Chapter Seventy-Three: The Captive

The news of the total annihilation of the Kui Timber Wolf team quickly triggered a reaction on the North Shore. As a backup strategy, the two teams of Angri Chicken and Ginseng Ape immediately set off and rushed to the 177 stronghold.

The order received by a group of twenty-four people was: to fight quickly, and after the end, they will join the Lou Jingou squad that encircled the point to send reinforcements, and fight for the vanguard of the White Tiger King.

Wei Baihu, the leader of the White Tiger Battalion, also known as the White Tiger Jun, is not worthy of bravery.

The captains of the two teams of Ang Riji and Ginseng Ape understood another meaning of this order - even if their group continued to be wiped out, nothing could stop the White Tiger Monarch from fighting!

That His Highness obviously moved the heart of the game, and put the breakthrough point of the entire chess game on this small 177 stronghold!

Why are you so persistent?

No one understands, and no one dares to speculate. The two teams silently arrived on the south bank of the rift valley and, as expected, saw the tragic scene of corpses all over the ground.

The thunderstorm became more and more intense, and the intertwined electric light and endless thunder added a bit of poignancy to this bloody land. It didn't take much effort for everyone to find the only survivor in the pile of corpses.

"It's a recruit at the Iron Gate. One of the team members recognized Relo's combat uniform.

"What about the other enemies?" asked another.

"There are no other enemies, just him!" The swordsman, who had finished probing the traces of the battle, seemed to have seen a ghost.

At this moment, everyone fell silent, and looked at Lei Luo who fell into a deep coma, and there were many people who were shocked, and there were not a few who were unbelievable.

"This kid is only fifteen or sixteen years old at most, right? The injuries on his body are very strange, it seems to be a black Gu seed. The wizard with the title of vice-captain of the Ahuizotl squad stepped forward and said in a tone of uncertainty that was not quite right.

This is a newcomer who has just joined the team, and he is only in his early twenties, with a round face that is quite rich, and his fine skin and tender meat have obviously not suffered much. According to the rules of the Four Elephant Battalion, the position of vice captain is just a recognition of his wizarding profession, and it does not have much substance. Therefore, a group of veteran players rarely looked at him with serious eyes, and when they heard him speak, they all closed their mouths very tacitly, and no one spoke.

The rookie wizard touched his nose in embarrassment, pretending not to care.

In addition to him, several other experienced wizards had already gathered around the corpse demon not far away, knocking and knocking on the dark silver skeleton, and their saliva flowed all over the ground.

"It's Mithril's body!My God, the whole body is all weight loss!What other summons are its opponents in the same level?" The captain of the Ahuizotl kept muttering in a low voice, and his fingers reluctantly stroked the corpse demon's body, as if he had suddenly returned to decades ago, facing his first love who had just stripped off his clothes.

The Angri chicken squad also has two captains, one and one pair, and the two are twin brothers. In the wizarding world, this kind of twin partner who can communicate with each other is the most terrifying, and what is even more rare is that the brothers are young enough, not yet forty years old, and the future is limitless.

"It is said that the corpse is controlled until old age, and no grass grows on the grave. Lao Xing's guy has made a name for himself, refining such a superb corpse demon, but his life is gone, and he doesn't know who Lu Dao will be cheaper in the future!"

Captain Ahuizomi also took the route of not controlling corpses, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and said with a dry laugh: "Then it depends on the mood of Lord Baihu, who does he want to reward the old man, isn't it someone's blessing?"

"If you really have to take action from Lord White Tiger, even if we have the ability to erase Lao Xing's corpse soul brand, this failure rate is also very big, very big......" The twin brother smacked his lips, looking at the corpse demon with reluctance, just as the lightning lit up, he was suddenly stunned, "How could the corpse control weapon be on it?"

All three of them looked at the bracelet on the corpse's arm, unable to understand why it couldn't be moved, as if it were an illusory ornament.

"It's weird!" the twin brother grabbed the corpse demon's arm and was about to remove the bracelet when he suddenly noticed an ordinary corpse puppet next to him move.

The three wizards were all battle-hardened, and the twin brothers immediately increased their mana on the spot and quietly prepared to make a move. The captain of the Ahuizotl jumped out to find out.

After searching the surrounding area, Captain Ahuizotl did not detect any suspicious signs. When he reached the side of the corpse puppet that seemed to be resurrected, he gently picked his nails, lifted his skull and groped for a while, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Is it a natural reaction to the softening of the corpse?" asked the captain of the Ahuizotl with his knowledge of corpse control.

The pair of twin wizards behind him didn't react.

"Damn, I just care about my itchy heart, can't I even hear Lao Tzu speak......" Captain Ahuizomi scolded secretly and turned his head.

Without the slightest breath of battle, one of the two brothers had become dead, and the other was still in the arms of the corpse demon, becoming dead.

The captain of the Ahuizotl was dumbfounded, and for the first time in his life, he experienced a great panic with cold hairs all over his body.

