In the middle section of the death route, a fierce battle is taking place at this moment.

On one side is the adventurers coalition in this sea area. These adventurers gather together represent the most powerful combat power in this sea area.

But facing the endless undead creatures, the adventurers did not take any advantage.

It’s not that they can’t deal with these undead creatures, but that these undead creatures appear endlessly. What’s even more terrifying is that the longer the battle is, the longer the crew members on their side are transformed into undead creatures one by one and then become their own enemies.

"If this continues, we will be wiped out and retreat!"

Brent was not the commander of this battle, but as the battle progressed, Brent made relatively correct judgments continuously because of his experience in fighting with the other party. Therefore, as the battle progressed, most adventurers were willing to obey Brent's command.

It is basically difficult for such temporary joint forces to form a unified command system, but as the battle progresses, they no longer have a better choice. Maybe they believe that Brent can still save his life.

Not all adventurers are willing to sacrifice their lives for "justice". There have been countless deserters in this battle that lasted for several days.

"The message allows all warship artillery fire to support it and hinder the enemy's pursuit."

Don't go too deep, always keep the team within the area that the naval gun can support, and at the same time, be careful to advance almost one meter or one meter to ensure that you will not be ambushed - the team gathers together, and even if you encounter an ambush suddenly, you will have the chance to fight back.

These are all suggestions made by Brent, and I believe that several captains of Brent have preserved their subordinates well, which has also made more people trust Brent.

The warships cruising by the sea received a signal. Countless guns flashed with colorful lights. When they launched a covered shelling at the area in front of Brent, a gray energy slowly rose from the ground, not only blocking the energy shells in the air, but what was even more terrifying was that this ball of energy actually turned into a huge cover, covering everyone.

The adventurer who was about to return to the beach to board the boat at the end, as soon as he touched this gray energy, he immediately felt cold all over his body, his whole consciousness began to be dazed, and a primitive bloodthirsty impulse rose from the bottom of his heart, and then he knew nothing...

In the eyes of others, this person suddenly turned into a violent undead and launched a crazy attack on his companions around him. Because things happened too suddenly, many people did not react to what was going on and were killed by their former companions.

"I'm still fooled..."

The other party had such a method, but he had never used it for a while. Brent had been careful enough before that he did not even allow all his crew to land. He also suggested that most adventure teams log in in batches, and increase the "troop strength" on the island as they advance.

It was obvious that the other party wanted to lead them all to the island at the beginning and then trap them.

"You're very good."

The nearly boundless army of undead in front of him suddenly stopped the offensive and separated a path at the same time. A man in gorgeous costume walked out of the undead group.

"Beckford!"

Brent recognized this person as his goal this time: the madman Beckford, who attempted to turn everyone in this ocean into the dead. He had never seen this person before, and he was worried that Beckford had left here.

Now it seems that Beckford is no longer willing to continue hiding, his plan has been exposed, and there is no need to continue to hide.

What he has to do now is to use his absolute strength to promote his plan and eliminate all those who are hindering him.

"Although your previous arrangements allowed the adventurers to save nearly one-third of their power, without you, the leader of the strong captains, do you think they can still stop me?"

Beckford's expression was very calm, not like the winner who was about to win a huge victory. He was calmly explaining a fact, his tone was cold and there was no emotional fluctuation. Everyone felt chill all over when they heard this person's words - can this guy still be called a human?

One of the captains was very uncomfortable. In order to cover up this, he asked Beckford opposite him: "Why are you doing all this? What are the benefits of turning everyone into the dead to destroy the world?"

Beckford glanced at the man, and his unfeeling look made the captain's chill even more intense.

"I have said a long time ago that I am trying to save this world." Although Beckford stood there without moving, the undead under his command kept moving slowly. In addition, the undead had been drilling out on the ground around him, and some crew members were also transformed into undead, and the adventurers were already surrounded.

Brent had discovered this a long time ago, but he had no choice. He knew that everyone had a chill because of the discomfort that Bakerford felt uncomfortable; under this gray energy cover, everyone was slowly invading and infiltrating by the death energy, and everyone was slowly turning into dead souls.

Beckford was delaying time, he had no need to do anything, just wait quietly for everyone here to become a dead soul, and he would naturally win.

what to do?

The first thing Brent thought of was to ask Ethan, but Ethan was not here, which was really embarrassing.

He didn't say anything, but the other captain next to him could not accept Beckford's remarks and directly scolded the other party.

"Save the world? What is the madman like you worthy of saving the world? Is your way to kill everyone?"

Although the captains were not very aware of the situation of this gray cover, their instincts made them notice the crisis, but they didn't know where the crisis was, which made everyone feel very impatient and their tone was flustered.

Bakerford showed no sign of anger and continued to look at the man with a calm look.

"This world has its limits... The resources of this world also have their limits... and humans... also have their limits!"

This is not the first time Brent has heard of Beckford's theory, and sometimes he feels that Brent's statement actually makes sense.

If you become a dead soul, the consumption of various materials will be minimized. The various bad environments in this sea area will not have the impact on the dead soul as severe as that of humans. At the same time, after becoming a dead soul, both strength and endurance will be strengthened and will no longer be subject to the limits of the human body.

Just look at the group of the lowest-level undead around you. They can suppress these monsters with the best combat suits in this sea area; most soldiers who do not have such good equipment can only deal with the other party with the cooperation of their comrades and better combat wisdom and experience.

Taking a deep breath, Brent felt that his emotions were wrong. How could he agree with the other party at this time?

What's more, the so-called limit of human beings... He thought of Ethan again. The young man had obviously broken through the level of human beings, so the so-called limit did not exist at all.

"I have been in the ocean for many years. I didn't expect that I always wanted to pin my hopes on a young man. It seems that I am just that."

After mocking himself in his heart, Brent straightened his body again and raised the great sword in his hand.

He regained his heart, threw Beckford's remarks aside, and loudly reminded the captain around him about the gray cover.

Everyone heard that they were slowly invading by the energy of death. If they could not leave here as soon as possible, everyone would become undead, and their faces became very ugly.

Several captains began to observe the crew members around them and found that most of them had turned blue and black, and a few had evil and strange lights appearing in their eyes. They were only a thread away from becoming undead, but they were forced by their extraordinary spiritual will.

The eyes of these captains turned red. Among these crew members, there were many comrades who had been with them day and night for more than ten years and had a deep relationship. Now they had to watch them turn into monsters and fight with them. But they felt unacceptable even if they thought about it.

"Bakford, you have to die!"

Some impulsively rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Beckford. The movements of these people were like sounding the horn of charge, and all the adventurers began to rush towards the boundless undead.

This is the last battle. They have to use up all their power while they are still preserving their rationality and then die here in battle.

Even if they can't escape the fate of being turned into an undead, they don't want Beckford to have a better life.

In a desperate situation, the adventurers made the same decision without any discussion.

Including Brent, they are now trying to weaken Bakerford's 'power' as much as possible and retain hope for the surviving adventurers to win.

Even if this hope is not great.

For some reason, Brent suddenly felt that as long as Ethan was still there, hope was not as small as he thought.

Thinking of the young man's strength, he suddenly smiled, and the big sword in his hand seemed to have become much lighter, and it was more advantageous to sweep it over. One sword could destroy all the dozen undead spirits around him.

But in Beckford's eyes, Brent showed a hideous and crazy smile, his eyes filled with evil energy brilliance, and the speed of the great sword in his hand had long exceeded his previous limit speed. His body and spirit were strengthened by the power of death, only one last critical point away, and he would become a powerful warrior under Beckford.

"You think you can weaken my strength? No, you are strengthening my strength."
Chapter completed!