In the Age of Gods, my God Realm is full of Earth players

"General, it's bad, it's the coffin-carrying slave of the demon clan. We are finished."

"Run, run quickly."

Zhou Fangyu and General Qi shouted at the same time: "Don't panic, go back to the camp."

If you keep running around like this and get caught up, you will be dead.

Instead of doing this, it is better to escape to the camp and rely on the familiar terrain to resist these demons.

General Hu was also a veteran general and shouted directly, "Turn back to the camp, disperse and flee, gather in the camp."

This is what divine warfare is like. Every protoss is a flexible warrior. There is no need to concentrate troops in small-scale battles. Instead, flexible choice of battlefield is the most critical weapon for victory.

Moreover, in a pursuit like this, the chance of spreading out and escaping is greater.

"Teacher, what's going on? Why are there so many coffin-carrying slaves?"

The coffin-carrying slaves of the Demon Clan are all elite warriors of the Demon Clan. They are not only powerful, but also not afraid of life and death. The key is that their Demon Races are all selected from the same powerful Demon Race.

As for why they are called coffin-carrying slaves, it is because there is a huge protrusion behind them like a huge coffin. In fact, that is where their magic core is, which is extremely huge.

They are commonly known as being invincible in field battles and destroying armies in land battles.

This kind of elite dead warrior was simply not something that their battalion of divine warriors could deal with.

"I don't know, but based on my experience, the coffin-carrying slave is huge. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to pass through the city quietly and deep into the hinterland, but..."

General Dan of Qi State did not dare to continue thinking. Could it be that Wu Gao City was actually destroyed?

Zhou Fangyu and General Hu also thought of this possibility.

But is this really possible?

Are the gods so vulnerable on the frontal battlefield?

The gods, who have been standing firm for tens of millions of years, are about to be defeated by the demons?

"The battle report was sent to us yesterday, but it was broken today?" Zhou Fangyu said incredulously.

Ordinarily, this is simply impossible.

"Although I can't believe it, it is indeed possible." said the old general Dan of Qi State.

"How is it possible? Wu Mao City is so strong, it is impossible to break the city in one day." General Hu shook his head, he couldn't believe it, it must be other reasons.

"What if there is a traitor?" Zhou Fangyu thought of a possibility. This is something that has happened before. Even a strong city needs people to guard it. If there is a problem with the people guarding the city, then the city, no matter how strong it is, will be broken.

Wudao City has stood on the battlefield of gods and demons for tens of millions of years and has experienced countless wars. Naturally, it cannot be broken easily. However, it still changed hands several times during this period. Why?

Either the generals guarding the city are too useless and cannot defend the city, or the enemy is too insidious, or there is an internal problem.

This time is probably no exception.

Naturally, there was a reason why it fell so quickly. Most likely it was because of a spy.

These are all Zhou Fangyu's guesses, and they are made out of nothing. If there is a real problem, I'm afraid it won't be something he can solve.

They headed towards the camp, with the coffin-carrying slaves chasing after them.

Zhou Fangyu casually summoned a lot of skeletons. These were all from his divine domain race, and they were all cannon fodder.

Most of them now are demon skeletons, because he brought the demon corpses back to his divine domain to serve as food for the undead.

The undead's desire for fresh flesh and blood is endless, and the corpses of the demons are all fresh, which is also very attractive to them. In addition, they are infected by the breath of the undead, so many demon corpses have been transformed. .

Seeing Zhou Fangyu's method, General Hu was not far behind. He painfully threw out hundreds of elite divine races. Even these were all cultivated by him deliberately. It would be painful to lose any of them.

The weakest ones are all in the Earthly Immortal Realm, and the strongest ones have reached the perfection of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

He really couldn't afford to lose such elites.

Relying on the delay of the divine race, they finally rushed back to the camp.

At this time, many soldiers have returned, and everyone is actively preparing for the battle.

Although Zhou Fangyu's team had many disabled people, many of them were brought back by him.

After all, if you want to get close to him, the sea of ​​undead is insurmountable.

The unique trick of the Wall of the Undead made it impossible for these coffin-carrying slaves to get close to him.

After entering the camp, Zhou Fangyu did not participate in guarding the camp, but escaped into the dense forest outside the camp.

He needed to start the phantom formation he had prepared in advance. He thought he was going to the front line, but this formation was considered a hundred times.

I didn't expect there would be a chance to use it.

In the camp, General Hu calmly directed the soldiers to guard the camp.

Now that basically 80% of the soldiers have returned, this camp can be defended.

"Start the formation." General Hu directly activated the arranged formation again.

This time it is not a fantasy formation, but a defensive formation. As long as this formation can be activated, these coffin-carrying slaves will not be able to get in, and with this formation, they can also have a chance to fight for their lives.

".‖Sir, Zhou Fangyu's team is missing. They didn't escape, right?"

"That's right, since this guy came here, he has ruined the atmosphere in our camp. If he escapes again this time, our military morale will really collapse."

"My lord, I will never forgive him."

Everyone suddenly started to quarrel, and General Hu frowned and looked around.

At this time, the old general came over.

"Ignore it and focus on defending the city. According to my observation, this guy is very smart and won't dig his own grave."

General Hu nodded, "You all should concentrate on defending the city and not discuss military affairs. If you disobey, you will be subject to military law."

"Boom"

"Boom"

With several consecutive roars, the formation of the entire camp was buzzing.

These coffin-carrying slaves, like giant machines, with huge fists carrying a thick black gas, smashed on the formation shield, forming a piece of ripples.

