Chapter 596 We were counter-invaded

The third tallest tower stone pillar.

The red-armored soldiers who were wandering around like zombies noticed a carriage approaching.

The soldiers who had been wandering around unconsciously just on instinct the moment before immediately raised their heads and moved closer.

The carriage stopped.

“It’s me.”

Brother Gou waved.

The soldiers remained silent.

“I brought new stuff.” He pointed behind him, “Look, the new stuff I just caught.”

“How did you catch it?”

“It’s very simple, just grab it at random.”

How else could they be caught? Brother Gou, as the only undead who could communicate peacefully with the stone pillar of the third tallest tower, played the role of a diplomat. He was responsible for sending the undead in safely, and everyone cooperated very well.

After all, it is quite rare for one of our own people to become an NPC in the beta map.

“What about the cost?” asked Brother Gou.

“Come and take it together.”

The undead people watching from behind were very envious. If he continued at this pace, Brother Gou would most likely achieve financial freedom from now on. No, he had already achieved financial freedom a long time ago.

A team of undead were sent to the prison cell and imprisoned.

Soon, Brother Gou appeared again.

“I’m back with the goods.”

Gradually, Brother Gou was no longer enough, and mechanically modified undead similar to Brother Gou began to appear to compete for business. There was even an undead who “accidentally” appeared within the range of the stone pillars of the third tallest tower and surrendered immediately.

The number of imprisoned undead increased. The cell with 21 Assists and others was full, followed by the cells next to it, and the others… more and more.

Eventually even the cells for wizards with hollow cheeks were filled.

Lord Jawbone was very surprised by the wealth that suddenly came to his door.

“I should get up and go to work.”

Inside the prison, the undead in the cell where 21 assists and others were located and the undead in the nearby cells were chatting.

Their plan was to charge in waves, use the human wave tactics that the undead were best at, rescue the target in the chaos, and plunder at the same time.

But the process is a bit too long.

“Yeah, I have something else to do today, so I’ll leave first.”

“I’m hungry, I’m going to log off and eat something.”

“I’m going to have surgery.”

“Doctors are so hard-working.”

“I’m a patient.”

“…”

It was already morning in the outside world, and they took off their helmets reluctantly. Although it was so real that they couldn’t distinguish between reality and the game, their rumbling stomachs and the monthly installment debts and mortgage and car loans reminded them which side was the real world.

More than half of the cells were emptied in an instant. The red-armored soldiers who were dully dazed and kept repeating their previous actions to lock people up did not pay any attention to the situation here.

Still closing in.

The undead people, who had already had a brief discussion, were also very cooperative. They found that the progress was simpler than they had imagined, so they all chose to enter the cell and log off.

Until Lord Jawbone, the chief controller, discovered something was wrong.

His cell doesn’t have that much space, so why hasn’t it been filled yet? He had previously thought that there were too many humans from the material plane in his hands, so he wanted to sell a few to others at a low price.

When his consciousness once again descended upon the body of a red-armored soldier, he arrived at the place where he was being held.

Empty.

There were only a dozen wizards with thin cheeks sitting on the ground in a daze.

After opening the cell and searching, there were no signs of spatial fluctuations, no one was invisible, and there were no signs of magic on the ground, indicating that no one had escaped underground.

Where did all those people go?

……

At the military camp, a mystic with a leg bone crutch came to Mag to report on his work.

“My lord, the space gate is very stable.”

“Stablize?”

“Yes, we have no casualties and can send a large number of invaders.” The mystic nodded, “The space is stable, and we can maintain communication.”

“it is good!”

Mag was delighted.

The invasion, which had been on hold, could finally resume.

The few resources he had obtained through transactions before only satisfied the Red Robe Mage at first. Later, a large number of deaths and a lack of progress put him under a lot of pressure.

The opponent is very good at defense.

The mystic reminded, “It could be someone from the material plane. They stabilized the space at the other end.”

There is a conspiracy!
But the mystic couldn’t say it. Mag felt it was a bit strange but didn’t think of it as a conspiracy. He just instinctively believed that the long-term defensive victories had made the lords of the material plane dizzy and thought they could have a fight openly.

After all, only those who are short of resources invade the rich. I have never heard of anyone invading the poor areas from the rich areas even if it means paying money. Anyone with a normal mind will avoid the cursed land.

