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In the jungle, there is no longer a terrible sight of thousands of beasts galloping and fierce birds covering the sky.

All the living forces that could be gathered on the jungle side poured into the surroundings of Yin Wind City, fighting to the death with the undead creatures who were waiting for their work in that ten-mile radius.

The battle may have been going on for a long time, or it may have been just a moment, and when everything starts to fall silent, it means that the war has come to an end.

Almost from the edge of the jungle, you can see stacks of terrifying corpses, piled high and thick all the way to the center of the battlefield. All kinds of jungle creatures, all kinds of strange and miserable deaths, there is simply everything, and it is unbearable to see.

After this battle, even if the jungle side wins, I am afraid that it will be greatly damaged. Without one or two hundred years of recuperation, the damaged jungle creatures don't want to make up for most of them. As for those demonic beasts that have been wiped out by the entire clan, their bloodlines have been cut off, and they have been extinct in this area since then.

Along the way, a sense of foreboding lingered in the heart of the dryad Daryl.

The nearly 100 miles of jungle that I had just crossed was completely silent, and I could no longer hear the singing of birds and insects, nor could I see animals and birds again. She kept guessing that the only living creatures in the jungle at the moment were probably those ignorant ants and insects.

Carefully blessed herself with advanced stealth and natural protection, Dai Liel cautiously walked out of the jungle.

Coming out of the jungle, the scene in front of her choked her throat tightly, making her unable to breathe freely, and the thick and pungent bloody breath choked her stomach with pantothenic acid. And the dense layers of corpses also made it extremely difficult for her to walk, and from time to time she would stumble over the stump and severed arm of the stretched stump. If it weren't for the Dryad's unique agility and balance support, she would not have been able to traverse the jungle of the Woo Body and reach the depths of the most terrifying battlefield.

This was supposed to be the area where the fighting was fiercest and densest in the early stages of the war. Near the half-collapsed white bone city wall, the dense corpses of wild beasts and the rotting corpses of the undead were piled high, and they were repeatedly trampled and rammed by thousands of big feet, and the individuals that formed the corpse pile were already unrecognizable and could not be identified one by one. Only the stinking and rotting black blood still flowed out of the corpse pile, winding slowly and persistently along the undulating rouge jungle.

Although there are countless beasts and undead lying here, it is dead and silent, and there is no life at all.

Climbed the pile of corpses with difficulty, climbed the half-collapsed city wall after the bloody battle, and half of the Yin Wind City was in full view. The blood mist with gusts of bloody wind floated on the ground, stubbornly refusing to disperse easily, making it impossible for Daryl to peek smoothly into what was going on in the center of the city.

But the dead silence of the battlefield seemed to have revealed something, making her heart ......beat rapidly, and a dangerous intuition kept urging her to flee from this place quickly.

The entire Yin Wind City was already a city of flesh and blood, and the ground was covered with strangely shaped beast corpses, and there was no shortage of undead creatures inside. Near the city wall, you can also see tall and mighty tree figures. It's a pity that they can't feel half of the breath of life on their bodies. Around them, there are large groups of undead limbs, severed bodies, and more blood and meat foam whose identities cannot be identified.

Some of the treants had apparently died from the ravages of ice-based spells, and the remnants of crystal blue ice flowers and glittering ice arrows could be seen on their bodies.

But what attracted her eyes the most was the huge demonic beast figures that died miserably. An iron-armored rhinoceros with a big hole in its head, a fierce four-armed ape with broken bones and tendons, a terrifying jungle python with most of its flesh and blood gnawed away, and a winged flying snake with steel wings and a body that still has traces of rage by berserk spells......

In the vulture, Daryl saw a terrifying figure that was half a bear and half human.

This is a scene where a druid is killed in battle after his wild transformation into an earth bear. Apparently, before he died, the fading of the forces of nature made it impossible for the druid to continue to maintain his wild transformation form, and only then did he appear in his half-bear, half-human intermediate form.

Like other jungle beasts, this druid who died in battle could no longer find half an inch of intact skin on his body, and the whole person seemed to be put into a drum knife array and twisted it all over his body, and his body was full of terrible scars crisscrossed and deep to the bone. The deadliest blow was to the chest, where a penetrating wound killed the druid. Exploring the inside of the chest cavity, the whole heart is missing, which is really scary.

Further along, the more often Warcraft and Druid corpses appear, the higher the level of the dead creatures. And around their corpses, there are always the remains of hideous and terrifying high-level undead.

It was an extremely tragic war.

The more she looked, the more numb Daryl's stimulated mind became, and the faster she struggled to move forward with her hooves tumbling over. She didn't want to look at these horrific corpses anymore, and she no longer wanted to find out from them the jungle companions she once knew. She just wants to move forward, move forward, and see the end of the war a little earlier.

