Chapter 383: Abyss Set
The battle to retake the fortress continues, and the front half has been cleared out by the undead.

Most of those stationed here are logistics troops, and their combat effectiveness is not strong.

The second batch of undead arrived and built a new stronghold with the Disaster Executioner's Fortress as the origin.

Thousands of people gathered here.

After taking the resistance drug, the undead can move in the black slime, but after the body is trapped in it, the movement speed slows down.

Even if there is resistance medicine, it is useless. If you stumble forward in waist-deep mucus, the corruption bar will soon be filled up.

The undead people can only retreat and take the long view.

The Gate of Morpheus has completely become a material transfer station and the last gateway of defense, leaving Crystal Mage, Doris, Miko and other logistics personnel who are not good at fighting to guard it.

Win Raven stood beside Lind.

"Is there nothing you can do?" She looked at the door.

She could cross it, but she couldn't carry so many people across.

"Yes, but I don't have to worry about it."

In a world of complete freedom and no restrictions, Lind doesn't think he should deprive the undead of their "fun of the game".

"What are they doing?" Wen asked.

"A game of cutting corners to build a bridge," Lind replied.

"what?"

"Anyway, this is one of their pleasures." Lind looked at the festering exiles who followed Boyd. They wore uniform iron hoods and looked at the fortress with eyes full of memories, but after seeing Lind, there was only awe and fear in their eyes.

The undead did not see the scene that night, which was comparable to a small volcanic eruption, but they saw it with their own eyes.

Even the Iris Knights of the past could not inflict such terrifying power.

"Continue to make resistance medicine. Don't worry, I will help you cure the curse." Lind said.

The exiles led by Boyd are frantically producing resistance drugs here.

William needs to issue tasks, allowing the undead to explore and pick up materials at the same time.

It didn't take long for the undead to cross the black viscous liquid. They went out and cut down a few redwood trees. They tried to lay them down first, but when they found that they would sink to the bottom, they changed their strategy and directly stood the tree trunks up, and then let the archers shoot the arrows tied with ropes to the other side.

The walls are magically protected from climbing, but that's not a problem inside the fortress.

They can just use the zip line to get there, and the way back is also very simple: commit suicide.

This time they were lucky and did not encounter the situation of "the door cannot be opened from this side". This is the back of the fortress, so it has to be opened from this side.

Dense crowds of undead stood at this end, watching the mechanism turn and the door click open.

Everyone had an expectant smile on their face.

Now, the war to retake the fortress is about to begin!
The gate that blocked their view opened, and a scene completely different from the one inside the fortress gate suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Farthest ahead was a strange living building, which looked like some kind of mollusk-like organic creature, covering half of the fortress castle. Its slippery and sticky surface had countless fist-sized holes, and it vibrated slightly, as if it could breathe.

A messy fungal carpet grows on the ground.

The blackness contrasted sharply with the white and gray bricks of the castle.

The spider-web-like tangled black veins that connect the buttresses and stone pillars are like the blood vessels of a living creature, while on the eaves, corners and other places there hang huge, tear-shaped, wriggling black balls that look like bags filled with water.

The space here is very huge. Compared with the fortress in front of it, which can be circled twice in half a day, it is more like the real body of a city.

There were countless messy swords stuck in the ground along the way, leaning crookedly, reminding the undead people of the swords they had seen at the snakeman outpost. Later, Lind's army inherited this tradition.

If people hope to obtain eternal peace after death, their bodies must return to the flames. If the war is too intense to build tombstones in time, their swords will serve as their tombstones.

A strange sound came out, like some kind of war song, or more like a death song.

[Abyss Scavenger, lv25]

[Life: 3000/3000] A soldier holding a torch and wearing a pointed steel helmet staggered out. It did not look like an exile or a zombie, and most likely maintained its human appearance.

From the equipment, it can be seen that it was originally a combat unit.

