Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 300 Oh my god, I feel like my merit is growing continuously.

The corpses came out of the cage and thousands of cannons roared. Such a momentum was too shocking. The rising sun in the east attracted the attention of everyone inside and outside the city. Even the Holy Light Church, which was engaged in a fierce battle, fell silent for a moment because of this.

"Master Yu, you can fly, go over there and see what's going on!"

"I won't worry about things here, you old sharp-eared guy. If you have time, help me find out what's going on over there?"

The Guild of Weirds suspected that the other party was well prepared, and the Holy Light Church also suspected that the other party had experts. In desperation, they spontaneously sent their troops to go there to find out. However, after a long journey, they all got the same message.

——"Holy shit!"

The cannon barrels emitting billowing smoke have become extremely hot. Although they can still roar continuously under the reinforcement and cooling of magic, the operators inevitably made mistakes, gradually expanding the range of the bombardment from the city gate itself to This whole city wall.

But in the face of this increasingly powerful bombing, the fanatical believers who had lost the ability to think just carried out their tasks numbly, constantly urging the living corpses to pour into the city gate one after another, and then One handful after another turned into black ash all over the ground.

Ask yourself, the well-informed Yuto and Blois have seen similar scenes. Those high-level professionals who can destroy cities and villages with just a few gestures can definitely achieve such an effect. It is worthy of admiration, but it is definitely not surprising. .

But the humans and orcs who gathered around the iron pipe and laughed loudly were clearly low-level professionals, and they were just constantly smearing liquid and stuffing things into the pipe and lighting the rope behind it.

In other words, these weapons seem to have nothing to do with everything that professionals are proud of, and there is no threshold for use based on bloodline or numerical values.

So……

Since humans and orcs can use these weapons, can elves and feathered people also use them?
Since these weapons can blow up densely packed living corpses to pieces, will elves and feathered men also be buried among them?

The more you experience, the farther you can see. As two long-lived species, both of them felt that their bodies were getting colder and hotter, and they all sensed the coming crises and opportunities.

But for Yuren, now is not the time to think about this. No matter how good the weapons in the distance are, they are still attacking their own people. If they are not destroyed, the battle will be lost!
He glanced at the old elf and immediately rushed out of the inner city while he was unprepared to let these low-level and ridiculous living creatures learn what the power of the Shadow Feathers was.

However, just as he shook his wings, a heavy shell from the Urban cannon hit a defensive cover only tens of meters away from him. In an instant, the entire red transparent cover shook out with strong ripples. .

If it hadn't been for the fact that it was a city-level defense formation that didn't cut any corners, Yuren might have had to deal with it today. But even if there was a near miss, he was still so frightened that his wings trembled and he fell several meters.

……

As we all know, as an excellent weird council member, the most important skill to learn is how to ensure your own safety. It is too dangerous to fly out of the city gate hole under heavy artillery fire. It is better to think of a safer and more suitable plan, such as …

For example, turn off the formation!

Let the fanatic believers close the entire isolation barrier, and he wants to see if their artillery fire can cover the entire city when all the living corpses flow into the outer city through any exit!
Just do it, there is no time to waste! Yu Ren turned around and planned to rush to the formation room in one breath.

However, his sudden whereabouts had attracted Bulova's attention, so as soon as he moved, a long-awaited gun shadow struck him.

The Yuren who couldn't dodge was directly sent flying. Looking at the tumbling world in front of him, he only had one sentence in his heart.

——Damn, why are things about Sunshine City always so bad!
However, he did not have to deliver the order in person, so he immediately sent a magic communication after regaining his balance.

"Hey! Damn it, stop raising Gu! I order you to turn off the entire isolation barrier, turn it off, turn it off, must turn it off!"

However, what came from the other side of the magic channel was not the classic crazy crooning with a little trembling, but an extremely calm voice.

"Why? Open it, open it, you must open it!"

"Open?"

After struggling to avoid another swipe from Blois, Yu Ren even lowered his head to make sure he was holding the magic stone that could contact the formation room.

