.Through the choking smoke that had not yet completely disappeared, Feili slightly lowered her body on the broom and swooped down towards the zombie group on the ground.

Logically speaking, as the commander of the army in charge of thousands of troops, Feili's responsibility should be strategic or tactical judgment, planning and command. There is no need to charge personally and compete with the death captains who were blinded by the blood. However, what is very helpless is that the direct troops under his command are really not good, and the mercenaries of the Japanese island country are also unreliable. Faced with the rush of evil spirits coming from the undead and the hard demands of the Inca friendly troops in the encirclement, Feili, the unlucky commander, had to bite the bullet and take action personally.

Fortunately, at least he was not fighting alone - the vampire female professor Rebeca lightly controlled the little silver dragon snow wind, and the fiery red Renee whipped the old black dragon Sherlock Holmes who wanted to retreat in the face of the battle, always following not far from Feili, which made him feel a little comfort from the bottom of his heart: no matter how bad the situation in this life is, there are always people in this world who are silently caring and supporting him... At such a crisis, only the person next to him is reliable.

Perhaps inspired by this warmth, when Feili swooped down from mid-air, listening to the sharp wind whistling in his ears. Looking at the ugly appearance of the zombies in the street below, he had no fear in his heart, only a calmness, a numb calmness, and... as if it had become a reasonable tactic as instinctive.

The moment the broom was about to touch the ground, Feli tried his best to lift upwards, barely avoiding a few dirty claws that stretched out to him. Then, through a spell detection, he determined that there was no necromancer nearby, he bent down and reached into his arms, and took out a round token with a white background and blue edge - this was the waiter voter certificate given to him by the Magic Goddess when he was summoned last time, and the Meteor Token - held high above his head.

"Praise the great mothers of magic, and disperse them in the name of the waiter voter Feiri Taylor!"

Accompanied by Feili's low shout, the dazzling blue and white light suddenly poured out from the token, and the surging positive energy swept over like a tsunami, and in the blink of an eye all the zombies on the entire street were submerged. For these evil monsters driven by negative energy, the magical technique filled with positive energy was their natural nemesis. The pure positive energy released from the meteor token directly came from the magic goddess itself, which made their decayed bodies collapse and collapse within a few seconds, directly turning into piles of dust.

However, there are too many zombies gathered in the ruins of Tongbes Harbor.

Feili had just used a meteor token to violently clear a street, and the zombies coming from behind immediately filled the empty spaces. In the rotten minds of these monsters, there was basically only the urge to bite the living person, and he had no idea of ​​fear or cringe. Even if hundreds of thousands were wiped out by the erosion of positive energy, he still continued to roar and move towards the direction of the aura of living persons, and then continued to smash into pieces in the wave of positive energy.

This seemed to temporarily stop the progress of the zombie group, but Feili quickly couldn't bear it - although the meteor token is the best artifact rewarded by the goddess himself, the positive energy it can accommodate is also limited. After praying devoutly every day, it can only be used three times in a row, each time lasting less than one minute... After all these three "level gold fingers" were used up, Feili could only rely on his level 14 alchemist's ability to fight. As we all know, an alchemist has never been a profession that is good at fighting...

Fortunately, he was not the only one who knew the weakness of the Meteor Token. Seeing the situation stalemate for a while, the two female vampires following him soon joined the battle.

"It's now, my little snow wind, come on!"

Rebeca waved the exquisite calfskin nine-tail whip and whipped hard on the buttocks of the mount under his crotch. The pain-wrenching little silver dragon immediately pierced its head, and the powerful waves of air hit by his wings instantly lifted a large number of zombies.

"In the name of the goddess of magic, dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, and immortal creatures should sleep underground forever! Holy purification!"

Leaping down from the back of the mount, Rebecca pulled out the Savras scepter in the air and drew a few strokes at the zombies who had not yet gotten up in front of him. A ball of silver fire burst out from the surface of the big diamond at the end of the scepter. Countless dazzling holy white lights burst out, covering everything in a half-mile...

When the white light finally dissipated, all the zombies that were originally covered with the streets and alleys disappeared without a trace. Only the thick white gray covering the ground vaguely proved the existence of these monsters - this is the real Naserier Arcane, the noble identity of the agent of the mortal world of the magic goddess, and the terrifying combat power of the heaven-defused level shown by the same person after being double overlapped on the same person!

One horse can serve thousands of troops, and one man can fight against a country alone. That's all.

