The army of the undead marched neatly, wrapped in the billowing black mist, lined with their white bones, and the undead birds that swept through the sky circled and fell.

The golden skull sword holding the white bone sword stretched forward, and the neatly marching skeleton army began to speed up, and the formation was still uniform.

The sound of footsteps resonated with the ground, and the black mist swept forward with the wind......

Woo –

Whining!

The sound of the trumpet was desolate and desolate, and the army of white bones launched a charge, surging towards the Goblin Arsenal, setting off a battle frenzy again.

In front of the main street of the ruins of the arsenal, four tall goblin machines stand.

The dwarf mecha has four arms holding sledgehammers and axes left and right, standing in the middle of the street, hideous and mighty, and at a glance it looks like the main force of the next slashing mobs.

The elven mecha has set up a crossbow, and the iron crossbow reserve is refreshed every minute, so that the driver does not have to worry about the follow-up endurance. So she swung out a total of twelve goblin crossbows on her shoulders, chest, and crotch, and her thumb-thick short arrows waited quietly for the brackets and gears to be pushed.

The two Terran teenagers on the left and right, who originally belonged to the tank profession, had already put their fingers on the button of the deathlight shooting at this time, waiting for the white bone army that was already clearly visible in the distance to enter the firing range of fifty meters......

On the top of the warehouse next to the four-seater mecha, two figures stood there, this was the regression that Mu Qian chose after careful consideration.

If you are below, it will affect the play of the four of them, so it is better to assist the attack on the side, and you should be lazy to take a break.

Often facing the army of monsters, Linglong has calmed down a lot, looking at the undead army array that extends horizontally for more than 100 meters, her shallow lips pursed slightly, and the staff in her hand is ready.

"Who killed more?"

Hong Lingjin asked on the team channel, and the air at this time was already full of the neat footsteps of the undead army, and it was easy to drown out the nearby talking.

Wanyue snorted: "I'm afraid you won't make it?" Fire! ”

Woohoo! The barrels of the two black holes on her mech's shoulders burst into two long bursts of red light, shooting straight ahead.

The two tall skeletons that were charging at the front fell to the ground in response to this light and shadow, and were directly trampled by the army of undead in the rear, crushing to pieces. Two holes appeared in the skeleton's chest, corroding in all directions, and soon the sword-inaccessible white bone figure turned into a puddle of black water.

This is the goblins' war dark magic technology - Death Light!

And the foot-long red light erupted rapidly, connecting into four long winding ropes, and shot towards the skeleton army without locking. The Goblin Deathlight Cannon, with a rate of fire of two rounds per second, has begun to fire at full speed!

Whoosh!

The elf mecha erupted with a dense sound of breaking the air, short arrows were fired one after another, and the vanilla milkshake was only one person, with the blessing of the goblin magic mecha, it was like the firepower of an archer brigade!

The powerful force carried by the short arrow directly caused the running skeleton to fly backwards, disrupting the undead who had carefully maintained their formation, and causing a group of people to roll on their backs.

The skeleton attack that rushed directly in front of it stopped for a moment under the long-range fire of the three mechas.

But in the interval between the firepower, these undead pounced fiercely again!

As a deceased, why fear death?

There was a silent cry of killing, the broken bones trembled, and the raised bone blade reflected some kind of sharp light.

"Kill!"

The dwarf mecha jumped up and fell down heavily, and the strengthened force shook the thousands of troops with a shock wave that swept over the white bone figure within a range of dozens of meters in front of it! The axe and hammer responded, and he slashed violently, shattering skeletons around him - if the porcelain was shattered!

"Hahaha!"

It's a dwarven warrior laughing unbridled and indulging.

The elven mecha crossbow continued to shoot rapidly, and its dexterous pace was not affected by this huge body in the slightest, and the slender body had a kind of elegance of its own.

The two 'D2-Enhanced' Terran mechs have already swung their fists and pounced on the left and right of the elven mechs, and the rules of protecting the remote back row apply at all times!

