20demayo Chapter 293 Working Day and Night, the Wolf Pack's Rich Treasure!
Chapter 293 Working Day and Night, the Wolf Pack's Rich Treasure!
Chapter 293 Working Day and Night, the Wolf Pack's Rich Treasure!
In the following days, besides cultivating, Fangzhou controlled his clones to wreak havoc on the Corpse Hills, commanding his demonic minions to ambush and attack the zombie wolves, devouring them to grow stronger.
However, as time went on, those zombie wolves also displayed intelligence beyond expectations.
After the initial ambushes, in which the five two-meter-long zombie wolves were all killed by the skeleton clones, they became more cautious. They no longer acted alone, but instead formed groups of two or three, maintaining a safe distance from each other in order to support one another.
Even when they leave their nests to forage, they do not stray far from their companions, making Ark and his skeleton army's movements even more difficult.
Nevertheless, these changes did not cause any real trouble for the Ark.
Their gathering together only made it easier for the skeleton clones to hunt.
Although Fangzhou had never fought those large zombie wolves head-on, based on his personal experience hunting smaller zombie wolves, he believed that with his current combat power, his skeleton clone could definitely wipe out this small pack of zombie wolves in a direct confrontation.
However, the skeleton clone may suffer some damage.
This only applies when the skeleton clone is fighting alone.
However, considering that Ark also has powerful allies like Olaf and Tryndamere, as well as a large number of skeleton minions as support, he is fully capable of adopting a more aggressive strategy and launching a fierce attack on the wolf pack directly.
The reason for choosing this slow, insidious method of attrition is due to Ark's cautious nature.
The more we know about these unprecedented enemies, the better prepared we can be, and the more certain we will be of the outcome of the battle.
Therefore, he preferred to spend more time gradually weakening the wolf pack rather than take risks and cause unnecessary losses.
Although this approach is lengthy, it is much more reliable.
On the hill of corpses, a zombie slowly moved about.
Its movements were slow and mechanical; it simply wandered instinctively among the ruins.
Suddenly, a chill swept in from all directions.
Two shadows slowly stretched across the ground; they were the silhouettes of two zombie wolves.
Their bodies were much larger than ordinary zombies, exceeding three meters in length, with broad shoulders, thick waists, and clearly visible muscle lines. The two zombie wolves surrounded the slow-moving zombie from the left and right, and began to harass it incessantly.
Their movements are agile and fierce, and each charge causes the zombies to run a few steps behind.
For these lone, ordinary zombies, the existence of a zombie wolf pack is like that of a top predator in nature.
They not only have a huge size advantage, but they are also good at overwhelming their prey with numbers, easily cornering them.
Soon, under the combined attack of the two zombie wolves, the zombie could no longer hold on and finally collapsed to the ground, becoming their meal.
However, just as they were enjoying their victory and preparing to feast on their prey, a muffled thud came from not far away.
"Boom!"
As the sound rang out, a cup of broken bones suddenly exploded.
A dark shadow, like an arrow released from a bow, instantly covered a distance of tens of meters and appeared beside a zombie wolf.
It was a figure wielding a long spear, the tip of which drew a perfect arc in the air, piercing the zombie wolf with breathtaking speed and power.
As the gun tip approached, the air seemed to be compressed to its limit.
Immediately following a loud bang, a white shockwave spread rapidly outward from the tip of the spear, covering an area of almost ten feet in radius.
The zombie wolf's head instantly shattered under this blow.
Half of the head turned to dust, and blood and brain matter gushed out, staining the surrounding broken bones red.
The attack was so fierce that the mutated zombie wolf didn't even have time to let out a final cry before it perished under the skull clone's spear.
At the same time, another zombie wolf also realized the danger.
It roared, opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced on the skeleton clone.
With the advantage in our hands, Ark will certainly not back down.
He steadily held the skeletal spear across his chest, while a powerful force surged within him, condensing into an indestructible battle aura shield in front of him.
The shield emitted a faint, eerie light, as if it could withstand any attack.