"Asshole! This is no time for joking. If you don't close the isolation barrier, you will lose! God will definitely punish you..."

But the person on the other side still had that calm and relaxed feeling, and there was even an obvious smile in the magnetic voice.

"Why is the Wendigo not a ghost? Shadow Feather... Oh, Brother Mothman, remember to ask Bloody Mary to call me next time. If it's not a female ghost, I won't answer."

Having said that, the smile could no longer be suppressed. A series of laughter came from the other end of the communication, and the hall was filled with happy air.

"I... 豼豼... grass!"

No matter how panicked Yuren was, he should have reacted. This formation room had obviously been stolen!

"Ah ah ah, I want all of you to be buried with me!"

Angry, he was full of ghost energy, raised his claws and was about to fight for the old elf, but in the next second he was shot away by Blois.

The person chatting with Yu Ren on the phone was none other than the God of Death who had been practicing in seclusion for a long time. During this period, his sense of existence was not high because he was busy killing various monsters in the underground world. After Tian Wuzuo died, he finally reached around level 20, where most high-end players were.

The first thing he did after coming out of the mountain was to sneak into the inner city with the other gods from the challengers and capture the formation room based on the intelligence he had obtained previously.

For other players, this bloody journey is still a huge mental pressure even if they can't be stopped. Unfortunately, in the eyes of this group of madmen who could slice themselves up for study if the system hadn't stopped them.

"That's it? It doesn't feel as bloody as my lab."

"The living zombies are not good at fighting. I thought the zombies in the fantasy world would be on the same level as Brother Zhi."

"Hey, I just found someone with a clean mouth and bit me... Don't worry, put the gun down, I haven't changed into a corpse! Guess what? It's so funny that it can't change at all, it's just a debuff that continues to be weak, wipe it Just put in the rejuvenating liquid and that’s it.”

Since they are not afraid of living corpses, the players have nothing to fear. If they were not afraid of alarming the enemies in the formation room, they would have walked unparalleledly through it and reached the outside of the formation room without any effort.

However, they did not rush to take action. Instead, they carefully threw a poison gas bomb as a test... The people inside all fell down without even a groan. After waiting patiently for ten minutes for the gas bombs to take full effect, they smashed the glass here, and then bravely rushed in relying on their extraordinary poison resistance abilities that they had honed over time.

But this group of fanatic believers is indeed powerful. The strongest one among them stubbornly did not faint despite being subjected to horrific chemical torture. However, he could only lie on the table and linger on, staring at the player with red eyes. They are.

"Just rest."

However, when the God of Death picked him up and threw him to the ground, he discovered that there was a strange purple crystal pressed under his body, and it began to flicker and vibrate before he picked it up. He recognized that this was the so-called communication magic stone, and The previous conversation happened.

And after having fun with this guy who, although he didn't know who he was, was definitely an enemy, with the words "Shadow Feathered Man" carved on the stone, he also sent the news of the successful victory in the formation room to the public screen.

At this time, the artillery position had completed the first round of shelling. The operators, whose heads were buzzing due to the roar, temporarily stopped firing. Otherwise, if they continued to fire at such a high intensity, even with the dual protection of magic and materials, their hands would It’s time for these weapons to explode.

Looking up, the city gate that has become scorched and blackened is extremely miserable. In the gate that was once crowded with people, there are only a few living corpses with incomplete limbs crawling hard, driven here by the fanatical believers. The army of tens of thousands of corpses was wiped out in this way.

But for the Tower Community coalition with thousands of elite troops...

"That's it!? No way!? I'm really dead!?"

The shouting players thought that this wave could be increased in intensity, but in the end, except for a few pairs of ears that had some problems and caused them to speak louder, there was not even a single bit of damage in battle.

However, they didn't believe that the game official would let them go like this, so they started whispering black shit at the top of their lungs.

"Officially, the game is bad. I guess this is just a guard level! The big one must be in there!"

"Yes! This level can't be that simple!"

"Then I'm relieved! Brothers and sisters, just follow me!"

