Looking at Lin An, who was still searching at high altitude, Xiong Hanzi grabbed the bloody corpse that rushed into the army, and violently exploded with his right fist, smashing the exoskeleton of the bloody corpse to pieces.
"Yes...but very few."
Inside the blood corpse transport plane, Lin An frowned slightly and looked at a simple slate-like screen.
The entire transport plane is extremely crude in workmanship and looks like a flying metal can.
Structural design is indeed a means of technological creation, but it is obviously different from the technology of the real world.
Kind of like...a combination of flesh and blood.
An unknown semi-technological civilization?
There are many doubts.
The only useful clue found in the entire cabin was the coordinates on the "slate".
These transport planes received unified instructions and seemed to simply transport the bloody corpses from one place to another, and then return to the coordinates on the stone slab.
According to the information obtained during this period, the coordinates of this place are clearly outside Daxia.
"Is this coordinate...the origin of the blood corpse?"
Muttering to himself, Lin An forcibly removed the slate and put it into the ring. After a careful search and found nothing, he jumped off the plane.
I feel a little irritable in my heart.
He only felt that this secret world was full of doubts.
Although I have found the secret, or method, by which ascetics can strengthen their faith.
However, it is not enough to solve this task.
On the battlefield of Daxia alone, there were more than tens of millions of bloody corpses.
Combining the coordinates he just obtained, it is not difficult for Lin An to imagine that there may be a large number of blood corpses there.
If this group of monsters had not mobilized en masse, the Great Xia Dynasty would have been unable to withstand it long ago.
However, it is also possible that the Daxia Dynasty has its own trump card, or that more powerful ascetics are secretly contending.
The time he had joined the human side was too short, and he had not yet had the chance to know many secrets.
Ascetics may be able to slowly eliminate themselves through the previous methods.
But to prevent the birth of the first blood corpse... he has no clue yet.
There are three main issues before me now.
1. Why can ascetics gain strength by firm belief? Why is this strength so similar to the causal sequence?
Is it the rules of the world? Or what?
Second, what is the blood species (baby) in the blood corpse? How does it relate to the giant statues found in every fortress?
3. What does the mystery of Shesha refer to? Is it the source of such weirdness in this secret world?
In addition, there are other players that have never been discovered, and what Moubis is referring to.
There were too many problems, and he could only solve them bit by bit.
It's really not that easy to get the ultimate reward.
With a wry smile, Lin An could only calm down the irritability in his heart.
If you don’t solve these problems, you won’t find the source.
Both tasks cannot be completed at all.
....
on the ground.
A large number of ascetics floated in the air, forming a wall of flesh, hindering the blood corpse's long-range strikes.
A roar.
Zhang Tie smashed the bloody corpse rushing towards the soldier with one punch. After nodding in response to the other's grateful gaze, Zhang Tie couldn't help but ask Lin An:
"Team Lin, what should we do next?"
"Didn't you find the secret of the ascetics before?"
"If we spread the word that they are a bunch of lunatics who are lying to themselves, can we kill them?"
"How do you say this? The Taoist heart is broken?"
He frowned.
As he spoke, groups of bloody corpses roared and rushed into the cavalry regiment, firing a large number of artillery pieces.
Like a cutting machine rushing into weeds, the heavily armored cavalry was unable to stop the monster.
Thousands of cavalrymen were shocked to death under the huge impact, and their bodies were cut into pieces with sharp claws.
Zhang Tie, as the only being comparable to Zhang Yanfang's ascetics, not only had to hinder the charge of the blood corpses, but also intercepted the artillery, which made him feel a little weak for a while.
Being unable to transform would limit his strength too much.
"retreat!"
"Flank through and kill the undead! Give the bloody corpse to the Ascetic!"
Hoarse.
Zhang Yan raised his spear and led the charging cavalry to change direction.
Even though Lord Lin An was not here, he also saw that although this bald man's physical strength was frightening, he could not be divided into two halves and used alone.
Simply retreat first and wait for Lin An's return.
The entire battlefield is divided into two areas.
On one side are the human legions mixed with foot and cavalry fighting against what they call the undead (zombie), while on the other side are the ascetics who are entangled with the blood corpses who launch artillery strikes.
Each party must first resolve the situation on their own side before they can finally come together to fight the enemy together.
The bloody corpses entangled by the ascetics require a large number of soldiers to fight to create an opportunity to kill.
Ordinary humans also need ascetics to take the lead in resisting the first round of attacks from the blood corpses.
Very similar to the real world.
Soldiers will fight against soldiers, and they will fight against generals.
Awakened people fight against mutants, while ordinary people who control technological weapons fight against massive zombies.
In this kind of war situation.
A defeat on either side would be devastating.
Perhaps there were too many bloody corpses in this attack, and the fighting on the ground was very tragic.
