Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

In the night, under the moonlight, white figures swayed around the cattle, gradually approaching.

The adult bighorn bull mooed, trying to scare off the approaching invaders, and reminding his tribe that an enemy was coming. The bull's eyes widened as the undead skeletons approached, becoming more and more alert, and the inner circle The old bighorn cattle and calves got up one after another and paced uneasily.

The undead didn't take the warning sound of the bighorn bull seriously at all. They were hunters and would not give up on their prey just because the other party grunted a few words. Not to mention the mooing sound of the bighorn bull, even if it was a wolf howl, then It will be the same as it should be, and it will not waver.

The approaching undead brought huge pressure to the bighorn cattle. They were affected by the unusual behavior of these guys in front of them. It was the instinct of the beast, the sense of fear, and the oppression brought by death. If given the chance, the bighorn cattle would not Hope faces these invaders.

The bighorn bulls on the periphery were under pressure, and their dark eyes gradually turned a layer of blood. They lowered their heads, pointing their sharp and curved spiral horns at the enemy. Their hooves kept tapping on the ground, making a tapping sound, and the dust was everywhere. The rising air beneath the hooves is a signal to prepare for an attack.

Ow—

An undead carrying a bone knife stopped and the soul fire in his skull surged, as if gasoline was thrown into a fire. The soul fire that surged instantly almost enveloped the entire skull. He opened his jaw and pointed at The buffalo herd on the opposite side let out a soulful roar, silent but trembling.

Following the roar of this undead, other undead souls also stopped one after another, their soul fire surged, and they roared.

The roar of the soul is not a real sound and cannot be heard under normal circumstances, but when groups of undead roar at the same time, special sound waves will be formed, directly impacting the soul, making the soul tremble, and making living creatures fearful. The feeling of impending death is a unique method of the undead.

Compared with dealing with creatures with high intelligence, Soul Shock is more useful when dealing with creatures with low intelligence such as beasts. Beasts fight by intuition. Under the pressure of Soul Shock that brings fear and death, their intuition will tell them Don't move, don't move, your body will become stiff.

Sure enough, after the undead roared, the adult bighorn cow on the outside trembled, its body stiffened, and the hooves that were constantly digging the ground stopped. The blood in its eyes dissipated a lot, and there was a faint fear. All adult bighorn cows looked like this. , the old bighorn cattle and calves in the inner layer can be imagined, and their eyes are distracted.

Taking advantage of this moment when the big horned bull was under attack, the undead launched an attack. They might be holding bone knives, and I was holding a spear, gun, and scimitar, and they went up to kill them furiously.

There was no cry of death, no yelling, only the crackling sound of bones rubbing against each other, but it seemed even more terrifying at night.

As the most basic low-level undead, their movement speed is not fast and a bit stiff. Even ordinary people can outrun them, let alone the bighorn cattle. However, the bighorn cattle were shocked by the soul roar just now. At this time, I was in a state of panic and had not adjusted well at all.

Seeing the undead being killed, the adult bighorn bull's first thought was not to fight, but to run away!

Run, run as fast as you can!

He will die!

If you stay, you will die!

That's not something we can contend with!

The after-effects of the fear caused by the roar of the soul, that kind of fear, made the adult bighorn cows who were originally full of strength shrink their hands and tail, and did not dare to attack the undead. They turned around and ran away. Even the old bighorn cows and calves could not take care of them. .

They didn't dare to look back. They looked as if they would die if they took one look at them. It was as if there was a predator like a natural enemy behind them, chasing them in a panic.

The old bighorns recovered one step ahead of them. Although they were old and frail, they lived longer than the younger ones. However, the undead were already in front of them and they could only fight with difficulty.

The calves were mooing in fear, trying to find the adult bighorns that could protect them, but found that the adult bighorns that usually protected them had already galloped away with the smoke and dust, paying no attention to them.

The undead were not in a hurry to chase down the adult bighorns. They intercepted them casually and ignored them. Instead, they rushed towards the old bighorns and calves that were left behind. This was their real target.

The old bighorn cattle use their sharp horns to fight against the undead. Whenever an undead approaches the calf, they will rush forward and push the undead away or knock them apart. However, soon, the undead will get up again, gather together, and emerge unscathed. Rushing in again.

Bone knives and spears pierced the body of the bighorn cattle. The blood continued to flow and dyed the ground red. The old and frail bighorn cattle wanted to protect the calf, but their physical strength no longer allowed them to do so. , the power continued to disappear, and the bighorn cattle fell to the ground one after another, making a sad mooing sound.

The old bighorn cattle are the last guardians. When they fall, the calves that have not yet grown up become a dish for the undead. They are quickly slaughtered and transported back to the mobile fortress.

There is no mercy, no mercy, only ruthless killing. For Li Ziyu and the undead, these bighorn cattle are resources and necessary for their development.

All pity is charity given by the strong to the weak. When it comes to the choice of becoming strong or leaving the weak alive, Li Ziyu will choose the former without hesitation.

In the mobile fortress, bighorn cattle were sent one after another, but Li Ziyu had no time to check. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward and ordered, "Full power, continue the pursuit!"

He didn't want to just let go of the adult bighorn cattle. Who knew if he could hunt other prey tonight? Instead of searching aimlessly, he might as well chase those bighorn cattle.

The undead transported the corpses back to the fortress and reintegrated into the fortress. The speed of the mobile fortress began to increase. The skeleton engine started and soul energy was injected into it. The mouth of the ferocious alien skull opened as if it was spitting out blue flames. The horsepower was sufficient. , pushing the mobile fortress forward.

The speed of the bighorn bull is about 40-50 kilometers per hour, which is similar to the current speed of the mobile fortress. However, the bighorn bull is a living animal after all and cannot run endlessly. Instead, it is a mobile fortress. As long as it has enough soul energy, it can Keep it up.

Every time the Skeleton Engine speeds up by 10 kilometers, it consumes 1 point of soul energy per minute. Now it brings a speed increase of 20 kilometers to the Mobile Fortress, which consumes 2 points of soul energy per minute. Li Ziyu also looks forward to catching up with Dajiao quickly. Ox, consume less soul energy.

The panicked Bighorn didn't hide at all as it ran, leaving a long smoke trail on the wasteland. The mobile fortress followed the smoke trail, chasing closely behind the Bighorn without relaxing at all.

Rushing into the smoke and dust, the undead no longer need to hide. The blue firelight is dotted like monsters, and from time to time they will let out excited soul roars.

Standing at the window, Li Ziyu stared hard ahead. Although he couldn't see anything clearly because of the dust, he believed that the perception of the undead was correct.