Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.1: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
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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