Reckless Through The New World

After breaking the spell that controlled the infantry, the traversers did not stop, but continued to charge forward.

Because, they still have targets to fight.

With the completion of the spells jointly cast by the clerics such as Panda, those Thracian infantrymen who needed to receive orders to act fell to the ground because they could no longer receive orders, but those who did not need to receive orders did not. Affected by spells.

Although, they can no longer be regarded as "people".

Some of these "people" were quick to respond. When everyone around them collapsed, they also fell down and pretended to be dead. But more responses were not quick. When the other soldiers fell to the ground, it was too late to fall and play dead.

They are the targets that the traversers continue to attack.

Seeing that the transmigrators rushed over aggressively, the masters of these undead forces sighed, and they did not care about hiding their strength, and they all used their skills to continue to escape.

It's not that they are timid as mice and fear the enemy as tigers, but... this battle is really not worth fighting.

How can we win against such a big beast on the opposite side? I'm afraid that you need to invite a necromantic king to lead the team to be able to compete with it, right?

Not to mention the powerful group of priests, a dozen people can join forces to display such a large-scale purification array, I am afraid that these priests are all high-level, and some of them may even be close to it. Touch the legendary bottleneck...

how to spell? How to fight this!

No way to fight!

So they could only groan and do their best to escape.

Many people think that undead are not afraid of death, and this impression is only half correct - low-level undead are indeed not afraid of death, but those undead who have fully opened their own wisdom are actually just as afraid of death.

Even... they are often more afraid of death than the average person.

Being able to become a undead naturally means that you have already died once. Those who have died once understand the depth and horror of death better than those who have not died. Among them, very few will see through life and death and become warriors who are unafraid of death. More will be more afraid of death, more afraid of death than living people.

Among the undead sent to participate in this operation, there is no warrior who sees through life and death - such warriors generally disdain to obey orders, and mostly do what they want to do, not at all. Not fitting in with the group is like the battle of the undead in the game. Many strong people in the undead force simply do not obey the orders of the undead kings, walk freely in the world, and do whatever they want.

Escape is a very profound knowledge. In this knowledge, there is a world of difference between high level and low level.

A high-level person, such as the famous Han emperor Liu Bang, can be beaten repeatedly and bruised, but he can always escape smoothly and become the one who has the last laugh. The low level, for example, the wing king Shi Dakai, ran and ran until he ran to a dead end, and finally his entire army was wiped out—the road he took was followed by another army many years later. There were planes reconnaissance and bombing overhead, local armed forces intercepted them in front, and a large army was chasing them all the way out. It was not a star and a half better than this senior.

These necromancer masters who disguised as soldiers and commanded battles were obviously experts who were well versed in escape. As soon as they turned around and started running, they cast various spells that could increase their speed, and even many of them had magical wings growing on them, and they flew up.

If they fly high, perhaps the archers in the traversers can shoot them down. But these guys are obviously experienced in escaping, and they didn't fly high at all, their bodies were almost close to the ground, like a big snake, and they flew away.

Or, "slipped away".

After all, the Thracian infantrymen who were lying on the ground still played some role, at least blocking the pace of the traversers, so even though they tried their best to run, they failed to catch up with the masters of the undead forces who escaped. This group of guys roared away at a shocking speed. The traversers look at me and I look at you, and they can't help but be a little stunned.

"Lying in a big slot! These guys are running too fast!"

"Just as fast as a Hong Kong reporter..."

"Then we should read two lines of poetry—"

"Prohibition!"

Panda and other clerics lifted the magic circle and walked out in a hurry. He came to Sanyu and asked, "Is there any hope of catching up?"

"I don't know, a few who can fly have already caught up." Sanyu replied, "But I'm not optimistic about them. This group of people is obviously specially selected. The level of fighting is average, but the level of escaping is really poor. generally."

"This is the first time I've seen such a high level of escape..." Yuneruo came over and shook his head in dissatisfaction. "Originally, I was thinking about a big battle, but it turned out to be so anticlimactic!"

"No one thought of it!" Panda sighed, turned to look at the giant beast who was staring blankly, not knowing what to do, "The deterrent effect of our trump card is really too strong, I feel like It was two small countries quarreling, and one country suddenly exploded an atomic bomb..."

"The atomic bomb isn't that great of a deterrent. The three fat atomic bombs didn't scare the presidents to the south."

"When you know that you are going to go to jail or even die when you step down, the atomic bomb is not so scary." Wang Tuhao said quietly, "The risk index of their president's seat is ridiculously high, and each generation will not end well. Who would be afraid of an atomic bomb when he thinks about what he will face after leaving office?"

Everyone laughed.

After laughing, Sanyu ordered to treat the Thracian infantry who fell to the ground, and drew a happy end to this short "war".

"Oh my God! There are thousands of people, how can we save them!" Someone complained.

More people laughed, cheered, and got busy.

There is still a lot to do. Perhaps this group of Thracian infantry who fell to the ground may also hide assassins from the undead forces. Although the battle is over, the matter is not completely over.

However, the "Battle of Tara Khan" that they had been worried about since they crossed over has been solved by them in an unexpectedly easy way.

This makes them more confident and more relaxed.

We are strong, strong enough to settle down in this world, strong enough to not be afraid of any challenge, and walk on the path we want to go!

After a while, as several undead feigned dead were found and caught, the laughter broke out.