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Chapter 382 Is he still alive?

On the plain, the army of skeletons all over the mountains 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 crowd of monsters gradually approaching in the distance, the desolate soldiers thought of being chased here by these ferocious monsters before.

And now

They're going to kill them all!

"Ah! Ahh!" Some soldiers finally couldn't take it anymore, and ran away from the fence to the village like crazy.

These monsters can't be stopped at all, they are dead!
"Come back! Soldiers! Stand firm!"

Seeing more and more men fleeing, the officer was so angry that he cursed.

They didn't have much will to fight when they came here, and those who had courage had already been dragged away by monsters in the city.

Is it over?

The officer, who had become a polished commander, stood behind the fence, quietly watching the dense crowd of evil creatures rushing towards him in the distance.

Desperate, he slowly took out his dagger, intending to end his own life, and don't let the monster drag it away as a seedbed!
What surprised the officer was that the seven outsiders standing outside the village fence turned their backs to him, and seemed to be unafraid of the approaching monsters in the distance.

Are you scared?

The officer sighed and shook his head looking at them.

at this time
bang

A deafening sound resounded from above the entire village.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

That's 5 round flying saucers

They were arranged in the shape of a 'herringbone' and quickly passed over everyone's heads, rushing straight towards the demon army that was gradually dying in the distance.

these are.
Boom boom boom!
Just when people were full of astonishment, they saw clusters of tall flames bursting out suddenly in the distance, accompanied by violent explosions
Looking around, it was originally a dark sea of ​​undead, but now it is swallowed by an endless sea of ​​flames.

Feeling the tremors under their feet, the people standing behind the fence stared dumbfounded at the seven outsiders with their backs turned to them.

Looking at the raging sea of ​​flames in the distance, Geradi turned his head to the sorcerer beside him and asked, "Have you killed them all?"

"The small and medium ones are dead. Under the carpet bombing of Lv2 deuterium burst bombs, few Tier 4 units can survive." Warlock's tone sounded quite proud.

Gerardi is a diplomat, and he doesn't understand military matters, but he can hear that the warlock seems to have missed something.

"What about Tier 5?" he asked.

"...those need to be shot with precision, and carpet bombing alone can't do real damage to them."

Warlock's tone seemed a little helpless, Geradi smiled, but he didn't intend to embarrass the other party, and asked:
"That is to say, the next step is to deal with Tier 5 units? Can you do it?"

"Plain warfare, just leave it to the flying saucer. We don't need to do it. This is a common tactic used by knight officers."

Street fighting requires ground troops, and field battles can be handed over to the air force directly.

"Captain, they retreated."

The werewolf next to him reminded.

The warlock smiled.

Gerardi also breathed a sigh of relief.

But right now

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

"Back back!" Warlock shouted hastily.

Losing 5 of 2 flying saucers at one time is no joke.

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

"They're gone. Our flying saucers are currently consuming about 30% of their ammunition. Without supplies, we can't continue to consume on such a large scale."

After the werewolf's report was over, the warlock turned to Gerardi and asked, "When are we leaving? Sir, have you found the monster here?"

".I want to ask Nord about it."

Gerardi replied that the diplomatic commander this time was Nord, and as a subordinate, Gerardi had not received the retreat order from his superiors, so he had to ask him for instructions.

When the warlock heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the werewolf. The latter understood and quickly used the communication tool he was carrying to make contact.

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

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

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

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

The human officer recovered 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?"

Geradi turned and looked forward again.

Since the first team has gone 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 undead in your village, and someone has been infected."

"Nonsense!" The officer yelled loudly when he heard this, "If you want to leave, hurry up! Don't disturb my army's morale!"

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

After watching the group of foreign soldiers leave, the surrounding subordinates came to the officer and asked, "My lord, are there really undead mixed in here?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Nothing!"

The officer glared at him and ordered everyone to stay at their posts, and he wanted to go back and rest.

And when he opened the door of his house, a woman inside was lying on the bed with a pale face and shivering, and her shoulders seemed to have been bitten by wild animals.
Geradi and the second team of the undead went north all the way, and they needed the diplomats of the first team to change the order and allow them to evacuate.

The communication system in this place has been suppressed by some kind of force, and if you send a flying saucer there, there may be a risk of being shot down, so it is better to go there on foot.

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

After a long time, several people finally arrived at the north side. It was a triangular tower building, and the surrounding ground was full of scorched and broken monster corpses. Combined with the bumpy bomb craters on the ground, it was obvious that there had been a battle here before.

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

"They have been attacked before, relying on that building to defend, and finally won." Warlock looked at the corpses on the ground and deduced.

"Then what are they doing here?" 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 sorcerer was about to go and find out, a voice sounded.

Everyone turned to look.

a bearded man standing there
His appearance is exactly the same as the guy the first team met.
(End of this chapter)