Chapter 482
Chapter 482: Chapter 415, Three Dwarves_1
In this worldâs understanding, living creatures and the undead are natural enemies.
Even though living creatures differ in morals and races, their attitudes towards the undead are surprisingly unified.
Upon encounter, it basically evolves into a life-or-death situation.
Even if these undeadâs targets are not themselves, such a huge army could trample a city as they pass through.
âMy lord, what should we do?â A subordinate propped him up, asking with a trembling voice.
The lordâs legs were still wobbling, âWhat else can we doâwe notify everyone to exit from the side door.â
Just as the soldier prepared to notify everyone to leave.
In the sky, several white bone dragons roared past, exuding an oppressive aura.
The lord who just stood up, collapsed once again.
Drawing out time this way, the undead army has already closed in on their city.
Opening the city gates at this point would be even more dangerous.
Escape was no longer an option.
The city gate was tightly shut, and everyone sat paralyzed on the city wall.
Awaiting their approaching demise.
The marching steps echoed like drumbeats in everyoneâs ears.
A soldier cautiously stood up and looked over the city wall.
He saw the undead army passing approximately 10 meters in front of their city but completely ignoring them.
âMy Lord, My Lord, they have passed us by, they didnât take notice of us,â the soldier said in a whisper.
The lord blinked and immediately got up, looking over the city wall as well.
He saw that the undead troops, marching along the dirt road, clearly had no intention of interacting with them.
âWe should be safe, tell everyone to hide as best as possible to avoid attracting these creatures.â
The lord was instructing everyone but could not help pulling out the Book of Lords.
At the gap of the city wall, he took several photos of the undead army.
Then, leaning against the wall, he posted them in the regional chat.
Accompanied with a comment, âDamn, the survival of mankind depends on today, I will shed the last drop of blood for humanity, victory to humans and living creatures!â
There were still quite a few people in the chat at this time. Upon seeing the pictures and the comment, they began to discuss.
âWhatâs going on, why are there so many undead?â
âToo scary, bro, I have a fear of crowded things, these pictures give me the chills.â
âAre the undead launching an attack on humans? The tone of this comment feels as if we are preparing for a final desperate fight, quite tragic!â
âTragic my ass, all I see is teenage edginess. Judging by the angle, he should be hiding and spying.â
âLooking at what the guy above analysed, it does feel that way. Clearly these undead are moving forward, they didnât even look in the direction of the photographer.â
âThe angle is not the point, did you guys notice that the undead troops have a very complete lineup? Shield soldiers, spear soldiers, even archers and mages, this seems to be a large-scale undead force.â
âIndeed, the troop has a very complete lineup, there are all sorts of skeleton horses, skeleton cows, if only I had a skeleton horse, so cool!â
âArenât you afraid it destroys your genitals?â
âIâm a girl, not afraidâŠâ
âRespect to the girl whoâs not afraid, your topic is so off-topic.â
âDid no one notice that the shield and iron sword of the shield soldier looked like the equipment that Big Brother Fang Hao sells?â
âCome to think of it, they do resemble his. What if this is Fang Haoâs legionâŠâ
âEven if Fang Hao is powerful, he wouldnât have even close to this many troops. It is probably easier to obtain the weapon blueprints from the undead side; Fang Haoâs merchant is a skeleton.â
âI think so too.â
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Fang Hao did not see the conversations in the regional chat.
Even if he had seen it, he would not explain anything.
Now, Fang Haoâs power had already developed, and it was a good thing if the secret could be kept going. Even if discovered by others in the region, it didnât matter much.
Currently, with the strength of the transmigrator, no one could pose any threat to him.
Even the local top powers, except for assassinations, he wouldnât falter in a direct confrontation.
The troop continued marching forward, passing by several transmigratorâs cities.
Fang Hao paid them no mind.
These city lords along the way didnât make any rash actions either.
They simply took pictures, posted them in the chat, accompanied by various comments.
Gradually, the people in the chat began to feel numb.
Then, when other city lords posted similar pictures, it hardly stirred any commotion in the chat.
In fact, they were often overlooked amongst other topics.
At five oâclock in the afternoon.
âSir, we have arrived at the edge of the Desolate Battlefield,â the soldierâs voice came from outside the carriage.
âAlright, I know.â Fang Hao responded.
Gently patting Anjia, who was resting on his lap, he said, âAnjia, wake up, weâre here.â
Anjia mumbled, opening her eyes.
âWhere are we going to, is it time for dinner?â Anjia asked.
â What dinner? We just arrived at the Desolate Battlefield,â Fang Hao replied irritably.
This girl can really eat and sleep.
From the time she got on the carriage, she slept until now.
It always felt like she was about to hibernate, sleeping quite heavily.
âOh!â Anjia wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, replied.
Fang Hao moved to the side of the carriage, standing next to the Black Sword, and saw in front of him a vast expanse.
Looking at it, it was indeed the perfect landscape for the name âDesolate Battlefieldâ.