Chapter 298: They Are All Local Foxes, Pretending to Be Feathers

Accompanied by this roar, Fangzheng saw that the sea water not far away suddenly began to boil and roll, and then, dilapidated battleships rushed forward from the bottom of the sea, raised their heads high, and landed heavily on the water.

"My God, is this... a ghost ship?"

Looking at the ghost fleet that surrounded him heavily in all directions, Fox's legs were trembling in fright. In order, there are hundreds of ghost ships! ! !

Not to mention, these ghost ships are all products of the great nautical adventure period. Although technically speaking, they may be a generation behind the Black Crow, but the warships of that era are getting bigger and bigger. In front of them, it was like little white rabbits facing a group of hungry wolves, they had no power to fight back at all! !

"I've changed my mind, you damned thief, I want your soul to be my humblest servant forever, to suffer eternal pain!!"

Soon, the voice sounded again, and this time, along with his words, the ghost fleet not far away also turned its guns and aimed at the broken boat moored at the pier.

"What, what should we do? Mr. Fangzheng?"

"Leave it to me."

Compared to other people's anxiety and fear, Fangzheng seemed very calm. If it wasn't for the problem of the space nature of the broken plane just now, I wouldn't be chased by you scumbags and run around the street. That demi-plane space is nothing more than that, now in the main world, how dare you pretend to be a master for me? Hehe, Ghost Fleet, right? !

Just let you see, what is the real undead army!

"Heikati, I'll leave it to you and Tilia, Nimf, I'll go meet this egomaniac for a while!"

Looking at the ghost fleet in front of him, Fangzheng smiled coldly, then he raised the Duankong sword in his hand and swung it forward.

"Seal!!"

The next moment, the howling wind instantly enveloped him and the ghost fleet.

When the strong wind dissipated, everything in front of him had already changed into another look. The originally rippling, endless sea has disappeared, replaced by a dry land full of death and storms. They have been infiltrated by countless blood, showing a dark red color. And on this land, countless bones and wreckage can be seen everywhere, a huge fortress stands in the center of the Stormlands, and on the other side, those ghost ships landed in disorder on the battlefield plain, and The undead sailors in charge of manipulating the ship obviously couldn't understand what was going on.

"This, what is this place!!"

Soon, that voice sounded again, but unlike before, there was a bit more surprise and astonishment in the voice.

"What did you do? Damn you little thief!!"

"Welcome to Chaos Fortress."

Facing the voice's questioning, Fang Zheng, who was standing at the head of the fortress, smiled coldly, and then raised his hand. Accompanied by Fang Zheng's movements, countless death maids holding sickles quietly appeared beside him, and on the city wall, tens of thousands of dead soul archers bent their bows and set arrows, aiming at the enemies in the distance. The gate of the city was wide open, and the executioners with pitch-black horns and huge sharp curved blades in their hands formed a queue with the soul shield guards holding shields, gushing out like a tide. The shadow of death lingered in the sky, and the pale-skinned undead war beast spewed out azure blue aura, and looked forward covetously.

"Here, what's going on here?"

At this moment, the voice finally began to become frightened and uneasy. As the powerful presence commanding the ghost fleet in this sea area, of course he could feel the breath of the undead army on the opposite side, which made it impossible for him to imagine how this happened—— —Isn't that damned thief a paladin? How could he summon such a large undead army?

Is he the son of Orcus, the undead king?

But why can he summon angels and use holy light?

"No one can stop death..."

Fangzheng raised the long sword in his hand, and the edge of Duankong sword slowly reflected a trace of cold light.

"Destroy them!!"

After using it in Shana's world, Fangzheng already understood that his seal has a time limit, so he couldn't waste time, so after opening the seal, he immediately summoned the army of undead and rushed towards the ghost fleet in the distance.

