After sitting down in the military camp, Yuan Chenfei got straight to the point: "How much impact will environmental changes have on the super bomb?"
Hanche replied: "The power has dropped by about 10%."
"Not very big." Yuan Chenfei was a little surprised by this answer.
"The crux of the problem is not here." Hanche explained: "According to the detection of scientists, there is currently a strange particle within a radius of twenty miles centered on the Gate of the Dead. This particle will penetrate into This will not reduce the power of the explosives we have deployed in advance, but it will put all the explosives in an unstable state."
"You mean..."
"Detonate at any time."
Is that so
In other words, what really caused trouble was not the weakening of the bomb's power, but the instability of the bomb, which made it difficult for these explosives to be pre-ambushed.
Items such as landmines and super bombs are almost impossible to use, and even artillery shells must be kept twenty miles away from the Gate of the Dead.
"Do you know what it is?" Yuan Chenfei asked.
"The information given by the Chinese General Staff is that this is a dissociation spell unique to the world of the dead. It was originally used to dissociate equipment and even life. However, when used in the human race, due to the inconsistent environment between the two sides, it was reflected in On technological equipment.”
"The Curse of Dissociation? Since it is a curse, someone should have released it?" Yuan Chenfei asked.
"Yes, and it's probably just over the door," Hancher replied.
After entering the delay period, the Gate of the Dead is under full martial law, and professionals will no longer pass through. The other side of the door may be occupied by an army of undead now.
Yuan Chenfei thought for a while and asked: "If you don't rely on super bombs and just rely on artillery bombardment, how long do you think it will take to solve the Gate of the Dead?"
Hanche replied: "Theoretically, ten minutes is enough, but this is based on the fact that there is no protection method in the undead world. But after we analyzed the methods that the other party may use, we believe that the undead world will basically not give us these ten minutes. Time. The main reason is that the natural disaster clouds and fog may be fully diffused the moment the bloody battle begins. By then, we may not even be able to see the target. Even setting the various elements in advance is useless. The methods of the undead world are better than we imagine. The easiest way is to use a large number of undead soldiers to form a bone wall... "
Yuan Chenfei interrupted him: "What if it's the Demon Cannon?"
Han Che was stunned: "The Demon Cannon should be able to solve many problems. But we don't..."
The Demon Cannon is now a unique weapon of China. China has generously disclosed the technical information so that the whole world can build it. After all, it is a matter for the entire human race. The problem is that building the Demon Cannon requires too many materials, and these materials are now Basically everything is in the hands of China.
China, which has always loved peace and common development, changed its normal attitude when facing a life-and-death battle and resolutely adopted a China-first strategy. Of course, allies will also receive some resource support, but it does not include the United States.
Without resources, it is impossible to build the Demonic Cannon, which is one of the reasons why the United States is helpless when facing the Gate of the Dead.
"I have it." Yuan Chenfei said: "But there is only one door, and it is a small one."
"I'm afraid that's not enough."
"It doesn't matter, I will come when the time comes." Yuan Chenfei said and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Han Che was confused.
"The world of the dead." Yuan Chenfei replied.
To the realm of the dead? Han Che was stunned: "What are you doing there?"
"Of course we are dealing with those undead. Once the Day of Freedom begins, if everything goes well, the battle may be resolved within ten minutes. If the Gate of the Undead is destroyed, won't there be no chance of fighting the undead? Here? Before that, let’s go shopping first.” Yuan Chenfei said and walked out.
Han Che was shocked: "You are throwing yourself into a trap!"
"That's right!" Yuan Chenfei waved his hand: "So, wish me good luck."
"You madman!" Hanche shouted.
Unfortunately, Yuan Chenfei ignored him at all and went straight to the Gate of the Dead.
As he said, he came here to fight the undead and seek a breakthrough, not to defend for a few days and then fight for a few minutes.
The most important thing is that this time he is free to move, and he does not need to be restrained by the mission of the gods.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yuan Chenfei suddenly felt something in his heart and cursed secretly.
Sure enough, the light and shadow image of Mystra has appeared.
"Are you planning to go to the world of the dead and turn things upside down?"
Yuan Chenfei gritted his teeth: "I plan to go to the world of the dead to do something, but I don't want it to be under the assignment of the gods. Please help me and don't give me any more tasks, okay?"
