Chapter 361 Black Zombie Flood

The light on the bone mage tower, which had been brewing to the extreme, suddenly exploded, and a large area of ​​gray air swept towards the battlefield. At such a distance, only the mage tower can cast spells at a distance.

"Next, it depends on the power of these zombies." Rodov took a breath. The previous spell had basically exhausted his magic power. There was no way. This mage tower had just been built, and there was no time to store enough magic power, otherwise it would not be necessary. The other undead mages were the same, and they all began to sit down and meditate to recover.

With the help of the mage tower itself, Rodov did not need to meditate, and he could also collect magic power through the mage tower to recover himself.

The battlefield in the distance has become the focus of attention of both sides. Suddenly, a corpse moved, just stood up in the flames, and then walked forward. Then, more and more corpses stood up.

These corpses were lifeless, and a large number of corpses walked forward. There was only the sound of burning flames and the footsteps of the corpses on the battlefield. The whole battlefield suddenly became weird.

"Oh my god, is this the power of the necromancer? It's so scary." Countless soldiers pointed and talked in the back.

Chi Nan frowned: "Black fireproof black oil, originally could not avoid oxygen reduction and high temperature, now it has become a zombie, all the problems no longer exist. I should have thought of it earlier, the undead are the most troublesome."

"Sir, what should we do? If our kerosene is ineffective, I'm afraid we can't defend here if these undead rush over. If it doesn't work, we can only send a signal for help."

Chi Nan shook his head. He really didn't want to ask for help until the necessary moment, because those nobles were waiting for him to ask for help. Moreover, as long as he wanted to get those half-elves, he could only hold on here.

A large amount of black torrents in front of him slowly moved forward in the flames, like a black demon, which made people fear. Because they are undead, even if they are directly hit by artillery shells, it is difficult to kill them.

Unless the zombies' heads can be hit and smashed to pieces, these zombies will keep moving forward. Every time the kerosene on the body burns for a while, it will always slowly go out. This black oil has a strong fireproof ability.

But suddenly, Chi Nan found that one of the zombies had turned into a big torch. The black oil did not work at all, and soon the zombie was burned to ashes.

"So that's it, I know, those black oils will be consumed while preventing fire. As long as the black oil is consumed, it will be burned next. Black oil is not afraid of fire, but zombies are afraid of fire."

At Chi Nan's command, the shells were thrown out as if they were free of money. If they are not cleaned up at this time, what are they keeping? With the investment of a large number of shells, more and more zombies were burned and the black oil on their bodies was exhausted. Now on the scene, it seems that whoever has more reserves will win.

Gradually, the zombies in front have approached the double-barreled tank in front. Waving his claws, one claw hit the tank. It's just that the tank has thick skin, and this claw only left a not very deep mark on the tank.

At this time, both sides were stunned at the same time: "Hahaha, these zombies can't hurt our tanks at all, crush them." Some double-barreled tanks in the front stopped and started slowly.

At this speed, ordinary people can easily dodge. But zombies won't, they will only obey orders and attack around the tanks. As a result, when the tanks moved forward, a large number of zombies were pressed in, which was better than using kerosene bombs.

The mad bear smashed the wall in front of him angrily: "Stinky bones, this is the method you said, it's useless. Those useless corpses can't break the armor of those tanks at all. You are messing around with human lives." Originally, the mad bear was extremely reluctant to send out 50,000 slaves. Now it's useless, how could the mad bear not be angry.

"Don't be impatient, we already have a solution." Rodov didn't care at all. Seeing that the others had almost recovered, he said: "Get ready, it's getting close."

So a group of necromancers injected magic power into the mage tower again. Under Rodov's guidance, the mage tower once again emitted a bright light. Gray light swept forward, covering the battlefield.

The next moment, all the zombies had a layer of gray breath. The zombies' attack ability did not increase, but every time the zombies attacked, the gray breath on their bodies would remain at the wound, causing the wound to expand rapidly.

"The breath of death is completely opposite to the breath of life of plants. Is this a mutual consumption? Damn, I don't have the assistance of the mage tower, so it's hard to outlast them." Chi Nan also found the problem.

Even if the zombies were crushed to death, the breath of death on their bodies would still be emitted, sticking tightly to their tanks. Not long after, the tanks were invaded by a large amount of death breath, and they slowly withered. A tank suddenly stopped. Chi Nan knew that this was the breath of death invading the plant brain.

Every tank is controlled by the plant brain. Once the plant brain dies, the tank is finished.

Rodev didn't seem to have thought of this. Suddenly seeing some tanks suddenly stop, Rodev was thoughtful. "It seems that there is a core to control these tanks, but I don't know where it is. Originally, I thought that I had to completely control them with death energy before I could get rid of them. Now it seems that as long as the death energy reaches a certain level, it is enough."

The mad bear also saw this and snorted coldly: "Hmph, let's see how you perform next. If you perform well, then I will forgive you for what happened." A murderous look flashed in Rodov's eyes, and then he regained his composure.

"Of course, I came here to win. I might need your help later."

The mad bear said disdainfully: "No later, I won't let my brothers fight in this environment." It's unknown how long the large amount of flames in the front will burn. There are also dead zombies behind, which are all very troublesome things. In this environment, it's unknown what will happen if you rush forward. But Rodov's murderous intent is even worse.

At this time, the scene changed again. Grass roots rushed out from the ground and entangled some zombies in place. Then, spikes pierced upwards, and the zombies didn't know the pain and continued to move forward.

But once the joints were stabbed, the zombie could only lie down and finally die under the spikes. These are trap belts that have been arranged long ago, and they are all added with fireproof coatings, which can last for a period of time in the flames.