Global Descent: 100 Reward

"What kind of power is this? It can actually remove the power of self-destruction from afar!!!"

"Impossible. At least hundreds of thousands of zombies self-destructed. Even the three of us have to retreat from this power!"

"Damn it, why did this little bastard Yang Fusheng suddenly become so powerful!"

The explosion circle at the edge was flattened by a mysterious force.

Wang Meng, Liu Yong, and Zhao Yuan, the three great zombie kings, were on the verge of collapse.

"Run! Run! Run!"

"Concentrate, don't split up!"

"All zombie citizens, press forward. Charge! Block them for me!"

Wang Meng roared repeatedly.

Liu Yong and Zhao Yuan's faces were pale. They also sped up their escape silently.

This time, they had gone for wool and came home shorn.

Originally, they wanted to take advantage of Yang Tianyou and Jiang Chen's departure to obtain some benefits from the Wasteland of Death.

In the end, they did not even touch anything and instead got themselves into trouble.

An army of a million!!

The entire million-strong army was gone just like that!

Listening to the continuous explosions behind him, the three zombie kings' hearts bled, but they had no choice.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the border of the map.

Liu Yong was overjoyed. "Quick, charge over and we'll be saved!"

"Damn Yang Fusheng. He actually dared to betray the Zombie Divine Palace and caused us to suffer heavy losses. We must report this to the Ninth Venerable. I will not rest until he is dead!" Zhao Yuan's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ruthless.

"Cut the crap. Let's go over first. I feel uneasy staying here."

Wang Meng frowned. Blood light surged around his body as he took the lead and charged towards the border.

Just as he was about to rush over.

Whoosh—

A pale golden energy screen instantly arrived from the horizon.

In the blink of an eye, it blocked in front of the three zombie kings, firmly blocking the border of the Wasteland of Death.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three consecutive loud bangs, the three blood-colored balls of light exploded and were sent flying.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, my head!!!"

"Who is so wicked as to set up an array at the border? You f*cking gave birth to a son without an ass! #! Tsk!"

"Shameless bastard, get out here. I'll beat you to death!"

Blood splattered everywhere. The three zombie kings were all bleeding profusely as they cursed angrily.

"Kill me? Hehe, that will depend on whether you have the ability!"

Suddenly, a crisp cold laugh came from outside the pale golden array.

The next moment, a golden energy array appeared.

Huge figures appeared densely in the distant sky.

Leading them was a tall and beautiful female drake.

She carried the Nine Dragons Flag on her back and her body was suffused with golden light. She looked mighty and inviolable.

"Dragon… Dragon Race?!!!"

"No, no. This is Hell. Why would the Dragon Race come here?!"

"Damn it, the Dragon Race and the person behind Yang Fusheng have joined forces? They actually dare to send so many golden wyvern warriors!"

In an instant, they seemed to have discovered an incredible secret.

The expressions of the three zombie kings became darker and uglier.

"Aren't you three bastards clamoring to kill me?"

The flag bearer, Long Xiaomi, glanced at him and waved her hand.

"Come, come, come. I promise I won't move. I'll stand still and let you three kill me! I'm just afraid that you three bastards won't dare!"

"!!!"

Wang Meng, Liu Yong, and the others bared their teeth in anger.

They were the rulers of the various beginner maps in the zombie world. When had they ever suffered such grievances?

Furthermore, zombie kings had a violent personality. Now that they were agitated, their eyes instantly turned red.

However, when they saw the million golden wyverns whose eyes were filled with cold light.

The anger in their hearts seemed to have been doused with water, and they did not dare to rush forward.

At the same time, a loud sound came from behind.

"Not good, it's Yang Fusheng. That bastard is also leading the human army here!"

The zombie kings took a look and their hearts thumped. They became even more flustered.

"It's too late to run. The other party came prepared."

Wang Meng's expression changed. "The only thing we can do now is to fight to the death. If we succeed, we will all live. If not, we will leave it to fate!"

"Which way?" Liu Yong smiled bitterly.

In front were a million golden wyverns, and behind them were a million human soldiers of Class 17 and 18.

With their numbers, they had no chance of winning no matter what.

"Of course it's to break through the border. Fortunately, they are not true dragons. The range of the array formed by the wyverns is too large, and its defense will definitely be greatly reduced. Unless it's the legendary 10,000 Dragons Array, if we focus a little, we will definitely be able to break through!"

Wang Meng's eyes shone with wisdom. He raised his arm and shouted, "Kill!!"

Liu Yong and Zhao Yuan sighed helplessly. They could only brace themselves and lead the remaining soldiers into the golden array with Wang Meng.

"You really dare to come in? You're courting death!"

Long Xiaomi's beautiful eyes revealed excitement. How many points would she be able to get after killing these zombies?

In order to prevent Yang Fusheng from leading the main team to snatch the credit.

She gritted her teeth and used her ultimate move.

Whoosh—

The nine dragons flag behind him flew out and instantly increased the power of the array formation to its maximum.

"Ten Thousand Dragon Array, Divine Dragon Strangle!"

Upon hearing this, the million gold wyverns transformed into a million beams of light that surged into the core of the array.

As the light transformed, the golden array formation condensed into a huge golden divine dragon that blotted out the sky.

Scales spun like a meat grinder, crazily filling the Ten Thousand Dragon Array.

Before it could approach, it was instantly crushed by the dragon scale blade.

"F*ck you, it's really the Ten Thousand Dragon Array!!"

"No! No, that's impossible!!!"

"Why? It's clearly not the True Dragon Army. Why can they use the Ten Thousand Dragon Array!!!"

Wang Meng looked terrified. He could not understand.

This was too illogical. The hierarchy of the Dragon Race was even worse than the Zombie Divine Palace.

Logically speaking, without the permission of the higher-ups of the Dragon Race, even the Golden Dragon Race did not have the right to use the Ten Thousand Dragon Array.

However, these extremely strange golden wyverns had the ridiculous Ten Thousand Dragon Array.

In an instant, countless cracks appeared on his armor.

Blood light poured down and instantly exploded into dust.

Liu Yong and Zhao Yuan were in an even worse state. Most of their bodies were minced by the dragon scales.

Only their heads were left behind as they quickly escaped from the 10,000 Dragons Array and returned to the Wasteland of Death.

As soon as the three zombie kings landed on the ground, the pile of sword shadows behind them hit them in the face. The zombie army that was guarding outside was also shattered.

In less than half an hour, the million zombie army led by the three of them was completely defeated.

"What a pity. I actually let them return." Long Xiaomi's face was filled with regret.

Fortunately, the hundreds of thousands of zombies that entered were also inside. These contribution points were quite a lot.

On the other side, Yang Fusheng was in high spirits.

Wherever it passed, strange light covered the zombie crowd and directly changed reality, turning into zombie souls.

A moment later, he walked through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood and arrived in front of Wang Meng and the other two zombie kings.