Lord Of The People: My Undead Will Fission

"Go ahead, don't let them escape."

Indeed, the blood clan is very fast, they want to run, those fireballs can't catch up at all. Even in their current state, if they really want to attack those battleships, those battleships will have to pay a huge price to win.

It's just that the people in ambush here are not just those warships.

The six vampires were about to escape when they were suddenly surrounded. Because near them, there were a full twelve blood servants, all of which were also of the gold level. There are other blood minions, to go after other low-level vampires.

"Gold level, you actually hide so many gold levels."

"You, wait, why do you all look the same, these are sextuplets. Wait, why are there two sextuplets."

The vampires also seemed a little overwhelmed when they discovered the strange situation in the air. These guys are obviously stronger than themselves, and they can feel it by feeling the breath, but what is going on with these sextuplets.

Although this situation may occur, but two copies appear at once, it is simply weird.

It's a pity that the blood servant didn't mean to talk nonsense, and just started. During the battle, they found that there was a problem with the combat effectiveness of these blood servants. They were not their opponents, but there were many people.

Besides, his state is not good, and in the end he can only fall into the downwind and be beaten.

"What's going on, how can there be so many blood servants of the gold level."

Below, some people looked at the air, and their faces were also very strange. They did lose their status as lords, and they all gave up on their own, but the ability to identify arms was still retained.

"It seems that the one did not tell us everything."

"Hmph, these vampires can think of coming over to attack, how can they know that there are no inner ghosts among us."

Hearing this, all the people glared at him, no matter whether it was there or not, they couldn't ruin their reputation.

On the other side, at the front of the front line, a group of bats rushed out directly and appeared behind the undead barracks. This place, the interior of the original fortress, had always existed as a headquarters at this time.

"Mobas, come out for me, I know you're inside."

The big bat transformed into the Duke of Flowers, and this time he was going to destroy Mobas directly.

In any case, as the nominal leader, personally dispatching to destroy him can definitely increase his prestige. Whether it's in the Flower Plateau or the entire Crescent Kingdom, it's the same.

The large number of places freed up this time can bring huge benefits to himself.

There are also those old nobles who are not very obedient, and they will also use this opportunity to clean up.

That's right, the high-level blood clan has an absolute suppression effect on their descendants. But human ambition can actually resist this repressive effect, causing them to obey their own orders.

Speaking of which, there are really not many races that can resist this kind of bloodline suppression.

Mobas came out and looked at the air: "I have seen the Duke of Flowers, but I didn't expect you to appear here on your own initiative."

"You actually reached the golden level? Damn bastard dare to lie to me, you are not a puppet at all."

Mobas didn't answer. Speaking of which, he was indeed similar to a puppet, the master's puppet. Others who want to be the master's puppet don't have this honor, it's an honorable thing.

At this time, the Duke of Flowers was a little embarrassed, and he had only brought some low-level clansmen here.

This is equivalent to killing the enemy leader by himself, which is very good for his reputation.

But who can want, the strength of this guy in front of him is not weaker than himself, or even stronger. Is there anyone who makes such a strong person a puppet? Are those damn humans deceiving themselves, or are they deceived too.

A person who has not been in this world for a long time can really develop his territory to such a degree.

Or, that person is just a spokesperson for some people, and everyone else has been deceived.

It's just a pity that there is no time to think so much about Duke Flowers on the scene. At this time, he was already being targeted by Mobas.

"Hmph, if you surrender now, I can spare you from dying, otherwise today will be your day of death."

"No, today is your day of death." Mobas waved his hand, and new blood servants appeared next to them, and each of them was also powerful. It's just that these people have the same faces as Mobas.

"Wait, why do they all look the same, even the breath is exactly the same, who is the real Mobas?"

The Duke of Flowers is a little stunned, this situation is too strange. "Are you sextuplets? Do you usually come out with a liar? No, why there are three groups of sextuplets, what is the situation."

These people who seem to be copied are really unexpected.

But the three groups are all sextuplets, but each one is so similar, even the breath is the same, which is strange. Although the other two groups were not as strong as Mobas' group, they were not much worse than him.

This is because of their own talent limit. After cultivating the talent limit, Fang Jie can only fission it.

Because even if they continue to cultivate and reach the limit, it is impossible for them to continue to improve.

Mobas didn't mean to talk nonsense with the Duke of Flowers, and started directly. Eighteen against one, although the Duke of Flowers found that their strength was not as strong as their aura, and there were not many means.

But their strength foundation is there, and they cooperate tacitly. The Duke of Flowers has not done anything with anyone for many years, and his methods are very unfamiliar, so he was suppressed in an instant.

Mobas' group took advantage of the opportunity to directly hit the Duke of Flowers with a ball of blood, followed by a set of combos.

By the time the Duke of Flowers fled, he was seriously injured. One of his wings was broken and he lost the ability to fly. There was even a big hole on his body, and he could even see the internal organs that were still wriggling inside.

Seeing that the people who attacked him, although some were injured by him, they were not that serious.

Moreover, these blood servants, as if they were not afraid of death, wanted to intercept themselves. The Duke of Flowers knew that it might be dangerous today. "Damn humans, damn undead, they're all liars."

The Duke of Flowers scolded secretly, but there was nothing he could do. This situation was caused by himself.

If I hadn't been so arrogant, I believed what the other party said and what I was investigating, and I had to rush over by myself, it wouldn't be like this. As for the low-level vampires he brought, they were already dead and useless at all.