Chapter 441

Elf warriors and skeleton soldiers were fighting together. Every sword dancer and war dancer seemed to be in a deserted land, easily crushing the undead attack.

However, Lin Jin's undead army was still marching forward in an endless stream, seemingly endless.

Not just demons, but demon legions in general. A large number of demons have been drawn to this place, and a large number of demons are also involved in endless wars.

In the air, the Death Angel and the Great Demon kept killing enemies one after another, killing them faster than the elves.

Seven hundred thousand!

Eight hundred thousand!

Nine hundred thousand! one million!

High in the sky, Lin Jin was counting his undead army that had died in the battle. Since he joined the battlefield, his undead army has lost more than one million, and the number is still increasing.

What is the concept of millions of undead? The remains of these skeleton soldiers have covered the entire plain with a white wave.

With this number alone, from a distance, the vast ocean turns the surrounding area into a ghostland.

But on the other side, there are more waves of undead, coming here non-stop.

Lin Jin once again mobilized 1.5 million low-level undead to join the battlefield here.

From here we can see what kind of attacks the Holy Empire has suffered in recent times.

One after another, Lin Jin's undead heroes followed the demon to collect their corpses. He had nothing but cannon fodder, and there were countless of them.

Besides, it’s useless to have too many undead cannon fodder!

These cannon fodder cannot exert much power in the hands of ordinary undead heroes. Once Lin Jin is dispatched, the casualties will only be greater.

At the same time, they are not flying units, but infantry, and there are many restrictions.

If they can consume some at this time, their value can be considered to be fully realized.

Now on the battlefield, even because of Lin Jin's cannon fodder, the Yao Ling and the elves in the temple have become extremely troublesome.

Especially during the battle, the endless negative states gave these elves and temple warriors a huge headache.

Amid the onslaught of mid- to high-level undead here, the Templar Legion was retreating steadily.

Before I knew it, it was dark again.

But the glowing spirit continued to illuminate the entire battlefield like daylight.

The fighting never stopped, but became more intense.

The sounds of fighting and roaring that resounded throughout the world once again destined this to be another sleepless night.

"Fight, I want to see if you can kill me!"

Lin Jin looked at the battlefield in front of him. He was floating gently next to him. This was the Abyss Wither.

The Abyss Wither was still absorbing souls. It could be seen that dots were flying from all directions on the battlefield. Finally, Submerged in the shadows and disappearing.

This is just an appetizer.

Now more and more troops are being put in here. Once the war is over, the transformed corpses will also make Lin Jin's troops completely reborn. No matter how much cannon fodder there is, it will only be enough. It can consume the enemy's power, making it difficult to defeat the enemy in a real sense.

Lin Jin has a lot of cannon fodder now, but he also wants to consume all his cannon fodder and then transform it into mid-to-high-level undead.

Only in this way can his strength be improved. Improvement.

Especially now that there are still demons.

This means that no matter how much troops Lin Jin invests, he will definitely make a profit, and he will make a lot of money in the end.

For him, he hopes that the number of enemies will be larger!

"Damn it, how many are these undead!"

In the sky, Uriel looked at the battlefield here, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes became extremely solemn.

He originally thought that with so many high-level troops added, plus the power of the elves, they would be able to suppress it. Demons and undead.

But the number of demons and undead is too great. It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Even if they have many high-level soldiers, they cannot stop the continuous wave.

Moreover, the number of enemy's first-level soldiers is compared to There are more of them.

Because their troops are completely dispersed, it is difficult for them to focus their fire to kill the enemy's first-ranked troops. On the contrary, the enemy's first-ranked troops are constantly killing them.

Now it seems that their high-ranked troops are still They can hold on, but if the battle continues, their high-level troops will not be able to hold on.

The two sides are competing at this time to see whether Lin Jin will kill all their high-level troops first, or they will kill all Lin Jin first. Jhin and the devil's cannon fodder

"Prince Elnir, the night has had a great impact on the elves, and now the casualties of our elf warriors have begun to increase! The ammunition cart's arrows have been exhausted, and the hunter master's morale has begun to decline!"

"Should we retreat first?"

Here, the elf heroes also reported to Elnir one after another.

The fierce battle lasted for several hours, and it was still a pure battle. This also caused the casualties of the elves to continue to expand.

What is even more serious is that , the long-term battle has made the elves' combat effectiveness begin to decline.

The battle in front of them may not end at all for a while, and they must consider this.

"Send people to the Holy Empire to mobilize new ammunition trucks and replenish arrows! Keep fighting, the elves must not retreat!"

Elnier nodded with a heavy face.

It was precisely because he saw the power of the undead and demons that he became more determined now.

The elves must not allow the demons and undead to grow stronger.

Otherwise, once the sacred The empire is destroyed, and the Irollan Forest will also be attacked by the two.

"I don’t believe it, the army of the undead is endless!"

Elnier was also aroused by the undead. Now he wants to see if the undead in front of him are really endless.

If killing five hundred thousand is not enough, then kill another five hundred thousand!

If so, If it's not enough, then kill him a million, and then kill a million more!

On the ground, it seems that all the elves have been driven out of anger.

The elves are completely red-eyed, and they only see the enemy's figure in their minds. There is only fighting left in the world!

Life does not end, and the fighting does not stop!

They are now like turning into killing machines, they just want to kill all the enemies in front of them, but they see that the sword dancers and war dancers are like instinct, they can't He kept dodging the attacks of the undead, but then launched fatal attacks.

Under the dark night, with the flash of swords and shadows, the battle completely swallowed up everything.

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