Chapter 665: The Defeat of the Corpse Head
Barbarians Great God Pangu must know my true identity.
But they never know that I have actually seen through his identity.
In comparison, I still have the upper hand in terms of intelligence.
The only thing I'm interested in now is when the other nine old gods will arrive and who they are.
And what benefits will come from killing all the corpse-headed barbarians.
Just because of this question, I am acting very indifferent now.
Since I agreed to cooperate with the Great God Pangu, the black iron shackles on my body were removed, and the damage to my soul was gradually healed.
Although my soul was not hurt at all, I could never show it in front of him.
The most important thing is that more than 500 warriors from the Pan tribe were also released, including Odebiao and Afanti, who are now serving under me.
I know that the old gods did not have any good intentions in assigning the Pan tribe to me.
What he wanted me to do was just be a pawn of the Pangu tribe.
Until now, I didn't know that the war between the Pangu tribe and the corpse-head barbarians had entered a fierce state.
So far, the Pangu tribe has gathered a total of 170,000 warriors.
Although it is far less than the Pangu tribe created by Zhang Wuren back then, this number already accounts for more than half of the entire population of Burying God Abyss.
The rest are either hidden in some nook and cranny, or they do not recognize the orthodoxy of Pangu.
After these days of fierce fighting, the Pangu tribe lost a total of more than 30,000 people, and killed more than 700,000 zombies!
I don't know how this data is calculated, but if it is true, it can be said that the warriors of the Pangu tribe are indeed extremely brave.
If we keep advancing like this, maybe this fake Pangu God will really be able to kill all the corpse-headed barbarians.
But as time went by, the number of corpse-headed barbarians not only did not decrease, but actually increased.
The death rate of the warriors of the Pangu tribe soared, but the corpse-head barbarians were fighting more and more.
Unfortunately, the companion that this fake Great God Pangu has been waiting for has still not arrived.
This guy really couldn't hold himself back, so he had to ask me to help.
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I wore the clothes given by God King Pangu, and restrained my coquettish flame suit.
Standing in the military formation of the Pangu tribe, the battlefield in front of you can be seen in full view.
Looking around, more than thirty centurions were slowly advancing on the battlefield, and strange green flames were burning everywhere they went.
This is a kind of smoldering fire from the underground world. When it burns, its temperature is only over 200 degrees, which is only slightly hot to an exorcist.
Even a C-level exorcist can easily withstand this temperature.
But the green Yin Fire has a very special property, that is, it is immortal.
Because of its low ignition point, this flame will not go out easily.
In addition, the Styx River is blocked by the magma sea and basically will not flow to the God Burial Abyss.
Once the green flames become overwhelming and large-scale, it is basically a nightmare for the zombies.
But Shitou Man is not a vegetarian either.
This guy has an extremely violent personality, and he has quite a fearless spirit.
Although the individual strength is relatively weak, it cannot stand up to the large numbers.
They are overwhelming and endless.
Even though he was burned by the fire, he still continued to attack without fear of death.
The warriors of the Pangu tribe advanced very slowly. It could be said that every step forward was accompanied by the tragic death of countless people.
I frowned slightly.
If we continue to advance at this rate, even if all the people in the Pangu tribe die, we will not be able to find the proliferating cells left by the ancestor of the corpse.
Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible that the Pangu tribe, under the leadership of Zhang Wuren, could almost kill all the corpse-head barbarians.
While I was thinking about that, suddenly the fire above my head flickered, but a stream of fireworks flew straight into the sky. As the fireworks rose, a low roar was suddenly heard.
Turning around to look, I discovered that there was a cavalry group dormant in the darkness!
That's right! Cavalry indeed!
It's just that these Pangu tribe warriors are not riding horses, but creatures unique to the underground world, earth dragons!
This kind of big lizard-like creature only lives underground, and there are many of them in the Uncursed Road.
When Queen Secret Heart took three wolf spirits to explore the Curseless Road, she tamed an Earth Dragon King.
Queen Secret Heart calls it Pipi Shrimp.
But later on, the Curseless Road was destroyed by nuclear bombs, and both the hell dogs and earth dragons there were blocked in the underground world and could not be reborn.
Unexpectedly, I also saw an earth dragon in the God Burial Abyss, which is 18,000 meters deep underground!
This group of cavalry numbered approximately one thousand.
Although the number of people is relatively small, the earth dragons are huge, five to six meters long, with powerful limbs and strong scales, making them almost without natural enemies in the underground world.
More than a thousand huge earth dragons, urged on by tribal warriors, galloped and roared like more than a thousand war horses.
The ground was trembling slightly, and the violent air flow swept across the green flames burning on the ground, causing waves of flickering sensations.
Under the sweep of the earth dragon, countless corpses fell apart like autumn leaves swept away by the autumn wind. They were either crushed to death by the earth dragon's huge body, or chopped in half by the knights on the earth dragon.
More than a thousand earth dragons and more than a thousand knights instantly had an overwhelming advantage over millions of corpse-headed barbarians!
The corpse-headed barbarians were in chaos. This opportunity was keenly grasped by the Great God Pangu, who ordered the entire army to attack without hesitation.
Nearly 30,000 tribal warriors stepped on the green flames on the ground and ran towards the front.
They followed the Earth Dragon Knight, and as long as they saw the corpse-headed man's bare head, they would strike with a knife or a stick without hesitation.
The originally stalemate battle situation took an instant turn after the Earth Dragon Knight's attack.
A messenger from the Pangu tribe ran over quickly and shouted loudly: "Oudebiao's command! Attack immediately! Expand the results!"
Oudebiao looked at me, and I said calmly: "Kill over! Remember! , don’t be too desperate! Just keep the pressure on the zombie barbarian!”
Odebiao roared and said, “Yes! Mr. He!”
He tightened the crotch cloth under his crotch, roared, and took the lead in the charge. past.
More than five hundred tribal warriors are actually of little use on this battlefield.
But the Great God Pangu was not originally pointing at the warriors of the Pan tribe.
What he values most is me.
Just when Odebiao led his men into the battlefield, I glanced at the command post in the distance, and then I also stepped into the battlefield.
At this time, the Corpse Head Barbarians had been completely defeated.
There were trampled skulls everywhere and Pangu tribe warriors lying on the ground chewed into skeletons.
It has to be said that the direction of the Earth Dragon Knight's attack is very particular.
They divided millions of Zombies into two parts, making it impossible for them to unite to resist.
Immediately afterwards, the elite warriors of the Pangu tribe began to continuously attack and oppress.
Green flames almost burned across the entire battlefield.
The corpse-headed barbarians fell into chaos and could no longer form an effective group attack.
I rushed forward very quickly, crossing the battlefield in an instant, following the direction of the zombie barbarians' defeat.
I didn't do anything to these corpse heads.
Because this thing is just a human head produced by the proliferating cells of the Corpse Ancestor.
As long as the problem is not fundamentally solved, it will be useless no matter how many people are killed.
What interests me more is the proliferating cells of the Corpse Ancestor.
If we could get this thing, I think the mad scientists at the First Academy of Science in Middle-earth would be extremely interested!
(End of chapter)