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Chapter 410

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The Nether Moon, one of the three suns and nine moons of the non-humankind, controlled the power of life and death, and was good at making zombies and other flesh puppets.

The Magi Palace also had a secret method of raising zombies, which they learned from the Nether Moon. Compared to the Nether Moon, the zombie warriors raised by the Magi Palace were all at a disadvantage in terms of cost, efficiency and fighting capacity.

In the long history of wars between the humankind and the non-humankind, the Nether Moon was the most troublesome one among the non-humankind.

The elite warriors of the Nether Moon almost never showed their faces on the battlefields. Only the zombies and other flesh puppets under their control had joined the battles. These terrifying war machines knew no exhaustion, were fearless, cruel and brutal, and would never retreat in battles. Besides, their numbers were great enough to make people despair.

Just like this time, the zombie army that had been rushing over from the north, each ten-thousand warrior square formation was around five miles apart from each other. This enormous army stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and the front and back of the army were especially thick and heavy. The total number of zombies was definitely over a hundred million.

People who hadn't seen it with their own eyes couldn't imagine the shock brought by that great gray flood. Especially the fact that the movements of all zombies were exactly the same, and every step was exactly the same. Over a hundred million zombies' movements were synchronized, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling.

The zombie army of the Nether Moon rushed over with rumbling footsteps.

Abruptly, in front of the zombie army, a few blood-red streams of light shone. A few Yu Clan people from the Blood Moon angrily dashed over and blocked the zombie army's way. A Yu Clan elderly man, who was wearing luxurious clothes, waved his arms in anger and yelled hoarsely, "You shameless bastards, what are you doing here? This is our battlefield! "

A hoarse and cold voice came from the zombie army, "Greedy Dishi Family, do you want to take the credit of conquering the humankind all by yourself? Do you want to refuse the help of your brothers? Do you want to refuse the kindness of your brothers? "

The Yu Clan elderly man yelled out in anger, like a wild dog whose bone had been snatched away from its mouth, "Help? Kindness? You're here to take the credit! Shameless bastards, we, the Blood Moon, don't need your help! We are powerful enough to conquer the humankind! "

There was a long silence. Then, the hoarse and cold voice resounded once again, "Well, the people of the great and supreme Nether Moon never waste time on words. We're here to steal the credit. Don't even think about monopolizing the credit of conquering the human race. Do you have any objections? "

Before the Yu Clan elderly man said anything, that voice continued coldly, "What's the use of your opinion? Since we're here, we must take our share. Get out of the way, or our army will step over your bodies! "

'Thump, thump, thump, thump'. The Nether Moon's zombie legion didn't stop while both sides were negotiating. Instead, they continued to advance towards the south with large strides. A whole ten-thousand people square formation held their heads high and chests puffed out. They raised their bronze spears and bumped against a few Yu Clan's elderly men, who were blocking their way.

These emotionless and mindless zombie warriors bumped against the chests of the few Yu Clan's elderly men, forcing them to rise into the air in disgust. They angrily stood in the air and began cursing loudly.

The smell coming from these zombie warriors was quite unpleasant. It was filled with an ancient, musty and rotten smell. To Yu Clan's nobles, who had severe mysophobia, even a slight touch from these zombie warriors was intolerable.

They floated in the air and cursed loudly, but their curses couldn't even cause any harm to these zombie warriors. The formidable horde of zombie warriors marched forward in an orderly fashion as they continued their journey southward.

Behind these zombie warriors, which were moving as fast as the wind, large groups of zombie beasts, which were also emitting a musty and rotten smell, were rushing over in orderly lines. These zombie beasts were gigantic. Their shriveled skin was tightly attached to their skeletons, and their dark skin glowed with a cold, metallic luster.

Puff! From time to time, some hill-sized zombie beasts would spurt out dense cold air. The corpse poison, which was concocted by the Nether Moon, had transformed into a visible, grey flame, which was released from the mouths of these zombie beasts to hundreds of zhang away.

Once the corpse poison touched the bodies of those zombie beasts, the sense of power released from these zombie beasts became slightly stronger.

However, those Yu Clan's elderly men, who were floating in the air, hurriedly dodged away. These corpse poison flames were a great nourishment to zombies, but to living creatures, they were deadly poisons.

"Bastards! How dare you be so rude?!" The Yu Clan's elderly man, who had just talked to them, screamed out in anger. The Nether Moon's people had actually ignored his warning and controlled the zombie army to march straight in. This was simply disrespecting the Blood Moon.

"If you have any complaints about what we have done, you can go complain to our Emperor!" That hoarse and cold voice sounded dry and emotionless, "But this time, the march was issued by our Emperor himself. Therefore … don't even think about taking the credit for yourself!"

Before that Yu Clan's elderly man could say anything, the hoarse and cold voice continued, "Are you angry? Then continue to be angry! What can you possibly do to us?! "

The faces of the few Yu Clan's Blood Moon's Yu Clan's people darkened in anger. They stood in the air, their bodies twitching, without being able to say a word. The formidable zombie army continued moving towards the south. Soon, following closely behind those zombie warriors and zombie beasts, the war machines of the Nether Moon also appeared within the coverage of the magic formation.

Those were chariots, which were made from countless white bones. Those weirdly shaped chariots looked like enormous skulls, and numerous bone towers were standing on them, with black smoke puffing out from them. These bone towers were thickly covered in spell symbols, and dark green flames rose from those bone towers, reaching hundreds of zhang high. Occasionally, a fierce gale would blow across, and large amounts of green light would spurt out from those flames, falling on the ground and burning the mud, causing a sizzling noise and leaving huge holes on the ground.

The human army, which was responsible for annihilating the remaining Qian Family's army in the north, had already started a fight against the Nether Moon's vanguard.

The zombie warriors in the frontline raised their long spears in unison, then lunged forward with the same posture and the same angle.

Large amounts of blood splashed out. Thousands of human warriors had their bodies penetrated by those long spears, but even though they had launched an all-out attack, a great number of zombie warriors were still chopped and smashed into pieces. Many more zombie warriors were struck by the great power, staggered and fell backwards, knocking countless zombies behind them over.

Followed by a loud swooshing noise, those bone towers on those skeleton chariots hundreds of miles away in the rear suddenly spurted out water-tank-sized, green, phosphorescent fireballs. Glowing with a bright green light, those phosphorescent fireballs flashed across the sky like a meteor shower, silently landing in the human army.

The phosphorescent fireballs blasted out, and large groups of human warriors were burned into human-shaped torches, running around while screaming hoarsely, dragging the green fire around their bodies.

In the Evil Dragon Bay battlefield, the situation of the human army had taken a sharp turn, and the situation had become extremely serious.

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