War! Real war!

The short-lived splendor of the ancient goblin civilization collides head-on with the rising forces of the undead!

The main battlefield was in the street below, and the undead had flooded the four mechs, but they couldn't make them go back half a minute, and it was difficult to even get close.

"That's a lot of experience." Wanyue suddenly whispered to the team channel.

Several people also paid attention to the experience gains that were constantly refreshed in the battle statistics, and found that these mobs in front of them were similar to the experience of ordinary leveling points of level 56 and 7.

Hong Lingjin casually selected an undead who was about to crush under his iron fist, and shared his attributes to the team channel.

Big Skull Blademan (low-level undead)

Grade: 57

Physical Attack: 1902-2059

Magic Attack: 1034-1300

Physical Defense: 800

Magic Defense: 700 (Doubled by Light magic damage, Dark magic damage halved)

HP: 70000/70000

Skills: Strengthen the blade, undead regeneration

Description: The number of low-level undead summoned from the Silent Lands by the demonic minions of Nas 61 Orlando is seemingly endless.

There are only two skills, one is still the regeneration of the undead with increased health during the war, and the other is also the blade of the enhanced normal attack, but the strengthened normal attack has just exceeded two thousand...... It's a mob indeed.

These undead pounced on them with a ferocious appearance, dealing an average of only one damage to the impacting mech, slashing out no more than twenty damage......

Mu Qian said: "The monster attribute is also slightly lower, pay attention to the position, this is the system that wants us to fight a protracted battle." ”

He stood on the roof with his broadsword in hand, staring at the endless army of the undead, but his brow did not furrow in the slightest.

With such an open and honest paddling experience, I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

Linglong began to swing her staff, causing the undead around several teammates on the street to fall into the range of a slow-slowing blizzard, which played a huge role in reducing the pressure on her teammates. Occasionally, there are undead who are attracted to hatred by her, and before they have time to turn back, they will be smashed to pieces by the rampaging goblin mecha!

Under the No. 36 boundary monument, the old, thin figure standing on the dam had a pair of eyes that became extremely sharp, as if it could penetrate the barriers of the layers of stone slabs and see the scene of the fierce battle in the arsenal.

"Goblin ...... Tinder ......"

The low, long, chant echoed in the emptiness......

"The immediacy of a sci-fi blockbuster." Linglong stood in the corner of the roof and admired.

She glanced at the swordsman who seemed to be a little bored, and wanted to take the initiative to find something to chat with him, and she was indeed delicate.

"Well, it's spectacular."

Mu Qian took a step forward and stood side by side with her, as if he couldn't control his desire to fight, and wanted to fight on the street, but he was reluctant to let her stay here alone. Seeing that the four people on the street had become more and more tacitly cooperative, he somehow felt a little relieved.

On the street, it faintly formed a three-sided defensive line, and three melee mechs protected the elven mechs, allowing the vanilla milkshake to maintain uninterrupted fire coverage.

Mu Qian nodded and said, "A few of them, but the cooperation is getting more and more tacit." ”

"Master, be careful!"

Wan Yue suddenly let out a low cry, and the two cannon barrels on her shoulders fired, but they came straight towards Mu Qian's head, almost shooting past him head.

Mu Qian turned around and looked, and saw two white bone birds similar to the skeleton of an eagle falling from behind him not far behind him with black smoke, and turned his head to look at the street as if nothing had happened.

"Hee-hee, I'm amazing!" Xiao Wanyue decisively invited credit.

Boss Mu reprimanded her instead: "Pay attention to positioning and self-protection, your mecha will bleed faster." ”

The Wanyue Knight made a grimace at Mu Qian, but also began to pay attention to the details of the mecha operation.

In just two minutes after the battle began, her mecha had already lost 20,000 HP, while several others had lost 10,000 HP. Even so, the loss of their overall mecha blood still made Mu Qian's brows furrow.

