my cube kingdom

Chapter 315 Zombie King, I am your ancestor!
Now, hordes of zombies trapped in lava have only three options.

One: Standing in a daze, not moving anything.

Two: Continue to attack the more internal defense line of the war castle, and catch Mo Fangyuan, the culprit, to vent his anger.

Three: Jump into the magma collectively.

Obviously, even someone with a little intelligence would choose the second.

But Mo Fangyuan must have predicted that zombies could make such a choice.

Before the hordes of zombies controlled by the angry zombie king attacked the defense line of the war castle again, another magma river surrounded the entire war castle appeared in the area ten to fifteen squares away from the defense line.

How could a body of flesh and blood take a bath in magma?

The zombie group can only passively accept the first option: stand in a daze and do nothing.

He stared at the square man in the defense line.

This was something that Mo Fangyuan liked and disagreed with.

"The monsters that the monster king can control have a limited upper limit. After reaching that upper limit, the monster king can no longer control new monsters."

Seeing that the soldier was eager to try and rush up to shoot the zombies, Mo Fangyuan waved his hands to stop him.

"Every time we kill a zombie controlled by the Zombie King, the Zombie King can free up a new space to control the zombie closest to its location."

"If we kill all the tens of thousands of monsters here, then the Zombie King will be able to recruit newly refreshed zombie monsters near its giant pit when monsters are refreshed at night."

"This will cause the main force to be attacked from the front and back, and the winning rate will be greatly reduced."

"Our mission to contain the zombies has completely failed."

Listening and watching, the sound and appearance of the zombies barking on the other side of the magma river, some uninformed grassroots officers raised their concerns.

"Then what if the zombie king controls all these zombies to jump into the magma and commit suicide?"

"It dare not."

Mo Fangyuan had already figured out the character of the Zombie King.

Even if it is time for life and death, the zombie king will not kill the tens of thousands of zombies here.

It is distressed, reluctant, and unwilling to make a choice.

He also hesitated, hoping that things would turn around.

It's like the monkey who caught the food in the jar, knowing that he couldn't get it out, but still refused to backhand and was finally caught by humans.

In many cases, the common problems of human beings are also the common problems of all intelligent creatures.

"Is this really possible?"

The sky was gray and rain was a sure thing.

All the preparations before the war have been arranged in place, and Iron Nose does not intend to delay any longer.

"If we shout this sentence, the zombie king will come out obediently?"

Seeing Iron Nose, the adjutant was a little disbelieving and a little embarrassed.

To be honest, he couldn't believe it when he heard that he was going to shout this sentence.

But this is what His Majesty said to him personally!

Although it is a bit strange, what His Majesty said is absolutely correct and cannot be refuted!

"This is arranged by His Majesty..."

The adjutant replied hesitantly.

"Uh……"

Hearing that it was arranged by Mo Fangyuan, Iron Nose didn't say much.

"Get ready, if the Zombie King really comes out, immediately blow up the entrance of the giant pit and shoot at it!"

"Yes!"

Staring at the entrance of the huge black pit, Iron Nose took a deep breath of fear, and shouted at the huge pit.

"Zombie King, I'm sorry for your ancestors! Give me a quick word, and you won't be able to get out!"

As soon as these words came out, ghosts and gods were shocked, and even the gathering dark clouds temporarily stopped flowing.

The world seemed to be paused, and the tense atmosphere began to permeate everyone's heart.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and all the cannon fodder of the main force was aimed at the huge black pit below their field of vision.

"It doesn't work?"

After a while, Iron Nose broke the tense atmosphere he created by himself.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!!!!"

As it turns out, this apparently works.

The violent roar of the zombies pierced through the huge pit, making the ears of the square fighters waiting outside the huge pit swell.

Generally, zombies can't roar with such a loud roar, so the answer is already obvious.

"Does this method really work?"

Can one sentence lead out the zombie king?
"Commander, there are zombies coming out of the giant pit!"

I saw zombies walking out of the dark area of ​​the huge pit.

These zombies look a little smarter than the zombies the fighters have encountered before, but the most striking part is that these zombies are all wearing hard diamond breastplates and holding diamond swords in their claws.

"Hoohoho!!!"

They exude a sense of fear that is different from other zombies. These feelings are not felt by many fighters when fighting against elite monsters.

Coupled with the abnormally twisted and deformed faces under the iron helmet, the soldiers were a little creepy.

"Screw the fart, give me a blast!"

Seeing the appearance of these zombies, the commander-in-chief Iron Nose just made a gesture of "above the cannon", and then ordered the artillerymen to fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The soldiers of the main force were exhausted when carrying these redstone cannons on the road, and now the value of these redstone cannons has also been reflected.

Hundreds of redstone cannons fired in unison, and the ammunition gathered in the huge pit to form a terrifying explosion.

"Uh--"

If it's just a cannonball, the diamond armor can barely resist it.

But hundreds of shells are blasting at you.

Want to live?

Want to be beautiful!

To be able to leave a corpse is to feel lucky!

The diamond-armored zombie, who was majestic one second, stopped cooking the next.

"Uh--"

"Uh--"

Of course, some powerful zombies escaped the shelling, so Iron Nose informed the artillery to blow them up for a few more seconds.

A few seconds later, hundreds of zombie troops, possibly the most elite of the zombie force, disappeared under the wash of artillery fire.

Only the broken diamond armor on the ground was left, proving that they existed just now.

"Zombies, times have changed."

The thick white smoke gradually dissipated, and the dark clouds that had been in the sky also reached a peak.

Big drops of rain splashed on the ground.

"Crackling, crackling!"

It then turned into a torrential downpour at breakneck speed.

The damage of the redstone cannon has also been greatly weakened.

"Hoohoho!!!"

"you……"

In the heavy rain, the soldiers of the main force heard the earth-shattering roar again. Besides the roar, it also contained... language!

"Zombie King!"

Against the view blocked by the rain, a huge figure stepped out of the darkness of the huge pit.

Surrounding the figure are several elite zombie villagers with bright eyes.

"Elite zombie villagers..."

Judging from the obtained data, the birth of each elite zombie villager needs at least... more than a thousand square people as raw materials!
Surrounded by these elite zombie villagers is definitely the Zombie King!

(End of this chapter)