The corpse demon let go of its steely arms and ended the embrace a hundred times more intimate than that of a couple in love, and the corpse in its arms immediately collapsed in a strange and twisted position, and it itself looked at Captain Ahuizotl with a corpse venomous gaze.

The first reaction of the captain of the "enemy attack !!" was not to fight, but to cry out for help, and at the same time bite the tip of his tongue and draw a summoning spell in the air.

The Mithril bone of the corpse demon's body is not only extremely hard, but also has extremely high magic resistance, and the captain of the Ahuizotl knows that ordinary attack spells have no effect, so the first hand is to press the natal summon at the bottom of the box, and he doesn't count on the enemy, just to temporarily block the other party!

How did it come to life? Captain Ahuizotl didn't dare to think about it.

The swordsmen who were on Lei Luorou's side dozens of meters away finally realized that they had drawn their swords and pounced. Only the vice-captain of the Ahuizotl, the young man who was used to being despised stood still, his whole body trembling as if he was sifting chaff.

The corpse bends its knees and bounces.

Even with six intermediate decompression reloads and two advanced decompression reloads in play, its terrifying weight caused two mud waterfalls several meters high to explode on the ground, and the scene was almost like a Harrier fighter taking off and landing vertically!

For a corpse demon with the body of Mithril, speed is the biggest weakness. Captain Ahuizotl didn't think that a complete set of decompressed outfits would give it a speed boost in rebirth, so he didn't plan to retreat from the beginning, but stood still and cast spells.

But the bounce in front of him made him realize that he was very wrong.

The transplanted 9-point agility attribute made the corpse demon instantly rush from one point to another, and appeared in front of the captain of the water ape with a full body of strong wind and water vapor, and the mud waterfall that stepped on was still in the air process behind it. The runes of Captain Ahuizotl were only halfway drawn, his eyes changed from shock to despair, and the gray mist that had just condensed in the void above his head simply disappeared under the palm of the corpse demon's clapping hand.

The corpse demon didn't shoot the gray mist, but the head of the captain of the Ahuizotl. Not much bigger than the watermelon bursting, it was dull, and the third of the four wizards shook their hands and fell straight down in the small rain of brains, blood, bones, and skin.

Ding Ding Ding!

Countless sparks exploded on the corpse demon's head and back, and the entire twenty stainless steel long swords were divided into three rolls and the tide was turbulent, and the monstrous sword qi sword intent even rolled up the mud and blood on the ground, making it seem to fall into a vacuum within a radius of a hundred meters.

As the only dead eye in the sword array, the corpse demon was unharmed.

Several broken swords flew up, and everyone realized that a layer of cyan flames was surging on the corpse demon's body, which was equivalent to wearing another layer of invisible armor in addition to the Mithril bone, which was already known for its super hardness!

"Miwu?!" exclaimed a swordsman.

The corpse demon answered his doubts with a furious arm sweep, and the swordsman was violently shattered by the force of the impact, and all his internal organs were shattered. Before the corpse could fly, the sword had been snatched away by the splitter. Only one turned, and the corpse demon, who turned a blind eye to all attacks, killed three more in a row, grabbed the second long sword, and rushed into the enemy group.

In the distance, the young vice-captain seemed to have forgotten that he was the last living wizard to provide fire support to his teammates, and stood still like a curse, clutching his soaked crotch and faithfully acting as the only spectator of the bloody carnival.

What the corpse demon is carrying out is no longer a simple killing, but a slaughter that strives for efficiency, in the process of rushing back and forth at high speed, just trying to cut, collide, and rub more human bodies. Just a few minutes later, the last terrible scream also ended in its hands.

Standing among the stumps and entrails on the ground, the corpse demon seemed to finally remember the existence of the young vice-captain, dropped its long sword, and walked towards him with mechanical stiff steps.

A fist-sized scorching fireball was sent out by the vice-captain, slicing through the air in a swift trajectory and smashing into the corpse demon's face. The burning power that was enough to evaporate a cow in an instant turned out to be a breeze like a joke, and the "wave" disappeared, and there was no more follow-up.

"Mithril Body ......" the vice-captain let out a feeble wail and collapsed to the ground.

"You're a wizard too?" Standing in front of the vice-captain, the corpse demon used the remaining part of his vocal cords to squeeze out a hoarse voice that made his scalp tingle.

A corpse demon who can take the initiative to kill people doesn't seem to be surprising that he can speak.

The vice-captain used the greatest willpower in his life to ensure that he didn't go crazy immediately, and nodded desperately at the Death Walker who had regained his will in front of him: "Yes, yes!"

The corpse demon was silent, the strange fire in his eyes flickered and dimmed, and after a long time, he poked out his black nails and pressed the other party's heavenly spirit cover, and said slowly: "Say that you are very useful." ”

The young vice-captain snorted and repeated with tears on his face: "I'm useful, I'm really useful!"

"Then you should ......" The corpse grinned on her gray-black lips and smiled a sinister grin that would scare an adult into tears.

"Master, from now on, you are my master!!" The vice captain suddenly felt happy, rushed over and hugged the other party's calf, and cried loudly.