In the red wilderness, the sound of the grand and distant sacrifice enveloped the entire land. Alan shook the lead, the bronze broken knife in his hand, galloping all the way, the whistling wind blowing in his ears, like the most beautiful overture to the dead.

Eren felt very embarrassed at the moment, he had been the target of pursuit since he entered the death zone, although his strength was above these pursuers. Looking back, hundreds of milky white skeletons were chasing after each other without stopping, a group of strange beings who tirelessly laid out pain. And the number is amazing, Alan roughly counted, although not as many as the number of undead in that gray wilderness, but it is estimated that there must be hundreds or thousands of skeletons. Maybe as the level of skeletons increases, the number decreases, just as there are many fewer high-level monsters than low-level monsters.

"Why are they chasing me!" Alan suddenly thought of the question, "Is it because I am an outsider? Doesn't it mean that the undead are unconscious?, how do they tell that I am an outsider?" A series of question marks floated in Allen's mind.

Allen, who used fifty percent of his speed, was undoubtedly very fast, and those milky white skeletons were left behind in the blink of an eye, and he saw that the distance was gradually widened. Eren breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and then began to concentrate on absorbing the gray energy in the air around him, absorbing the fighting energy that was transformed into a dark attribute after entering his body. Alan knew that once he entered the territory of a higher-level undead, the opponent he faced would be much more powerful, and he had to maintain sufficient energy in his body at all times.

Fifty percent of the speed is also a big consumption for Allen, and now that he is in the forbidden area of death, the speed of absorbing energy is undoubtedly much slower, and the income is barely equal to the expenditure. "If, according to my speculation, after entering the territory of the High Undead, if I want to rely on speed to force my way through, then the energy consumed will be more, and the method of relying on speed will not work sooner or later. Looks like we're going to have to think of a new countermeasure!" Alan on the run calmly analyzed.

The red wilderness was endless, and Alan didn't know how long he had been running, but when he looked back, he couldn't see the undead chasing him. Alan slowed down, took a break, and adjusted his breathing to get himself in the best shape.

"It seems that you have entered the area of the high undead!" Glancing back at the white skeleton that had chased after but returned, Eren made a judgment in his heart.

The area was still red soil, and it was no different, and Eren walked slowly, vigilantly observing everything around him. A tall figure suddenly appeared in the distant sky, rushing towards Eren at a super fast speed, and came to Allen's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Alan stared intently, it was an undead knight. He was dressed in a crystal skeleton like mutton fat jade, and held a simple bronze spear with many black spots on it. Alan knew that it was a trace left after the blood had dried up. A tall bone horse under the crotch, with thick hooves, looks like it belongs to the kind of good ** who is good at running and jumping.

Facing this undead knight, Alan had an inexplicable feeling, as if the other party could feel that he was watching it. Because at this moment, the undead knight was also sitting on his horse, looking at himself with two empty eyes.

"Intruder, human death," a dry voice came out of the undead knight's mouth.

Alan was shocked, "The undead are able to speak!"

Alan didn't have time to be surprised, the undead knight had already rushed over, the bone horse was running fast, and Alan estimated that he had eighty percent of his speed. With the super high speed of the horse, the undead knight raised the spear in his hand diagonally, and the power was like an invincible general on the battlefield.

"He must have been a general when he was alive!" Alan suddenly thought.

Raising the broken knife in his hand, Eren stared closely at the shadow of the gun in the air, "Whoosh!" The undead knight squeezed down with a fierce shot, looking at the huge force, as if he wanted to nail Eren to the ground.

Alan looked at the powerful shot and did not take it hard, not because Alan was worried that his strength was not enough, but because he was worried that the bronze broken knife in his hand would not be able to withstand the huge force. With a dodge, Eren dodged the tip of the deadly gun. The white bone horse quickly ran past Allen's side, and the undead knight sitting on the bone horse tightened his legs to the horse's belly, driving the bone horse to turn quickly. The bone horse ran out about twenty meters away under the control of the undead knight, and then turned around, and the undead knight sat high on the horse's back, with the bronze spear hanging from his waist, looking at Allen with a cold face. ,

"The speed is not bad, but it's not out of control yet!"

The undead knight's legs strained slightly, and the white bone horse ran again, and soon came to a distance of five meters in front of Allen. The Undead Knight raised his spear again and swept at Allen. Alan smiled at the swept bronze spear, bent his legs slightly, and then leaped high just as the spear was about to touch his body.

Allen's body at the moment is the same height as the undead knight, just parallel, and what Alan is waiting for is the moment of blankness after the undead knight swings his spear. Leaping high, Eren gripped the bronze hilt of the knife and slashed at the undead knight's neck.

But just when Eren was about to succeed, he suddenly felt the wind behind him, Eren swept it out of the corner of his eye, and found that the spear had turned around at some point, and if he hit the undead knight this time, then he would have to bear this powerful shot. Alan naturally couldn't exchange injuries for injuries with the undead who didn't know the pain, and at the same time he admired the quick reaction of the undead knight, he used the strength of his waist and abdomen, and his body instantly came together, and then his feet were a little on the bronze spear, and with the momentum of the spear, he rushed towards the undead knight at a faster speed.

The bronze broken knife slashed hard at the undead knight's neck, "Ding!" The two touched, and a cloud of sparks popped out. The undead knight's body was really strong, and the sharp bronze broken knife was only cut in half, and then stuck in the undead knight's neck. At this time, the undead knight had already adjusted the spear in his hand, and turned it from the bottom to the top with the handle of the gun, and judging by its might, he actually wanted to attack with himself.

At the critical moment, Alan was not panicked, and pressed the bronze broken knife stuck in the neck of the undead knight with one hand, slammed his force, and then jumped up, a beautiful roundabout kick, swept over the bronze handle, and the force on his feet was naturally much greater than the force of his arms, and the bronze broken knife, which had been half seen, pushed forward again until he cut off the head of the undead knight.

Alan was in the air, and after a roundhouse kick, he quickly tightened his legs, then wrapped his arms around him, spun down quickly, and when he was about to get close to the ground, he quickly let go of his hand, and then landed firmly on the ground. This is the result of Allen's two years of constantly walking on the brink of death, not afraid of danger, fast but not chaotic, and able to take advantage of all available opportunities at critical moments.