Without corresponding means of restraint, a simple human sea tactic will only turn into a one-sided massacre in the face of such absolutely overwhelming power.

However, the "fuel" that supports this "combat machine" to maintain high-intensity operation is also rare and difficult to find. An unfortunate candidate must make a huge sacrifice. Amidst the shrill crying, his neck was torn apart by his sharp fangs and bleeding...

However, compared to those poor people who have to sell their souls to the devil to barely realize a few small wishes, the price of regular bloodletting is already quite cheap. What's more, they can get a lot of affordable compensation, either glory or erotic...

So, although Feili was almost fainting every morning, the howling was enough for many officers to use it instead of alarm clocks, and because of long-term habitual blood loss and severe hypotension, his face was often much paler than that of genuine vampires... But deep down, he was actually quite satisfied with this "pain and happy" day.

After all, when they have this indelible and solid bond between them, he no longer has to worry that his girlfriend quietly swept through all the soft and soft things and secretly ran away with other men... A bad-lucky citizen who was cheating on his girlfriend in his previous life was in endless resentment.

In short, after this devastating shocking attack, in almost half of the city near the coast, except for Rebeca, who was driven by positive energy, all other undead creatures were instantly destroyed.

At the same time, Renee took the opportunity to ride the old black dragon and drove straight in. A short-distance space door was opened above the head of the zombies surrounding the Inca army. The huge water flow like a waterfall suddenly sounded and rushed out of the door. The other end of the space door was connected to the water storage tank of the Xiangrui. The Xiangrui water storage tank was directly linked to the water element plane. As long as the Mither energy core that provides energy was not scrapped and went on strike, there would never be any danger of drying up and exhaustion. It floated out in the air hundreds of feet from the ground, and all the Inca soldiers and rotten zombies in the melee, regardless of the enemy, were wet.

Then, after a little breath, Rebecca stepped onto the little silver dragon snow wind again and soared into the air, instilling the huge positive energy that had just condensed in the Savras scepter into the artificial waterfall created by Renee.

As a result, the serious positive energy was mixed and dissolved in the pouring water flow, and the artificial waterfall turned into a holy waterfall...

The warriors who were traumatized and even infected with corpse poison were healed and recovered by a large amount of holy water in the blink of an eye. The zombies that were rushing towards them were burned and smoked in the holy water flashing with golden luster. Soon even the flesh and bones became piles of unrecognizable ashes. Moreover, as Renee dragged the space door, the golden holy waterfall slowly moved in the air. All the zombies that were swept by it were smoked, purified, and finally turned into ashes.

The remnants of the Inca army, which had rashly attacked, were in a hurry and almost fell into a desperate situation. They also scared away tens of thousands of ugly zombies from the Kuroshima Samurai Order. It seemed that they were easily solved by several big *oss from the Giant Bear Legion in between.

However, according to a certain convention, when the first group of wasteful fish used as a wayfinding stone was easily wiped out by the "Justice Camp", it was the villain's turn to appear in person.

Seeing that all the zombies that besieged him turned into ashes in an instant, the remnants of the Inca army, who suffered great losses, cheered sincerely. Then, the defeated soldiers and defeated were rushing to the dock along several avenues, hoping to meet with the Naserel Allied Army as soon as possible and get the long-awaited rest and supplies.

However, the enemy lurking in the dark obviously did not intend to let the prey that was about to get to escape easily. Accompanied by the ominous rumbling and violent tremors as if the earth was shaking, large cracks broke out on both sides and in the center of the street, countless pairs of black palms with almost only bones slowly stretched out from the cracks, then slapped heavily on the ground, pulling out all the bodies hard.

After seeing the hideous appearance of the new opponent, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.

These monsters that emerge from the ground look like zombies and skeletons. They are said to be like skeletons because their flesh has basically rotted and fallen off, leaving only white bones. However, unlike ordinary skeleton soldiers, they still retain some twisted internal organs in their abdominal cavity, and use it as their main attack weapon.

Before the Inca soldiers could react, accompanied by the "swooshing" wind, dark red striped objects suddenly emerged from their abdominal cavity, like a frog's telescopic long tongue, pounced on the target's body accurately. The soldiers who were unfortunately caught fell down screaming and many blood-filled alienated blood vessels burst out from their bodies, and they seemed to be infected by a heavy evil toxin.

Looking at these strange and disgusting monsters, Feili's face suddenly became much ugly.

"Demon Soul Corpse! This is Samaster's Demon Soul Corpse! They are right, Okai has indeed defected to Samaster!"
Chapter completed!