Mystra laughed: "On the night before the war, everyone is free, and you will not receive any mandatory tasks."
"Won't you accept mandatory tasks?" Yuan Chenfei tasted the meaning of these words.
"Yes." Mystra replied: "Look, God is still very generous. In fact, if you knew the content of this mission, you would thank God. After all, not every mission is so generous."
"Talk about it."
Mystra has said:
"Special mission: Death of the Dead."
"Task content one: Survive in the world of the dead until the day of freedom. Accept this task. During the execution of the task, your comprehension ability will be improved."
"Task content two: save at least one soul of the undead. If you successfully do it, you will understand that this in itself is the greatest reward."
"Task content three: Complete a transcendent combination. After completing this task, you can make a divine choice."
"Task content four: Hunt an undead king. After completing this task, you can choose between the undead king's enlightenment and the divine fire."
"Task tip: If you accept this mission, you will not get any additional benefits from killing the undead during the mission. With your current assets and abilities, those external things are no longer important, right? Because It is a special invitation mission. This mission is not mandatory. You can choose to refuse. There will be no penalty for failing the mission. But you, who have already stood at the pinnacle of the human race, are you willing to stop here? The gods are optimistic about you and will do it for you. Point out the clear path, and it’s up to you how to proceed.”
Seeing the mission prompt, Yuan Chenfei was happy: "It is indeed an unprecedented treatment. There are no coercive or punitive measures. The only question is probably... can the gods be trusted?"
Mystra obviously also knows that there is not much room for argument regarding the issue of the gods' divine products. Despite this, he still said: "Among the Xingluo Ten Thousand Races, there is a race called the Zhenyan Race. What this race is best at is verbal deception. They have deceived their children in all kinds of ways since they were young, and they always try their best to let them go. Children suffer losses, are fooled, and take pleasure in doing so. That is to say, the Mantra tribe who grew up in such an environment have a unique ability to distinguish lies. For them, all races in this universe, as long as they have the ability to communicate ability, then there are no lies for them. They can always find the truth in your words and cannot be deceived."
"Is there such a race?" Yuan Chenfei was surprised. But he also understood what Mystra meant. The so-called deception of the gods actually meant to help them grow
Although I don’t understand why the gods are so keen on the growth of players, at least the purpose itself seems to be correct.
Even completing a transcendence has become a task, and the gods' attitude towards him has changed from playing games to urging him to grow.
In this respect, the Game of the Gods is not just a game but a horse race. As the winner of the human race, Yuan Chenfei is entering the formal ripening period.
After realizing this, Yuan Chenfei also became more respectful: "In this case, then I will accept this mission."
"Very good, then I wish you a good time." Mystra has disappeared.
After accepting Mystra's mission, Yuan Chenfei walked directly into the Gate of the Dead.
When entering the Undead, he had already opened his four-dimensional vision, prepared the light of teleportation, and was ready to jump in space at any time, so that even if there were thousands of Undead warriors surrounding the door, they would not be able to kill him instantly.
But after entering the realm of the dead, Yuan Chenfei was still stunned.
There are no undead soldiers.
Except for himself, the world of the dead is empty. There is nothing. Everywhere he looks is an empty wilderness.
The world of the undead world is always dark, with yellow-green sky, gray land, and dead trees and dead hay everywhere.
Sand and soil are flying all over the sky, and there are a lot of dead bones in the dust and mud...
Wait, Dry Bones
Yuan Chenfei looked at the black land.
White withered bones littered the wilderness, and broken limbs littered the ground.
At this moment, a bone arm in the wilderness suddenly moved.
He flexed his fingers and crawled on the ground a few times until he came to a sternum. With a click, the two broken bones were put together. Then he continued crawling. The leg bones and skulls along the way were automatically spliced together, and a skeletal soldier emerged from Stand up slowly from the ground.
Looking around, all the bones were moving in all directions, and soon the wilderness was filled with skeletal soldiers.
They slowly turned towards Yuan Chenfei, and then walked towards him step by step with their broken bodies swaying, ghost fire lighting up in their skulls.
As they marched together, they gradually formed an army, marching in neat steps and moving with an absolutely consistent rhythm of action.
"Wow." Yuan Chenfei whistled.
These skeletal soldiers are really born warriors, at least when it comes to marching, they kill everyone instantly.