"Slave Gori!"
A sudden sound rang out, and the cold metal rubbing echoed on the frosty walls and ceilings of the tomb.
"Get over!"
He recognized the master of the voice, a prince and general Dai Guan of the dynasty, and only his master would still call him a slave.
Gori tried hard to wear down his joints that had not moved for a long time, and quickly walked to the other side. He was in front of a gilded body and mighty, holding a phase war sickle, and then knelt down respectfully.
“…I’m very sorry, my lord.”
The sounding device that had not been used for too long made his words intermittently and blurred.
The other party looked down at him and mocked:
"If you like staying in bed so much, then I shouldn't have told you to get up and let you sleep all the time."
After saying that, he waved his war sickle and hit Gori's head with his tail. The commander rolled down three steps with the sound of impact. The immortals around him turned a blind eye to it. Gori stood up stiffly again in silence, and then knelt down in front of his master again.
"This is a reminder. Okay, now we will lead your phalanx and we will solve a... Little trouble. The Laisha Dynasty will be revived in the blood of these lower creatures. We must be a little pretty."
Gori was speechless, just stood up and walked towards his own square.
At this time, it was not just infantry, but various war machinery and vehicles were also sent to the assembly point from the open windows and passages under the remote control of the technicians. When their lord boarded the exclusive command boat, Gori also boarded his Ghost Ark.
But for some reason, after entering the vehicle, a spark flashed in his mind.
Burning streets, soaked blood, and screams of the crowd...
A ghostly black nightmare emerged from the smoke, and the cold metal skeletons sat on a slump facing the sky, floating on the ground.
A dark green beam was constantly emitted around the bone ship, and the civilians who were hit collapsed to the ground. Due to the huge energy stimulation, this not only burned their nerves, but also destroyed their brains.
The dead souls walked down silently from the bone ship one by one, dragging their pace, grabbed the withered and thin civilians, threw them onto the bone ship, and stacked them together at will.
But some of them hid in their homes, Gori walked step by step towards a dirt house, and then pushed over the simple door and the door frame.
Inside is a man and a woman, the woman hugged three children, and their frightened faces are hidden in the dark green energy light, depicting more despair.
The man suddenly broke out, he seemed to be roaring, but it was very far away, Gori couldn't hear it clearly, he raised something and smashed it on his head, and then activated his self-defense program, and the rifle with a blade in his hand cut his waist directly...
When he walked out again, the chain with a hook in his hand was just dragging a string of incomplete flesh and blood. This is the command. Even if the wreckage is dying, as long as there is a little spark of life and memory, the transformation of the biological body can be successful.
As for what will be transformed into...
Convert...
When the Ghost Ark rumbled away from the assembly point, its acceleration was enough to crush any physical body. However, the fearful people who were cursed as immortal were just staring at the passage that was speeding and flashing in front of them without even blinking.
It is at this time that the cruelty of the transformation of the living body is the most unbearable, because it gives the body that fears the dead body to bear the unimaginable things, but there is no new instinct to match it. Just like now, Gori's mind screams to let him breathe, but there is no air here, and he has no lungs, so he forcibly suppresses his inner madness and shifts his attention to the coming battle.
He didn't know what enemy needed a whole legion to deal with it. This was more than 3,000 immortals. In addition to the Ghost Ark, there were about sixty tomb scythe motorcycles, as well as hundreds of underworld spiders and tomb ghosts. Their claws made extremely harsh and unbearable friction sounds when they streaked across the ground and the walls. (Immortals and warriors are not the same concept. Undead warriors generally have 5,000 legions, and usually more than a dozen regiments are dispatched together)
This is a powerful force that is enough to conquer most enemies in any other war...
most...
Just as the Immortal Army quickly entered the second tomb hall and soon arrived at the target point, Gori suddenly heard a terrible crunch and the sound of metal hitting the rocks from afar.
The next second, an explosion force threw the entire Ghost Ark into the air, and then fell heavily back to the cold ground. Many immortals were directly crushed by heavy vehicles and burst open.
"enemy!"
The prince's roar sounded, and Gori struggled to get up, wanting to join the battle immediately.
I saw a deep pit where they were originally located, a strange long weapon stood up straight from the pit, and a Destroyer Lord nailed to its end. The wreckage of this powerful war leader was embedded in the black stone, like a rotten fruit, with its remains covered with cracks and flowing silver liquid.
Then the ground began to shake, Gori held the Gaussian weapon in his hand tightly, issued assembly instructions to all the units around him, and received all instructions from his master.
But for some reason, he vaguely felt that his proud and great master seemed to be...
shake?
What made him shake?
Through a huge dust storm of dust and cracked stones, a giant holding a tomb ghost still twitching his body slid down in front of his flying weapon.
He was so tall, wearing heavy silver-gray armor, with the flesh and blood of those low-level creatures, but for some reason Gori felt a palpitation - he never realized that he could still feel this way.
The giant pulled the weapon out of the ground with one hand, then carried it on his shoulder, allowing the wreckage of the Deporter Lord to slide down from the end of the weapon along with silver liquid.
As he turned to face the prince, Gori's eyes briefly met the enemy who had entered alone, and that gaze was even hotter than the melting magma...
This made him recall some things. In the painful heat and cold, there were also eyes that once were, but they were even more greedy...
"Destroy this insect!"
The prince roared in anger, and the immortals immediately raised their weapons in an orderly manner, including Gori. Then the Gaussian weapon in their hands sprayed out dazzling energy lightning, crackling around the giant.
But at the moment when the energy was supposed to tear him apart, reality suddenly became blurred, and black light flashed like a heartbeat, and then black pillars of fire swept by. Whether it was the Immortal or the tomb structure, they were torn apart like toys. Then the structure of reality began to disintegrate, leaving only a slowly healing crack.
Gori looked at the man, and for a moment he seemed to see a god with a broken crown wandering around.
Star God...
Gori finally realized what this sense of familiarity came from...
This is the star god, destroying the vampires of the race of fearful deceased...
A group of tomb blades hovered high in the sky, waiting for the other party to seem to be distracted, and dived towards the target like a group of vultures. The double-coupled Gaussian Tearer sprayed energy.
Chapter completed!