Ming Yue, the alien's three-day ninth month, controls the power of transformation of life and death, and is good at crafting tyrannical branches of flesh and blood puppets such as zombies.
The Witch Palace also has a secret method of raising corpses, which was secretly learned from Ming Yue's lineage. Compared with Ming Yue's lineage, the zombie warriors cultivated by the Witch Palace are at a comprehensive disadvantage in terms of cost, efficiency and combat effectiveness.
In the long history of war between humans and aliens, the alien branch that caused the most headaches for humans was the Mingyue lineage.
The elite warriors of Ming Yue's lineage almost never show up on the battlefield. Those who participate in the battle are only zombies and other flesh and blood puppets they control. These terrible tools of war are tireless, fearless, ferocious, never retreat in battle, and their numbers are enough to make everyone despair.
Just like this time, the zombie army surged in from the north. Each square formation of ten thousand people was about five miles apart. The huge team stretched for thousands of miles. The queues in front and behind were extremely thick. The total number of zombies definitely exceeded 100 million.
Those who have not seen it with their own eyes cannot imagine the strong shock brought by the mighty gray torrent. In particular, all zombies move exactly the same, and each step is the same size. Hundreds of millions of zombies move in unison, giving people a weird and terrifying feeling.
With rumbling steps, the zombie army of Ming Yue's lineage galloped towards them.
Suddenly, in front of the zombie army, several bloody lights lit up, and several Yu clan nobles from the Blood Moon lineage angrily came out of the air to block them. An old man from the Yu tribe who was dressed in unusually gorgeous clothes waved his arms angrily and spat at the top of his lungs:
"You shameless bastards, what are you doing here? This is our battlefield!"
A hoarse and cold voice came from the dense queue of zombies: "Greedy Emperor Shi Clan, do you want to monopolize the credit for conquering the human race? Do you want to refuse your brother's help? Do you want to refuse your brother's goodwill? ?”
The old man of the Yu clan howled angrily, like a wild dog that had been robbed of a bone in his mouth: "Help? Goodwill? You are here to take the credit! Shameless and despicable villains, our Blood Moon lineage does not need you. With help! We have enough power to conquer the human race!"
After a long silence, the hoarse and cold voice sounded again: "Well, the people of the great and supreme Ming Yue never waste time on words. We are here to grab the credit. You don't want to monopolize the credit of conquering the human race. You have Any opinions?"
Before the old man of the Yu tribe could speak, the voice shouted coldly: "What's the use of your opinions? We are here, and we must get our share. Get out of the way, otherwise our legion will be taken from you. Step over!"
'Dong, dong, dong, dong', while the two sides were negotiating, the zombie army of Ming Yue's lineage did not stop, but continued to stride towards the south. The entire phalanx of 10,000 people just held their heads high and raised their cold bronze Changge diagonally, and bumped into a few old men of the Yu tribe who were blocking the way.
Without emotions and unable to think, the walking zombie warrior's chest hit several Yu clan old men, forcing them to fly into the air in disgust, standing in mid-air angrily and cursing.
The smell of these zombie warriors is very unpleasant, filled with the smell of ancient mold and decay. For the nobles of the Yu clan who have severe mysophobia, even being touched by these zombie warriors is intolerable. .
They were suspended in the air and yelled, but the curses could not cause any harm to these zombies. The mighty zombie warriors marched toward the south in a hurry and in neat steps.
Behind these wind-moving zombie warriors, large groups of zombie beasts that also exuded a musty smell ran in neat lines. These zombie beasts are huge in stature, with shriveled flesh sticking tightly to their bones, and their pitch-black skin emits a cold light unique to metal.
"Hulking, huffing", some zombie beasts as big as hills spewed out thick cold air from time to time. The corpse poison secretly prepared by Ming Yue's lineage turned into gray flames visible to the naked eye, and hundreds of hundreds of them were sprayed out from the mouths of these huge zombie beasts. Zhangyuan.
The corpse poison flames sprayed on those zombies, and the breath of these zombies became stronger.
However, the old men of the Yu tribe who were suspended in the air hurriedly dodged away. These corpse poison flames were a great tonic for zombies, but they were deadly poison to living creatures.
"Assholes, how dare you be so rude?" The old man of the Yu tribe who had just spoken screamed angrily. The people of the Ming Yue lineage actually ignored his warning and just controlled the zombie army to march straight in. This simply did not let the Blood Moon lineage go. In the eyes.
"If you have any objections to our actions, go and complain to our Majesty!" The hoarse and cold voice was dry and emotionless: "But this march was personally issued by our Majesty, so... you don't want to take all the credit. !”
Before the Yu clan old man could speak, the hoarse and cold voice continued: "Are you angry? Then continue to be angry! What can you do to us?"
Several Yu clan nobles of the Blood Moon lineage were so angry that their faces turned black with anger, and they all stood twitching in mid-air without making a sound. The mighty zombie army continues to rush south. Soon, following the zombie warriors and zombie beasts, the war equipment of the Ming Yue line also appeared within the coverage of the array.
It was a chariot made up of countless bones. On the chariot, which was strangely shaped like a giant skull, stood towers of bones with black smoke rising from them. These bone towers are densely covered with runes, and dense green phosphorus fire shoots up from the bone towers to a height of more than a hundred feet. Occasionally, strong winds blow, and large phosphorescent lights splash out from the phosphorus fire, and fall to the ground, making the burning mud "puff". Huge holes were melted out.
The human army that was originally responsible for encircling and annihilating the remnants of the Qian clan in the north has already fought against the vanguard of the Mingyue clan.
The zombie warriors at the front raised their Changge uniformly, and in the same posture and angle, they leaned forward and stabbed forward at the same time.
Large areas of blood sprayed out, and thousands of human warriors were pierced by Chang Ge. However, they fought hard, and a large number of zombie warriors were also split and smashed. Large areas of zombie warriors were bombarded with huge force and staggered backward. He fell down and knocked over countless zombies behind him.
Amidst the sound of "whirring", on the skeleton chariot a hundred miles away behind, the bone towers suddenly spurted out green phosphorus fireballs the size of water tanks. With a dense green light, the phosphorus fireball streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, falling silently into the human queue.
The phosphorus fire exploded, and a large group of human warriors were burned into human-shaped torches by the phosphorus fire, running around with green fire hissing all over their bodies.
On the battlefield of Evil Dragon Bay, the situation of the human race took a turn for the worse, and the situation became extremely serious.
(End of chapter)