I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 310 The real undead army

The voice just fell.

Just then, the bald man who had turned into a monster roared in the sky, raised his feet and rushed towards Ryan!
That swift and fierce posture is like an angry rhinoceros!

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Ryan pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the shield.

I have never heard of players turning into monsters after death.
Could it be that this is another positive buff for the prophet camp? It looks like hell.
Before the opponent's strength is clear, Ryan plans to defend conservatively.

Although he was slightly startled, he was not panicked.

He trusted his shield, which was made of fine steel, to be strong enough to block most attacks.

at this time.

In the peripheral vision, a shining object flashed across the air.

Ryan, who was concentrating on dealing with the bald man in front of him, did not react immediately.

The next second, he saw the object hit him with a bang!

Glass shards flew and a green mist poured out!

Well? !

what? !

Ryan's vision was blocked for a moment, and then he felt his whole body, including his arms, go numb, and he froze in place!
【You have been poisoned】

[Acquire paralysis effect, duration: 12 seconds]

Ryan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because he was focusing on the monster-turned-bald man, he temporarily forgot that he was in a chaotic battlefield!

Rather than a one-on-one arena!
Anyone can sneak attack him!

Even so, the timing of throwing the poison was really good.
Ryan didn't have time to think deeply about the situation. He felt bad and tried his best to move his steps, but his body only staggered.

The next moment.

A sharp fist bypassed his shield, was caught in the hunting wind from the side, and slammed into his face!
"Bang!"

The fist and the mask collided, making a dull loud noise.

The violent tremors were connected all the way to Ryan's brain, causing him to lose consciousness for an instant. His eyes were all white, and the light spots flickered like an elf dancing.

In an instant.

He felt the mask forcefully squeeze his cheeks inward, and the cold fragments penetrated into his flesh.

The pain sensation weakens, causing bursts of pinprick-like pain.

——Skill, [Shield Crack]!
Ryan reacted very quickly, and white light burst out from the shield.

At the same time, a voice sounded from the side:
"Stay back! It's going to explode!"

The bald man received the signal, and a flash of irritation flashed in his enthusiastic eyes.

But he immediately stopped his hand, tapped his toes on the ground, and jumped out a long way.

Subsequently.

"boom!!!"

The familiar explosion was released from the shield.

Flying dust suddenly rose up, gravel and soil flew everywhere, and the surrounding ground became scorched black.

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Ryan panted and raised his hand to pull off the cracked mask.

The hideous wound spanned half of his face, covered with blood, and looked very scary.

His eyes passed through the flying dust and fell on the bald man opposite.

The explosion range of [Shield Crack] was quite large. Even if he dodged it, the bald man still suffered some flesh wounds from the blast on his front.

The wound was turned outwards, with burn marks all around.

It looks like wearing a patterned coat.

"Mind your own business!" the bald man spat, glaring at the side, "This is my battle, why are you meddling in it!"

It was the player Qingfeng Shili who threw out the poison and reminded the bald man in time.

At this time, he was smiling, but there was a murmur in his heart:
Ouch, if you continue like this, you will get beaten.

We need to divert this reckless man's attention.

Qingfeng Shili rolled his eyes.

I wanted to find an excuse, but suddenly I noticed something, my eyes widened suddenly, and I exclaimed:

"Hey?! Are your injuries—are they healing?!"

Hear the words.

The bald man looked down.

I saw that the explosion wounds on the front of my body were gradually fading!

At the same time, a system prompt came into view:
[Special body effect of bio-paste: when receiving damage, health will be slowly restored]

!!!

The bald man was stunned, and then a touch of ecstasy appeared in his eyes!
He raised his eyes, glared at Ryan, and grinned a vicious smile, just like a butcher who slaughters pigs during the New Year:
"You're stupid, you weakling. I didn't expect that I could heal myself! Hahahaha!"

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Ryan was indeed stupid.

His eyes were wide open and his mouth was half-open, looking at the bald man in shock.

In just a few seconds, the scars caused by the explosion were almost invisible!
This, how is this possible? !
"How long did it take for you to resurrect after your death?"

Ryan swallowed and asked hoarsely.

"Ah?" The bald man picked his ears and said nonchalantly, "Of course he came back to life immediately."

"This is impossible!" Ryan shouted in a low voice, "Not only is there no death penalty, but you also get a new body and almost monster-like special effects."