Maybe...... Perhaps at the very center of the battlefield, there was a partner she could name, waiting for her to be treated.

Crawling through one thick pile of corpses after another, and rounding one bloody battle circle after another, Daril finally crossed the Rouge Jungle and the Bloody Mist to the heart of the Windy City.

Compared to the undead buildings that were mostly crumbling on the periphery, the center of the Windy City was still largely intact. The spire of the towering dome had broken completely, and only the bottom half of the base still stood above the ground, with the scorching and mushy smell of the lightning storm raging.

Compared to the dead silence of the periphery, the center of the city is now bustling and noisy, like a crowded market in a human city. It was full of terrible undead stumbling around carrying corpses, and countless strange undead rummaged through the corpse pile, as if searching for something.

Seriously, almost all of the people who can stand and move at this moment are undead creatures, and all of them have a powerful aura and are domineering. And those crazy beast tides that once surged like mountains and seas turned into corpses all over the ground, waiting motionless to enter the natural cycle.

If the undead are victorious, doesn't that mean that the jungle has failed?

Such a simple question took Dai Lier a quarter of an hour to clearly understand. Those friends, partners, and kindred people she knew and didn't know were lying here quietly at the moment, becoming nourishment for the growth of powerful evil forces.

She wasn't mistaken, the countless busy undead were throwing the picked animal carcasses into a pit shrouded in pale mist. Every time a batch of corpses was swallowed, the pit would spit out a thicker pale mist and extremely pure negative energy, and several terrifying undead who looked like the leaders of the undead were levitating above the pit, frantically absorbing the negative energy to repair their bodies.

Daril had a vague feeling that that pit was the source of evil that Vandal's wise man said he must eliminate. In her intimid peeping, an occasional violent shock of death caused a gap in the pale mist, which allowed her to peek into the scene inside the pit.

White bones, endless white bones, all kinds of white bones, completely bizarre white bones......

It was a pit of bones, and any strange type of skeleton could be found in it. Stacked on top of each other, they are like bones buried deep in the ground.

And in the depths of the Ten Thousand Bones Pit, there are countless strange fireflies drifting slowly. Every time a firefly falls on a skeleton, countless bones will be spliced together, instantly assembled into a skeleton humanoid, and climb up the endless crevices of the skeleton.

At the edge of the deep pit of the sea of bones, skeletons are constantly crawling out of it, clumsily and slowly joining the hard-working army of undead, doing never-ending work under the assignment of high-level undead dressed as skeleton mages and corpse witches.

Daryl's body shuddered, and on the other side of the bone pit, she saw the corpse of a huge and hideous green dragon and the broken and lifeless body of the Demon Beast Lord Naguza.

At this moment, there were many hateful-looking undead spellcasters surrounding the two most valuable loot, carefully cutting and disassembling their bodies, and preserving them in different categories. Even under the green dragon, you can see countless clay pots and containers, which are bleeding in an orderly manner.

These damned, filthy, evil abominable undead are desecrating the bodies of their fellows, I ......

For a moment, Dyryl even pulled out the poison-quenching javelin placed in her backpack, wanting to kill these evil and ugly guys in one fell swoop, but the task she was carrying made her dare not act rashly.

In the dense jungle behind her, Zulushid, the guardian of the jungle, was leading an army of treants on a treant treant 30 miles away, unaware of the situation. I have to pass back the latest battle report here. The Druids and the Beast Lord have been defeated, and the undead are regaining their strength in their own peculiar ways. If the Treant Legion had been running headlong at this time, it would have been difficult to escape the same fate as the Druids.

Now, her most important mission is not to kill the enemy, but to smoothly relay the truth of the situation here, leaving everything to the great Zulushid.

The figure slowly retreated, and Dai Liel scanned the surrounding movements with concern while desperately maintaining the existence of the advanced stealth technique. A crisp sound of broken bones sounded beneath her. She...... She inadvertently crushed the arm bone of a dead skeleton.

The sound wasn't too loud, and it stands to reason that there shouldn't be any undead on such a noisy and chaotic construction site. But it was clear that the goddess of fate did not favor poor Daryl the Jungle Dryad today. Two miles away, a humanoid figure suspended above the sea of bones, with a thin and capable body like an ordinary human nobleman, turned his head suddenly, and a pair of demonic blood pupils suddenly lit up.

I didn't hear him shouting loudly, and I didn't see any special body movements from him, but when his strange blood pupils stared firmly at Dai Lil in the air, this orderly construction site was boiling in an instant. Countless strange human figures rose into the sky, turning into hideous bats with flapping wings in mid-air, surging in this direction like black oppressive dark clouds.

It's a leak!