Chapter 305 Pseudo-Saint Rank(1/2)
Chen Feng, Mosang and Kalin hovered outside the jungle of the Dead, in the air fifty miles away.
The three of them were all filled with lingering fear.
His eyes were directed towards the jungle of the dead.
At the edge of the dead jungle.
Yellow fog rolled and surged out.
The speed is extremely fast.
At this moment, at this moment.
Huang Wu's speed was almost half faster than Chen Feng's speed at full speed.
Directly in front of the yellow fog.
There were countless undead creatures running wildly, and they all wanted their parents to give them two less legs and were running wildly.
What a pity.
After all, I'm just doing useless work.
At the speed of yellow fog.
How can they escape?
In a blink of an eye, countless undead creatures were swallowed up by the yellow fog.
For a moment.
Near the jungle of the dead.
In the Forgetchuan City, the army of undead in the Corpse King City, all consciousnesses were wiped out and turned into unconscious undeads, slowly moving towards the depths of the dead jungle.
A little later.
The yellow fog paused ten miles away from the jungle of the Dead, and finally suddenly gathered and went deep into the jungle of the Dead.
It comes fiercely.
Go faster.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow fog disappeared without a trace.
It's like nothing happened.
But.
Chen Feng understood that the outbreak of the yellow fog caused countless losses to the dead creatures.
Thinking of this.
Chen Feng's pupils narrowed slightly.
"You guys say that this time the yellow fog broke out, how many people have been lost in Corpse King City and Wangchuan City?"
Mosang looked scared: "Fortunately we ran fast, otherwise we would be the same as them and our consciousness would be wiped out."
"Next time, I won't come to the Dead Jungle if I kill you." Kalin also looked frightened.
"Hey, what are you talking about!"
"What are you talking about?" Chen Feng turned his head and looked over, his eyes were not kind.
"I think about it..." Mo Sangcha laughed, suppressed his fear and relieved his mood. This is what he said: "According to what we know, there are almost stationed near the Dead Jungle, including the Corpse King City and the Wangchuan City, and more than half of the Dead Army. This time the yellow fog broke out, I am afraid that both cities will be seriously damaged."
Chen Feng nodded.
For this kind of news.
These two local snakes are still a bit reliable.
Even if they say more than half of it, it will definitely not be much worse.
This time.
All died in the jungle of the dead.
So……
After thinking about it, Chen Feng's pupils suddenly lit up, and then he asked anxiously: "You said that the undead creatures in the place of birth have detonated the fog in the jungle of the dead, what is their purpose?"
Mosan shook his head.
After thinking about it, Kalin guessed, “Is it hatred?”
According to what the two said.
The forces in the birthplace are those who have been fighting against Wangchuan City and the Corpse King City for many years.
There is hatred.
It seems to be a normal thing.
but.
Chen Feng didn't think so. It was just a cause of hatred and would not have such a big move. This was not a thousand or eight hundred undead creatures, but hundreds of thousands of undead creatures.
I thought for a moment.
Chen Feng whispered to himself: "Is it for the treasures in the underworld?"
"Or it was to destroy two cities?"
"It seems all possible."
...
When I heard this.
Mosan chuckled and shook his head: "Although I don't know their purpose, it's definitely not to destroy the two cities."
"Why?"
"Because they can't be the opponents of the two city lords. Even if the undead army in the two cities is dead, even if they occupy two cities, they cannot kill the two city lords. If these two people want to escape, they will not be able to keep them at all."
Chen Feng was puzzled.
Mosan continued to explain: "The king level is terrible. I think people from the birthplace should have some understanding and will never do such stupid things."
"That's so strong at the king level?" Chen Feng was a little afraid to believe it.
Mosan continued, "Strong, terriblely powerful."
"Not to mention ten or eight commanders, even a hundred or eighty commanders, they are simply impossible to be opponents under the explosion of king-level undead creatures."
Regarding this.
Chen Feng held a skeptical attitude.
Mosang was a little unhappy: "Don't believe it. This is not what we think, but the records in the family. Even when we enter the undead world, the elders of the family will almost warn us that in the undead world, we can fight against any undead, but we must never fight head-on with the king level. This is a matter of ten deaths."
Aside.
Carlin cooperated and nodded: "It is true. My father personally explained this when I entered the undead world."
The two were very sensible.
Chen Feng couldn't help but believe it a little and asked, "Where are they strong?"
Mosan and Kalin looked at each other.
at last.
Kalin took over the topic and explained: "In a sense, there is actually no such level as the king level. To be honest, this king level should be called the false holy level, so it is extremely powerful."
"Pseudo-Saint Level?" Chen Feng was extremely curious.
Whether it is the past life or the present life.
For the holy rank.
What Chen Feng knows is very limited, and the information he gets is just a game forum in his previous life.
but.
One thing is undeniable.
The holy level is very strong.
To a terrible level.
Players in the entire divine realm can successfully advance to the holy level, which is less than one ten thousandth of the whole.
Many players.
In fact, they are all stuck at the fourth level, including Chen Feng.
It is said.
The holy level and the ordinary fourth-level profession are two different levels of existences, which are quite terrifying.
And the power they use.
To be continued...