国产激情一区二区三区

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Fang Hao suddenly woke up, startling the few people guarding him.

The infantrymen immediately drew their weapons and assumed combat

stances.

Their eyes were warily fixed on the well shaft.

With one hand, Anjia effortlessly jumped onto the back of the giant lizard, steadying a panic-stricken Fang Hao. “What happened?” she asked.

“The Skeleton Sparrow is dead,” said Fang Hao.

“What enemy, did you get a clear look?”

“I saw it, a mud monster!”

The monster in the jar killed the Skeleton Sparrow face-to-face. In the last moment, Fang Hao managed to get a clear look at its name.

Filthy Mud Monster (Tier 9).

The mud had become a monster.

This world was weirder than ‘Journey to the West’. How could mud possibly become a monster?

“What on earth?” Anjia didn’t understand.

“It’s a Filthy Mud Monster, a tier 9 type of soldier,” Fang Hao explained again.

“What is that?” Anjia had never seen nor heard of it before.

At this moment, Demitrija walked over and explained, “It’s a type of mud monster, created by energy disturbances. They typically stay in dark, damp places to multiply, feeding on dissolvable creatures. It’s tough to deal with.” It seemed Demitrija had some understanding of these creatures.

“Can our people kill it?” asked Fang Hao.

He wasn’t interested in how it was formed he could figure that out later. What he needed to consider right now was whether they could handle it.

“It’ll be difficult. Due to the characteristics of the mud monster, melee combat will be ineffective. Our soldiers are likely to suffer casualties,” Demitrija analyzed.

Demitrija, an orange hero, was giving such an assessment to a lowly monster; this said a lot about this mud monster. It was not as simple as its name suggested.

“What about ranged attack?”

“That would be significantly more effective than cutting and hacking, Demitrija nodded solemnly.

All the heroes present had rich combat experience, a quality that could not be matched by Fang Hao’s petty wits.

Since Demitrija had said that close combat would lead to casualties, Fang Hao decided he would call in some ranged forces instead.

Besides, the current arrangement of his forces was not his preferred battle style.

He still preferred to crush the enemy with overwhelming numbers. “Alright, let’s head back to the fortress first,” Fang Hao immediately ordered.

The team left the village and headed back to the fortress.

Fang Hao once again used God’s Presence to possess one of the Skeleton

Warriors in the main city and began to tally the number of people.

The continuous transformation of corpses in the Skeleton Conversion Field in the past few days had pushed the stationed population in the mam city to over 600,000 people.

He summoned 30,000 archers, 20,000 undead mages, and 50,000 melee soldiers.

After defeating the mud monster, these 100,000 soldiers would be stationed in the fortress and wouldn’t need to return to the main city.

Half an hour later, the undead army arrived at the fortress.

“Anjia, Demitrija, change your appearances, we don’t want to be noticed by the villagers nearby,” Fang Hao instructed.

Even if the local humans spotted the undead army, they would likely run away in fear.

However, if Anjia or Demitrija were recognized, it would be difficult to explain, potentially causing various troubles.

“Alright.” Both of them agreed, throwing on gray cloaks.

Demitrija’s cloak was larger than Anjia’s in order to hide his massive tail. “Alright, let’s set off,” Fang Hao commanded, returning to the headquarters of the fortress, using God’s Presence and following the troops.

Before long, the army arrived back at the village.

The scene was as they had left it in the morning, nothing had changed. “Demolish any obstructive houses and fences,” Fang Hao ordered once again. The Skeleton Trolls swung their battle axes, reducing the basic houses to ruins in a few thumps, allowing everyone to clearly see the well shaft.

All the soldiers were arranged according to the plan, ready to commence battle. Fang Hao changes the target of ‘God’s Presence’, controlling the gray sparrow to retreat back into the crevice in the well.

This time he doesn’t look at the mouth of the jar, he just charges forward.

He knocks over the pottery jar directly.

The jar falls to the ground, shattering with a crack.

A puddle of gray, thick, sticky black slime inside the jar begins to wriggle slightly.

After a brief moment of confusion, it hurries toward the gray sparrow, the perpetrator of the destruction.

At the mouth of the well, the gray sparrow bursts out.

Everyone is nervously watching the opening. If the mud monster doesn’t come out, they’ll have to start digging the ground.

Suddenly.

The crevices between the bricks at the mouth of the well begin to moisten from the water stains.

Viscous black mud emerges from the cracks at the mouth of the well, bit by bit it merges into a large, writhing, rolling humanoid made of mud.

Like a wax figure melting at a high temperature, large globs of mud continually fall off and regather.

“Attack!” Fang Hao calls out without any hesitation.

If it weren’t for the mud being difficult to attack while it’s in the crevices, he would have ordered the attack sooner.

Now it isn’t too late, after he gives the order.

Those who have long been positioned start initiating their attacks.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of arrows whistling through the air is like a fleet of warplanes flying by-

Accompanied by a roaring sound.

Tens of thousands of magic spells and arrows launched a crazy attack on the mud monster at the center.

The scene is grand and somewhat daunting.

Demitrija stands aside, swallowing hard.

Even he, a Tier 8 hero with an orange aura, would probably be instantly turned into ashes in the face of such a dense attack.

Boom!

Magics and arrows densely hit the just formed mud monster.

Thump.

With a muffled sound, the form of the mud monster instantly bursts, mud spraying like raindrops.

The small lumps of scattered mud still squirming on the ground, the next second, start slithering like snakes, rushing toward the rear troops.

Filthy Mud Monster Variant (Tier 5)

The name of the mud monster changes, and its rank is also downgraded.

The small mud monsters wriggle their bodies, rolling over grass, coins, and debris on the road.

While attacking nearby enemies, their bodies gradually enlarge as they gather more material.

“Focus on killing the enemies around you first.” Fang Hao shouted.

Anjia and Demitrija also issue the same orders.

Magics and arrows once again converge to attack the approaching mud monsters, killing them all.

But those that have grown larger and have reached a certain size.

Will still explode again, splitting into countless mud monster variants. If Fang Hao didn’t have that many troops, it would be quite hard to completely kill these mud monsters.

Even if the nearby city sent an army to struggle against them, it would be hard to kill them and it could even cause the mud monsters to keep expanding, threatening the nearby villages and cities.

The battle went on for over an hour, and the mud monster finally dissolved into a puddle of water stains.

But the village is gone, it was as if the whole village had been bombed, leaving it in ruins.

“Is it dead?” Fang Hao looked at Demitrija.

The latter nodded slightly and said, “The mud monster’s intelligence is not high so if it didn’t continue its attack, it must be dead.” “That’s good then.” Fang Hao also sighed in relief.

He did do a good deed for the nearby villagers.

“Alright, everyone start cleaning the battlefield and collect all the usable arrows.”

The skeletons started to clean the battlefield.

Fang Hao and the other two then went to the well, looking down into it. The water in the well remained calm, with no changes inside the well. “Bring the rope ladder over and let’s widen that hole a bit.”