Chapter 188 (2/2)

The corpses of the riot gathered into a blood black trend, and the festering eyes reflected the amazing fire and bloomed in the void!

”Boom!”

”Boom!!”

The fireball exploded in the dense walking corpses. With the flame flashing, the broken limbs and arms were thrown everywhere. Then, the first walking corpses who had just climbed the wall fell down and were submerged in the sea of fire.

A fireball technique can cause the power of a grenade. More than a dozen fireballs are fired together, causing unimaginable lethality in a dense range.

”Shoot an arrow!”

Han Mo looked at the corpses submerged by the sea of fire and shouted coldly.

Suddenly, a crossbow and arrow broke through the air and shot at the walking corpse with tenacious vitality!

The fire spread all over the body, which was even more ferocious. However, under the shooting of crossbows and arrows, the head was shot by sharp arrows, and the burning body fell down. With the spread of the fire, the dirty and chaotic life was finally ended.

Walking corpses, as the name says, are corpses that rely on instinctive action. They are originally dead, so why fear death.

With the dedication of various families (converted into military merit), the materials are extremely rich. Even if they are allocated to the lower level professionals, they are slightly redundant. However, the demon clan invasion is a long battle of persistence. No matter how tenacious any city in history is, it finally falls under the demon God's army, and there are few surviving cases.

Therefore, saving unnecessary materials is the wisest choice for visionaries.

”Wheezing!”

The flames moved and the corpses died.

There was a flash of fire at the bottom of his eyes. Han Mo narrowed his eyes and watched a group of walking corpses fall into an elaborate ambush. He raised his head and looked into the distance. There was no wave in his heart.

At the other end of the street is the boundary between the east block and the west, which used to be the dividing line between the gray forces of weasel and crocodile.

The layout of Titan city is crisscross. Driven by the purple Luoyuan meeting, the major families formed an alliance to form a united front, taking Nancheng manor as the base camp and advancing to the three fronts of northwest and East!

There is a boundary wall blockade outside and a demon invasion inside. The high-rise of Titan City shrinks the front and gathers all defense forces to recover. At present, the effect is remarkable.

At present, the demons occupy nearly half of the territory. The residents who have no time to retreat can only become slaves and rations of the demons.

The abyss demon clan conquers a territory. It usually enslaves all races. Some people also kill it directly, make it into meat and feed the demon clan army.

It's not our race. According to this thinking, the upper level of the demon family, the commander's subordinates, waved a butcher's knife to the slaves and killed them all. It's certainly right to keep some food to meet the blessing of the mouth. We should also find ways to make use of what we can't eat. For example, bones can summon the dead, the soul can be made into magic medicine, the body can be cut into meat, or hold a large-scale sacrificial ceremony to meet the interest of the demon God.

”Seeing these enchanting little corpses, I shot them on the spot!”

”Brothers, shoot! Shoot! Shoot them!”

”I can shoot so far, can you?”

The battlefield, which made all the combatants nervous and dignified, suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

A feather arrow, like a competition, shot at the walking corpses in the sea of fire, and compared who shot far.

Among them, four crossbows and arrows nailed the limbs of a walking corpse to the ground, allowing the flame to spread all over the body and burn in the fire.

On the balcony, a slightly squinting jackal took back his crossbow and proudly welcomed the envy and appreciation of the public.

Archery is so accurate that it deserves to be the captain of the Jackal.

This alone is enough to be loved by the little fox (the archery hobby cultivated by kesenberg).

PS: hahaha, no card! Spring of thought! Burst! Burst!