Super Seminary's Galaxy Wings

Chapter 257

Seeing that the spell had a certain effect, the leaders excitedly urged the skeleton mages to work harder.

Seeing that a skeleton mage was moving slowly, one of the violent leaders angrily pulled out a bone stick from his crotch and stabbed him in the head.

"Bang!"

The skeleton mage couldn't dodge in time, and his front teeth were stabbed down by the thick bone club, sobbing aggrievedly and daring not to resist.

"rua!"

Seeing this, the other two skeleton mages quickly turned their eyes away, for fear that if they watched too much, they would be slapped by the irritable leader.

The skeleton mage who was interrupted moved back to the previous position resentfully, and then the three skeletons exerted their strength at the same time, and the black-purple beam of light that reached the sky expanded several times in an instant, enveloping them.

"Weng! Weng! Weng!"

The power of the shock wave emitted by the expanded beam of light is obviously several times greater, and the frequency is also much faster.

If it was said that it was a flintlock gun that needed to be re-cleaned and filled with bullets before.

Although the current speed is not as fast as the 6000 rpm Vulcan cannon per second, it is almost as fast as a single-shot rifle that needs to be reloaded once fired.

"Boom!"

The oscillating shock wave finally shattered the warped walls of the pit. Although the slope was still very steep, they could at least let them climb up now.

As for slipping, the last thing they need to worry about is physical exertion. They don't feel tired at all. It is a breeze for them to climb up this kind of slope.

Soon, a rotten head with bones exposed suddenly appeared in the endless wilderness that looked like nothing from the ground.

Immediately followed by the second!

The third!
Endless and dense.

Originally, it took about ten hours to get back to the ground, but now it only took less than half an hour for them to return.

And in this half an hour, for the migrating team, it would take four or five miles at most.

This little distance plus the angle of their detour basically means that they didn't go far from the corpse pit at all.

If there is a metaphor, it can be regarded as a snail crawling from six o'clock to ten o'clock on the dial of a clock.

Although he is climbing very hard, his distance from the center of the dial does not change.

"rua!"

Finally crawling out of the ground, and finally no longer having to squeeze with other zombies exuding a disgusting corpse smell, a beautiful looking female zombie screamed excitedly.

"Snapped!"

"Come on!"

Before she finished screaming, a huge slap slapped her from behind, slapped her to the ground beside her, and then plunged her head into the soil, only exposing her limbs and twitching non-stop.

The one who slapped her was a third-rank senior corpse clan leader.

The leader cast a disgusted look at the woman's convulsed body, turned a blind eye to her beautiful figure, and casually pinched a strong buttock beside her.

Loathing the black lines all over his head, he turned his head and glanced at him, but he stared straight into the distance with deep eyes, as if he wasn't the one who did that claw just now.

Seeing the dense layer of zombies on the ground chasing in the direction where the inheritor team had evacuated, the leader was silent for a moment, and then shouted.

"Ula!"

The tragic roar shook the heavens and the earth, and it could be vaguely heard even in the migration team several miles away.

The sharp and ear-piercing voice made everyone shudder, and couldn't help tightening their clothes.

Sure enough, it was just moving from one direction to another.

The distance from the corpse clan has not changed at all, and the zombie leader can easily tell where the migration team is now.

Although their heads filled with rotten tofu brains couldn't understand why the food that was on the front just now ran to the side.

But if you can’t understand it, then you don’t need to understand it. As long as the food doesn’t run away, it’s fine. Now that you know the food hasn’t run too far, you can just chase after the food.

And the voice he yelled just now was to inform the other corpses in front to change direction. Our food is not here, but elsewhere.

Ruoda's group of zombies stopped for a few seconds, and then they all turned around and chased after the migrating team's real direction.

"Squeak~~"

After some cordial and friendly friction between the Bugatti Veyron's tires and the ground, Jianli's friction was raw, and he stopped there firmly.

The car door opened, and a pair of shiny leather boots stepped down from above. The owner of these boots was a handsome young man in a silk brocade robe.

The young man is glamorous and bright, and he attracted the attention of everyone around him as soon as he appeared on the stage. Who else could this person be, if not Lin Xiao, whom we have been missing for several chapters?
Lin Xiao looked into the distance, although in the eyes of others there was only a piece of barren grass, but in his eyes he could clearly see the army of tens of thousands of corpses several miles away.

"Hey! I'm so lazy, can't I take a vacation with peace of mind, send this group of people to Yongcheng and then go back? I have to work!"

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his strange behavior, Zhi Xin got out of the car and stood beside him and naturally hugged his arm.

"In that direction, a large wave of zombies is approaching."

Seeing Lin Xiao pointing his finger into the distance, Zhi Xin's eyes lit up, and his insightful eyes instantly looked at the field through the endless void. Sure enough, countless zombies were moving here.

"There are a lot of these zombies, and their level is so high. The inheritors in the migration team should not be able to withstand their attacks. Why don't we block them?"

"I'm not interested, and you underestimate the girls we chose!"

Zhi Xin was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"It means that our Lanling Girls' High School is good enough to deal with these zombies!"

The co-pilot's door opened, and Wang Xinyi came down to them and said softly. Her tone was full of energy, and she looked at Lin Xiao eagerly, hoping that he would say yes.

"You go! Let the children of the lower grades watch the battle from a distance. At most, let them fight some low-level zombies. They are still too young and need protection."

"Look at you!"

Wang Xinyi didn't even need to speak. She just turned her head and waved to the crowd. The students who followed her were stunned for two seconds, and then shouted excitedly: "Sisters! It's time for us to make a move!"

The migrating team headed westward like a torrent, and a golden team separated like a tributary into the torrent and attacked to the right.

Step off the golden off-road vehicle and wear colorful holy armor.

This team galloped away with an indomitable momentum like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

(End of this chapter)