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With the steady development of the Grand Cemetery, the current mainstream combat power has crossed the threshold of level 16.

It is conceivable that in the future, those cemetery subordinates who have exhausted their potential and are stuck at level 15 will also withdraw from the stage of history and fill the vacancies in the cemetery cities around the world.

This is a kind of natural elimination that the cemetery must go through if it wants to develop downward, and it is also the mainstream of biological development.

The emergence of autonomous souls is too unpredictable, and the evolution of the cemetery class also requires a lot of flesh and blood, so the undead natives have become the backbone of the smash hit in the cemetery.

Seriously, Karui and Plataya are both representatives of the successful natives of the undead in the undead realm. With their own efforts and hard work, they carved out a world of their own in the cemetery. Now he has become the hero of the best in the cemetery, and he has also become the lord of the city. In every sense of the word, they were idolatrous to these undead natives.

Therefore, this group of undead elites, leaders, and small lords who came out of various remote corners of the undead world cherished these rare fighters very much, and their enthusiasm even surpassed that of the acting city lord Kalu.

The eagerness for war, the eagerness for war exploits, has exploded even without war mobilization. In the later stages, Karui and Plataya even had to suppress the over-inflated self-confidence at the bottom, otherwise a defensive counterattack that had already been planned would turn into an active attack.

In the anxious waiting of everyone, an unprecedented Warcraft war is about to begin.

Before the big war took place, small contact wars, ambush wars, and guerrilla wars were already in full swing. In addition to those undead mercenaries who couldn't bear the loneliness and fought each other in the jungle in advance, many experimental troops from the hands of the corpse witches in the cemetery also put into the battlefield one after another, turning the nearly 100-mile jungle north of Yin Feng City into a quagmire of strangulation.

Hundreds of mercenary teams of different subordinates, and nearly 1,000 cemetery subordinates with rich combat experience, reasonable troop mixing, and ruthless and bloody methods are interspersed and lurking inside. or ambush the opponent's spearhead, or lure the opponent's small team into a trap, or wantonly sneak attack and harass the main force of the opponent's team......

They come and go, gather and disperse.

When he was young, he was just a skilled slaughter team composed of three or five mercenaries, and he could tease and ambush everything. When there is a whistle, a team of nearly 100 undead can be gathered locally, and the opposing team will be forcibly dispersed and slaughtered.

Relying on the eyes of many undead who had been ambushed in the jungle beforehand, the cemetery mercenaries also played guerrilla tactics with the druids and other children of the jungle, turning a vast and quiet jungle into a killing battlefield.

Because the cemetery mercenaries who fought were of a huge level, and they all had their own special skills, they completely had the upper hand in small-scale elite battles. Although there were casualties in the whole killing, on the whole, the undead side took advantage of it and made countless gains.

Through this bloody contact, Yin Wind City finally fully figured out the composition of the attacking team.

The team that attacked this time was almost entirely made up of jungle beasts, and the number of them cannot be clearly counted. They are led by a large number of indigenous Warcraft, although the race and origin are more complicated, but the dominant one is still the famous local Warcraft Lord, a winged flying snake that has reached level 18.

The Winged Flying Snake, a lightning monster, is a giant python with a pair of huge wings in appearance, and is famous for having a snake crown that resembles a crown on its head.

I don't know how the group of great druids used to move this Warcraft Lord, and even let him take his vassal Warcraft to drive the hordes of jungle beasts and fierce birds out of the nest and attack the source of evil for a long time. Along the way, they were swept up in a lot of low-level beasts, and when they approached Yin Wind City, they actually formed a local tide of violent beasts.

Looking down from the sky, in the vast and precipitous jungle mountains, countless black and oppressive beasts are running, roaring, and even fighting and devouring each other locally. The whole jungle was full of surging black spots, lions, tigers, bison, black bears, wild boars, cheetahs, monitor lizards, pythons, and even bats, baboons, and owls were mixed in, running vigorously in the direction of Yin Feng City......

Behind them are a large group of jungle monsters with extremely high intelligence, the most common ones are griffins, four-armed apes, pengbirds, iron-backed rhinos, wind wolves, and two-legged wyverns...... The uncommon ones are mosquitoes, horses, and grey bag beasts...... In short, all the magical beasts you can find in this area can be found in the team at this moment.

Such a large and chaotic team could not be defeated at all, so they could only drive them in the direction of Yin Wind City. It can be seen that the Warcraft Lord is only using them as one-time free cannon fodder!

Seriously, no matter how much cannon fodder there is, Yin Wind City is not afraid, but the druid groups and many intelligent monsters mixed with the vast tide of beasts give the cemetery mercenaries a headache.

