Chapter 201: The Fear of Being Dominated by Giants
Fireballs connected the undead and the charging Cyclops, and the trail of burning flames turned into a bond that pulled the two sides together.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, the shock waves that spread all around seemed to burn the air.

The swarm of Cyclops rushed forward with their heads down, causing the ground to tremble. The unforgettable hill that had been closed by the collapse began to shake and struggle.

All the Cyclops came out, and there were as many as 4 of them!
The undead's recent searches have squeezed their living space, or maybe they are simply angry, so the giants decided to teach these undead a lesson.

The trap was like a piano key that had been pressed hard, and the more the Cyclops ran, the angrier they became.

"Back off!"

The distance is safe enough, I guess.

"spread!"

The undead began to disperse, and now acted as bait to try to attract the four Cyclops that suddenly appeared, creating an output environment for their companions in the back.

The angry Cyclops put one arm in front of his face, allowing the flames to pierce his arms and chest, and then bloom like flowers.

The flying sparks are painting the air dim.

"Concentrate fire and attack!"

The Cyclops' health is steadily decreasing, and the dawn of victory seems to be just around the corner, if there is only one Cyclops.

No matter how far the two sides were, the Cyclops, who kept rushing forward madly, took big enough steps and eventually got in front of the undead. More than a dozen undead were turned into ashes the moment their bodies touched.

"Hit its legs!" But some undead also noticed that the Cyclops in the front was unstable because he was rushing around too fast.

When defeating a BOSS in a dungeon, the most important thing is to work together.

A group of small ants, who could be killed by the Cyclops with just a wave of their hands, successfully overturned the Cyclops with their own methods.

Boom, the ground shakes.

The fall of one Cyclops blocked the way for the three Cyclops behind it, so this narrow path was not completely useless.

"Are there any horses?"

"Fly a kite!"

If Lind were here, he would definitely shudder seeing this scene. What he is worried about is the undead's desperate and life-threatening attacks. No matter what world boss, powerful overlord, or sleeping god, they will only have a way to die in the crazy attack of the undead.

There will never be a BOSS that the undead cannot defeat. As long as there is a health bar, the gods will kill you for you to see. The so-called obstacles are only temporary.

Unless you can remain forever invulnerable and invincible, as long as the undead can see that one drop of your blood has been reduced, they will have the confidence to reduce all of your remaining blood.

In Star Dragon City, the pharmacists who were just about to relax for a while suddenly received requests to work overtime. Why are there still so many undead people changing their jobs to become spell wizards?

Even busier than them were the blacksmiths and the shop owners.

Arrows, traps, etc. are in great demand.

Although I don’t understand what happened, according to the lord’s original instructions, gold coins and points can indeed be used to purchase these things.

"If the adults see the undead people buying like this, they will probably be very happy." The blacksmiths wiped the sweat from their foreheads and smiled.

They are just the blacksmiths on the stage, the real production line is in Prey Town. Otherwise, it would be impossible for just a few of them to make up for the consumption of weapons resources of three or four hundred undead people.

“If the adults see the undead buying like this, ah…” Unlike the blacksmith who can only swing a hammer, the merchants gathered from various novice villages sighed.

There was probably no one in the entire Star Dragon City who understood Lind's "points", "gold coins" and "Star Dragon Stones" better than them. Although they racked their brains and still could not figure out what those things meant to the undead, it did not prevent them from understanding the most essential ideas behind Lind's series of operations.

Greater benefits, less effort.

It would be their dereliction of duty if they did not allow the undead to gain tangible benefits through points and gold coins.

In any case, the undead faced the four Cyclops who had chased out from the foothills of the Red Dragon Mountain and started their own kite battle.

Hundreds of undead formed a big circle on the running disaster horses.

The leaping flames and flying arrows fell on the Cyclops like a drizzle of rain.

The assassin sneaked up to set the trap and then disappeared.

The battlefield was out of control, and no one even knew when the war would end. They moved all the way south from the Unforgettable Hill east of the Red Dragon Mountain and moved the battlefield to the Trident intersection.

After several hours of hard struggle, with the sudden fall of a Cyclops, the undead people achieved a partial victory.

But in comparison, the Cyclops became restless. They killed for a long time before they realized why the number of enemies did not decrease. People kept dying, and then new people joined in soon after their deaths.

