The Apocalyptic Master of Synthesis

In the dark woods, a strange team is advancing rapidly.

This team was headed by a white bone beetle the size of a car, followed by a bunch of walking corpses like a small train.

The walking corpses rested their shoulders on the front. Although they walked a little stumblingly, they managed to walk at a speed of forty kilometers per hour in the woods.

Beside this team, there is also a centaur team that appears from time to time.

Several times, the walking corpses in the team couldn't keep up and fell to the ground. These centaurs helped pull the walking corpses up, and then the skeleton soldiers would come and send the walking corpses back to where they had gone. to the team.

Chen Wei, who was riding on the bone beetle, nodded in satisfaction when he saw the scene in front of him.

It's not bad for the walking dead to have such a forward speed.

Although in this way the walking corpse does not have the combat power to deal with emergencies at any time, but the walking corpse can keep up with the speed of the team is already quite a remarkable achievement, so what bicycle is needed.

It took Chen Wei and the others more than two hours to finally arrive at the distance from Heixiong Town that Zhuifeng said, oh, now it is the nearest dwarf cottage to Yongye Town.

The dwarf cottages of this family are said to be cottages, but they are actually small hillsides covered with black, leafless trees. It's like a large hairy hive sticking to the ground.

When he saw the dwarf cottages from a distance, Chen Wei released the walking corpses from their state of rapid march.

Stanford, who was lying on the back of the bone beetle, began to organize the troops.

All the walking corpses who were dragged away just now lined up again, and the five walking corpses of miners still stood at the forefront of the line.

Followed by ordinary corpses, and finally 33 torch corpses.

At this time, Chen Wei and Zhuifeng's team were ready.

"Stanford, are you ready?"

"Ready." Stanford said firmly.

"Then, attack!"

At Chen Wei's order, Zhuifeng rushed out with the nightmare centaurs.

When they started, there were only twenty-three, but when they rushed halfway, the number had reached sixty-nine.

After several battles, although the level of the surviving nightmare centaurs was not mentioned, their mirror images became more and more real.

When charging together, it is impossible to tell which ones are real and which ones are fake.

As soon as the centaur charged, the dwarves in the dwarf cottage noticed what was going on here.

The bronze bell on the hillside of the cottage was rang quickly, and a large number of dwarves crawled out of the ground with hammers in hand.

Seeing the movement of the dwarves crawling out and the large amount of dirt on their bodies, those who didn't know it thought it was a large group of zombies crawling out of the ground.

Seeing the centaurs charging towards the dwarven cottage, the leading dwarf raised his hammer and roared loudly.

"Four-legged savage, grandpa paid the blood tax. You are afraid of you as a grandpa. If you have the ability, wait for grandpa to come back from the backstage. Don't run away!"

The dwarf's voice was quite loud, even Chen Wei who was hiding in the tree heard his voice from a distance.

"What did he mean by that?"

Stanford, who had restored the fighting strength of the walking corpses, thought for a while before saying, "Maybe he thought that Zhuifeng was the other elf clan who came to grab the territory."

You are right.

Chen Wei thought, this is really the reason. He knew there was a dwarf cottage here, so he called here. The dwarves didn't know their existence, let alone who was attacking him.

After seeing the centaur, they immediately thought that the nearby elf clan was going to grab the territory again.

They have encountered this kind of thing before, as long as they withstand the attack of the centaur and wait for the elf clan to send troops to support them.

It's been like this before, and I believe it will be the same this time.

While roaring, the dwarf held up the hammer in his hand, showing his strength to Zhuifeng and the others.

If they had battle axes in their hands and armor on their bodies, maybe Chasing Wind would believe it.

But these dwarves carried only hammers in their hands, and wore linen clothes, and some didn't even wear clothes.

That attire is not much different from Zhuifeng, and Zhuifeng would not be afraid.

From this look, it was obvious that he was an ordinary dwarf who had not been upgraded.

Such an enemy, I don't know how many times Zhuifeng has fought before.

The people's stables of several nearby houses were taken down by Zhuifeng alone.

These dwarves at the moment will not be opponents of chasing the wind.

At this time, Zhuifeng's heart moved, and he was ready to ignore Chen Wei's plan and attack the dwarven village by himself.

In Zhuifeng's eyes, these dwarfs had short legs, so even if something happened, they could escape.

Thinking of this, Zhuifeng took the fine iron spear in his hand.

"charge!"

Seeing Zhuifeng's actions from a distance, Chen Wei immediately understood Zhuifeng's thoughts.

"No, Chasing Wind is going to attack the dwarf cottage by himself, and Stanford is ready to respond."

Before Stanford could react, Chasing Wind had brought the Nightmare Centaurs into the battle formation of the dwarves.

Under their charge, the defensive formation of the dwarves was greatly impacted.

The Nightmare Centaur didn't look at the dwarf at all, as if it was running normally, it just stepped over the dwarf's head.

With such a collision between them, the dwarves in the front were directly knocked away a lot.

But then these dwarves rolled on the ground and got into the ground.

Seeing such a situation, Chen Wei secretly yelled that it was not good.

These dwarves are not as easy to deal with as imagined.

"Stanford makes a move, Chasing Wind, come back to me."

But Zhuifeng didn't hear Chen Wei's words at all, and he was rushing faster and faster at this moment, feeling as if victory was just around the corner.

But at this moment, the mirror image centaurs around Zhuifeng disappeared quickly one by one.

At the same time, the ordinary nightmare centaurs also fell to the ground.

Chasing the wind looked back, and found that the dwarves who had drilled into the ground had dug a lot of horse traps underground, and the centaur that was moving at high speed didn't look carefully at all, and stepped into it directly.

While moving at high speed, as long as these centaurs stepped into a horse trap, they would end up overturning.

The mirror centaur disappeared on the spot as soon as the car overturned, while the nightmare centaur fell to the ground, had no chance to get up, and was smashed to death by a dwarf who came out of the nearby ground with a hammer.

Just like that, the number of centaurs under Zhuifeng quickly decreased, from the original twenty-three to a pitiful six.

Looking at the dwarves surrounding him, Zhuifeng was filled with regret.

Why would he think of launching a charge? Why didn't he follow Chen Wei's plan.

Just as those dwarves held their hammers and charged towards Chasing Wind, a ball of fire flew from a distance and hit the dwarves right behind.