Dragon Ball, even the king can't keep him, I said so

Wang Ye, who was ready to run at any time, did not want to waste his precious time fighting meaningless street battles with these Deshan soldiers in this intricate and hidden base.

The devil knows if they still have any big killers hiding!

If he corners the other party, the other party sacrifices something like a base self-explosion system, and reimburses the tens of thousands of undead that he has cultivated with great difficulty, then it will be a loss to his grandmother's family....

Stealing, quick victory, quickly put on your pants and walk is king.

Grinding and rubbing, again, is not advisable....

"That's it, count you lucky..." muttered, Wang Ye ignored these Deshan soldiers scattered all over the base, and instead focused his energy on the red-eyed bat swarm swimming outside the base...

Thirty minutes later, Wang Ye, who was still unsatisfied, led the mighty undead legion from the No. 1 gate of the base that had been eaten by dry bones and gold-devouring ants, rushed out of the missile base, towards the bottom of the mountain, and rushed all the way...

Until their figures disappeared completely, the surviving Deshan soldiers in the base dared to come out to check the situation.

After seeing that they were really gone, these Deshan soldiers began to frantically contact the speakers who were collectively silent.

In fact, when the undead army ransacked the base, not no one noticed the abnormality.

But these people who perceive the abnormality have rationally chosen silence....

Four hours after Wang Ye left the missile base, two figures with terrifying fluctuations appeared in front of the base's No. 1 gate.

Looking at the group of Tokuyama soldiers who were mending the gate of the base in front of the gate, the rat priest who had not yet calmed his anger directly threw out a black mist and turned it all into liquid.

"The guy you said seems to be gone..." the dog priest on the side reminded as he looked at the tattered base gate.

Without saying a word, the rat priest walked into the base.

None of the Tokuyama survivors who appeared within his range of perception had to escape his clutches.

The dog priest who came with him frowned, "Don't you figure out what's going on here?" The

rat priest was silent for a moment and nodded slowly....

Ten minutes later, with the cooperation of the rat priest and the dog priest, all the surviving people in the base were gathered by him.

Looking at the more than a thousand people who were silent in front of him, the rat priest suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Can anyone tell me what happened here before?" "

The scene was silent.

What happened?

How do these little characters know!

They only knew that not long ago, their top boss took the initiative to expose the location of the base, opened the gate of the base, and let a necromancer enter this Deshan Republic without much effort, spending countless financial, material, and time to build a hidden military base.

Then, a round of missiles was launched, reimbursing the entire remaining inventory at the base.

They don't even know what the target of the bombing is.

After that, it was the undead army controlled by the necromancer that began to loot the base.

That group of undead creatures is really ruthless!

They can all understand the looting of boxes of extraordinary materials, extraordinary metals, extraordinary potions, extraordinary books.

But what the fuck are you doing with tearing down the walls for me, and even gnawing the gates of the base for us?

Is it necessary?

The most egregious thing is that a group of undead creatures will go to loot food and drinking water, as well as clothes!!

Incomplete statistics, men's and women's underwear and underwear have been removed from three boxes, in addition, daily necessities such as toothpaste, toothbrushes, toilet paper, etc., have also been removed.

In fact, the undead creatures moved these things, they can still understand it more or less.

After all, undead creatures can't use these, necromancers can use them!

Although the number is a little more, it is acceptable.

But, what the fuck is it that you even moved your aunt scarf?

Isn't it too much to move all of them?

That's a whole three large boxes, adding up to tens of thousands of bags of aunt towels!

You are a relative every day, and you can use ten pounds of blood at a time, and you can use it until you die....

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out; I don't understand, I really don't understand....

After that, it was discovered that the top level of the base was destroyed, the dragons were leaderless, the base fell into panic and civil unrest, fought for leadership, fought for food and drinking water, fought hard, and left no room at all

.... Finally, someone stabilized the situation, barely suppressed everyone's panic, and then two necromancers popped out...

What happened?

They also want to ask, what happened!

If you want to kill, just kill it, why torture them so much?!

The scene fell into a dead silence, and the oppressive atmosphere continued to increase.

A Tokuyama soldier was subjected to one change after another, and his whole spirit completely collapsed.

"Come on! Kill! Isn't it just a death? You old miscellaneous hair who didn't grow eggs..."

"Boom!"

Before the words of this mentally broken Deshan soldier were finished, his body was crushed into meat mud by a huge bone hand that fell from the sky.

However, he was not alone, and nearly a hundred people around him accompanied him on the road....

The slender face of the rat priest was so distorted that it was almost impossible to see a human at this time.

Once again, the old scars he had just been torn open were once again torn open by bloody violence.

"Ah!!" The rat priest raised his head to the sky and roared, "Die, give me death!"

"I want you all to die!!

Under his control, the huge bone hand that fell from the sky swept abruptly, swept hundreds of people out, hit the wall, and turned into meat mud...

"Hey..." Looking at the rat priest who was furious and was killing the ring, the dog priest on the side couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows in annoyance, and his face was helpless.

This is really a pot that does not mention which pot!

You can't look for death like that!

Deep in the base, in a room that Wang Ye had not noticed, the three Deshan officers were looking angrily at the surveillance screen in front of them at this time.

"Let's start the Nirvana Project!" A Tokuyama officer with blood-red eyes said word by word.

After another Tokuyama officer was silent for a moment, he nodded slightly, "Seconded."

The last Deshan officer closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, "In that case, let's start, it's good to have so many people accompanying you on the road

..." "Hahaha, okay, then die together..." The

three laughed and each took out a key, inserted it into the keyhole in front of him, and then entered a long list of secrets and carried out multiple identity authentication...

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits at happy events.

At this time, Wang Ye's mood is called good, and his mental outlook is called sour.

The waist is no longer sore, the legs are no longer painful, and even the sequelae caused by being ravaged by mental bombs - intermittent headaches - are not taken seriously.

"Boom..."

Just as Wang Ye was seriously thinking about what to eat and drink to celebrate later, a dull loud sound came into Wang Ye's ears from the direction where it came...