Every enemy is slippery and unyielding.

They no longer had any large stones to throw away as weapons, and they couldn't catch up with those guys on horseback, so the three Cyclops could only roar.

The battlefield shifted once again. Although the Cyclops had no way to deal with the undead who were determined to implement the "kite flying" strategy, the undead were also unable to do anything if they wanted to leave.

The flames obscured the view, disrupting the Cyclops's vision.

Although we were heading north, our direction had inadvertently deviated slightly.

"The Cyclops seems to be heading towards Star Dragon City, what should we do, brothers!"

"Fuck, there's such a good thing? Hurry up and drive the Cyclops over and let the NPC help us fight the monsters!"

……

On the other side, Stang and Xialuba, two legion commanders who had abandoned their human identities, had already assembled all the fighting power of the tribe.

These green-skinned men, who exude a stomach-churning and silly air, are not without flaws. They are too large to find suitable equipment, and many of them use primitive weapons.

"Tie it together with a stick and an iron block, you idiot! Like this!" Stang snatched the stick from a green man, and then picked up a rusty and barnacle-covered anchor in front of the other's angry chimpanzee gaze, and tied the sticky anchor and the stick together with a rope.

The two inconspicuous objects immediately turned into handy weapons that could smash a horse into mud in one blow. They were not beautiful enough, but wild enough, and his aesthetic taste began to become wild as well.

"What should we talk about now?" Xialuba turned his head and looked at the noisy mutant greenskins.

Even if they met Lord Leon, no, if they met Lord Leon, there would definitely be no conflict. They were extremely sure of this.

"Swear to Poseidon?" Stang grinned.

Although they have gained the power of the greenskins, it does not mean that they will really expand their faith according to the requirements of the sea god. This is inconsistent with their original idea.

Stay away from those gods! Then praise them from a distance. This is the survival wisdom of weak humans.

"Yeah, my blood is boiling!" Xialuba picked up his old helmet. The sophisticated armor that could cover his head has now become a small thing the size of a fist.

He casually crumpled his helmet into a ball of iron. At first, he was frightened by the undead attack and fled, but now they not only caught up with the undead in numbers, but also had more power. He really didn't know how to lose.

"Poseidon!" Xialuba raised the sword in his hand high, as if he was holding a one-handed sword, light but eye-catching enough.

"Poseidon!" Stang raised his fist and roared in response.

The confused greenskins also learned to shout at the top of their lungs.

The expedition started from the abandoned port to the upstream highlands, and then went straight to the city of Leon.

It would be better if there was no conflict. Perhaps they could go straight to the Snake Catcher's Fortress. No, the Snake Catcher's Fortress could be slowed down. Even Lord Leon was hesitating. There was no need for them to have a head-on conflict with those old nobles.

Imagine how else you could get to the east side of the tundra mountains.

Can it fly, or can it burrow underground?
The two felt that their brains were a little slow, and they wondered if this had anything to do with turning into greenskins. After shouting "Poseidon" again, they began to act.

They had been having a smooth journey since they left, without encountering any disasters or monsters. Apart from the soft, lifeless ground under their feet and the desolate surroundings, they had no feeling that they were in the end of the world, as if everything was still before the end of the world.

After several days of rapid travel, the greenskins left the Countercurrent Highlands and set foot in the wilderness of Lion Territory again. The scenes of previous collisions seemed to be still before their eyes.

Just like they didn't take the undead seriously at the beginning, when the undead's devastating attack came, all they could do was flee.

The pitch-black night enveloped the suddenly rising city walls in front of them. The cold cast-in-place rebuilt buildings and the huge city defense equipment that could be seen from a long distance made the greenskins subconsciously stop.

The city wall, which stood like a small hill, completely shattered their guesses.

How many days have passed?

The city of Leon is gone?
That’s right, the abyss curse on Lord Leon has already spread. It is normal for the city of Leon to be lost, but what if?

Their loyalty may not be strong, but they always have faith in Lord Leon's abilities.

"What should we do?" Stang, who used to do things in his own way, gradually developed the habit of throwing problems to others along the way.

The situation in Xialuba is not much better.

"attack?"

The greenskins can definitely break through that city wall, they are very confident about it, but there are still one or two hundred undead behind the wall. By then, the greenskin tribe will have suffered heavy losses and may not be able to hold on.