Dongdongdong, the sound of heavy footsteps was heard.

A figure panting heavily came running over.

“grown ups!”

“what happened?”

He remembered the other party, the quartermaster who was responsible for plundering resources in nearby territories, but with the breakdown of the “deal” with the material plane, the work of plundering resources became less important.

“We have a problem.”

They were forcibly collecting resources, so it was normal that the people in the small territories were unwilling to give them, otherwise they would not be equipped with powerful soldiers to act in coordination.

“Okay, let’s leave it at that for now. We need to withdraw our forces. Invading the material plane is our top priority.”

“However, almost all the teams we sent out have lost contact.”

“what!”

So brave!
This was Mag’s first thought. The local residents whose brains were affected by the curse must have launched a wanton sneak attack and counterattack.

“I went to those territories again,” the man continued, “and they were all gone. They were reduced to ruins, and there was no one alive.”

His voice was trembling.

“It was like a natural disaster, engulfed by a terrifying attack. Even some buildings that were not seriously damaged were swept away and all the property was lost.”

“Who did it?”

“I don’t know. There shouldn’t be such a force locally.”

While they were still thinking and discussing, the sound of fighting and shouting outside interrupted their train of thought.

“The undead, the undead are invading!”

When the undead invade in large numbers, the most outstanding and powerful undead are the fastest and can invade silently and calmly sweep the cursed land.

But the situation was a bit worse for other undead with ordinary skills. They went through great pains to defeat the enemies in the PVP copy of Tianxing Magic School, but after passing through the portal, they accidentally attracted the enemy’s attention.

One exposure leads to a group of people being exposed.

When Mag rushed out and looked at the chaotic battlefield, he just happened to hear a human shouting, “Kill! Kill these invaders!”

You are the invader, this is a cursed land, and we are the invaded!
Magg gave orders quickly, horns sounded on the battlefield, and curses pierced the ears like devilish sounds. Although it was painful, it was a very suitable reminder signal, allowing the cursed soldiers to react immediately, knowing that the current order was to retreat and keep distance, and then find the right time to counterattack.

The undead rushed out madly like water from a dam opened.

In the Tianxing Magic School, there is a barrier magic from the outer space that can limit the number and divide the battlefield into small pieces that do not interfere with each other. But no one here has mastered such a great power.

This was the first real encounter between the undead and the soldiers from the Cursed Land, and for the time being there was no discernible difference in the numbers of their armies.

Mag looked at the undead charging ahead in surprise: “This group of people is simply crazy.”

He had never seen such a crazy enemy, using suicide attacks to forcibly overwhelm the cursed soldiers, and he could easily tell with his eyes that this group of people could not gain an advantage when facing the attacks of the cursed soldiers.

With local advantages and no support from magical elements, the power that group of people could display was completely limited.

And in terms of not fearing death, cursing the soldiers is not bad either.

Just like this, people kept pouring out, and were then killed again and again by the cursed soldiers in a siege posture, controlling the range of action of the anti-invaders. Except for a small number of humans in the material plane who escaped, most of them died before the battlefield.

“Does it still turn into ashes after death?”

This is a characteristic that has been discovered long ago. The humans in that material plane seem to be different from humans in other planes. When they die, they will disappear on the spot and turn into ashes, and nothing will be left after a gust of wind blows.

The clash between the two sides continues.

Although he had maintained an absolute advantage, Mag was in a bad mood because this battle did not take place in the material plane, but was forcibly transferred to the cursed land.

This means that not only did their invasion progress not move forward, it even regressed!

“Lord Magg.”

A panicked voice came from behind.

Mag turned his head unhappily, hoping that the voice could give him an explanation.

When he turned around, what came into his sight was a mystic and a warrior in red armor following behind him.

“Master Jawbone!”

Mager immediately knelt on one knee.

He is a subordinate of the Red Robe Wizard, but he must maintain the same respect when facing the strong.

At the same time, the opponent is also the lord among the nearby lords whose strength is only slightly inferior to the red robe wizard.

Lord Jawbone, a lord without soldiers of his own.

All of his subordinates are zombies who can only act according to certain rules, and Lord Jawbone can bring his consciousness to his soldiers at will.

