Chapter 118 Losing

Among the people watching the game, there were not many who had the same idea as Wang Meng.

Energy beams radiated in the sky, lights exploded on the ground, and there was no retreat on the battlefield, fighting each other with all their strength.

The intensity of the war has been raised to another level.

For these demigods, some of whose dependent wars are still in the cold weapon age, this kind of terrifying high-intensity war scene is enough to knock them into self-isolation on the spot.

With Han Fei's all-out attack, half of Li Yingji's high-quality undead army was wiped out in one fell swoop.

The entire array of corpse witches in the back row was wiped out.

The skeleton knights on both sides were bombarded by self-destructing springtails, and their formations were shattered into pieces. The number of surviving skeleton knights was less than 30 million.

At this time, they were facing an encirclement and suppression by alienated springtails and hydralisks. It was only a matter of time before all the casualties would be wiped out.

The largest cannon fodder skeleton army was ruthlessly bombarded by nearly 10 million self-destructing springtails.

It was directly cut down to nearly half of its size, and the skeleton mage hidden in it was the key target of the self-destructing springtails.

These skeleton mages holding white bone staffs are hidden in the skeleton army.

Under the Zerg's visual capture system that had been strengthened countless times, they were picked out one by one and then locked individually by the self-destructing springtails.

Then came the dive bombing of the self-destructing springtails. While killing the skeleton mage, the powerful explosion shock wave also killed pieces of ordinary skeletons around it.

After the explosion and high temperature dissipated, there were less than 800 million low-level skeletons left. Facing the coordinated advancement of the alienated springtails and hydralisk rifles, it could be said that they directly lost their ability to resist.

The only ones that still retain considerable combat effectiveness are the Skeleton Bat Legion in the sky. They are still fighting with the flying springtails at this time.

The Thunder Flying Dragon, which had taken some time off, still retained nearly half of its size in the interaction with the Corpse Witch.

Without hesitation, they flapped their wings to speed up instantly and plunged into the battlefield in the sky.

The Thunder Flying Dragon, which was over 20 meters in size and covered with thunder and lightning all over its body, was completely crushed when fighting against these skeleton bats, which were only over one meter in size.

With a larger size, stronger protection, and faster speed, there are less than 100,000 Thunder Dragons left.

After entering the chaotic battlefield of skeletal bats and flying springtails, you are like a tiger among sheep.

With the blessing of ultra-high speed, they did not need any extra movements to include the skeleton bats in their path.

Just hit them all the way, but almost all the skeleton bats that are touched will break into pieces and die if they touch them.

For a time, the casualty rate of Skeleton Bats began to rise rapidly after the arrival of the Thunder Dragon.

Li Yingji, who was stunned by Han Fei's all-out burst, had already gone blank when the corpse witch array was suddenly wiped out. After a long time, he slowly came back to his senses.

His demigod projection stood in the sky, his lips twitching, unable to utter a single word.

Looking at his family members who were being exterminated continuously on the battlefield, Li Yingji knew that he had been defeated, and it was an undisputed defeat.

At this moment, his face no longer had the original flamboyance, but instead looked pale.

This battle was like a basin of ice water poured down from his head. It calmed down his swollen self and at the same time, it also stepped into the 깊꺱 that he had always been proud of.

"Classmate…………,놖…………놖admit defeat…………."

As Li Yingji's intention of surrender spread to all directions, all the remaining undead in the battlefield slowly stopped their movements after he finished speaking.

Hearing Li Yingji's intention to admit defeat, the remaining undead in the audience gradually gave up their resistance and stopped moving.

Han Fei breathed out gently, which also touched the thread of faith and temporarily stopped the continued attack of the insect swarm.

According to Han Fei's usual habits, he would not stop easily if he was faced with another race.

But this time, he was facing the undead race. They had no meat, no equipment, no equipment. They were simply ridiculously poor.

The other party simply gave up resistance, showing full sincerity.

In addition, if he continues to fight, he will not gain anything.

We still have to face the second year, and there are still close to 1 billion undead relatives to counterattack.

Even though the insect swarm now has an absolute advantage, if the enemy on the opposite side attacks him, he will be beaten to death.

There is no such thing as a morale collapse in the emotionless army of the undead.

Continuing to fight is completely a choice that outweighs the gains and losses for the insect swarm that has already suffered huge losses in this war.

As a burst of golden light spots gathered in the air, Han Fei also showed his own demigod projection.

Han Fei watched with a calm face as Li Yingji's demigod projection slowly opened and said: "Retreat the dependent legions here to their own divine domain."

"놖I know that you still have scattered ordinary skeletons in the arena, so you won't be eliminated directly. Just go back and wait for the end of this game."