Chapter Twenty-Seven: None of You Can Run
"Ship...... Captain! What are we going to do now? A goblin asked with a trembling voice.
Whoever it is, surrounded by more than 200 undead creatures, will also involuntarily have feelings of fear.
Didn't you see that even the ogres who had never had any brains and only knew that they were rushing up and smashing them were cautiously retreating?
As for the orcs, who had never had anything to do with the word "loyalty", they had turned several times to look at the small wooden boats that were buckled upside down on the beach.
If it weren't for the reputation of the "Bloody Hand" captain who still had some deterrent power, it is estimated that they would have scattered in a hurry and ran away.
That's why, the ship's backbone has always been the goblins of the Evil Order faction, not humans, orcs, or ogres with incredible combat effectiveness.
Only under the management of the Great Goblins will the entire pirate ship have strict discipline and strong combat effectiveness.
Harlet took a deep breath, pulled out another short sword from his waist, pointed at the soldier who was standing still, and shouted at his men, "Rush up and catch him!" Only by catching this guy can we force out the necromancer hiding behind the scenes. Otherwise, you won't be able to run even if you want to. Don't forget, necromancers don't need to breathe. Once they rush up and capsize the boat and drag people underwater, we'll all drown. ”
Moment!
All the pirates' faces changed.
Even the orcs, who were ready to take advantage of the chaos to escape a second ago, gave up their original plans and put on a desperate posture.
Because they knew that their captain was right.
At the speed of a small boat, no matter how hard you row, it is impossible to get rid of these undead who are not afraid of death and do not need to breathe in shallow water.
"You think you can threaten your master by catching me? Naive! The soldier stood there and sneered.
He didn't have the slightest intention of retreating or escaping.
Instead, he used his short sword to gently cut the skin and blood vessels of his wrist, causing blood to drip down his fingers and onto the ground.
This obvious act of self-harm immediately aroused the vigilance.
But before they could figure out what the other party was trying to do, the zombies around them, who were originally slow, suddenly began to become restless like sharks smelling blood.
Some of them are even attracted by the smell of the blood of living beings and fall into a state of abnormal madness.
"Not good! Stop that damn guy! He wanted to kill himself! ”
Harriet was well-informed, and immediately recognized that the soldier was activating some kind of terrible necromancy ritual through sacrifice.
But alas, he was still a step late.
As ogres, goblins, and orc pirates roared and rushed forward, the summoned human soldier did not hesitate to plunge his dagger into his heart.
To be exact, this is the real task that Zuo Si has entrusted him.
Feeling the continuous loss of his own vitality, the soldier shouted with all his strength before dying: "Fear in the face of the power of the master!" Tremble! None of you can run! ”
The moment he breathed!
The sacrifice is complete!
A cold feeling that cannot be described in words envelops the entire beach!
The bonfire, which had been blazing, suddenly went out without warning.
At the same time, all the pirates who were still alive shivered in unison, feeling as if the temperature of their surroundings was rapidly dropping.
As for those abnormal zombies, it is as if they have been injected with chicken blood and stimulants, and both their reaction and movement speed have increased a lot.
What's worse is that they react more violently to the breath of the living.
In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred zombies roared and charged the pirates guarding the beach.
"Keep in tight formation! Get ready to attack! ”
Harrett wields a gem-encrusted scimitar and slashes off the head of a human zombie.
He understands that if he doesn't stand up and stabilize people's hearts at this time, he will be crushed by the dead if he doesn't make a wave.
At the same time, the moment the scimitar slashed through the neck, a flash of silver lightning flashed on the blade.
You don't have to ask to know that the effect of this magic scimitar is to deal additional lightning damage on hit.
After all, after so many years of galloping on the sea, Harlet has long accumulated a rich family foundation.
It's not uncommon to get yourself a few magical weapons and equipment.
As for the other pirates, seeing that their captains were starting to fight desperately, they didn't think too much about it, and quickly formed a circular defensive position, fighting to the death against the zombies that were pouring in like a tide.
Due to the intensity of the fighting, no one noticed that the bodies of the suicide soldiers had disappeared without a trace.
And Zuo Si, who hid in the woods and never showed up, was wearing a pair of glasses with constant [Dark Vision] and [Farsightedness Magic], paying close attention to the fierce battle not far away, and then commented expressionlessly: "He really deserves to be a guy who can make a name for himself in the area of the Nrainsel Islands and the Sea of Swords."
It was able to train a group of low-quality pirates like an army.
It seems that I chose to hide it first, and it was indeed the right choice.
If you go head-to-head, the odds of winning will be very, very low.
Harlett, in particular, must have carried some powerful magical items on his body.
So don't be in a hurry, just observe for a while......"
The situation then developed just as Zuo Si expected.
As the low-level undead who came back from the dead, driven by the magic ritual, frantically attacked the defensive formation formed by the pirates, and even dragged those orcs and goblins out of it and pressed them to the ground to eat them alive, the pirate captain finally showed his first hole card.
It was a silver amulet that hung around his neck.
Harlett took an oval badge from the end of the necklace from her clothes and whispered something, and it suddenly burst into a blinding divine light.
Next Second......
All the zombies within a radius of ten meters fell in an instant, never to get up again.
There is no doubt that they have been purified by some kind of positive energy spell stored within the amulet.
This alone has cleared out at least two dozen undead.
But soon, the follow-up zombies rushed up again.
After all, the greatest advantage of undead creatures is that they never feel tired and afraid.
Even if they are facing gods, even if all the same kind around them are dead and only themselves are left, low-level undead creatures with little intelligence will still attack without fear.
"Captain! If you have any other means, use them all now. We can't hold it anymore! A badly injured goblin snapped.
Beside him, the two main ogres were covered in bruises, and there were several marks of being bitten on their arms and thighs.
On top of that, the continuous and uninterrupted fierce battles depleted everyone's physical strength.
Nearly every pirate alive was desperately trying to get more air with their mouths wide open, and their lungs were burning to death.
"I know! Let's hold on a little longer! There aren't many of these undead left! ”
Harlett shouted without looking back, then raised his left hand and activated a magic ring on his index finger that looked like a goat's horn.
Moment!
A ghostly figure of a goat's head, composed entirely of magical energy, appeared out of thin air and slammed straight ahead at breakneck speed.
Rumble!!!!!!!
With a deafening loud bang, all the zombies that were blocking the direction of the goat's head phantom were all violently knocked out at least ten meters away.
The terrifying force even broke two coconut trees the waist of an adult man.