Even though the city is prosperous, if you open up its underground tunnels and see rats swimming among the piles of garbage and dirt, it would be disgusting enough.
And the same is true for this old laurel tree!
It looked like it was growing on the swamp. Even if it was a little old, it was still a decent green and environmentally friendly plant. But when it looked like it was hidden under the mud and was revealed by Mo Fan using sequence magic, he vomited and fainted. I was so dizzy that I felt so sick that even breathing felt like my throat was filled with skeletons!
Those dead soldiers were not moving on their own, nor did they become undead.
They are indeed dead, but their bodies are stuck in the branches of the Skeleton Ghost Tree, and those leaf-bone claws are "hand-in-hand" letting them do the work of dragging people.
In other words, it was indeed these bone claws that grabbed the soldiers' bodies in the mud at first, making it impossible for them to pull them out.
But then these bone claws began to control the "corpse", letting the "corpse" catch people like a puppet, with greater strength and more freedom of movement.
The job of the hanging fly is to let the corpse rot into bones as quickly as possible so that it can match the essential attributes of the skeleton ghost tree as soon as possible.
Corpses still need to be taught by bone claws, and their movements are stiff and puppet-like, but after turning into skeletons, they become part of this skeleton demon, with 100% docking, perfect matching, and maximum control.
So the hanging fly is equivalent to the digestive system of this skeleton demon.
They are active near swamps with skeleton demons. As soon as they see a living creature stepping into the hole demon's territory, they immediately gather on the person's head to reserve a position.
People only know that the appearance of death flies means that death is not far away.
But I don’t know how people died, and what terrible things happened under the mud.
So the locals regarded the hanging flies as curses and black prophets... Who knew that these hanging flies were the murderer's gastric juices. When a person steps into this swamp, it is as if he is already in the murderer's stomach!
“Crack, click, click, click!!!!!!!”
The soldiers who had died not long ago had not much flesh left on their bodies.
The skeleton soldiers began to move again under the control of the leaves, sounding like hundreds of unpleasant metal drums beating.
The old laurel tree was turned upside down, and its true face was exposed in the air, but the demon obviously did not feel ashamed or panicked. Instead, it made those "skeleton puppets" "stare" at the federal soldiers!
Although the trap can make the enemy die in confusion, but now that the disguise has been torn, it is just a matter of force! !
The old osmanthus tree's bone body can be twisted, and it rotates like a base.
Those bones and branches were thrown away together, taking with them the skeleton soldiers who were pierced together.
White bones, bones with rotten flesh, bone claws that move freely, and hundreds of ferocious skeletons flying in front of them suddenly formed a whirlpool of skeletons! !
This picture is terrifying...
I don’t know why, but in Mo Fan’s eyes, it was more like hundreds of skeleton soldiers sitting on spinning Pegasus in front of him, enjoying themselves endlessly.
Mo Fan shook his head.
Probably because too many aunties and elder sisters on the Internet have been showing off their shameful girly hearts recently, so much so that Mo Fan felt that these skeleton ghouls also wanted to take a spin on Pegasus before they died...
Obviously, Mo Fan's calmness and open-mindedness are not something everyone possesses.
Many federal soldiers were already foaming at the mouth. What they saw was endless monsters. There was no magic star track in their minds. They were almost filled with these disgusting and dense skeletons! !
"I swear I never want to see this monster again in my life."
"I would never die to become part of this monster."
"Then use magic to kill it, otherwise the situation you two least want will happen."
The soldiers were in chaos, and they were in such a harsh swamp. Many of them even stepped into the swamp out of panic.
They get scared and run away.
They ran away and panicked, and finally fell into the quagmire. If they didn't climb out as soon as possible, they would be a family soon!
Mo Fan's upside down zone did not cover the entire swamp area.
It only reverses the position of the old laurel tree, and there is such a vast swamp around it.
If every old laurel tree represented a skeleton demon, then they would be in someone's lair now.
Running away is equivalent to bumping into someone else's dining room table.
Mo Fan's powerful magic can't stop his comrades from committing suicide, but facing this skeleton demon, they must show some real skills.
The chimpanzee officer was still roaring there, and always said the same thing: Anyone who retreats will be killed.
Unfortunately, even a machine gun he had now couldn't kill the fleeing soldiers. The fear of the swamp monster had made them lose their brains.
"How could such a monster lurk in this swamp close to the city?" Zhao Manyan said.
"What are we doing now?" Mo Fan asked.
"Let's fight."
"That's it. This is all a trick of the enemy." Mo Fan snorted coldly.
"A... trick?" Zhao Manyan's expression became even weirder and he said, "This is still a trick, this is a trump card!"
The chimpanzee officer subconsciously approached Mo Fan and the others.
The god Foris seems to be possessing these three stupid men of his, so it should be safe to get close to them.
"This thing is so scary. Most of it ran away before I even hit it," said the chimpanzee officer.
"There should be..." Mo Fan was about to answer when he suddenly saw a dull blue light shining in a swamp floating above the mire in front of him.
Mo Fan raised his eyebrows.
It seems to be the same as what I guessed.
"Let's go over there!" Mo Fan said to Zhao Manyan.
Mo Fan stepped into the quagmire and used earth magic to form a rock flake under his feet similar to a surfboard.
Sliding and shoveling forward in the quagmire, Mo Fan looked as cool as if he was among a group of bones.
We arrived at a swamp, covered with moss as thick as dirt.
Mu Bai stood there, using ice chains to restrain a man wearing black mud-colored clothes.
This man wears a brown turban, indicating that he is a member of the brown rebels.
He also held a skull scepter in his hand, which was shaped more like a skull demon tree. It seemed that he was the one who allowed this extremely terrifying monster to appear in this swamp, so that it could be used unnoticed by ghosts. of killing Union soldiers! !
"Necromancer?" Zhao Manyan stared at the man in the brown turban and asked in surprise.
"Hahaha, there are people with brains in the Federation." The Necromancer laughed without any sign of panic.
"We saw through your trick." Mu Bai said.
"I have killed nearly 4,570 federal soldiers. Counting all of you, I can reach the 5,000 mark. Sure enough, only the war years are the bright spring for the necromancer." The necromancer said excitedly.
(End of chapter)
