Different World Development Manual Chapter 23: The fleeting year is not good

Where the undead goes, no grass will grow.

The power of death gathered by the army of more than 100,000 undead made the beasts entrenched nearby suddenly feel shivering.

Those mighty monsters may be better. Even if humans have made a lot of noise around here in the past few years, they don’t feel like the oppressive force brought by the army of more than 100,000 undeads.

The monsters kept away from the undead army.

After all, no one likes to deal with this group of guys from the world of death who give themselves a trace of soul chill.

Of course, there are also that kind of silly beasts. The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They rushed up with the sound of "Woo", and were made into zombie beasts by the army of the undead and joined the army of the undead.

The grudge rides on the shoulders of the strong man, holding the 2-meter-long staff in both hands, humming: "When I arrive, I will kill all the steel beasts and humans in the town. They are all clean, all refined into undead, hum."

The army of more than 100,000 undead does not know that the danger has come, and they think they are the ones who bring danger to others.

There was a flickering light spot in the sky, and the necromancer beside him pointed to the sky and said: "Sir, it is a meteor, the flow of the ground world..."

The meteors seen in the world of the undead are completely different from the meteors seen in the ground world. Although the sky exists in both worlds, the moon exists in both worlds, and stars exist in both worlds.

But that is a meteor in the world of death, not a meteor in the world of life at all.

As soon as the Necromancer's voice fell, the meteor arrived in a flash.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a huge fireball exploded next to him. Countless undeads were blown into the sky by the explosion. The skeletons were blown to pieces, the zombies were blown to pieces, and the ghosts were blown to pieces.

"Boom!"

The explosions directly exploded among the undead army. From the tail to the vanguard, the entire undead army was violently attacked.

Countless undead fell down, turning into pieces, piece by piece, piece by piece.

The grievance is shocked. Is this the meteor shower in the terrestrial world? This is too terrifying.

The Grudge quickly ordered: "Form a magic circle and hold up a magic shield to resist the meteor shower!"

The necromancers immediately put up their wands, and began to chant magic in their mouths, forming an array, using the power of death to build a huge magic shield.

However, the penetrating power of the meteor shower is too strong. Even the magic shield constructed by the magic array, at the moment the meteor shower touches it, it smashes into magic elements with a flash of light. Point, dissipated in the air.

The grudge was shocked, and I was too unlucky.

When I sneaked into the human town, I was attacked by the monsters, and I was killed by the monsters.

While preparing to avenge the human town, he was hit by a sudden meteor shower, and the army suffered heavy casualties.

And this group of undead is the undead with no emotions. Facing the bombardment of the meteor shower, since they will not flee in all directions, they continue to maintain a marching formation.

But the grievance can't be hurt. It is his subordinates who die, and the grudge hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and dig a hole and bury yourself! How deep you can dig, how deep you can dig!"

The special skill of the undead-burial.

This is not a magic skill, nor is it an attack skill.

It's just that many undead will choose to bury themselves in the soil when they "rest".

For species such as skeletons and zombies, if they have enough sun exposure, they will also choose to sink into the ground and breathe the underworld.

This is the Tubo Plateau. Several electromagnetic cannon matrices are attacking the undead army here. The grievance can only make the undead in this attacked area bury themselves on the spot.

Even blaming himself, chanting in his mouth, he dug a deep pit, jumped in, and dressed up as a "dead man."

The grudge hid in the deep ground, unleashing the power of death, feeling the situation outside.

"Rumble!"

The arrival of the meteor shower made the whole earth tremble.

Even the grievances buried in the depths, I can feel the layers around me "puffer".

The falling of the meteor shower even seemed to cause an earthquake in the entire area, and the small bone armor of the grievance was also swaying in the bottom layer, "crunching".

God knows how long this meteor shower lasted, about a few minutes, about a few days, about a few years, about a century.

The immortal undead will live for a long time in the undead world, and the concept of time has long become blurred.

I don't know how long it took before the trembling of the whole earth finally subsided.

The grievances and the undead army got up from the ground, looking at this devastated world, the original dense woods have also become a piece of scorched earth.

There are huge pits of several meters, more than ten meters, or even dozens of meters everywhere on the earth.

Countless broken bones have been dyed black, and the bodies of those zombies have been blown up to the point that there is no dregs, and most of the ghosts who have not had time to escape are scattered.

The spirit fire in the eyes of the grievance was dumbfounded, feeling his own army.

The undead army of more than 100,000, after the border of the meteor shower, only more than 90,000 are left.

Surprised and swallowed, although he had no saliva to swallow, he said anxiously: "This... is this too bad luck?"

"Buzzing buzzing buzzing..."

There was a huge roar above the head at this time, and the grudge raised his head and looked into the air, looking in the direction of the sound, but the goose found nothing.

But when I looked back a little further, I saw that several huge steel birds had already flown on top of my head.

Several of the big steel birds opened the hatch, and the dense excrement came down directly from the big steel bird's ass.

The grudge felt that what happened to him today was very strange, and he was killed by a monster, and he encountered a meteor shower.

After the epidemic is over, there are still big steel birds in the sky excreting feces, provoking themselves.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, the grudge raised the tall staff, pointed at the sky and chanted a spell.

It's just that the long spell hasn't been finished yet, and the excrement in the sky "should", it turned into a sky full of flames and fell from the sky.

"Gan!

It's the Fire Phoenix!

They even pretend to be other monsters! "

Except for the fire phoenix, there is nothing else that can cause this continual flame.

"The current fire phoenix, is it a flame to pull a baba?"

The flame covered by Putian fell, and the grudge greeted everyone quickly: "Water magic! Hurry!"

The necromancers once again formed a magic array and began to use water magic.

But even with water magic, facing so many flames, it becomes difficult to stand up.

Many of the flames, even if you use water to deal with them, you can't extinguish them.

The necromancers suddenly felt strange that water can put out the fire, but the scene before them has subverted their imagination. This water can't put out the fire at all. This fire is like a spiritual fire, immortal.

The flames suddenly burned down below and the undead screamed, and considering that there were trees everywhere, the grudge had to give an order to bury himself again to avoid the flame's attack.

Those who buried slowly were swallowed by the merciless flames.

Rolling on the ground, screaming, begging for the kind undead around to help him and save himself.

But the undead can't protect themselves. If they can't protect themselves from winning, there is still a possibility of reaching out to help others.

One after another flees.

The passing years are not good~IndoMTL.com~ The complaint is lying underground, feeling the heat of the ground being scorched by the flames, even if it is a bald, sweatless skeleton, he can feel his bones sweating.

With this kind of fire, coupled with the nearby woods, it is impossible to continue to attack the human town and seek revenge from them.

Unless the flame burns out, it is possible to continue marching.

The grudge didn't know how long he lay in the ground. After a few days, I felt that the fire outside was almost over, and then slowly got up from the mud.

A head popped out, looking at the scorched black outside and the bare trees that were burnt to carbon, and he sighed: "Finally burned out."

In the fire, my undead army was burnt down to more than 50,000. The downsizing is really too heavy. If you want to continue to do something, it is terrible.

The grudge looked up at the sky, and suddenly found that there were strange and big things floating around on his head, like olive-shaped things.

"What the **** is this?"