Start a Dungeon

On the plain, an army of skeletons all over the mountains rushed towards the village like a tide.

All human beings shivered behind the fence, and what surprised them most was that the 7 outsiders still stood there calmly.

What a bunch of lunatics!

Seeing the group of dark and crushing monsters in the distance gradually approached, the soldiers covered in despair thought that they had been driven here by these ferocious demons before.

And now

They are going to kill them all!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

These monsters can't stop them at all, they are dead!

"Come back! Soldier! Hold on to your post!"

Seeing more and more subordinates fleeing, the officer was so angry that he cursed.

They didn't have much will to fight when they came here, and the courageous people had been dragged away by the monsters in the city long ago.

Is it over?

The officer who had become a polished commander stood behind the fence, quietly watching the dense crowds of evil creatures pouring toward this side in the distance.

Desperate, he slowly pulled out his dagger, intending to end his life, and don't let the monster be dragged away as a seedbed when he died!

The only thing that surprised the officer was that the seven outsiders standing outside the village fence with their backs to him seemed not afraid of the approaching monsters in the distance.

Are you scared?

The officer sighed, shook his head and looked at them.

at this time

Bang

Deafening sounds rang from the entire village.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

Those are 5 round flying saucers

They were arranged in a ‘human’ shape and quickly passed over everyone’s heads, rushing straight towards the demon army that was gradually losing ground in the distance.

these are......

Boom boom boom!

Just when people were full of surprise, they saw a group of tall flames suddenly rose in the distance, accompanied by a violent explosion.

Looking around, it was a sea of ​​undead that was once black, but now it is swallowed by an endless sea of ​​fire.

Feeling the tremors from under the feet, the people standing behind the fence stared at the 7 outsiders with their backs to them.

Gerardi looked at the raging sea of ​​fire in the distance, turned his head to the enchanter beside him and asked, "Are they all killed?"

"The trumpet and the medium are dead. Few Tier 4 units can withstand the carpet bombardment of the lv2 deuterium gas blaster." The warlock's tone sounded quite proud.

Gerardi belonged to a diplomat, and he didn't understand military matters, but he could hear that the warlock seemed to be missing something.

"What about Tier 5?" he asked.

"...Those who have to have precise S strikes, carpet bombing alone cannot cause substantial damage to them."

The Warlock's tone seemed a little helpless, Gerardi smiled, but didn't intend to embarrass the other party, and asked:

"In other words, the next step is to deal with Tier 5 units? Can you do it?"

"Plain combat, just hand it to the flying saucer, we don't need to do it, this is a common tactic used by knight officers."

Street fighting requires ground troops, and if it is in the field, hand it over to the air force.

"Captain, they retreated."

The werewolf next to him reminded.

The warlock smiled.

Gerald also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But at this moment

"Captain! Lost two! The opposite Tier 5 unit counterattacked!"

"Back!" the warlock hurriedly called.

The loss of 5 flying saucers to 2 at a time is not a joke.

Soon, three flying saucers were suspended in the sky, waiting for orders.

"They are gone. Our UFO currently consumes about 30% of each ammunition. Without supplies, it cannot continue to be consumed on such a large scale."

With the report of the werewolf finished, the warlock turned to look at Gerardi and asked, "When will we leave? Sir, have you found the monster here?"

"...... I want to ask Nord to ask."

Gerardi replied that this time the diplomatic commander was Nord. As a subordinate, Gerardi had not received a retreat order from his superiors, so he had to ask him for instructions.

When the warlock heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the werewolf, who knew it and quickly used the communication tool he was carrying to communicate.

But to its surprise, the signal was actually suppressed, making it impossible for long-distance communication.

"Where are they?" the warlock asked, looking at the direction the monster was leaving.

Gerardi looked back at all the people in the village who were too shocked to speak, then turned and walked towards them:

"Have you seen a soldier dressed like us?"

The human officer turned back and looked at the fat man in front of him. After a while, the subordinate next to him replied: "Yes, they are heading north."

"north?"

Gerardi turned and looked forward again.

Since the first team has gone to the north, let's leave here too.

At this moment, the magician turned to look at the officer and said:

"There is a breath of undead in your village, and some people have been infected."

"Nonsense!" As soon as the officer heard it, he shouted loudly, "Go, hurry! Don't disturb my military spirit!"..

The wizard shrugged, turned and led the team away.

After watching this group of foreign soldiers leave, the surrounding men approached the officer and asked: "My lord, are there really undead coming in here?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Nothing!"

The officer glared at him and ordered everyone to stay at their posts. He wanted to go back and rest.

And when he pushed open the door of his house, a woman inside was lying on the bed with a pale face and shivering, and her shoulder was as if she had been bitten by a wild animal...

Gerardi and the second team of the undead went all the way north, and they needed the diplomats of the first team to change the order to allow them to evacuate.

The communication system in this place has been suppressed by some force, and if you send a flying saucer over, you may be at risk of being shot down, so it's better to go on foot.

On the way, they encountered a large number of zombies and other low-level humanoid monsters, but they could all be dealt with with ordinary firearms.

After a long time, a few people finally arrived to the north. It was a triangular tower-shaped building, and the surrounding ground was full of charred and broken monster corpses~www.NovelMTL.com~ combined with the bumpy craters on the ground, obviously before here. There was a battle.

"What do you think?" Gerald asked the enchanter.

"They have encountered an attack, relying on that building to defend, and finally won." The warlock looked at the corpse on the ground and calculated.

"Then what are they doing here?" Gerrard continued to ask.

"Hmm..." The warlock thought for a while, and looked up at the circular magic circle under the triangular tower.

Is it for this?

"who are you?"

Just when the enchanter was going to check it out, a voice sounded.

Everyone turned their heads and looked.

A bearded man is standing there

His appearance is exactly the same as the guy encountered by the first team...