The key is that there are so many of them, like ants, climbing on the shield.

(Ma Hao Zhao) "Teacher, so many, can you handle it?" General Hu also discovered for the first time that these coffin-carrying slaves are so strong when their number reaches a certain level.

"We have to resist whether we can hold on or not. Don't worry. This Supreme Yin-Yang Illusionary Array was created by the Supreme. With these coffin-carrying slaves, it is impossible to break the array without three days."

General Hu's face turned pale, "Teacher, can we only hold on for three days?"

Qi Guodan looked at him and angrily said, "Three days is not enough. If Wudao City is broken, the headquarters will naturally send people to rescue. With the reaction speed of the gods, three days is enough for them to rescue. What are you afraid of?"

General Hu was not awakened by the scolding. Instead, his face became more ugly. "Teacher, you don't know that the headquarters has been moved away from its original location for a long time. Because of repeated defeats on the battlefield, Marshal Wu had to retreat the headquarters millions of miles. If calculated in this way, it will take at least ten days to rescue, otherwise we will die.".

Chapter 370

"What, how can the marshal move the headquarters? Isn't this handing this place over to others?" General Qi Guodan was shocked.

"Teacher, there is really no way. After you disappeared, the elite of the Gods were wiped out in one battle. Otherwise, how could I, a newly immortal being, become the battalion commander? Even if Zhou Fangyu is excellent, how could he enter the old camp?

Teacher, times have changed." General Hu was a little terrified and flustered. For the first time, he clearly felt the coming of death.

General Qi Guodan was silent. After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "If I hadn't lost that city that year, it would have been better."

General Hu shook his head, "No, it has nothing to do with you. Before this, the Gods were already at a disadvantage. After that, it was just a matter of accumulated problems."

"Forget it, we can defend it for one day. What if someone comes to rescue us?" Qi Guodan was helpless. Didn't expect that the Gods were already at such a disadvantage?

For a while, there was a cry of grief in the camp.

Zhou Fangyu looked at the coffin-carrying slaves who had been put in.

He opened the formation again.

Just now, he deliberately put the coffin-carrying slaves in after opening it, just to put some pressure on the camp so that they could not pay attention to the battlefield outside.

There are about a thousand coffin-carrying slaves in this group, and he put about 500 of them in.

The exact number is unknown, but it is roughly the same.

The rest are temporarily blocked by the psychedelic array.

The silent coffin-carrying slave leader looked indifferent, "It's an illusion array, it seems that we can only use numbers to pile up."

The demons are not good at setting up arrays, but they have a lot of people.

The general array has a limit on the number of people and strength. If it exceeds its maximum carrying capacity, it will overload and collapse.

He planned to use this method.

His idea is good, but will Zhou Fangyu give him this opportunity?

Obviously not.

These demons suddenly felt a strange vibration coming from behind them. They thought their teammates didn't care, but when the hideous head stretched out in the dust, the demons were terrified.

"It's the God Realm race, the God Realm race is behind."

"Quick, accept the challenge, summon the Demon Realm race."

"Fight to the death, fight to the death." The coffin-carrying slaves roared angrily.

All the coffin-carrying slaves directly summoned groups of Demon Realm races.

Their Demon Realm races look similar to them, just smaller, and look extremely weird.

Each coffin-carrying slave summoned nearly a million small coffin-carrying slaves.

The terrifying battlefield was full of small coffin-carrying slaves.

Zhou Fangyu saw this scene.

He smiled. The biggest advantage of his God Realm race is all-round development. He has an advantage in hunting this kind of single race.

These coffin-carrying slaves are strong, powerful, not afraid of death, high defense, etc.

They all have one characteristic, that is, they rely heavily on their demon bodies.

This is similar to the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, which vigorously develops the power of the flesh and explodes physical damage.

Therefore, whether it is the human race or other races, they are not completely without advantages against such coffin-carrying slaves. At least Zhou Fangyu's God Realm race can resist one or two.

And his winning rate lies in the fact that he has many magic races.

Archangels, sea races, dragons, spirits, all restrain these demons.

So a strange phenomenon appeared on the battlefield.

When a human race fights a demon, there will be a magic race next to him, and he will not attack easily, and will kill him as soon as he attacks.

Add to that Zhou Fangyu's terrifying number of divine races, and these demons can't resist at all.

"Roar, hold on, hold on."

"Damn gods, how can there be so many, is that great god taking action?"

"My Lord, give me strength."

The coffin-carrying slave leader roared miserably, he didn't expect that he would be defeated by the human wave tactics.

Zhou Fangyu looked at the two peak gods standing upright and serious beside him.

"This is my secret, do you understand?"

Wu Jing and Huang Zhan, two peak gods, said seriously, "I understand. Please let us follow the captain. We can swear to prove it."

They were shocked but also looked forward to it. Zhou Fangyu's strength was beyond doubt. If they followed him before he rose, they believed that one day, they would have the opportunity to be reborn. This was their expectation.

Zhou Fangyu nodded, "Following me will not be a loss for you. There are only benefits and no harm."

He casually took out two units of the Supreme Divine Flame and handed them to them respectively.

"This is the Supreme Divine Flame. I believe you have all heard of it. Eat it. It will be good for you."

Wu Jing and Huang Zhan's faces were shocked. They have been through countless battles and have seen many treasures. This kind of treasure that only the Free Supreme can expend energy to condense, he actually took it out casually.

Doesn't this mean that he has a lot of such treasures in his hands? What kind of genius, local tyrant, monster is this?