Through these few days of observation, Fangzhou has thoroughly understood the characteristics of these zombie households.
Although they are strong and fierce, they have almost no other effective means of attack besides using their claws and fangs.
Especially after a fierce hunt, their strength and speed have decreased, which is why Ark chose to launch an attack at this moment.
When the zombie wolf's healing fangs struck the battle shield, the Ark felt a powerful impact.
However, this power was insignificant in the face of the battle aura shield.
The light on the battle aura shield flickered slightly before completely absorbing the impact.
Fangzhou's body swayed slightly before regaining its stability.
"Hey!"
Fang Zhou, wielding his spear, continued his momentum and slammed into the zombie wolf.
The immense impact pierced the air, producing a piercing screeching sound, scattering bone fragments, and immediately filling the air with the stench of blood.
The zombie wolf's strong body was incredibly fragile in the face of such power, and it was violently knocked to the ground, losing its ability to resist.
In that instant, the spear Fang Zhou gripped transformed into a black lightning bolt, piercing the zombie wolf's head with indescribable speed, achieving a double kill.
In the pale, desolate hill of corpses, two enormous bodies, each over three meters long, slowly fell to the ground.
Foul-smelling blood gushed from their wounds, staining the surrounding land red.
Beside him, the increasingly ferocious skeleton clone, now over two meters tall, had a cold gaze and exuded a fierce aura.
"It seems I was too cautious before."
These mutated zombie wolves are indeed very effective against ordinary undead creatures, but they are much less effective against a supernatural being like me.
The skeleton's bones and muscles continued to split and compress, resulting in an unprecedented level of density.
Its bones are indestructible, and its muscles contain explosive power.
With the added benefits of the parry and counterattack skills and the battle aura shield, Ark was able to completely ignore the dying struggle of the mutated zombie wolf.
However, if faced with a zombie wolf at its peak or an attack from multiple zombie wolves simultaneously, even the now much stronger skeleton clone cannot be completely immune to the damage.
This explains why it hunted and lay in ambush nearby until it encountered two lone zombie wolves before launching an attack. After all, in this perilous hill of corpses, safety is always the top priority.
The Corpse Hills were so large that there was no need to guard these zombie wolves to the death. Therefore, during this time, in addition to observing these undead creatures, Ark also directed his skeleton servants to hunt in the distance, without delaying his daily hunting and evolution progress.
In his excitement, Ark extended two bone claws and unleashed the Corpse Armament skill.
After achieving another encouraging growth, Ark quietly went back into hiding.
After figuring out the combat strength of the zombie wolves, Ark maintained a stealthy approach for the next few days, hunting down a few more with a hit-and-run strategy.
Several more days passed amidst the day and night toil.
That night, after their lovemaking, Su Xinyan nestled against Fang Zhou's broad chest, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat—a reassuring presence.
Her words carried a hint of languor, as if she were still immersed in the beautiful moments that had just passed.
"Fangzhou, you were too hasty just now."
She paused, as if savoring something, and then continued sweetly, "There's something I almost forgot to tell you." Inside the room, a soft light illuminated the two figures embracing.
Fang Zhou gently stroked Su Xinyan's peach-shaped petals, absentmindedly asking, "What is it?"
Su Xinyan slapped away Fang Zhou's mischievous hand, gave a soft snort, and said, "Major General Ning Danxin, a descendant of General Ning Feihu, has returned to Haicheng Military Academy today."
As agreed with the military academy, the academy will hold a simple funeral ceremony for General Ning Feihu on behalf of the Longxia Federal Military Department two days later.
At Major General Ning Danxin's request, since the evil Japanese kingdom has not been destroyed, this funeral should be kept simple.
After the demon stronghold on Blue Star is pacified, a grand funeral will be held for General Ning Feihu and the other martyrs to mourn their passing.
After listening, Fangzhou remained silent for a moment before saying, "This is only natural."
The military academy will naturally fully cooperate with Major General Ning Danxin's decision.
I think that for General Ning Feihu, being able to see his former comrades-in-arms and his descendants mourning him on this land he swore to defend to the death was itself a great comfort and honor.
