Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

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Two hours later...

Suddenly!

In an instant, Fang Heng opened his eyes wide.

Sirius was staring intently at Fang Heng.

Had he succeeded?

The Empress's will!

"Whoosh!!!"

In the next moment, Sirius realized that his neck was firmly gripped by Fang Heng.

Fang Heng coldly glared at Sirius and said in a low voice, "Sirius, are you trying to fool me?"

Sirius's face turned deathly pale, as if struck by a heavy blow. Looking at Fang Heng, his face immediately showed extreme fear.

What was going on?

Why hadn't the Empress's will managed to purge Fang Heng's will? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Why hadn't it even merged with his?

"You... How did you...?"

Nearby, Kotal and Rio were both startled by Fang Heng's actions. They cautiously looked toward him.

Fang Heng noticed their gazes, then turned his cold stare back at Sirius and said, "For betraying the Empress, your soul will be obliterated here and now."

As he spoke, Fang Heng's form shifted into his God of the Underworld appearance.

A ghostly blue flame flickered in his hand.

"No! No!!!"

"Whoosh!!!"

In an instant, Sirius's soul was burned to nothing.

[Hint: The player has killed a special character-Sirius. The player's friendship with some characters has changed.]

Fang Heng slowly released his grip, returning to his human form. He turned his head and looked toward Rio and the others.

"Apologies, there were some internal issues within the Empress's old faction. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

Rio could tell what had happened between the two but wisely chose not to press further.

It was an internal conflict within the Empress's old faction. As outsiders, they wouldn't interfere.

Tal asked, "Fang Heng, you've successfully found the Empress's will. Can we now collect on your promise?"

Fang Heng thought for a moment and nodded, "Of course. I've always kept my word."

"Good. When can we leave?"

"Anytime. We can leave now."

As he spoke, two Bone Dragons circling in the air descended and landed on the ground.

Fang Heng lightly tapped his foot on the ground and stepped onto one of the Bone Dragons' backs, signaling for the others to board.

"Please."

"From the information General Rio received earlier, the various empires in the death realm have formed a series of joint alliances to resist the spread of the Disaster. The Vanni Empire has established a defensive line in the Corrupted Bone Swamp area. This is where we will join forces with the Vanni Empire."

Tal conversed with Rio for a moment and then turned back to Fang Heng, continuing to translate, "General Rio will be going there for reinforcement. We hope to borrow the Bone Dragons you recruited from the Dragon Grave Mountain to join the battle."

"Of course. I can take you all there."

Upon hearing this, Tal's heart skipped a beat.

...

Half an hour later, Fang Heng controlled two groups of 24 Bone Dragons, accompanied by a team of 80 people, including Rio, and they sped toward the Corrupted Bone Swamp area.

Rio's team was made up of elite soldiers from the Empire.

However, even these elite soldiers had never experienced such a spectacle before.

Using Bone Dragons as mounts?

It was something they could never have dreamed of!

The undead faction's aerial units were scarce, meaning their airborne capabilities were quite limited.

But with Bone Dragons, they could gain a massive advantage when facing the Disaster!

Fang Heng was also calculating in his mind.

At present, there were a total of 31 Bone Dragons.

He would take 24 of them to the battlefield, while the remaining Bone Dragons, along with his zombie clones, would stay behind to capture new Bone Dragons.

That was the sustainable way forward.

The Bone Dragons flew at extreme speed through the air, much faster than Fang Heng's bat form, greatly shortening the travel time.

First, they would assess the Disaster and see what kind of situation they were dealing with.

At least, according to the descriptions from the Dark Clan, the power of the Disaster seemed to rival that of the Empress in her prime.

Meanwhile, the higher-ranking instructors of the undead council, observing through the mirror, watched the Bone Dragon swarm in the sky with excited expressions.

Shi Lipeng's eyes were filled with longing.

The Bone Dragons could indeed be controlled by humans!

He had just privately asked Ji Xiaobo about the specifics of this skill.

It had already been confirmed that Fang Heng's Bones' summoning skill could be used in other game worlds.

This meant that the undead faction now had a powerful fighting force made up entirely of Bone Dragons!

No matter where they were deployed, this would become an overwhelming force of intimidation!

Ji Xiaobo's face was filled with smug satisfaction.

A mere Empress, nothing special.

Once Mr. Fang figured out how to unite the death realm, he would establish an empire of his own and play around with it.

...

The death realm, Corrupt Bone Swamp region.

A pungent, foul stench hung in the air.

A united army composed of several death realm empires gathered here to form a defensive line.

The Disaster forces were overwhelming.

When the major forces of the death realm faced the threat of life and death, they were finally able to temporarily set aside their differences and cooperate.

However, the power of the Disaster was so great that simply halting its advance had become an incredibly difficult task.

The commander of this war effort, Tigranth, stared at the battlefield map on the table, his brow furrowed.

The Disaster creatures were adept at climbing in specialized terrain, and the swampy conditions of this region were the best advantage they could find.

From what he could see, the Disaster's greatest strengths were its formidable self-regeneration abilities, the extra damage it could deal to souls, its corruptive powers, its ability to manipulate the aura of death, and its overwhelming breeding capacity.

All Tigranth could think of at the moment was to hold this advantageous position, fortify their defenses, and hope to slow the enemy's advance.

But when it came to attrition, they were completely outmatched by the Disaster.

In fact, Tigranth had gradually come to realize that the Disaster's control over death had only grown stronger since their first encounter.

"Commander!"

The captain of the escort team hurried into the camp, his face full of excitement, "Our reinforcements have arrived!"

"Mm?"

Tigranth glanced at the captain in confusion.

It was just a reinforcement that had arrived, and it would not play a decisive role in the battle. Was it really necessary to be this excited?

Or was it that this time, the number of reinforcements was unusually large?

"Is it a large force...Have Veda expand the camp..."

"No, no, it's not that. It's the Bone Dragons! Commander! It's the Bone Dragons!" The captain could no longer contain the excitement in his heart. "Commander, you should come and see for yourself."

Bone Dragons!

Tigranth's heart skipped a beat. He quickly followed the captain out of the camp.

"Let's go! We must see this for ourselves!"

Outside the camp, soldiers of the Dark Clan gathered in numbers, all eyes turned toward the distant sky where a thick, gray-white mist hung ominously.

Massive figures began to emerge from the mist, gradually materializing into shapes.

Bone Dragons!

Tigranth squinted his eyes.

That oppressive aura of power...

Yes, it was unmistakable!

Adult dragons, even the Dragon Clan, could release continuous pressure with their aura, their very presence demanding submission.

But the Bone Dragons, being the skeletal remains of the Dragon Clan, reborn through the influence of the death realm's aura, had released much less coercive pressure compared to living dragons. Their power was diminished, for they were mere echoes of the living, their vitality long gone.

However, the sight of more than twenty Bone Dragons gathered together had still been awe-inspiring.