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Sakura's Dango World Chapter 12 The Army of the Dead and the Mechanical Fleet

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    Chapter 12 The Army of the Dead and the Mechanical Fleet

    Killing, plundering, leaving - simple characters have vividly recorded all the things done by those overwhelming and terrifying undead. Under the iron heel of such an emotionless army, no one can escape the fate of death.  , but even death cannot redeem them. The undead tyrant needs their souls and their allegiance.

    Just as Zhao Mian estimated, this was an effective and huge blitzkrieg. In hundreds of planes, countless undead crawled out from the tombs, from the battlefield, and from the abyss. They might  Holding an ancient weapon in his hand, or perhaps controlling a huge ancient weapon that modern intelligent races cannot imagine, he appeared in people's eyes.  People quickly fell into panic during the first encounter, but even though they lost a large number of men in the panic, they still started to resist bravely after a brief panic - countless weapons were manufactured from the rear  Come out, all those who can go to the battlefield rush to the battlefield, regardless of men, women, old or young, regardless of whether they have any grudges in the past, at this moment, in order to survive, human beings stand together.  But the undead tyrant sitting high on the throne of bones did not even move his eyes to those humans. In his hollow skull, the flame of the burning soul crossed the endless space and passed through  The vast planet stared at the huge fleet that was unfolding little by little.

    Humanity¡¯s resistance still continues, and countless people have fallen in a war in which only they are dying.  The vicissitudes of the old man held the bomb in his arms and threw himself into the endless sea of ????fire, while the fighting middle-aged people cried for him; the slightly rich middle-aged man left himself in the position that was about to be flooded by the undead in order to cover the retreat of others.  On the board, the retreating young man cried for him; in order to allow his little son to escape, the young man watched the full cruise ship slowly sailing away with tears in his eyes, turned around and threw himself into the approaching undead army, above the cruise ship in the distance  The young man cried for him; he put his last little hope in the last sanctuary of mankind. The young man lit the oil barrel and set himself on fire. The ignorant young son cried for him; the undead invaded the last sanctuary - this  The world is silent.

    The whole world is like a huge chessboard, slowly spreading out in front of Liszt. Like all undead souls without minds, he looks at it all indifferently and extends his power to these positions at will.  In the face.  He devoted his corrupt power to awaken the ancient dead from the underground; he bestowed endless knowledge on the dead, and engraved the use and manufacturing methods of weapons deeply into their minds; he seemed to be waving his own arms.  Commanding that huge army, such an army spanning many planes, is as nimble as his fingers. It has covered the bones of countless civilizations, like a sharp dagger, piercing deeply.  above the life of this world.

    The indifferent Lord of the Undead never observes his warriors, nor does he care about the battlefields he opens personally. He understands that his real enemies are not those tiny mortals, even the most powerful among ordinary humans.  Some of them were just like chickens and dogs in front of him, vulnerable, and those weak mortals couldn't even get close to him.  He stood next to a white dwarf star. Countless twisted warships emitting an ominous blood-red light floated quietly in this airless place.

    Perhaps the waiting was a bit boring. The flames revealed from his eye sockets began to dim little by little. It didn't take much time for the flames to completely disappear from his eye sockets, just like sleeping.  As if on fire, this huge skeleton sat there firmly in a way that a fragile skeleton could never do, but the faint blue flames began to spread from his feet bit by bit, and countless  The blue fire swallowed up the surrounding light, turning the tip of the huge fleet into darkness.

    Then, the expansion of darkness stopped, and light reappeared in this area. Countless blood-red lights began to beat like a heart. Such a huge fleet that seemed to come from the abyss seemed to be alive at this moment.  The action began.  On the bridge of the flagship - the place that should have been tightly wrapped is now just an empty platform. In the center of the platform stands Liszt's throne. Countless bones are piled there, each one  The eye sockets all exude an unknown light.  The skeleton on the throne moved, and the flame of the soul burned in his eye sockets again. He moved the skull away from the dragging finger bones. Under the light, the bones on his body reflected the brilliance of metal.  , he stood up and cast his gaze into the endless universe - but looking along his gaze, nothing appeared in the universe.

    But that¡¯s not the case. If you continue to zoom out and pass through countless planets, you will see??The huge black hole and rubble belt, a place where humans in this plane of Qiuji will never be able to peek in their lifetime, a fleet finally arrived belatedly.  They slowly entered the plane that was being slaughtered. Countless observers jumped towards every corner of the universe the moment they entered. The mothership like a planet was surrounded by other huge  The ships gathered in the center.  The entire fleet began to prepare in an orderly manner after the jump. As if it had gone through countless trainings, each battleship appeared where it should appear. They slowly bypassed the nearby celestial bodies, and then  He accelerated towards Liszt and flew over.

    Liszt¡¯s upper and lower jaws clicked against each other a few times, perhaps mocking the opponent¡¯s slow movements. The flames in his eyes shook, and the two warships around him began to move quietly.

    The magic covering this plane began to vibrate regularly. Some kind of huge magic spell was condensed in this place. The pure magic began to be contaminated with the power of decay. A gray-black energy ball began to appear between the two battleships.  It slowly took shape - and then was ejected.

    The huge energy cannonball floated forward bit by bit in the universe at first, but soon began to accelerate forward due to the power of the surrounding ships - but Liszt did not wait patiently for this cannonball to enter the final stage.  Trajectory, he waved his hand impatiently, and the blood-red light shone over the gray cannonballs, and the cannonballs just disappeared from his sight.

    In the far distance, in the core area of ??the Star Spirit Mothership, Alt's heart suddenly trembled. He realized that some things in this world had just been changed, and a huge force had just been condensed.  He extended his spirit into the structure of this plane, but found a new space rift opening right in front of the mothership - he immediately activated the shipboard space stabilization system, but there was no system left.  While working, the huge energy he had just sensed appeared from the rift in space and hit the front of the mothership.

    Gray ripples bloomed slowly, and the power of decay spread over the mothership's shield in a short time. In just two seconds, it successfully corroded the mothership's psionic shield.  A huge hole - but the holy light that followed replaced the psionic shield, dispelled all the decay, and enveloped the entire fleet.
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