Global Advent: Floating Island Infinity War

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That is to say, he has the instinctive skill of Demon Energy Dominance, and can use Magic Energy unscrupulously.

Due to its strengthening effect, the power of the dark fog has been strengthened, and Lu Zhi, who possesses dark magic power, is also judged to be a dark creature within its range.

His physical fitness has risen by about one level, and the increase is huge. At this stage, he can increase by that much, let alone these undead scorpions.

Every one of them rushed out, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

A mere twenty-one leopard men were wiped out in just one encounter.

Not a single sound was made, and it was over before a large number of undead scorpions could even see anyone.

The guys who killed 21 leopard men actually chopped them into several pieces and shared them with everyone.

Just as Lu Zhi was about to step forward to stop him, Ali Sang stopped him.

"Master, the undead are driven by instinct to eat living things. These scorpions have been hungry for who knows how long. They have been in a semi-undead state to barely be affected."

"Let them eat as much as they want once and for all, and there will be no chaos in the next war."

Arizona's explanation is reasonable.

Indeed, anyone who goes without food for a long time will feel uncomfortable.

In addition, scorpions have the habit of eating their enemies raw during life, and they will only amplify them after death. They are one of the natural killing races.

It is enough to satisfy this desire once. Feeding more frequently on weekdays can effectively avoid this kind of confusion.

After thinking about it, Lu Zhi patted his forehead with a headache, thinking that the undead didn't need to eat.

Or, even if you eat, isn't it just absorbing the enemy's soul? How great is it to increase your strength while waging war!

The idea of ​​a perfect cycle was broken, and Lu Zhi needed to prepare a special raw meat field for the Scorpions, which was very difficult.

Before he could come up with a result, the 21 leopard-man corpses had been eaten. There were still a large number of scorpion-men who had not eaten flesh and blood. Just watching others eat made them go crazy.

At this time, all eyes were on Lu Zhi, and the look in his eyes made him tremble.

After all, he had not forgotten that it was now a state of war. Lu Zhi ordered: "The enemy is surrounded by the fog of darkness. They may not notice it at first, but once there are extraordinary professionals, they will notice the dark power contained in it."

"So, you have to act quickly now. Gulas, you lead 100 undead scorpions and start strangulating the small settlement from the left."

"Lolita also leads 100 people, starting from the right."

"The remaining undead scorpions and Arisan will follow me from the middle. The dark mist will guide you in the direction. The last three groups will gather in front of the main tribe of grassland orcs. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"clear!"

Lu Zhi nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

The army of nearly 300 people was divided into three groups. With the assistance of Dark Mist, it had an innate advantage in the environment.

Strength, equipment, and size are another major advantage.

The orcs on the grassland were attacked and eaten by surprise. They were divided and defeated, and they were completely defeated.

In less than 10 minutes, the surrounding small settlements centered on the Tauren tribe were completely wiped out, with at least three hundred people in total.

The undead scorpions had a good time, and the bloodshot bones were randomly discarded on the battlefield, waiting to be cleaned up after the war.

The second and third desires were satisfied at the same time, and the sense of identification with Lu Zhi, the Holy Lord, was once again heightened in my heart.

At first, it can be said that it is a lie, just a superficial appearance, and will not give in when it really involves one's own interests.

Now, because their sense of identity and belonging to Lu Zhi has increased infinitely, they are truly conquered!

The thoughts of the undead are simple and simple, and if you satisfy them, they will perfectly respond to your expectations.

The main tribe of grassland orcs has noticed something is wrong. The fog of darkness has spread, and the shamans in the tribe have noticed something is wrong.

Immediately inform the leader, gather the members, and gather in the open space in front of the tribe. There are nearly 800 people, all of them muscular and tall.

It's just that the weapons are not satisfactory, they are just stone spears, stone axes, animal skins, and bone ornaments, which are quite primitive.

The king of the tauren, three meters tall, with a pair of huge horns, the ruler of the grassland orc tribe, the orc king, Gangze.

Looking at the dark fog with a solemn expression, the faint smell of blood in the air is worrying.

"Shaman Prophet, where do the enemies come from?"

There is an old man standing on the right side of Gangze, wearing a black robe and holding a wooden bag. Behind him are more than twenty tauren with the same decoration. These are all shamans!

"King, I can only detect the power of darkness. This is an invasion from darkness. We need intelligence from the enemy."

Gangze nodded: "In that case, Qatar, I order you to lead ten scouts from the Red Fox tribe and enter the black mist to search for the enemy."

"Find out the enemy's appearance, quantity, and types of professionals."

Qatar touched his fox ears hesitantly and nodded reluctantly.

He led his ten most elite men and entered the black mist.

However……

Within ten breaths, screams were heard, and the movement only lasted for a moment before disappearing again.

Gangze's face turned pale.

"Prophet, is there any way to dispel this black fog?"

When the old shaman heard this, he looked back at the many disciples, a little hesitant, but when he thought that the grassland tribe had reached a critical moment of life and death, then... use it!

"King, leave it to me!"

Now that you’ve decided, let’s do it! There are no cowards in the prairie orcs!

"All shaman apprentices, follow me." As he said that, the old man took the lead and walked forward until he reached the edge of the black mist. He thrust his wooden staff hard and punched it on the ground.

The apprentices who came behind him were well-educated and kept pace.

"Conduct your spiritual power into the shaman's staff and leave the rest to me."

After assigning tasks to the apprentices, the old orc recited a spell alone and connected the shamanic wands that came from the same source through a special method.

Allowing him to use the huge mental power of the apprentices.

"Τοσκοτ?διχ?θηκε."

The mysterious spell was activated, a large amount of spiritual power was consumed, and the old orc gradually became aware of the source of the magic that released this black mist.

That's a... Oh, my God!

This is such a huge source of magic energy.

The little old man's face was full of bitterness. It was too late to retreat now, so he could only try hard.

On the other side, Lu Zhi, who had completed the massacre in the middle, was waiting for the other two groups to come over and join forces.

As a result, he suddenly felt a strange force poke him.

"???"

"What the hell."

Dark Mist is a continuous magic. Lu Zhi can control its spread during the casting process, and it is connected to him.

Therefore, the old orc's exploration was naturally noticed by him, just because the difference in power levels was too big, he felt like someone poked him in the back.

But that is already the old orc's strongest attack!

Lu Zhi frowned and casually used dark magic to counterattack, thinking it was the overestimating idiot who wanted to mess around.