Global Advent: Floating Island Infinity War

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Lu Zhi casually threw aside the dark spear, the tool for committing the crime, and strolled up to the queen.

It's extremely ironic, looking down from a high position.

"Queen of Butterfly Wings."

"Do you feel the smell of death?"

She lay motionless on the ground, her lips opening and closing.

"I lost, let go of the holy tree, it is our mother..."

Although Lu Zhi's men suffered heavy casualties, most of them would die here as time goes by.

But she understood that with Lu Zhi's strength, no matter how many Butterfly Wings there were, they would have no effect as long as there were no legendary-level beings.

With tens of thousands of people, it is extremely unlikely that Lu Zhi would be massacred.

He also has an almost perverted recovery ability.

With all the known information, she has completely lost hope as a queen.

Looking at the mother of the holy tree that was corroded by the black and gray breath of the undead, she uttered words that were almost pleading.

Lu Zhi heard this and was unmoved.

In the past, he might have had some womanly kindness, but not now.

Having experienced the experience of being a natural spirit and breaking through the extreme attribute values ​​twice in the Black Sun of the Great Desert, my mentality is as hard as iron.

But we have been able to remain unmoved by the casualties and tragedies caused by the war.

As the saying goes, there is no good or evil in war, it is just a matter of stance. Maximizing behavior that is beneficial to the camp is the right thing to do.

In silence, Lu Zhi took out the Death Scythe. He wanted this third-level peak soul.

He also wants the other 52 third-level commanders!

so.

The magic sickle harvested and took away the last trace of life of the Butterfly Wing Queen.

As soon as Sammy Spedes died, the other third-level commanders who were still "putting out fires" stopped one after another.

Looking here in disbelief.

Their most powerful queen, the only butterfly-winged elf species, died...

To them, it's like the sky is falling.

In addition, the life and death of the mother of the Holy Tree was uncertain. Under the double blow, some people were filled with anger and vowed to take revenge. Some people were filled with sadness and had no intention of fighting.

But even so, there are still about 90,000 members of the Dieyi clan alive. Lu Zhi's side suffered multiple blows, except for the more than 2,000 intelligent undead who were protected by his dark sky.

All have been destroyed here.

The heads of Arizona's four black knights were hung on the flagpole to show off. How could they be so miserable?

After pondering for a while, Lu Zhi spread his wings. He wanted to kill the third-level leader of the Butterfly Wings as much as possible before reinforcements arrived.

To create a favorable combat environment for reinforcements.

"Kill him!"

"Kill that human!"

"Avenge the Queen! Revenge the Holy Tree Mother!"

"Kill."

Led by the third-level commander, a small number of people sneaked away, and nearly forty big blue wings surrounded Lu Zhi, the only surviving group.

Liv licked her lips, twisted her back, stretched out two pairs of arms, and her skin was slowly covered with a layer of cuticle.

He said loudly: "Are you scared? You're not a softie like Arizona. Let's have a good time with my sister, hahahahaha."

With his rough and wild voice and strong savage aura, he is worthy of being a militant.

Gulas was much silent, and his already tall figure further expanded, standing together with Brown, like two giant spirits, one big and one small.

Black scales clung to Lu Zhi, and his eyes full of malice glanced at the butterfly-winged people surrounding him, with murderous intent boiling over them.

Among the group of people, only the little skeleton king Gurada was flying in the sky whirring.

He shouted: "Gulada, Gulada."

These generals made Lu Zhi feel excited and proud.

He raised his right hand high and said loudly.

"Everyone, follow me...charge!"

"Hahahahahahahaha."

Jingyi behind Lu Zhi quickly stirred up, carrying the Death Scythe that was more than two meters long, and took the lead to head forward!

The dark lightning attached to the death scythe, and with the speed of the charge, it struck head-on with the scythe, instantly killing a third-level commander.

His left hand was covered with a black magic circle, and a large number of dark balls were shot out, forcing back many third-level commanders.

The following followers, except for Gurada who was calling for formation on one side, each faced several third-level commanders.

One-on-three, one-on-five, there are many.

Lu Zhi alone faced more than twenty people.

"Damnable humans."

"Go to hell."

"Blue Poison Heavy Arrow." "Three consecutive shots." "Arrow Net." "Charged Arrow."

A large number of arrows with various effects were shot at Lu Zhi, and it was ridiculous for him to resist.

A dive, with the help of the effect of hunting shadow night owl, it instantly sank into the ground.

The fog of darkness spreads out.

This is magic that uses less to achieve more.

Extremely practical.

Especially when cast with the body of a dark descendant, it has the characteristics of corrosion, darkness, etc.

The practicality is more powerful.

The new corrosive properties in the dark fog caused the dark fog to enter the bodies of many butterfly-winged people.

The wings of butterfly-winged people are similar to those of butterflies. They are thin and easily damaged and have a hollow frame.

In the darkness, the butterfly-winged man's wings were damaged by the fog and became tattered at an extremely fast speed.

The ability to fly is almost useless.

They fell to the ground one by one, separated by the black mist, and looked very pitiful with tears streaming down their faces.

Tears were shed, and revenge could not be expected. Soon everyone regained their fighting spirit, drew their bows and arrows, and moved cautiously in the dark mist.

Lu Zhi gave his younger brothers a layer of friendly judgment that would prevent them from being affected by the dark fog, giving them the opportunity to fight one on one.

With their potential and combat power, it won't take long to wipe out all the butterfly-winged people.

outside world.

A total of 90,000 butterfly-winged troops, composed of a mixture of first- and second-level troops, surrounded the two black eggs and were at a loss.

We can only worship the sacred tree that is about to turn completely black and pray for the victory of the commanders.

A moment later, a strong earthquake shook the ground, and there were rows of strange-shaped steel mechas, with steam coming out from behind.

They rushed in neatly from a distance, behind them were a large number of Thunder Tauren corps composed of various professional soldiers, and there were thousands of giant pterosaurs hovering in the sky.

There were some lizardmen sitting on the heads of a small number of them, setting up giant crossbows with arrows 4-5 meters long, which were extremely terrifying.

The total number of people is more than 40,000, but they are all second-level. The leader of the Thunder Tauren is still a third-level strongman. This is a powerful army!

However, the queen of the Butterfly Wings died in battle, and the leader was trapped, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

There is a lack of a commander with sufficient qualifications.

Facing the sudden reinforcements, the morale of the troops was unstable, the formations were chaotic, and they were flying everywhere, making the scene extremely chaotic.

As a third-level powerhouse, the old chief already possesses the ability to levitate. Dazzling lightning flashes from his body and he quickly rises into the air.

He was well-informed and realized this was an opportunity.

Decisively let Arizona give orders, take the opportunity to divide the battlefield, form a local situation where more people fight less, and quickly gain the advantage on the battlefield.

The machine roared and iron arrows shot.

Thunder raged and screams continued.

In the flash of swords and shadows, countless stumps were flying around. Both sides suffered casualties, but the butterfly-winged people suffered greater losses.