"I have never heard of such a powerful skill!"

"what on earth is it?!"

The bald man didn't answer him immediately.

In fact, he didn't quite understand it himself.

After being killed, he originally thought that he would experience a few seconds of death penalty, lose experience, and then be resurrected.

Unexpectedly, the dark waiting interface immediately changed.

The surroundings were filled with distorted phantoms, and a smell of blood floated into the nostrils.

My ears heard a dull gurgling sound, and my skin felt wet and sticky.

It's like being soaked in amniotic fluid and curled up in the egg membrane.

then.

A familiar soft voice sounded above his head like a blessing:

"My brave warrior, please accept the blessing of the Prophet."

"Once again, wield the sword."

The words fell.

There was just a popping sound, and fresh air rushed in along with the white light.

The bald man opened his eyes again and saw himself reappearing on the battlefield.

The body has turned into this "ghostly appearance".

Although he didn't know what was going on specifically, he could draw the result based on those words.

"Hmph," the bald man snorted with a puff of air coming from his nose, "Joining this prophet camp is a bit interesting!"

At least, there are enough things in the underworld!

After what happened just now, his erosion level increased by more than ten points!

Hearing this, Ryan was shocked.

"Prophet camp. It is indeed the case."

Ryan suddenly chuckled and murmured happily:

"I just said, how could Anlos be so unintelligent, knowing that his camp will lose, but still refusing to take action?"

"It turns out that he had already prepared everything."

"Your Majesty the Prophet, you have already clearly predicted this battle."

He suddenly felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at them all the time.

Watch every move they make.

——"The Prophet is watching you."

Ryan shuddered suddenly, and was awakened by the bald man's shout:
"You're so disgusting! Isn't that disgusting! Are you gay?!"

Ryan: "."

The emotion and sense of empathy he had just risen suddenly disappeared.

Qingfeng Shili said with a smile: "Homophobia means hiding in the closet~ It's not like me, who openly reveals my fetishes in my ID."

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One sentence made the bald man who was fearless change his expression.

His face instantly turned pale, as if he had eaten a fly, and he took a few steps back, away from this pervert.

Ryan looked at them silently, then nodded, thinking seriously:

The players in the prophet camp have such a close relationship.

Should they be like this, making little jokes from time to time to enhance their friendship?

Well, it’s worth learning.

"Stop talking nonsense! Punch me!!!" The bald man vented all his anger on Ryan.

This body was stronger and faster than his previous one.

His overall quality has been improved to a new level, making him look like a real monster, pounced on Ryan ferociously and brutally!

Ryan threw down his tattered shield and raised his spear to meet him.

If it was just the monstrous bald guy, he could still handle it.

However, another player with the ID name [Qingfeng Shili Chrysanthemum Fragrance] seized every opportunity to do something evil!

Poison, stun spells, magic traps.
There are endless underhanded tricks, which makes the Silver Crown Star Guild President, who has almost never experienced this kind of battle, a little overwhelmed.

"boom!"

The spear thrust out, creating a circular gap in the bald man's arm like a cannonball, and completely severed it from the joint!

good! Take off an arm!
Thinking of this, Ryan's eyes widened in the next second.

I saw that the bald man's broken arm was rapidly growing back!
But within a few breaths, he was back to his original state!
"Hahahaha! How are you! Look at your stupid look!"

The bald man shouted proudly, grinning high and looking mockingly at the stunned Ryan.

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Ryan was silent.

He lowered his spear because he finally noticed.

Unconsciously, the surroundings were surrounded by such terrifying humanoid monsters.

Amidst the blue arrows that streaked through the air like a meteor shower, the bodies of horses lay on the muddy ground soaked in blood.

Pale monsters swayed among them, howling harshly and excitedly, fighting with his cavalry.

The spears pierced their chests, but they could still move and pounce on them.

As long as the head is not crushed all at once, any wound can be healed quickly.

Players from the Prophet camp died in battle, but did not receive any death penalty.

Instead, he turned into a monster from a nightmare.

——They are the real "immortal" army.

Even the reinforcements from the two countries who were allies of the Prophet's camp looked frightened and tremblingly wanted to stay away from these monsters.

Especially the Knights of the Eternal Sun.

Several times, Ryan captured them raising and lowering their swords towards those in the Prophet's camp.