However, before officially entering the inner city, there were still a few enthusiastic water mage players who helped clean up the open-air crematorium. Otherwise, few brave reincarnations of Zilong would dare to enter directly into the city gate filled with ashes. .

"OK, rush!"

If this magical plague of zombies is a catastrophe in the inner city, then the players rushing to enter the new paradise are the destined nemesis of the zombies.

Blessed are the living corpses that have just gradually wandered here unconsciously from other areas. Players eagerly began to interact with them passionately, giving them a series of very affectionate nicknames such as "Lao Ge Lao Sister Lao Di Lao Mei" and more. It was very generous of them to all make themselves comfortable on the ground and head off to the Western Elysium to live a good life.

Therefore, they didn't feel anything when they used artillery to bombard them wildly. After killing several poor people trapped in the skin, the players were pleasantly surprised to find that killing this thing not only increases experience, but also increases merit! Now it's really hard not to kill him.

"Chief Argus! Chief Baptiste! I will leave it to you to gradually expand the safety zone and clear the country! We will help you explore the way!"

Leaving the unprofitable hard work to innocent dungeon friends, the players quickly disappeared into the streets and alleys of the inner city like cockroaches caught by a flashlight, leaving only the joyful laughter.

"???"

Others in the coalition army could not understand the excitement and madness of the pioneers at all. For fear of being infected and transformed into living corpses, they chose conservative tactics of steady and steady action, intending to gradually expand the territory according to the players' suggestions and clear out a safe zone.

At the front of the team were shotgun tauren who were fully armored. Even the oldest living zombies could not bite through their armor, and would instead have their heads blown apart by the firearms.

Walking in the middle were lizardman guards with rifles. The higher accuracy of the weapons meant that they could snipe and kill some distant threats, and they could also clean up the corners that the minotaurs had ignored.

As for the armored batmen, they waved their wings and flew into the sky. Although there were not enough firearms distributed to them, they could provide complete air support with their excellent new crossbows.

In addition, the team also has the magical assistance of Cyclops, and they are also good at some psychic magic. They can also invade the empty brains of the living zombies, which can be regarded as a range of hard control.

Blois saw that what these strangers were doing was regarded as friendly forces, and he tried his best to take the confrontation with the feathered people to other places, making the players who followed behind and wanted to see the gods fight shook their heads.

"It's a pity. It seems that this is an officially designed easter egg, so you can only look at it twice."

And those players who have not noticed this have already started their own immersive zombie world adventure.

Four people climbed up to the roof of the apartment building as a team, carrying firearms and cleaning down floor by floor. They were obviously reenacting the live-action version of "Long 4 Survival".

"I really can't find a suitable shopping mall, so let's make a living here today. Those who like to watch, double-click and take a walk!"

There are people wearing armor, holding cold soldiers, and carrying shields, walking slowly in the open area. They probably want to experience a magical version of "Le Shi Joseon"

"Listen, our current setting is that the Han Expeditionary Force lost its way to Europa. No one should use magic later. Don't ruin the experience."

The adventure king who went to a nearby club to criticize Brother Fu for being drunk and extravagant, and then went out for a night run with a group of professional staff, lamenting that he had never been chased by so many girls in his life.

Wearing only a single piece of clothing, challenge the battlefield inventor who starts from scratch, fights and transforms with only the things he picked up, and completes a night of exploration and survival in a dangerous neighborhood.

There was also a person who took off all the equipment that could be removed from his body, rubbed his arms with tight pores in the cold wind, and prepared to challenge the extreme survival in the zombie world.

"Friends who often participate in wilderness survival know that any protein that can be ingested must not be let go. For example, you see, there is a completely dead living corpse here."

"Oh, of course, I definitely won't eat this, this is not allowed, this is not allowed, so..."

"I'll taste the maggots on it for everyone! Oh, Ollie, fuck him..."

[The anchor has been banned]

Okay, the whole thing was too harsh, now even the account and the live broadcast room were banned.

(End of this chapter)