"Captain Lin, did you find anything?"
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.
Southeast defense line, 65 degrees, 33,200 kilometers.
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.
To be continued...