Just as they were thinking about the battle plan, the vibration of the ground attracted the attention of the greenskins. Three huge monsters took heavy steps and rushed towards the direction of Star Dragon City while being chased by a large group of people riding on disaster horses.

"do not move!"

The greenskins were prepared to remain in place. They had never seen a Cyclops in their lives. They seemed to be magical monsters that did not belong to this country, but the aura on them could not be faked.

A heroic Cyclops with thick skin and tough flesh.

No matter how slow-witted they were, they knew that it was time to sit back and watch the two sides fight.

The loud rumbling sound outside was also felt in Star Dragon City.

The heavy sound of the giant's feet and the chaotic sound of hundreds of horses' hooves running made people's skeletons ache.

The soldiers patrolling the city walls were the first to spot the Cyclops emerging from the south where the ground and sky meet, and the emergency alarm called all the soldiers into action.

Lance climbed up the city wall, holding an ice bow, and looked at the Cyclops that was rushing towards him like a tall building. On this day, he also felt the fear of being dominated by the giant.

The people on the city wall were so small that the strong and tall giants only needed to stand up straight to be parallel to them. The huge contrast in size made people subconsciously hold their breath, and their hearts felt so heavy that they couldn't breathe.

"Ready!" Lance quickly mobilized the soldiers.

The huge crossbow was swinging, and two people were operating it, one was aiming, and the other was placing the spear-like arrow on the crossbow.

They shook the machine quickly and used a small mechanism to pull the finger-thick bowstrings. The exaggerated tightening sound was like their stretched nerves.

boom!
One arrow after another pierced the Cyclops running in the front, and with the huge force, they successfully pierced the giant's forearm, chest and shoulders.

"Fuck, so powerful?" The undead who were still flying kites seemed to have discovered a new world. They didn't expect that the crossbows that had been used as decorations on the city walls, which the undead had downloaded from the Internet and then improved by NPCs, could cause damage comparable to that of a dozen undead fireballs.

It's a pity that the attack frequency is a bit slow.

The Cyclops finally rushed to the city wall and crashed into it with his tilted body. The wall tilted violently and almost collapsed. The messy rubble rushed into Star Dragon City like thunder.

Lance used his agility to steady himself and quickly drew the bow.

The cold air from the backlash of the curse quickly covered his arms and formed a pair of ice armors on his arms. Pulling the bow as far as possible and as fast as possible was already beyond the limit of his body's endurance.

The Cyclops was close at hand, and the bowstring burst into a storm.

Frost swept across the city walls, and the ground was covered with white frost and crystal thorns that grew wildly like branches, and quickly wrapped around the Cyclops's head that was leaning forward. Ice crystals formed huge icicles under the Cyclops' nose.

Faced with the threat of death, Lance, whose body had been frozen, could only watch as the angry Cyclops raised his arms and his clenched fist crushed towards him like a small house.

The light above was also blocked by darkness.

Darkness? Even though the fist was huge, it probably couldn't cover the sky.

"Roar!!"

An unsettling roar came from the sky.

Serin, who had just arrived in front of the city wall, raised her head first, and then countless people also looked up at the slender figure with wings spread in the sky.

The scarlet scales glowed with dazzling light.

That's a wyvern!
The slender red-scaled flying dragon, like a water snake, swam flexibly in the air, and after reaching above the Cyclops, it retracted its front wings and stabbed down like a sharp sword.

The dragon's mouth bit the Cyclops' raised fist, and the powerful bite and impact force suppressed the Cyclops's forward swing.

The wind pressure caused by its fall swept across the walls of Star Dragon City, almost blowing away the knights who were standing unsteadily on the walls.

The flying dragon was even longer than the Cyclops, and it used its powerful size to crush the Cyclops, knocking him to the ground. Its shaking head bit the Cyclops' arm, and blood splattered everywhere.

The Cyclops punched the dragon's head. This was destined to be a battle between giants.

But people soon discovered something else, and it horrified them.

There is a figure on the back of the flying dragon.

He was only wearing ragged rolled-up trousers, as if he had just walked out of a sea of ​​fire, and the intricate patterns blooming on his chest gave off an intoxicating mystery.

Linde Alman!
(End of this chapter)