The four people who fought couldn't see it, but he could see that the army of the undead rushing by the abyss was still endless, and he couldn't see the edge.

Sea of undead bones.

The virtual world international criminal organization led by Elpsius, after its official debut, mostly used this tactic......

No way, the game background is set too long, so many years, how many bones and undead will be accumulated? And this will also become the main leveling monster group for players outside of Warcraft.

The streets are in endless fighting, and there are more ruins and scars in the ancient.

Mu Qian stood there, looking at the white bones, but thinking about a virtual tragic character.

It's not the elven winged man with the blue heart of the sky, it's not the Cili, who is far away in the sea to carry out pirate business, it's not the Devourer boss who has a super good opinion of him, and it's not Barbat, who will definitely trigger the quest after finding it, or the bearded man in the city of sin...... Wait a minute.

He was thinking about the ancestor of the undead, the legendary Lich Elpsius, one of the final bosses whose name had not yet been given to the vast majority of players at this time.

Hero? Demon?

Mu Qian's gaze is getting deeper and deeper, and he can change the trajectory of the player and change the story that is about to happen. However, it is impossible to change the game background that has been set, let alone interfere with the game system running the entire plot.

This is also a game plot that once made him crazy and unforgettable.

In the past, Elpsius willingly degraded himself into a lich, summoning the endless dead to fight for the living, and tearing apart the counterattack of the Warcraft race. For this, he suffered the curse of the dead, the jealousy of the gods, the loss and depravity of the expansion of power, and the condemnation and sinking of conscience.

Mu Qian still remembers the picture that left an unforgettable impression on him in the official promotional video of the player's seventy or eighty levels:

A majestic figure in a tattered cloak stood on the top of the mountain, alone in front of the black shadow of the demonic beast flying in the sky, and the figure of the demonic beast rushing madly in front of him.

But with its back to the last city-state of the intelligent race, its back to the humanoid race that was abandoned by the gods who protected it, and its back to the cemetery behind which the ancestors were buried......

It seems that his shoulders are resisting the weight of a thousand pounds.

The gods stood far away in the sky, and they were sneering.

Tired warriors stood at the head of the city, looking out in despair.

The lonely figure suddenly knelt on the top of the mountain, but instead of praying to the shadow in the sky, it was chanting a spell that had never appeared before.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and the scepter of light in his hand trembled slightly, but it turned from dazzling gold to a miserable white leg bone. When he slowly stood up from his knees, his hands slowly raised, the ground of the cemetery behind him was trembling slightly.

'If I am abandoned by the world, if I am reviled by posterity, if I am rebuked by my ancestors, I, Elptius, will bear it alone. ’

May the flame of living beings not be extinguished, may the light of wisdom last forever, and may those who are behind live in peace and happiness.' ’

'Come back!' The unquenchable spirit of war! ’

'Canopy of the Dead! Return of the dead! ’

He raised his arms and shouted, and the black gas brewing in the earth covered the sky, and on the battlefield covered with corpses in the distance, human figures stood up one after another.

The gods trembled, the monsters trembled, and the creatures were silent.

In the cemetery behind him, white bony hands poked out of the dirt......

"Masquerade, masquerade?"

"Huh?" Mu Qian turned around a little from his trance, "What's wrong?" ”

Linglong asked in a low voice, "I see that you seem to be stunned, is there something wrong?" ”

"I suddenly thought of some plot, it's fine."

Mu Qian kicked lightly with his left foot, and the big sword rose horizontally, and was clenched by his right hand.

Elpsius, in this life, I will fight you to live up to the name of a hero.

"Protect yourself here, I'm going to kill them for a while, help them reduce the pressure."

Linglong nodded slightly, staring at his figure leaping into the sea of bones, her eyes slightly attached.

She never said anything like "stay safe" or "be careful" because it wasn't needed for him.

Just because of that invincible sword.