These guys don't need to drive jungle beasts like their fingers, they just need to be able to tell me from the enemy. Therefore, if the cemetery mercenaries want to successfully ambush and kill high-level intelligent monsters or druid groups, they must clear out a large number of fierce beasts that accidentally break into the battlefield from time to time, and it is extremely difficult to fight.

With the rapid onslaught of the berserk beast tide, the strangulation line composed of cemetery mercenaries retreated again and again, and finally let the flames of war burn to the long-awaited Yin Wind City. On this nearly 100-mile jungle road, you can see the corpses of wild beasts all the time, and you can smell the pungent smell of blood everywhere, which has become an out-and-out road of death.

Finally, when the Beast Tide Advance approached the land of 5 miles of Yin Feng City, Yin Feng City issued a general order for a full contraction.

Bands of cemetery mercenaries galloped on horseback or rode giant bats and retreated from the jungle, sinking into the thick fog of war characteristic of the cemetery city.

Behind them, groups of vicious wolves, lions and tigers ran and roared on the ground, countless baboons and giant apes jumped like flying in the treetops and forests, and from time to time there was a loud ape cry that shook the mountains and forests.

The earth trembled, the jungle roared, and countless ironclad rhinos, razor boars, mountain leopards, and pythons poured out from the depths of the woodland, flooding the land in front of them like an overwhelming torrent.

The closer you get to the Windy City, the more corrupted the earth becomes.

Shrouded in the thick fog of war in Windy City, the once lush forests of the mountains have degenerated into a dark, rotting earth. The supertree that used to be impossible for two or three people to hug was now a scrawny and eerie ghost tree, with no greenery in sight left on it, only demonic twisted branches and old and broken cobwebs.

The green of the ground had receded, revealing a bare, dark soil, wisps of pale mist wafting across the lifeless earth. Powerful evil ghosts loomed in the mist, leaving only the lingering howls of terror in heaven and earth.

There is even a fishy and pungent turbid sewage in some areas, soaking the ground to a sparse sparse ground, and the figure of undead can be faintly seen inside.

The land of evil, the land of filth, this is a place that must be purified.

Every druid who saw the drastic change in his environment felt an unquenchable anger welling up in his heart. These undead are simply evil like never before, and everywhere they go, they have corrupted the whole world into a terrible death place where only fallen creatures can survive.

They are simply the worst enemies of the natural jungle!

"Purify them completely! Let them taste the wrath of nature......" and other roars followed, and the druids were indignant, swearing not to share the heavens with the undead.

However, the many Great Druids who led the team suppressed their restlessness and turned their attention to the Druid Elders, the commanders of this purification operation.

On a high ground overlooking the nearby mountains and forests, a dozen druid elders with fluttering hair, green leaf robes, Panli wood canes in their hands, and professional equipment such as deer helmets, wolf helmets, and bear helmets on their heads are carefully looking at the future battlefield, hoping to see more enemy arrangements from them.

Unfortunately, in the enemy's land, all the plants have either withered or been distorted, and they can no longer respond to their requests. And the thick fog of war floating at an altitude of 50 and a half meters also obscured the prying eyes of air sentinels. Many druids have driven their animal companions, such as owls, larks, and mountain eagles, to get under the clouds to see what is going on, but they are often never seen again.

The only thing that could give them feedback was the terrifying scene of fierce resentful spirits and terrible banshees pounced on the sky.

It's a well-prepared group of undead creatures with extremely well-organized warfare and efficient ways to kill, and they're not alone. They have a city, a terrible city that belongs entirely to the undead.

As the beast tide progressed, many druids entered the fog of war, and finally got a glimpse of the gloomy cemetery city shrouded in the fog.

The whole city is characterized by the undead, and is completely painted in gray-black tones, with almost no semi-visible variegation. Most of the towering magical buildings were topped with terrifying round spikes, like hideous bone spurs on the terrifying undead under the eerie mist.

The overly rich negative energy makes countless ghosts and ghosts manifest here, and the mist floating between heaven and earth can condense into the body of evil spirits at any time. Unbridled horror and malice hovered between heaven and earth, and any dry bone that fell on it could instantly condense into a broken soul fire.

It's a place of resentment, and it's a city full of malice.

As soon as the huge beast tide driven by the Demon Beast Lord entered the deadly rotten earth, there was a lot of discomfort. Countless small animals under the vitality often fall headlong while walking, and their bodies gradually decay and fester, and finally turn into fishy black water.

This couldn't help but cause a commotion in the herd, and the front end of the beast tide began to stagnate.