Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Skeletons rushed at Shule’s city walls like roaring waves.
Even though their relentless charge often only left shattered bones behind, they still showed no inclination to retreat.
The soldiers and the mages on the city walls were so frantic that one could almost see the afterimages of their movements. They were afraid that one misstep would result in the sea of skeletons crashing down on them.
“Say, my grandson…” Miazova watched the scene speechlessly. “Are you intending to use those skeleton soldiers to forge a path ahead?”
The Tibetans had claimed the upper hand thus far, having destroyed tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers without suffering a single casualty, but…
One could tell from how the remains of the defeated skeleton soldiers gradually formed a slope before the city walls that the Tibetans were in for a tough time.
Miazova could imagine the skeletons pouring into Shule once the ashes stack up to the height of the city walls. Once the dam began to leak, more holes would appear, faster than they could be plugged up, until the blockade was finally torn down.
“That’s why I told you that nothing can stop an undead army once it reaches a certain scale!” Shu Yichao said gleefully. “No race can rival the undead in the late game.”
“That’s because the enemy hero fled,” Miazova scoffed, pouring a bucket of cold water on Shu Yichao. “If the enemy hero was still around, your undead army would have struggled quite a bit.”
Miazova could tell even from a distance away that Asudo was a hero-class mage.
Hero-class warriors, due to their lack of large-scale AOE attacks, struggled against players who spammed low-cost, weak troops like Shu Yichao. Chances were that they would be worn down before they could bring down all the enemies.
However, the same couldn’t be said about hero-class mages, who could easily obliterate an entire field of them with a single spell. They were the perfect counter against such a play style.
“It’s weird now that I think about it. Why did that mage suddenly flee?” Miazova murmured contemplatively
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