Chapter 1688 Mission Failed

Sun Hao smiled, looked at the team behind him, and said, "You can't blame your mother. No matter how smart she is, she would never have thought that our Lan'er's name has resounded throughout the half-dead frost dragon world."

Gerlan chuckled.

Sun Hao didn't know how much capacity his first-grade purple gold belt could hold.

But the result of going all the way was that there were more and more admirers, and the team was getting bigger and bigger. Moreover, the warriors behind him all showed very neat fighting qualities and very sincere fighting state.

It was not until about three months after entering this world that Gerlan advanced forward for an unknown period of time. After the team behind him had as many as two thousand powerful warriors, he finally encountered the first batch of undead warriors who did not admire Gerlan.

A group of undead warriors wandering in the wilderness, like skeletons, launched an attack on the sacred witch Xiaolan team fearlessly. As a result, they were destroyed in the wilderness by the long-range attack of the team before they could reach the edge of the team, and were completely crushed into bone powder.

The great fighting power shown by the warriors made Gerlan smile from ear to ear, very proud.

Is there such a comfortable thing? Is there such a cool battle?

Gerlan pointed the formation basketball in his hand forward and shouted: "Charge, warriors, sweep the undead for me, let them go back to their hometown..."

The team continued to rush forward under the leadership of Sun Hao.

However, when they killed into a huge wilderness, strange things happened again.

The team found a group of archers who looked like skeletons but were shooting with bone arrows. When they were ready to launch a siege, the tallest skeleton actually knelt on the ground, and the soul fire on his forehead burst out with a prosperous message. Sun Hao and Gerlan also heard someone saying loudly: "Archer Ander admires the great reputation of the two adults and is willing to join the adults' team. Please accept me..."

Behind the two, the warriors who were preparing to fight were stunned.

Didn't the undead never have any emotions, never have any emotions, especially the low-level undead, didn't they never have any wisdom?

Why is it that there are admirers of adults now?

Gerlan covered his mouth and stared at the skeleton in front of him in a daze. After a while, he whispered to Sun Hao: "Xiaoshan, this is not right. Mother said that the undead are the mortal enemies of our witch tribe. They will fight to the death when they meet. But now, there are undead who admire my great reputation. Are you kidding me?"

Lan'er is a little cute, but that's mainly because her communication with the outside world is a little bit unsmooth, but she is not so stupid that she can't tell the enemy from me. She can't figure it out. There are undead who admire her.

Sun Hao can't figure it out.

This is also seriously inconsistent with the information Sun Hao saw in the witch tribe's collection place, and Sun Hao can't figure it out.

But Sun Hao knows that the only reason for this abnormal situation is actually the first-grade purple gold belt hidden in his forehead.

In the legend, there has never been a magical hero scarf that has never appeared and no warrior has ever obtained it.

Sun Hao knew that the first-grade purple gold belt absolutely overturned the entire Zhongxu's perception of the hero scarf. The undead race was the enemy and the synonym of the bad guys in the entire Zhongxu. Now they also admired the first-grade purple gold belt. The secret hidden in it is probably not easy to understand.

Blinking his eyes, Sun Hao whispered: "I didn't expect that our Lan'er's reputation has shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts cry. Even the undead race has to admire and admire..."

Gerlan blinked his eyes, with a little excitement on his little face, and said: "Xiaoshan, should I also accept such a hostile skeleton? Will there be any problems after accepting it?"

Sun Hao smiled and said: "Accept, definitely accept, if not, won't it hurt the passionate heart of the admirer?"

Gerlan chuckled and said loudly: "Accept, accept you, okay, you follow my team."

Behind Sun Hao and Gerlan's buttocks, there was an additional undead warrior, 46 skeleton shooters, all of whom were not weak in strength, all of whom were intermediate or above shooters.

The following process was very interesting. The team killed all the way forward, crushing the weak ones all the way, and the stronger ones began to join or partially join. They went further and further in the half-dead frost dragon world like a broken bamboo, and the team snowballed.

In the end, the team behind Sun Hao and Gerlan was divided into two distinct parts.

One part was composed of local indigenous warriors, with high morale and orderly advance and retreat; the other part was the undead team composed of undead warriors, all of which were some crooked melons, skeletons, zombies, bats, half-dead people, etc., and the team followed behind in a relatively orderly manner.

As the team grew, especially with the appearance of some zombies that did not move very fast, the speed of the entire team slowed down, but the combat methods began to diversify. Once they encountered resistance, the meat shields rushed forward, and a wave of arrows and spells came from the back, and they could basically handle it.

Sun Hao and Gerlan rejected a small group of zombie warriors they admired, and the result was that the zombies became angry and launched an attack, and were eventually wiped out.

After destroying the zombies, Gerlan apologized deeply: "Xiaoshan, I even killed my admirer. It seems a bit inhumane."

Sun Hao said with a smile: "Xiao Lan, those zombies are too slow. It's not appropriate to bring them into the team. Just chop them up. In fact, these guys are acting purely on instinct."

Gerlan was surprised: "No, since they are acting purely on instinct, why do they admire the great Gerlan?"

Sun Hao blinked his eyes and said calmly: "That means that our Lan'er's great reputation has resounded throughout the Half-Dead Frost Dragon Realm and has penetrated into the bones of any race in this world."

Gerlan chuckled, very proud.

Gerlan fought and stopped all the way, leading his team to roll forward like a snowball. In the other direction, the warrior team led by Gehrman had fallen into layers of bloody battles and layers of obstructions.

German's team brought five heroes, each of whom could bring in a thousand warriors. Together, they were a very powerful force.

When they first landed in the Half-Dead Frost Dragon Realm, they advanced very smoothly. In the direction they killed, the natives did not dare to block the way and hid far away, letting Gehrman's team pass.

After reaching the Undead Warriors area, the battle broke out.

The previous battles were one-sided, and the army crushed the enemy all the way, killing deeper and deeper.

This time, Gehrman mirrored the Half-Dead Frost Dragon Realm with a specific combat mission. The ultimate goal was to find the increasingly undead Frost Dragon and kill it. Otherwise, once the Frost Dragon completely became an Undead Dragon, the situation in the Half-Dead Frost Dragon Realm would deteriorate further, and it might even become an Undead Realm.

Gehrman's team was one of the best organized and most powerful teams of the Male and Female Witches in recent years. The tribe had high hopes for them, hoping that they could reach the Frost Dragon and slash it out.

If they could complete this combat mission, the tribe's rewards would definitely be indispensable.

Gehrman's army advanced all the way, but encountered more and more resistance. The Undead monsters who had no sense of pain, those warriors who only knew how to fight and could still kill even with incomplete bodies, surrounded and slashed Gehrman's team in three layers inside and outside.

German's powerful team advanced for a long time, and after killing countless undead warriors, the team members were gradually worn out. When the team arrived at the Holy Mountain of Ice and Snow where the Frost Dragon lived, there were only two thousand elites left.

Killing the Holy Mountain of Ice and Snow, perhaps because of the Frost Dragon, there was not much resistance at the foot of the mountain. When German was relieved and led the team to continue to advance, just halfway up the mountain, on an open ice field, a large number of black temples suddenly appeared, and a large number of vampire bats, transformed into undead vampire warriors, launched a crazy siege on the team.

German led the team and fought tenaciously. Unfortunately, the strength was partially suppressed and the number of warriors was insufficient. After only half an hour, German's team collapsed across the board. Everyone's mirror image, including German's mirror image, was defeated and disappeared from the half-dead Frost Dragon world.

Mission failed!

German counted the team dejectedly. (To be continued ~^~)