Global Advent: Floating Island Infinity War

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No one heard the perverted speeches of the wasteland orcs.

Three minutes later.

[Notice: The Death Sand Sea and the Wasteland Territory are bordering.]

[War mode is on, please destroy all invaders.]

200 meters away from the edge, Lu Zhi and others were hiding behind a sand dune.

This place is located in the center of a death sand vortex, and the footprints are also spreading in this direction.

The death sand vortex will not cause harm to your own people, but changes in the terrain will also affect them.

Fortunately, these undead scorpions have a special structure. The scorpion structure on the lower body can greatly reduce the impact of quicksand on them.

"Here we come!" Lu Zhi.

The scorpions were stunned and immediately fell silent. They checked their equipment one last time and were ready to fight at any time.

The short training has given them a little bit of military literacy, but they are still far from the best. The current situation is partly due to Lu Zhi's presence.

All of them are like chicken blood, eager to get the attention of the Holy Lord.

In the distance, Huangze frowned as soon as he stepped onto the sea of ​​death sand.

At first glance, there is nothing green except gray sand. Their wilderness environment is bad enough, but I didn't expect there to be such a terrain.

The tribe's shaman stepped forward and said with a serious face: "Chief, this land is a cursed and unknown place. Let's leave quickly."

"Walk?"

"What a joke."

"Yes, we have spent so many resources and asked Seth to help us locate it. Isn't it just for this island?"

"Master Shaman, please don't say such things."

As soon as these words came out, not only Huang Ze was unhappy, but all the orcs were also unhappy.

They wasteland orcs are robbing people, and the word fear is not in their dictionary.

As for Arasawa, who is the leader after all, there are still some trade-offs.

"Shaman, why do you think this is an unknown place?"

The shaman smiled bitterly. He was the only second-level elite professional among the wasteland orcs.

He has reached elite level 5. Although he is not as strong as Arasawa, he is old enough. The shaman himself has the responsibility of guiding the direction in the orc tribe.

"Chief, the smell of death is strong here. If the living enter here rashly, nothing good will happen to them."

Arasawa raised his eyebrows and said with some dissatisfaction: "Is this the only one?"

"That's it."

"..."

Just as he was thinking with his eyes closed, Lord Rabbit Gnoll, relying on Huangze's favor, hesitated a little and said: "Master Shaman, in this case, how do you explain that those scorpions can live here safely without any casualties."

"You know, when the brothers came for revenge, they had no intention of not killing or injuring anyone. War has always been cruel. It just depends on the comparison of effort and gain."

"right."

"That's right."

"The Jackal and Rabbit are wiser."

"As expected of an orc who always follows the leader, he has extraordinary experience."

Everyone's agreement was quite in line with what Huangze thought, and he gave the jackal a satisfied look.

"Tunuo, look, it's not that I, Huangze, don't listen to your advice, it's really hard to go against the will of everyone."

After hearing this, Tunuo glanced around and saw that all the orcs looked supportive, and sighed helplessly.

"Well, in that case, let me take the lead. I have detection spells. Once I find the enemy, I can respond in time so that everyone will not be ambushed."

"Can."

"well……"

Tunuo cheered up, and a green light ball lit up on the wooden staff in his hand, which could detect life activities within five hundred meters.

However, the undead scorpions are all undead, and Lu Zhi also has the undead lord skill, which masks his aura of the living.

The twin goblins are not strong enough to stay in the tribe, and Lolita is at the wall of Ashbone City in the far north, and will be unable to get there for a while.

This resulted in Tunno's life detection not responding at all, and there were not even insects around. Such a strange situation was indeed rare to see.

As the saying goes, good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

The wasteland orcs slowly advanced following the footsteps left by Lu Zhi, and there were more than 1,600 of them.

It is five times that of Lu Zhi's side.

They were walking sparsely and without any discipline. In this formation, if Lu Zhi was given an elite cavalry force of 200, he would be able to crush him.

It took these people more than ten minutes to walk for a distance of two to three hundred meters before they were completely within the scope of the trap.

The two death sand vortices, together covering a large circle of 600 meters, have enveloped most of the orcs.

This is caused by their formation being too sparse. If they were denser, one trap would be enough.

After waiting for a few more minutes, trying to maximize the damage, Lu Zhi activated the trap with a serious look on his face.

The orcs who were walking in the sand, kicking away bone fragments from time to time, were keenly aware that something was wrong with the ground, as if it was flowing?

"Something's wrong." Tuno shouted: "Everyone retreat!"

In fact, he didn't need to say it, the orcs were running faster than the other, and some even lost their weapons, just to run faster.

He screamed as hard as he came when he came, and now he ran as fast as he could.

However, the Death Sand Vortex is a blue-level trap-like structure. It's okay if these people don't run. Once they start running, they sink deeper and deeper, and the people slowly flow towards the center with the quicksand.

You can't run that far at all.

"Damn it." Huangze was a little irritated. The orcs around him were trapped, including himself.

He was a second-level and tenth-level orc warrior with great strength. Before he was completely swallowed by the sea of ​​sand, he jumped hard and stepped on the shoulders of an orc.

He jumped again and jumped a hundred meters away, escaping the control of the trap. On the other hand, the orc he used as a stepping stone had completely fallen into the quicksand and even his head was missing.

With Arasawa's behavior as a reference, many elite orcs followed suit and sacrificed half of their people before escaping safely.

Out of more than 1,600 people, only 756 people were left in an instant, resulting in heavy losses.

Huangze looked gloomy. With such a huge loss, he would definitely be blamed by the orc elders of other races after returning to the wilderness tribe. Of course, it would be different if he could get enough loot.

Thinking of this, he continued to give the order: "Everyone, avoid the trap and keep moving forward."

Tunuo hurriedly pulled Huangze and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Are you crazy? The losses are so serious. It is what we should do to go back and recuperate. What if the tribe is retaliated by others? Without us, how can the cubs of the tribe resist?

enemy."

"Don't worry, Tunuo, we have killed the few minor lords we offended before, and there are no powerful professionals left."

"Now that we have suffered heavy losses, we should find ways to make up for it."

"As a leader, you must give priority to the interests of the tribe, not the lives of the people, do you understand?"

Tunuo looked at Huangze in disbelief, unable to believe that the little calf he had watched grow up would say such a thing.