Alan looked back by chance, and suddenly had a feeling of being shocked, countless white skeletons rolled densely, and there was no end in sight. Each skeleton held its palms high and made a splitting shape, which was very neat and uniform. Alan suddenly felt a layer of sweat on his head, "It's so many, it's fortunate that I'm out of their encirclement, otherwise they would have to tire me out half to death if they stood still and let me kill!"

"But luckily, they're slow and don't make much of a difference to me. Alan no longer paid attention to the endless skeletons behind him, and continued to move forward, the scope of the death forbidden area seemed to be very large, it had been a long time since Alan came in, but what he saw still did not change, the unchanged gray earth, the gray mist that filled the air, and then countless white skeletons, and nothing else.

Alan already had that inexplicable feeling at the moment, something seemed to be calling him in the depths of the distant forbidden area of death, Alan did not stop, and walked all the way, the white skeletons behind him had accumulated to more numbers.

I don't know how long I walked on the road, but Alan finally noticed that the gray earth under his feet had changed, turning into crimson earth. At this point, the gray mist in the air had faded a lot, and the red wilderness stretched as far as the eye could see. Alan squatted down, grabbed a handful of red soil on the ground, put it to his nostrils and sniffed it, and suddenly changed color.

"Is this the smell of blood? Could it be that such a large area of land is watered by blood?" Thinking of this, Alan suddenly felt his scalp tingle, if it was really as Alan guessed, how many people's blood would be able to water such a large red land!

Suddenly, Alan noticed that there was a sudden silence behind him, Alan turned his head sharply, and found that all the white skeletons had stopped, standing at the boundary between the red land and the gray land, looking at Alan quietly, and then the mouths of those skeletons kept opening, as if to say something, and after a while, these skeletons began to turn around and walk backwards, and returned to the gray land.

"Why didn't they stop following me! What a strange thing?" Alan was a little surprised to see that the white skeletons had all returned the same way. But Alan didn't care, stood up, and continued to move forward, although the color of the soil was different, but there was nothing too unusual about it, the ground was still broken bones and stumps, and there were some fragments of weapons. Alan picked up a few broken bones and found nothing new except that they were a little harder than the ones he had seen before.

"Click! Click!"

The familiar voice came again, but this time it was noticeably faster than what Alan had heard in the Grey Wilderness. In the blink of an eye, a number of figures appeared above the red wilderness, swaying their bodies in the direction of Allen from all directions, much faster than the white skeletons they had encountered before.

Closer, Alan finally saw the appearance of these things clearly, it was still a white skeleton, but the bones of the white skeleton that appeared this time flowed with an enamel brilliance, like an ivory-like luster. Another difference is that these skeletons all have weapons in their hands, but the weapons in their hands are all mutilated, and they look very old, and the mottled sword body and blade body are covered with traces of time.

"It seems that these undead are relatively high-level! They are all wearer weapons, it seems that they are all existence with a level no matter where they are! The strong and the weak even live in different places, and the treatment is not the same, I said that what I see in the gray wilderness are all sword fragments? It turns out that the slightly more complete sword is here!"

"I wonder how strong they are, how much stronger they can be than those ordinary white skeletons?" Alan thought to himself.

Just as Alan was thinking, several skeletons that moved relatively quickly had already come to Allen's side, and one skeleton raised a rusty broken knife in his hand and slashed at Allen's generals.

The speed was very fast, and it even brought the sound of breaking wind, but this speed was not too much of a threat to Allen. Allen's body quickly retreated, dodging a distance of one body, his left shoulder sank slightly, and a dark black long knife was instantly condensed, Allen held the handle of the knife back, bullied up, a black light flashed, and cut off the neck of the white skeleton, but the sharp dark energy knife did not cut off the head of the white skeleton. ,

Alan was stunned, he didn't expect that with the sharpness of the Dark Energy Knife, he couldn't cut off his head, which was really a strange thing. It seems that these milky white skeletons are indeed much stronger than those pure white skeletons. Although Alan was stunned for a moment, the battle instinct formed in the past two years made Alan react instantly, supported the ground with one foot, and flew up with the other foot, and kicked the milky white skeleton's head with the power of rotation.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the shin bone of the neck that was already about to be broken shattered instantly, and the head of the milky white skeleton flew high, and then fell to the ground, Alan was just about to rush up and destroy his head, but several more skeletons rushed up, and Alan stood up on the spot, and when he got up, he had snatched a broken knife from the undead who had kicked off his head just now.

Although Eren can use the dark attribute fighting qi to condense energy, it is obviously much more difficult to absorb energy in the death forbidden area compared to the outside world. In order to save vindictiveness, Alan decided to switch to cold weapons. The quaint bronze broken knife was very heavy to start with, and it was covered with exquisite patterns, but those exquisite patterns had become a little blurred under the erosion of time.

Alan stood up and tried to swing it twice, but it felt quite easy. At this time, more than a dozen milky white skeletons rushed over and surrounded Alan in the center, Alan was not afraid at all, and a tiger with a broken knife danced to resolve all the dangers from all directions. Although the milky skeleton is stronger and faster than the white skeleton, it is still no match for Allen.

Although the bronze broken knife is worn, it is very sharp, and there is no continuous bone cutting when the knife goes down. After disposing of the dozen or so skeletons in a short period of time, Alan glanced around and noticed that there were other undead coming again. Alan started to run fast again, and the trick was repeated, but Alan still decided to use his speed advantage to rush quickly.

Alan also began to worry when he ran, it is estimated that there should be higher-level undead in front of him, although now he can rely on his speed to get rid of them. But if I lose the advantage of speed against the higher-level undead, it will be troublesome!No matter, let's get rid of these pursuers first!" Alan thought as he glanced at the milky white skeletons gathered behind him.