“Are there a large number of humans here?” asked the red-armored soldier.

“Yes!”

Mag didn’t dare to hide anything and told everything he knew.

“We have invaded a material plane…”

There wasn’t much useful content. They invaded for a long time but didn’t even get out of the magic school.

“I want to capture a few humans from the material plane.”

“Of course.” Mag nodded, “You can have as many as you want.”

If there are conflicts of interest between the upper levels, they should be resolved by them. He is just a lousy worker who listens to the orders of whoever is in front of him. As long as he completes the tasks assigned to him, he can ensure his own safety.

The red-armored soldiers joined the battlefield, and the victory of the war once again tilted towards the Cursed Land.

The scale of the war increased several times out of control.

The counter-invasion enemy did not retreat when they knew they were going to lose. Instead, they increased the speed of the invasion. Moreover, because the entrance to the portal was occupied by those who had arrived earlier, the cursed soldiers were unable to get in for a short period of time.

If the other party has mastered the transmission channel, naturally there will be endless humans who will skip the intermediate steps and rush over directly.

“Don’t move!” A red-armored soldier grabbed an undead man.

“Will you not kill me if I don’t move?” the undead man suddenly asked.

His problem was not only that the red-armored soldiers were stunned, but even the cursed soldiers who had been fighting with them and admiring their bravery and fearlessness were also stunned.

You were killing so desperately just now, fearing that you would die slowly, why are you asking now whether you will be killed?

If you are really afraid of death, don’t invade.

“If you are captured by me,” the red-armored soldier replied, “you will not die.”

“I surrender!” The undead man squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

“I surrender too!”

“I also!!”

“Please, take me with you.”

They rushed to squat down with their heads in their hands, fearing that if they were a step slower they would miss the chance to “survive”.

They have to fight for it. The fountain is blocked. They haven’t seen how fun the new beta map is. It’s better to be a prisoner so that they can at least experience it first.

Mag, who was watching this scene, said: “…”

He had felt before that these people might not be mentally normal, and now that feeling was getting worse.

Is it true fear of death, or is it just a temporary measure?

It smells like conspiracy!

“It smells like a conspiracy.”

Mager shut up subconsciously, then realized that the voice came from behind him. After making sure that his butt couldn’t speak yet, he turned around and looked back.

The person who spoke was the mystic who had been following him, and he thought that his inner thoughts had just been blurted out accidentally.

The mystic noticed that everyone’s eyes were turned to him, so he smiled and shut up.

The red-armored soldiers did not accept unlimited undeads, but instead controlled the number of undeads within the range that their army could control.

As for the rest, what awaited them was still massacre.

The essence of this battle has not changed: it is an invasion.

When facing invaders, it is best to kill them all if there is no way to guarantee absolute victory. Mag, who is wary of the madness of humans in the material plane, gives orders without mercy.

Kill until the opponent no longer comes out!
……

The third tallest tower stone pillar.

Inside the cell.

Some people went online and found that there was no difference here from before.

“You, you guys!” The wizards were shocked when they saw their “comrades” who had disappeared out of thin air before and appeared out of thin air again.

This is a method that even Lord Jawbone cannot understand.

Come and go freely.

“We’ll get you out.”

“How do we get out? This is Jawbone’s territory. You have no idea how terrifying he is!”

The wizards had been tortured to the point of mental depression and had no intention of resisting.

“Hurry up, there will be more and more people coming online, and we might be crushed to death.”

“that’s right!”

“I’ll do it. I can unlock it.”

There are many talented people among the undead, and you can see all kinds of strange skills. Moreover, the reasons why the undead learn skills are also varied. For example, the lock-picking skill is a must-have skill for the undead, and when combined with stealth skills, one can transform into a “thief saint”.

“There are at least several thousand red-armored soldiers wandering outside.”

Although the wizards were being led outside, they were not optimistic.

“Lord Jawbone still has dozens of Red Armor troops, all sleeping nearby.”

Looking at the red-armored soldiers wandering ahead, their expressions changed again and again.

“Let’s fight this once. Even if we die, it’s better than hiding in there forever.” The wizards’ eyes gradually became firm.

Their magic power was exhausted, and they had little strength left to swing their fists.

“Why are you dying? Brothers! Go online!”

(End of this chapter)