The Apocalyptic Master of Synthesis

"Stay away a little further."

With the elf troops attacking, Chen Wei issued another order.

This time, even Zhuifeng, who always escaped, did not dare to object.

The battle in front of them is simply not something they can participate in.

They retreated again and again, from less than a thousand meters away from Heixiong Town to more than three thousand meters away.

After retreating to the safe zone, Chen Wei didn't care about anything else, he just sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Recalling the strength of the elves and Heixiong Town, Chen Wei, whose confidence had been greatly boosted by having nearly 200 soldiers, suddenly faltered again.

However, from time to time, Chen Wei would raise his head to look in the direction of the battle, and an unstoppable thought came to his mind.

"Stanford, if, I mean, if we secretly steal some elf corpses, can your spiritualism transform those corpses into undead?"

Before Stanford could speak, Zhuifeng muttered beside him.

"Boss, you must be thinking too much. You don't know that elves have a habit of returning everything to nature. If you want to leave a corpse, that is simply delusional."

"Oh, what do you know?" Chen Wei looked at Zhuifeng and asked.

"I know a little bit, but it's hard to explain this thing. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you can't explain it clearly. Boss, you just know that the elves eat meat."

Zhui Feng's speech was ambiguous, and Chen Wei was worried for him.

But no matter how Chen Wei asked, Zhuifeng couldn't explain how the elves handled the corpses.

Only then did Stanford react, and he touched his chin and said.

"It seems to be the case. I seem to have never seen elves and dwarves turned into undead."

Chen Wei rolled his eyes, there are no elves and dwarves that turn into undead, isn't it because you can only transform skeleton soldiers into souls?

However, this world is a bit weird. Not to mention anything else, the castle has turned into a giant mechanical bear, which is obviously the product of the fusion of three different technological civilizations.

What if something happened to the elves in this world?

Chen Wei couldn't bring in his previous experience.

Then he will miss a lot of information, and even bring himself into death.

"Forget it, forget about the elves. According to Zhuifeng, after this battle is over, will there be any corpses left in Black Bear Town?"

"Yeah." Zhuifeng nodded at the side, expressing that he meant it.

"Then what about that castle? It's the one that turned into a giant mechanical bear. Even if such a big castle is blown up, there will still be some fragments left behind, right?"

Just as Chen Wei finished speaking, there was a bang from the direction of Heixiong Town.

The shock wave of the explosion overturned Chen Wei and the three of them.

Standing up in the dirt, Chen Wei still had lingering fears.

The escaped Zhuifeng even shouted: "What's going on?"

Stanford looked up in the direction of Black Bear Town, "The castle is blown up."

Chen Wei felt a little embarrassed when he thought of what he had said before the explosion. When could the castle not be blown up, but it happened at this time.

At this time, Stanford said again: "Golden Dragon is fine."

"how do you know?"

Stanford pointed to the sky.

Because of the big explosion, the nearby woods were also blown down by the shock wave of the explosion.

Let people see the situation in the sky at a glance.

Although the world is still dark at this time, the leaves that blocked the sky before are no longer people, and people can easily see the situation outside.

In the direction that Stanford pointed, a little golden light was flashing.

That was the legendary golden dragon that Chen Wei had seen before.

Looking in the direction of Heixiong Town, the fire that had dyed the sky red before had been extinguished by the explosion.

When Chen Wei looked at the golden dragon, the golden dragon seemed to have sensed it. He flapped his wings and flew towards the direction where Chen Wei was hiding.

The distance of 3,000 meters, to the golden dragon, is just a few flaps of its wings.

As soon as the golden dragon turned in the air, it was already approaching this side.

Chen Wei saw that something was wrong, so he lay down on the ground, ready to pretend to be dead.

At the same time, he also ordered: "Stanford get down, and run after the wind."

Although Zhuifeng didn't quite understand the meaning of Chen Wei's order, he ran immediately.

In the sky, Jinlong saw a group of centaurs running in the woods below. It seemed that there was a hero organization, so he flew back.

It turned out that the cannon fodder and miscellaneous soldiers on the periphery were watching him.

That's fine.

After the golden dragon flew away, Chen Wei raised his head, looked at the direction where the golden dragon flew away, and let out a long breath.

"Fortunately, I was almost discovered."

Chen Wei, who was temporarily safe, hurriedly led his men to back out a distance of two kilometers.

This time it should be considered safe.

Chen Wei looked towards Heixiong Town hesitantly.

At this moment, Zhuifeng asked: "Boss, do you want me to go and have a look?"

"Forget it, the current situation is still uncertain, wait until the elves have retreated."

He only has such a small force, and he had the idea of ​​fighting before, but now he is not willing to throw away all these nightmare centaurs.

But at this time, Chen Wei had already made up his mind. If he made money this time, he would find a way to get some flying troops.

Using flying troops to scout, the effect should be better.

If it doesn't work, we need to arrange a few professional scout troops. Although the centaur moves fast, they are obviously a combat force for charging and fighting. It is not suitable for reconnaissance on the one hand, and it is too wasteful on the other hand.

With Chen Wei's words, Zhuifeng didn't ask any more questions.

He also saw the situation just now, although Zhuifeng was courageous, he was not reckless.

If he rushes out at this time, he is definitely sending himself to death.

Zhuifeng's ideal is to lead the centaur out of the rule of the elves, and he doesn't want to die like this.

So Chen Wei and the others honestly hid here.

Zhuifeng brought the nightmare centaur up and walked around from time to time, while Chen Wei and Stanford were completely lying on the ground without moving.

The soldiers around them all fell to the ground and pretended to be dead bodies.

In this way, no one noticed their whereabouts.

After about an hour or two, Chasing Wind discovered something new.

"Boss, there is something going on outside."

"What's the situation?"

As soon as Chen Wei heard it, he regained his spirits, "Did all the elves go away?"

"It should be. I saw a team of dwarves passing by us. It seems that they are preparing to go back."

"how do you know?"

"The elves have always been like this. When they need to fight, they recruit a group of vassal troops from nearby, plus their main force and legends to fight together. After the end, the main force and legends return to the elf city, and the vassal troops return to their homes.

Of course they will get some benefits, that's how the hero certificate in my hand came about.

So those dwarves must go back to their own territory. "

Chen Wei thought for a while, and finally made a decision.

"Don't worry about those dwarves, let's take a gamble and go to Black Bear Town!"