C186 Using My Things to Bribe Me
The five legions once again joined forces to fight. In less than a minute, the first batch of survivors and zombie were all slaughtered!
They slowly pushed forward, and the killing continued.
Ninety percent of Gong's smile stopped. His breathing suddenly became rapid. His originally arrogant face was filled with shock.
This group of people... how could they be so strong?
The ones who had just charged forward were all his personal guards! There were no ordinary people at all! They were either One-Star Two-Star Level zombie soldiers, or... A One-Star Two-Star Level Awakened Fighter...
Such an elite existence, in less than a minute, had all died?
As for their attack... it seemed unusually weak.
Even if the swords in their hands hacked at the enemy's body, even if the bullets shot at the enemy's vitals... at most, they could only leave a white mark!
What kind of iron army is this!
"Attack! Attack! Don't run! Take a step back, slash!"
Ninety percent of Gong screamed with all his might. He tried to maintain the disordered morale of the army, but his body moved back unnaturally...
His idea was very simple. He wanted these cannon fodder to go to their deaths and grind Faang Fann's army to death! But he could not let anything happen to him!
He was the high and mighty vice president of the Wind Cloud Association! He still had a bright future ahead of him...
Once Faang Fann and the others were grinded to death, he would come and reap the battlefield.
Ninety percent of the palace thought that they still had twenty thousand soldiers. Even if they used corpses to crush them, they could still crush these bastards to death!
However, his plan was destined to fail.
The battle was still going on. Faang Fann's army still had no intention of retreating. The twenty thousand troops under his command had already lost more than five thousand men.
The remaining thousands of survivors fled in different directions.
The remaining thousands of zombie soldiers were struggling to hold on and kept attacking.
But his zombie army was also falling at a speed of several hundred per minute...
The spiraling Bone Dragon in the sky began to spew out dragon breath. If one were to touch it, they would definitely die!
Bone Dragon Knight, who was riding on the Bone Dragon, held a saber in his hand. He charged forward and took away a dozen zombie...
There were also those demons flying in the sky. Their sharp claws and teeth destroyed their final will!
Laser bullets shot from all directions. They were usually able to pierce through the bodies of ten zombie.
Wherever the silver-armored warrior holding the Big Sword went, the ground was filled with wreckage!
"I... I am the vice president of the Wind Cloud Association! Let me go! Yong City! ... Yong City, I will return it to you!"
Gong 90% panicked, he was also terrified. He was afraid of death, he was afraid of death.
"Are you admitting defeat now? Tsk... It seems a little too late!"
"I'm not used to giving my enemies a chance to live."
The corner of Faang Fann's mouth rose, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
"I... I have a treasure! I have a card! I have a rare card! I still have a lot of Demonic Crystal... let me go! These are all yours!"1
Ninety percent of Gong watched as the number of zombie soldiers around him dwindled. From the original few thousand... to several hundred, then to a few dozen...
Just one round of fire was enough to kill him...
"Kill!"
Faang Fann's voice was like the low roar of a ghost, causing the smell of blood in the air to intensify.
"If I kill you, the cards will be mine, and the Demonic Crystal will also be mine."
"You used my things to bribe me, didn't you seem stupid?"
Faang Fann snorted lightly and shrugged fearlessly.
To him, this massacre was just a small interlude, and it was not a big deal.
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