The spear corps formed into a phalanx kept thrusting forward, trying to stop the undead.
But every time a cannon that broke through the ascetic interception fell and exploded in the crowd.
The formation collapsed, and while the legion was in chaos, a large number of undead stared crazily at the spears and lunged at the outermost soldiers.
Screaming and wailing.
The soldiers who were dragged into the tide of corpses were instantly eaten into piles of scraps.
The cavalry responsible for piercing and killing barely maintained their formation amidst the tremors of the earth and the mountains, piercing through the weak spots of the corpse tide again and again.
The effect is not ideal.
In the absence of ascetics to hold back the blood corpses, a small number of blood corpses were added to the massive undead to attack.
"Quick, rush out! Give up killing!"
"Come closer! Come closer to me!"
The silver-helmeted general, who was trapped deep in the corpse tide, hurriedly directed his soldiers to gather towards him.
"Sir No. 1001! Intercept the blood corpse quickly!!"
No one responded for a long time.
The silver-helmeted general who was trapped in a bitter battle looked at his ascetic in surprise, and was shocked to find that the other party was even worse than himself.
The tactics we were accustomed to in the past immediately became ineffective after the balance of combat power was broken.
And the first to fall were the ascetics in their legion.
Surrounded by bloody corpses.
Ascetic No. 1001, who was resurrected after his head was crushed by a blood corpse, panicked and dodged the attack.
For some reason, he received the result of the battle preview, which was obviously an easy victory.
Completely trusting the results of the deduction, he actually fell into the siege of four blood corpses.
Obviously the result of the preview he got was victory, but in the current situation, he couldn't even escape.
Can't figure out why this happens.
But he didn't know it.
The victory in the preview was for his team, not him.
In the blind spot of his vision, he completely failed to notice a bald man, who would throw bloody corpses near him from time to time.
The general wearing a silver helmet noticed that the ascetic in his team was on the verge of death, and felt a chill in his heart for a moment.
If the ascetics in your team die in battle, it means that in the long battle that follows, your team will most likely be wiped out!
No!
Even when the ascetics die first, the excess blood corpses that suddenly appear will join forces with the undead to tear them to pieces.
Not caring about the embarrassment, he asked the nearest team for help with a panicked look on his face.
Who is there? Who else is near me!?
Zhang Yan!
Seeing Zhang Yan's troops relying on a bald man to easily defeat the enemy, the silver-helmeted general couldn't help but have a flash of jealousy and shock in his eyes.
Lin An didn't come down, but where did this bald man come from?
Why is it so strong!?
Don't think too much.
"Brother Zhang! Save me!!"
A pair of rotten corpse hands grabbed his body from under the horse, and the sour sound of teeth gnawing at the armor made his scalp numb.
The cavalryman was trapped and without mobility, he was almost close to death.
Seeing the terrifying fighting prowess of the bald man, he begged with great hope in his heart.
"Save me! Please support us!!"
"I was wrong! I shouldn't have spoken like that!"
"Hurry up and take action!!"
Not far away, Zhang Tie scratched his ears after punching a bloody corpse, and looked at Zhang Yan in surprise:
"What?"
"Is someone calling you?"
Zhang Yan looked at Xiong Hanzi, who was covered in blood, and couldn't help but secretly said to the silver-helmeted general... You're in bad luck.
He was right next to Zhang Tie, and he didn't know where those extra bloody corpses came from.
This bald man looks arrogant and has no scheming, but when he does things, he is really thief.
Tsk, pity the soldiers following the silver-helmeted general.
He was quick to talk for a while, but he ended up getting himself killed.
....
At the moment when the silver-helmeted general struggled and was dragged into the corpses by the undead, the rest of the soldiers saw that their general had died in battle, and their morale was greatly disturbed.
Seeing the entire team being swallowed up by the tide of corpses.
Almost at the same time, a harsh whistling sound came from high in the sky.
"Bang!!"
"boom!!"
Flames mixed with smoke were raised, and the ground was dented.
Falling from a high altitude, Lin An exploded the shells fired at him with one sword, and then allowed the impact of landing to shatter the bloody corpses around him.
The blood that came out of his hand was like cutting grass, blasting through the corpses surrounding the cavalry.
When he fell from a high altitude, he noticed that the humans here were almost unable to hold on.
Simply, solve it easily.
Most of the corpse tide was cleared in an instant, and the soldiers who originally belonged to the Silver Helmet general looked blankly at Lin An falling from the sky.
The ecstasy of the survivors was stunned for a while, and then they couldn't help but burst into cheers.
I thought that I and others were dead, but I didn't expect to be saved by this mysterious ascetic.
only..
Their boss and Ascetic No. 1001 didn't last until the last moment, it seems... dead?