The scavengers who were unable to undertake the task of attacking the abyss were inferior to the "Iris". The undead did not take them seriously. Even if they were level 25, they were just a group of low-intelligence walking dead.

Unexpectedly, he was surprised by the opponent's superb swordsmanship as soon as they started fighting. The scavenger was a well-trained soldier in his life. Although he was not qualified to fight on the front line of the abyss, the enemies they had to face were not weak at all.

Killing companions who have become abyssal is an equally difficult task.

A large number of [Abyss Scavengers] poured out, and they instinctively formed a line and fought with the undead.

Facing the scavengers, whose attributes are not inferior to their own and whose methods are equally numerous, the undead have no advantage at all. What's more terrifying is that the scavengers are good at fighting in groups, and their fighting style is completely designed to be the enemy of humans.

When the undead try to distance themselves, the scavengers immediately attack with ranged weapons, such as spears, crossbows, etc.

When the undead are about to launch a charge, the scavengers will immediately form a shield wall for defense, and quickly disperse after the undead approach, using a small team to encircle and quickly eliminate them.

"It's over, we turned into monsters and were killed by them!" I complained as I caught Pikachu after coming out of the resurrection point again.

They were trapped in front, and the distance between them and the building that looked wrong never got closer.

What's worse is that the killed scavenger will be resurrected soon and stand up with full health.

There are undead people on both sides, and it is impossible to kill them all.

They had no choice but to fight their way back into the battlefield. There was a massive fight, but not a single drop of blood was seen.

It was exciting at first, but then the mechanical killing made them feel more and more boring, and nothing was gained.

I caught Pikachu rolling to avoid a string of arrows, and the arrows stayed where he had just stood, with trembling feathers.

He seized the opportunity, rushed forward quickly, and chopped the opponent hard.

The poor "reality" forced them to consider the reaction force when attacking. If they couldn't cut the enemy in half like chopping a haystack, the reflected force might take the sword away from his hand.

But this time he was lucky. He happened to insert the sword into the gap of the scavenger's neck and then easily chopped off the opponent's head.

"Huff!" My heart was pounding when I caught Pikachu. When he received the warning, he realized that he had unknowingly retreated into the black sticky liquid.

The scavenger's body also fell into the water and was quickly swallowed up.

Looking at the helmet in my hand, I was stunned to find that I had caught Pikachu.

[Abyssal Scavenger Helmet: A scavenger wandering in the world, following the mission of destroying the abyss. Even in death, he never forgets his duty. After wearing it, the damage you receive will increase, physical defense +15, magic defense +3, fire resistance +5, lightning resistance +2, abyssal resistance +2]

Unlike enchanted equipment, that stuff needs maintenance and re-enchantment every once in a while, but this doesn't seem to require that.

Just then, another scavenger swooped down towards me. This time, I caught Pikachu and aimed at the opponent's neck, and successfully stabbed it in exchange for injury.

With one hand he grabbed the potion and gulped it down to restore his blood, while with the other hand he stabbed wildly, to see who had the thickest health bar!

When he killed the opponent again and took off the scavenger helmet, the completely different properties made his eyes light up.

“Yes!”

Not only the helmet can be brushed, but also the armor on the body can be stripped off.

But there were many with a durability of 0, which was equivalent to bulky scrap metal, and in the end he only got a helmet and leg armor.

When I caught Pikachu and changed into the Abyss Scavenger Suit, which had significantly higher attributes, the killed Scavenger had already staggered to its feet.

However, all its weapons and equipment had been stripped away, so it could only attack with its bare hands.

"Go to hell!"

I caught Pikachu looking excited. He wanted to complain about Lind before, but now he thinks he is wrong.

Did Lind deliberately let the undead use their lives to explore the way and see the enemy situation inside the fortress? Did he want to sell resistance medicine and squeeze our hard-earned military merits? Obviously not!
This is for us to get the Abyss Set!

Lao De, touched!
(End of this chapter)