Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

Dense and uniform footsteps echoed in the dense forest. The terracotta warriors and horses holding swords and wearing strong armor were like shields, shielding the wind.

In the distance, at the human outpost, a group of high-level mages watched nervously through the night.

"Do you want to take action?"

"No, wait a minute."

"It seems that their target is not us, so don't act rashly."

The terror of the undead is never limited to the strength of the top combat power.

For humans, the flood-like tide of undead is even more frightening.

Unless the undead crystal hidden deep in the undead body is crushed, this existence will be immortal.

After knocking them down, the undead will suddenly burst out at some point, and even several undead corpses will be spliced ​​together to form an even weirder and more powerful existence.

The dead human mages will also turn into undead the next night, killing more and more.

Boom boom boom!

The footsteps became louder and louder, and the huge pressure made several human mages breathless.

The undead along the road all turned their eyes, their eyes showing their desire for living creatures.

"I'm going to kill them!"

A younger high-level mage couldn't bear the torment of deathly silence, and roared to rush out. He would rather fight these guys to the death.

"Calm down!"

His companion caught him in time: "Their target is not us, and they must not provoke disputes. Hold on! Hold on!"

"grass!"

The young mage cursed loudly.

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, full of phantoms.

"Report!" The signal soldier quickly boarded the observation tower of the post.

"speak!"

"News came from Outpost No. 5 that the first batch of undead are attacking the mountain patrol feather demon!"

"Feathered Demon?"

Everyone was stunned subconsciously.

Since the arrival of the evil abyss, there have been constant conflicts with the surrounding demons, but there has never been any hatred against the feathered demon clan flying in the sky.

"Get me Wang Juntong, keep an eye on these undead souls, and send a message every half hour... no, every ten minutes!"

"yes!"

The undead only exist in the dark night.

It’s not too late to think about why the undead have this problem until the sun rises. What they need to do now is defense and monitoring!

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"The patrolling feathered demons are not very strong. They never take the initiative to attack when encountering some outsiders. Instead, they constantly use this kind of cry and hover nearby to send signals to other feathered demons around them.

Queen Jiuyou said: "By doing this, they will not only summon other feathered demons patrolling the mountain, but also other more powerful demons."

A trace of disdain flashed in her beautiful eyes. What is the need for such a despicable group of people who only rely on parasitism on the strong and wait for others to enjoy themselves and live with their remains and flesh dregs?

"The archers fired a volley, and then the flesh-mound corpse ghost stepped forward to clear the way and speed up." Xu Fang ordered lightly.

When he put on the armored robe, his usual carelessness could not be seen, and there was an unquestionable majesty in his tone.

In front of him, there was a suspended silver crystal mirror, which reflected the situation on the front line.

The kneeling archer figurines raised their heads, and with the sound of solemn killing, their bows and arrows pointed to the sky.

Whoosh whoosh!

A salvo.

The patrolling feather demons let out shrill screams. In the dense rain of arrows, they had no room to hide and were forced to fly upwards.

However, the squalling wind above would not pity these fleeing weaklings, screaming and tearing their bodies apart!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The flesh-mound ghouls rushed to the front of the team with heavy steps.

The mountains in the Qinling Mountains are particularly steep. Before we go very deep, the mountain road in front of us turns into a hanging plank road.

There are thick towering mountains on the inside, and steep cliffs and deep valleys on the outside. The howling wind is always blowing in your ears.

Some weaker creatures simply cannot survive in such a place and may be blown under the cliff by the wind at any time.

Such a narrow road is also a big obstacle to the undead army.

Countless bubbles suddenly bulged out from the fleshy mound ghoul's body.

The thick body also began to deform, and liquid flowed down the cliff, and then condensed.

The cliff was suddenly widened.

In the eyes of the Undead Lord, existences like flesh-mound ghouls are just a type of person with poor combat effectiveness and can only be used for delay and defense.

But from Xu Fang's perspective, this was a natural engineer.

Pioneers, paving the way over mountains and building bridges over water!

After the Meat Mound Ghouls, the rest of the legion accelerated their advance.

"Violent~~~!!"

"Violent~~~!!!"

On the high cliff, the surviving feathered demon patrolling the mountain continued to cry, and even used the wind to cast a few wind blades.

The wind blade has no effect on the undead army. Occasionally, a few who fall will be picked up by the same kind behind them and spliced ​​to their bodies like Lego.

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"Report, traces of the undead army were found at Outpost No. 6!"

"Report, the mountain patrol feather demon was massacred!"

"Report···"

Outpost, nervous report from the frontline sentry.

"Strengthen early warning to prevent large-scale invasion of feather demons!"

"yes!"

The patrolling feathered demon in the Qinling Mountains is really a very disgusting creature.

Once the smell of blood on their bodies spreads, it will be carried ten kilometers away by the wind.

As long as they smell this smell, the feather demons will fly here one after another. In this regard, the feather demons are quite united.

Usually, when soldiers encounter a mountain patrol feather demon, they avoid it if they can and try not to conflict with the other party.

But the undead were obviously not afraid of this.

A flag as black as ink was raised. I don't know what kind of material it was made of, but it actually remained intact in the hunting wind.

"Bah~~~~~~!!!!!"

A shrill cry came from high up.

Looking through a pine tree that poked its head out, one could see a long-tailed creature covered in golden-blue feathers hovering in the air.

Their feathers are very soft, and even if the strong wind blows on them, they are not messy at all. Instead, they look like helmets with a golden-blue luster.

The pattern of feathers is also quite special, forming a very elegant curve from the neck to the slender tail.

The great commander, the golden and blue hawk!

Whoosh!

Before the golden and blue hawks could attack, several potbellied undead rose into the air like cannonballs and smashed in their direction.

The golden and blue eagle bird is agile and can easily dodge the big-bellied undead.

However, before they could taunt, they saw the big-bellied undead open its mouth to the wind, and its belly was getting bigger and bigger.

It's so big that it's scary, so big that it's almost transparent.

Subsequently.

boom----! ! !

It exploded, and streams of sauce-like slime splashed everywhere, leaving the golden and blue hawk with nowhere to hide.

One after another, figures stood up in the "sauce" and gnawed the wings of the golden and blue hawk.

Undead!

Rotting corpse!

They squirmed, gnawed, and uprooted the beautiful fur of the golden-blue eagle bird.

The ruthless Suofeng raised the butcher knife after the golden and blue feathers fell. The golden and blue eagle bird was in pain and had to land downwards.

On the ground, there are terracotta warriors and horses waiting in full formation, with swords like snow and arrows like rain.

In the dark night, the undead were silent, and only the screams of the demons could be heard.

If I had to use one word to describe all of this, it would be... assembly line.

Belongs to the killing assembly line.

After accurately completing a massacre, the footsteps of the undead were not delayed, but continued to move forward.

Outposts along the way constantly reported their sightings.

The entire Qinling Mountains turned into a mess!

According to the report, humans have also speculated on the whereabouts of the undead, and that is Xiling!