It was very difficult to suppress the murderous intention.

"What's wrong? What's wrong!!" the bald man shouted, "Why don't you fight! Are you scared?! Hahaha!"

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Ryan took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Everyone obeys the order! Retreat——!!!"

The moment the undead army appeared, they had no hope of victory.

Maybe they can defeat these monsters, but when their vitality is severely weakened, whose turn will it be?

The holy son of the prophet camp, Anlos Tian.

You may not be able to beat it in its heyday, let alone when it suffers heavy losses.

This time, they lost.

Ryan's eyes were dark, but he felt a sense of excitement in his heart.

That's right.

That's what makes it interesting.

Only victory gained after going through thousands of dangers is more valuable and can sharpen oneself.

Not all members of their guild came with the advance team.

Next time, they will be better prepared.

If you can't kill him once, kill him twice or three times.

The only thing that can be exempted from the punishment of death is the first time.

No, it is invincible!
Ryan thought to himself as he retreated with his guild members while responding to the attack.

The only remaining horses were loaded with wounded men.

Those who are seriously injured and unable to escape can only die at the hands of monsters.

After resurrecting, retreat directly.

How magnificent it was when you arrived, how embarrassing it was when you left.

Plains of Eden, summary of trenches.

"H-huh, those undead tribes should have won by now!"

General Renault, who was hiding under the corpse, gasped in pain and grinned.

Although he looked down upon them, the strength of the undead was quite strong.

Under the iron cavalry of those guys, everything will be crushed into dust.

Unless the people inside mutate and become terrifying monsters.

Otherwise, there is no way they could fail!

"Hehehe" Thinking of this, Renault couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Not to mention military achievements, just this treasure of the Great Plains of Eden will be enough for me to squander for eight lifetimes!"

"Glory and wealth are waiting for me! Being selected as the commander of the advance team is such a beautiful thing - it hurts!"

Pulling open the wound, he was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat.

At this time.

He heard sounds coming from the wide plank above his head.

--it's over? !
Renault felt happy and tried his best to raise his eyes.

I saw a smiling face.

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In an instant, Renault's smile froze on his face, and the blood in his body froze.

"Oh my god, why is there still a fish that slipped through the net?"

Anlos smiled and looked at the stupid enemy soldier, going through it in his mind without remembering who he was.

Well, he should be just a nameless pawn.
When it comes to ordinary people who are injured like this, Anlos is not a devil.

He was just about to pick this guy up and ask someone to escort him back as a prisoner and give him some basic treatment.

Perhaps the movement of his hand frightened the man, but he suddenly shouted:
"Don't, don't kill me! I am General Reynold who leads the advance team!"

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Hearing this, Anlos stopped moving.

She turned her gaze back and looked at him with an indescribable look.

Renault thought that the person here was scared, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly who the person in front of him was.

He endured the severe pain and said desperately:

"If you let me go, there is still the possibility of negotiation with the Studino Empire."

"If you kill me, can you bear the consequences?"

What he responded to was a few seconds of silence.

Just when he thought the other party was scared, a brief sentence came into his ears:

"Unfortunately, I can."

It was as if she was too lazy to talk to him. With just five words, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant.

next second.

Anlos' finger flicked in the air.

There was a "click" sound.

The necks of the Studino Empire advance team and General Reno were crushed and they died.

Completely, blending in with the bodies around him.

Anros stood up, jumped out of the trench, and looked at the Silver Crown Star Guild in the distance.

He knew that this time was just the beginning.

It just showed that the war in the Stentino Empire had begun.

The key to victory lies in the bio-paste human-creating machine.

This time there is only one, so each player can only have one chance to resurrect.

But what about energy production?
By then, they will truly become the shadow that shrouds this continent.
and many more.

Why does it seem like the more you talk, the more villainous you become?
It's like the rise of the villain BOSS.

Anros shook his head, turned back, and looked at the disgraced players and reinforcements.

He raised the corners of his mouth, slowly raised his fist, and rushed towards the blue sky.

Smiling brightly: "We won-!!!"

Suddenly, the players raised their arms and cheered:

"Great!!!"

"Long live the Holy Son!!!"

"For Justice!!! Oh Hoo!!!"

Among their shouts of excitement and excitement were mixed with the incongruous wails of others——

"God, I never want to fight with these monsters again!!!"

(End of this chapter)