As for why Fangzheng chose Chaos Fortress instead of High Heaven, the reason is also very simple. After analyzing Marthael's soul stone, Fang Zheng found that the number of angels in the high-level heavens is maintained at a constant level, that is to say, from a certain point of view, the high-level heavens are similar to protoss, and the individual combat power is strong. But if you want to play the army attack, there is a lack of numbers. Right now, the opponent has hundreds of ghost ships. Although Fang Zheng moved all of them to the plain area of ​​the Chaos Fortress, the opponent also has the advantage of the number of people and the number of artillery. The angels of the high-level heaven may be strong, but because of the lack of numbers, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net, so he simply opened the Chaos Fortress to the sea of ​​​​undead-everyone is playing with undead creatures, who is afraid of whom!

They are all local foxes, pretending to be chicken feathers!

"Boom boom boom!"

At the same time, the ghost warships on the Chaos Plain in the distance also began to fire towards the fortress. Although they are on flat ground right now and cannot freely steer the ship, the reaction of these undead sailors is also dissatisfied. They quickly dismantled the turrets used to fix the magic guns, pushed them to the bow, and began to fight frantically. The undead army in front of them bombed.

For ordinary armies, the violent bombing of hundreds of warships is enough to collapse their morale, but for the undead army, they have no fear attribute at all, so no matter how fierce the gunfire of the ghost fleet is, the undead army has no fear. Without retreating at all, he continued to charge forward bravely, facing the gunfire and rushing towards the ghost ship in front of him.

The speed of the undead army was extremely fast, and the ghost fleet only fired three rounds of volleys, and they had already rushed under the ghost ships, and then saw the leading ghost shield guards screaming and raising their shields, the next moment these undead The creature jumped up from the ground like a grasshopper, rushed directly to the deck of the ghost ship, and fought with the undead sailors.

And when the two sides fought hand-to-hand, the shortcomings of the Ghost Fleet finally emerged. The undead sailors here are just undead creatures transformed from a group of ordinary humans after all, but Fang Zheng not only has undead soldiers under him, but even The Maiden of Death is an undead creature transformed from an angel. Compared with the army of undead who can use various skills to attack, undead sailors who can only fire cannons and wield scimitars are obviously not enough.

Therefore, it didn't take much time for the ghost fleet to be completely defeated by Fang Zheng's undead army. From the current point of view, it is only a matter of time before it is completely wiped out...

But Fangzheng didn't take it lightly. He tightly held the long sword in his hand and stared at the ghost fleet in the distance. He still remembered the powerful aura that erupted in that weird space before, which was no less than a legendary power. With Fangzheng's current strength, he is not enough to face a legendary powerhouse on his own.

Fortunately, he was not unprepared.

"enough!!"

Sure enough, as Fang Zheng expected, just when his undead army was about to completely wipe out the ghost fleet, the voice sounded again. And with this roar that resounded through the sky, Fang Zheng saw the earth in the distance crack open suddenly, and then, the pitch-black sea roared and rushed out madly, bringing the huge waves that roared from the sky, dispatching the Ghost Fleet together with Fang Zheng. The undead army swallowed together.

"I've had enough of your tricks......"

Accompanied by this sound, a huge, pitch-black shadow slowly emerged from the sea water.

"You can't beat me with these pretentious tricks! And I will tear you to pieces!!"

The sea burst.

A pitch-black, gigantic creature raised its head high, the flesh and blood on its body had rotted away, and only white bones were left on its spread wings. In a pair of dark and empty eye sockets, the brilliance of the soul danced.

"Depend on!"

Feeling the icy chill coming towards him, Fang Zheng cursed secretly. Of course he knew what these things were. In the records of the temple, their existence was also mentioned. For their imminent death, those powerful evil beings used a powerful magic to transform themselves into immortals. Yes, horrible and ugly existence.

They have the powerful power of their predecessors, and they have inherited the evil and darkness of death magic. They can be called one of the most difficult enemies in this world.

That is --- Dracolich.