in terms of equipment. Previously, when Chen Jianwen proposed to jointly encircle and suppress the human search team, the benefit he asked for was the weapons and equipment left behind by the human army. It's just that Chen Jianwen was killed later, and all his subordinates were also wrapped in dumplings by the puppet spirits, so now those abandoned equipment are still lying alone at the door of the flour warehouse.

Ordinary undead creatures don't understand the value of these things. Therefore, when Wang Qi and more than 100 of his subordinates moved them all, even the undead leader who ruled the area did not intervene to stop them.

After all, these equipment will only play their due role if they fall into the hands of a wise leader like Chen Jianwen or Wang Qi.

Armored vehicles and off-road vehicles are useless, but the armor plates on them have been dismantled by Wang Qi, and some of them are made into armor for his subordinates, and the rest are all draped on the body of the Golem Spirit's flesh-shaped stitching monster.

At the same time, with the assistance of the puppet spirit, the stitching monster has a 23 mm anti-aircraft cannon attached to each arm, and a rocket launcher is mounted on its shoulder. Today's stitching monster can't see the demented and stupid look it used to be, and the whole thing is a huge humanoid tank.

The other Corpse Warriors and Blood Skeletons were also assigned guns to a greater or lesser extent, but they were mainly machine guns and automatic rifles. After all, these soul-level undead creatures are not like the bloody corpses under Chen Jianwen's hands, and it would be very good to let them know how to point their guns at the enemy and then pull the trigger.

It took a day and a half to arm more than a hundred undead creatures above the soul level to the teeth, and in the early morning of the third day, under the leadership of Wang Qi and the puppet spirit, this murderous team got on the Nanchuan Highway and headed straight to the north.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

Just as he was about to approach the outer defense line of the Lanshi base, a Wuzhi-10 helicopter gunship appeared overhead, which was a patrol plane routinely dispatched by the base every day. Apparently the passengers in the helicopter were also attracted by Wang Qi and his team, and due to the height and light, they could not determine whether the team below belonged to humans or not.

And just between this brief hesitation, Wang Qi had already taken the individual bazooka handed over by Shao Xiaoyu, opened the scope, put the crosshair on the target, and with a pull of the trigger, a rocket soared into the sky with a tail flame, turning the helicopter that wanted to avoid in the panic into a dazzling fireball.

Throwing down the bazooka, Wang Qi looked at the Lanshi base, which was a little hazy not far away, and said to himself in a cold tone:

"Just let you live a little longer, and one day, I will come back and get back everything you owe me......"

......

Anguang City is the southernmost city in Zhangning Province, although it is not the provincial capital, but because it is close to the Changjiang River, the transportation is convenient, and it is also an important town for soldiers since ancient times.

Wang Qi's team was not slow, but because they were on foot after all, by the time they stepped on the Changjiang Bridge, it was already two days later.

Approaching Anguang City, Wang Qi felt the difference between this city and the other cities he had experienced along the way.

The clouds in the sky were low, like a mountain of lead, over the city. Wang Qi knew that these clouds were actually high concentrations of necromantic qi, but it was the first time he had seen these necromantic qi in the current situation where these necromantic qi were abnormally concentrated.

The inky black swirls lasted for a long time, and the funnel-like end faintly extended into the heart of the city. The whole picture is like the grim smile of the Grim Reaper, arrogantly proclaiming to any outsider that belongs to the sovereignty of the undead world.

There are a large number of undead in the city, and a large number of powerful undead!

Unlike Wang Qi, an outlier, a pure undead creature advancement, in addition to devouring flesh and soul fire, can also absorb the necromantic qi of the outside world to cultivate on its own. It's just that this process is subtle, not only the effect is not significant, but the process is difficult to observe with the naked eye.

But everything has a process of quantitative change to qualitative change, when the quantity and quality of the undead in an area reach a certain level, the necromantic qi they consume by cultivating together is enough to trigger the vision of heaven and earth in front of them.

Could it be that today's Anguang City has given birth to a real city master?

Wang Qi's heart couldn't help but sink, after all, the news of the puppet spirit was already a bit outdated, and the annexation and fusion between the undead forces was going on day and night, and the later the process, the faster it would be. After all, not all undead will fight to the death with each other, and when an individual shows extraordinary strength, the subordinates who cling to it and submit to it will be turned up in exponential multiples.

Wang Qi did not want to see such a situation, a city with stable order was not conducive to him fishing in troubled waters. What's more, if it is the vampire clan who becomes the master of the city, then their hunting plans will be stillborn.

(To be continued.) )