As Su Xinyan listened to Fang Zhou's words, her thoughts drifted back to her experience of fighting bloody battles on the battlefield between humans and demons in the mythical world, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited.
She nestled quietly in the ark's strong embrace, savoring the rare moment of tranquility amidst the chaos of the human-demon war.
Above the Huhai Hill, a thin mist rises gently, like the sigh of ghosts.
The increasingly imposing skeleton clone lurked in the mist, its body motionless, and even the several skeleton squads on both sides slightly withdrew.
Because not far away, three zombie wolves, each nearly four meters long, were slowly crossing the hills.
Their eyes gleamed faintly in the dim light as they warily scanned their surroundings.
Although these zombie wolves have lost their intelligence in life, they still retain some instincts, especially their sensitivity to danger.
Since more than a week ago, members of their group have been disappearing one after another, clearly indicating that an uninvited guest is secretly hunting their kind.
Today, those of their kind that are less than four meters long have been almost completely wiped out.
Only a few large zombie wolves of the same size remained, along with the enormous leader, which was over five meters long, and would occasionally patrol the small hill they occupied and its surroundings.
However, for Ark, the vigilance of these zombie wolves was not enough to detect his presence.
The Ark's soul strength far surpasses that of these undead creatures.
As long as he keeps his skeleton servants crawling on the ground, hidden among the scattered bones in the hills of corpses, maintaining absolute silence, the zombie wolves will not be able to detect anything amiss.
As the three zombie wolves gradually moved away from their hill, Ark keenly sensed that the surrounding air had become quiet again, and he knew the time had come.
"These guys have finally delivered themselves to my doorstep," he thought to himself.
Then, he quietly rose from his hiding place and followed the three zombie wolves silently, like a shadow in the night, heading further into the distance.
Meanwhile, Ark had already preemptively dispersed his skeleton squad along the paths these zombie wolves would inevitably patrol.
Finally, when three large zombie wolves passed by a protruding rock, Ark ordered the skeleton army under the demon to launch an attack.
boom!
Instantly, a powerful force erupted from behind a boulder, followed by a dazzling white shockwave that spread outwards.
Immediately afterwards, a skeleton warrior wielding two axes leaped down from the boulder, the axes drawing two perfect arcs in the air, pointing directly at the lead zombie wolf.
It was none other than the berserker hero Olaf.
He launched his attack with lightning speed, signaling the start of this meticulously planned ambush.
Although Olaf is now just a skeleton, the blood and fire of heroic spirits flow within him, and he possesses the legacy and fighting spirit of heroic spirits.
Therefore, it prefers to attack the head, back, and abdomen—its weak points—whenever it attacks its prey.
The zombie wolf clearly hadn't expected this seemingly fragile skeleton warrior to be so ferocious.
It let out a mournful roar, trying to block Olaf's fatal blow with its steel-like forepaws.
However, Olaf's "Bloodthirsty Strike" is far beyond what ordinary power can match.
With a crisp "crack," the zombie wolf's forepaw exploded instantly from the blow.
Thick, stagnant blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the surrounding broken bones a deep crimson.
Just then, a warrior named Tryndamere leaped down from a nearby boulder.
Wielding that terrifying decapitation sword, it sliced through the air like a black lightning bolt, heading straight for the already severely wounded zombie wolf.
With a muffled thud, "Thud," the zombie wolf was struck by Tryndamere's greatsword before it even had a chance to dodge, and finally fell into a pool of blood.
At that very moment, the two wolves outside finally came to their senses.
They raised their heads, letting out a deafening roar, their muscles tensing, ready to launch a final attack.
However, just as they were about to pounce on Olaf and Tryndamere, dozens of skeleton warriors suddenly emerged from the surrounding piles of bones.
These warriors seemed to have already laid a trap, emerging from all directions to instantly surround the two zombie wolves, forming an inescapable encirclement.
The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.
In order to prevent his skeleton minions from suffering unnecessary losses, Ark decisively took matters into his own hands this time.