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On the plain, the army of skeletons all over the mountains and plains rushed towards the village like a tide.

All the humans hid behind the fence and shivered, and what surprised them most was that the seven outsiders were still standing there calmly.

What a bunch of lunatics!

Seeing the dark group of monsters approaching in the distance, the desolate soldiers thought about how they had been driven here by this group of ferocious devils.

And now

They plan to kill them all!

"Ah! Ah!" Some soldiers finally couldn't stand it anymore and ran away from the fence towards the village like crazy.

These monsters can't be stopped at all, they are dead!

"Come back! Soldier! Stay at your post!"

Seeing more and more of his men fleeing, the officer became angry and cursed.

When they came here, they didn't have much will to fight. Those who had the courage had long been dragged away by the monsters in the city.

Is it over?

The officer who had become the polished commander stood behind the fence, quietly watching the densely packed evil creatures in the distance coming towards this side.

In despair, he slowly took out the dagger, intending to end his life before the monster dragged him away to be used as a seedbed!

What surprised the officer was that the seven outsiders standing outside the village fence with their backs to him seemed not to be afraid of the approaching group of monsters in the distance.

Are you scared out of your wits?

The officer sighed, shaking his head and looking at them.

at this time

bang

A deafening sound rang out from above the entire village.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

Those are 5 circular flying saucers

They were arranged in a 'human' shape and passed quickly over everyone's heads, rushing straight towards the demon army that was gradually coming to an end in the distance.

these are.

Boom boom boom——!

Just when people were full of surprise, they saw tall flames suddenly bursting out in the distance, accompanied by violent explosions.

Looking around, what was originally a dark sea of ​​undead is now swallowed up by an endless sea of ​​fire.

Feeling the vibrations under their feet, the people standing behind the fence stared dumbly at the seven outsiders who had their backs turned to them.

Gerald looked at the raging sea of ​​fire in the distance, turned his head to the magician beside him and asked, "Have they all been killed?"

"Both the small and medium-sized ones are dead. Under the carpet bombing of Level 2 deuterium burst bombs, not many level 4 units can survive." The warlock sounded quite proud.

Gerardi was a diplomat and he didn't understand military matters, but he could tell that the warlock seemed to have missed something.

"What about level 5?" he asked.

".Those require precise shooting. Carpet bombing alone cannot cause substantial damage to them."

The warlock's tone seemed a little helpless. Gerardi smiled, but he didn't intend to embarrass the other person and asked:

"In other words, the next step is to deal with level 5 units? Can you do it?"

"For plain battles, just leave it to the flying saucers. We don't have to do anything. This is a tactic commonly used by knight officers."

Street fighting requires ground troops. For field fighting, just leave it to the air force.

"Captain, they retreated."

The werewolf next to him warned.

The warlock smiled.

Gerardi also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But just then

"Captain! Two aircraft were lost! The opposite level 5 unit counterattacked!"

"Get back!" the warlock shouted quickly.

Losing 2 of 5 flying saucers at once is no joke.

Soon, three flying saucers were suspended in the sky, waiting for orders.

"They are gone. The ammunition consumption of each of our flying saucers is currently about 30%. Without supplies, we cannot continue to consume on such a large scale."

After the werewolf's report was completed, the warlock turned to look at Gerardi and asked: "When will we leave? Sir, have you found the monster here?"

".I want to ask Nord about it."

Gerald replied that the diplomatic commander this time was Nord. As a subordinate, Gerald did not receive a retreat order from his superiors, so he had to ask him for instructions.

Upon hearing this, the warlock turned his head and glanced at the werewolf. The latter understood and quickly used the communication tool he carried to communicate.

But what surprised it was that the signal was suppressed, making long-distance communication impossible.

"Where are they?" the warlock asked, looking in the direction the monster left.

Gerardi looked back at the people in the village who were shocked and speechless, then turned and walked towards them:

"Have you seen any soldiers dressed the same as us?"

The human officer came back to his senses and looked at the fat man in front of him. After a while, the subordinate next to him replied: "Yes, they are heading north."

"north?"

Gerardi turned around again and looked forward.

Since the first team went to the north, let’s start here too.

At this moment, the magician turned to look at the officer and said:

"There is an aura of the undead in your village, and someone is infected."

"Nonsense!" When the officer heard this, he shouted loudly, "If you want to leave, leave quickly! Don't disturb my military morale!"

The magician shrugged, turned around and led the team away.

After watching this group of foreign soldiers leave, the surrounding men came to the officer and asked: "Sir, are there really undead sneaking in here?"

"Don't talk nonsense! It's nothing!"

The officer glared at him and ordered everyone to stay at their posts while he went back to rest.

And when he pushed open the door of his house, a woman inside was lying on the bed with a pale face, shivering, and her shoulders looked like they had been bitten by a wild beast.

Gerardi and the second team of the undead went all the way north. They needed the diplomats of the first team to change their orders and allow them to evacuate.

The communication system here has been suppressed by some force, and if you send a flying saucer there, you may risk being shot down, so it's better to go there on foot.

On the way, they encounter a large number of zombies and other low-level humanoid monsters, but they can all be dealt with with ordinary firearms.

After a long time, several people finally arrived at the north side, which was a triangular tower-shaped building. The surrounding ground was full of charred and broken monster corpses. Combined with the craters on the ground, it was obvious that a battle had occurred here before.

"What do you think?" Gerardi asked the magician.

"They encountered attacks, relied on that building to defend themselves, and finally won." The warlock calculated as he looked at the corpses on the ground.

"Then what are they here for?" Gerardi continued to ask.

"Hmm." The warlock thought for a moment, then looked up at the circular magic circle under the triangular tower.

Is it for this?

"who are you?"

Just when the magician was about to go over and find out what was going on, a voice sounded.

Everyone turned to look.

A bearded man stands there

His appearance is exactly the same as the guy the first team met.