Chapter 170: The Confusing Direction of the World

On the sturdy and majestic magic city wall, black light flickered, and one by one the professionals lined up, holding weapons inscribed with magic patterns, and they shot at the White Bone Legion in the distance.

Behind them, missiles pierced the sky and bombarded continuously.

But for the endless army of the undead, such a blockade is just a drop in the bucket.

Especially after the four epic bone dragon knight legions opened their military souls, they couldn't even splash water.

The strength of the two sides is not on the same level.

Pre-apocalyptic ordnance products, without counting strategic ordnance, relying solely on tactical ordnance, the highest thing that can be blocked is only epic-level extraordinary units.

As for the further up, it's not the area they can reach.

Fantasy-level transcendent units, military soul system, mythological system......

It's a nightmare for the human forces that haven't grown up yet.

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"It's so hilarious."

In the antique attic, Concubine Ouyang, who was sitting by the window, casually withdrew her gaze, stretched her waist slightly, stretched her slender and plump body, and her graceful and moving curves were revealed.

"The times are calling......

Yun Qingxuan played with the white jade beads in his hand and said in an ethereal tone.

They are all princesses of the Phoenix clan, and their insight into fate and luck is far better than that of ordinary divine beasts.

So they also know very well that the world tonight will inevitably be dyed red by blood.

Weak creatures will turn to dust in the sea of blood, but at the same time, there will also be some bright celestial arrogance that will shine in this catastrophe.

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"Winter, winter, winter."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, Wan Nianxin sat on the bed, looked up, and said, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and Mu Wanyou, who was wearing a pure white suspender nightdress, came into her sight.

The girl seemed to have just finished taking a bath, and her black hair still had a little moisture, but she didn't see it at all, and casually lifted Wan Nianxin's quilt and wrapped her body in it.

Wan Nianxin was also used to it, so she took a cushion from the side and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

After Mu Wanyou found a comfortable position to sit down, she said her intention straight to the point.

"Today, I heard that the receipts of the Nan and their outings were handed over to Mr. Mo, so I can't judge the strength of those undead, can you analyze it for me?"

Wan Nian was pleased, carefully recalled the specific data, and after a while, said calmly: "There are two mythical-level transcendent units, I don't know the strength, after all, there is no way to use Senior Ning as a reference......"

The corners of Mu Wanyou's mouth twitched, and she also knew that Wan Nianxin was telling the truth.

Those two mythical-level undead were estimated to have been directly killed by Ning Qinghan's divine thunder, but this does not mean that they are weak.

Mu Wanyou was sure that even if the group of Beamon Divine Beasts who came to attack the city were added together, it was a matter of divine thunder......

Wan Nianxin continued: "As for the others, there are almost two thousand Death Lords of the first rank of fantasy, and there are more than 10,000 Death Lords of the first rank of Epic, and further down, the number of rare first-class Death Lords is about 200,000, not to mention the zombies below the rare level. ”

Mu Wanyou nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Wan Nianxin didn't bother her, but took out a small packet of snacks and ate it in small bites.

After a while, Mu Wanyou spoke in a serious tone.

"Dingshui Island originally had a resident population of more than 2 million. Now ninety percent of them have turned into undead, and more than two-thirds of the remaining ten percent have died from various disasters. ”

Wan Nianxin understood what Mu Wanyou wanted to say.

The undead are no longer dormant, they crawl out of the land and begin to attack the creatures of the land.

Dingshui Island is because of Mr. Mo's presence, so there is Senior Ning, who swept away the group of undead who are eyeing the territory, but other places are different.

Suppose there is a city, it has a resident population of one million before the end of the world.

After the end times began, 900,000 of them became undead.

Of the remaining 100,000 human beings, after being hunted by extraordinary units, there are almost a little more than 30,000 left.

Then these more than 30,000 human beings have to face an army of undead who have been dormant for a period of time and have developed.

After more than two weeks of growth, 900,000 undead will give birth to a mythical-level transcendent unit that ignites divine fire, 1,000 fantasy first-class Death Lords, 5,000 epic first-class Death Lords, and 100,000 rare first-class Death Lords......

If this is a game, then the difficulty of this game is absolutely devastating for the human race.

Sijiu City, Shenjiang City, Mountain City, Shucheng ......

These important cities of the Great Xia Yan Kingdom are very likely to be directly ruled by the undead clan.

Mu Wanyou's eyes were indifferent, and he said in a cold tone: "The strength of the undead clan is too exceeding. ”

Wan Nianxin glanced at her, and said calmly: "The tree is a big wind, this world is not just undead and humans. ”

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No anti-theft

Great Xia Yanguo, Shucheng, the former site of Baifeng Mountain.

The sky was shattering, the flames were monstrous, and the endless red light exuded a scorching aura, surging.

Before the end of the world, it was a well-known attraction, with misty clouds and beautiful mountains and rivers, and there was an endless stream of tourists every year.

But now it's different.

There are no mountains, and there is no fragrance of birds and flowers.

Some are just a sea of magma as far as the eye can see.

A vast amount of energy flowed through the crimson slurry, and the astonishing light of fire soared into the sky, turning the night into day.

In such an environment, not to mention zombies, even the Death Messenger who ignited the divine fire did not dare to approach.

However, for fire-based transcendent units, this is a paradise.

"Shh——!h

High in the sky, a dragon made of charcoal fire descended on the sea of magma.

It spread its wings, raised its dragon's head, and looked into the distance with its red eyes without blinking.

Soon, a magnificent picture came into its sight.

It was a towering ancient tree with a golden red body.

It is rooted in the sea of magma, holding the sun, moon and stars, and exuding immortal brilliance.

On top of this ancient tree, there is also a grand palace, which looms in the firelight.

The dragon had never seen such an ancient tree in the records of the race, but it might as well have been struck by the mysterious sight.

But it didn't dare to approach, because it had already sensed that there were many powerful beings in that god-powerful palace.

It's far from something that a fantasy minor role can covet.

But under this ancient tree, there may be an opportunity to help it ignite the divine fire.

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Great Xia Yanguo, Yunchun City, Panlong Valley.

Under the night sky, poisonous fog shrouded in.

Mountains of snakes and insects inhabit the grass, trees, and rocks, and exude surging energy all around them.

It's all extraordinary units!

"Be careful......

An undead legion stood outside the valley, and the leading general raised his hand to stop the direction of the entire army.

In its pale skull, the soul fire couldn't help but tremble.

"The ...... of the retreat of the whole army"

Taking a deep look at the valley, it reluctantly turned the direction of the skeleton warhorse, and ran in the direction it had come from without looking back.

"General?"

A lieutenant came to his side, a little puzzled.

They are one of the highest levels of combat power of the Death Legion.

Fantasy of the first-class legion.

With a strength comparable to the mythical combat power, is it appropriate to run away like this?

"There are a lot of guys in it who have stepped into the path of the gods, go back and report to your lordship, this city, is going to give up ......"