Chapter 1912 Strength

The Flood Dragon Race also possessed an extremely powerful life recovery ability!

Apart from that, there were scales on the exterior and water elemental flowing armor for absorption, making their defense ability very strong!

What was even more terrifying was their brute force.

The Flood Dragon Race relied on brute force to cut a b.l.o.o.d.y path through the zombie team!

However, that came to an end when facing the zombie clone.

Fang Heng noticed that the Flood Dragon Race did not use any elemental attacks during the battle.

Therefore, other than the Flood Dragon Race's leader who had a one-hit-kill special skill, the other Flood Dragon Race warriors were unable to completely kill the zombie clone!

With the advantage of being unkillable, the zombie team was almost invincible!

Soon, as the Flood Dragon Race went deeper into the zombie team, the first Flood Dragon Race warrior fell under the siege of the zombie clone. More and more Flood Dragon Race warriors were surrounded and devoured by the zombies.

At first, the young Patriarch Abdallo did not react. He only felt that the charging team was getting slower and slower as if they had fallen into a quagmire. When he finally realized that the situation was not good, the 2,000-plus Flood Dragon Race warriors he led were already trapped in place by a large number of zombie creatures.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

What was even more terrifying for the Flood Dragon Race warriors was that the corpses of their fallen comrades began to rot at an extremely fast and strange speed. From the decaying corpses, dense and terrifying fleshy coc.o.o.ns emerged.

[Hint: Player's zombie clone (Mutated Infected Body) has dealt 365 scratch damage to the Flood Dragon Race warrior. Damage was reduced to 175 after receiving the scale armor. Blessed by water-elemental, absorption 150 damage, actual damage caused is 25 points...]

[Hint: The player's zombie clone pa.s.sive skill, 'Mutated Infected Body' has taken effect. The player has consumed additional energy points and obtained a total of 29 zombie clones (Mutated Infected Body).]

Good heavens, their defense was so strong that normal zombies' attacks almost couldn't break through!

Fang Heng glanced at the game notification and was rejoicing when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Huh?

He was shocked.

Fang Heng swiftly scrolled through the game notifications again, and his irises constricted.

What was going on?

29?

Killing a Flood Dragon Race warrior had sp.a.w.ned so many mutated infected zombies?

Speaking of which, based on previous experiences, the quant.i.ty of newly summoned zombies through the Mutated Infection Skill was linked to the strength of the corpse.

In the past, he could only summon up to 10 Mutant Infected zombie clones at the expense of additional energy points.

But just now, there were 29 zombie clones being created.

Furthermore, they were only normal warriors of the Flood Dragon Race.

Bug?

Or there was a special circ.u.mstance?

Just as he was thinking about it, a large number of game notifications refreshed on his retina.

[Hint: Your zombie clone (Licker Form) against the Flood Dragon Race warrior...]

[Hint: The player's zombie clone pa.s.sive skill, 'Mutant Infection' has taken effect. The player has consumed additional energy points and obtained a total of 32 zombie clones (Mutated Infected Body)...]

32 zombie clones? There was more and more.

Fang Heng unlocked his mouth and recognized that the values were somewhat abnormal. He peeked back at the game hints.

It wasn't just an isolated case. After defeating the Flood Dragon Race warriors, he could obtain around 30 Mutant Infected zombie clones through the 'Mutated Infection' skill!

Perhaps...

Fang Heng rubbed his chin, speculating without any basis.

Maybe the zombies summoned through the Mutated Infection Skill were more closely related to the physical strength of the main body?

Regardless!

Good news! Excellent news!

Fang Heng raised his head, gazing at the 2,000-odd Flood Dragon Race warriors behind him with fiery eyes.

He felt that this group of Flood Dragon Race individuals wasn't here to a.s.sist Jones Kingdom but to reinforce him!

They were here to do good deeds!

With each fallen warrior, nearly 30 zombie clones slowly emerged from their coc.o.o.ns and joined the battle.

More and more members of the Flood Dragon Race fell.

Countless zombie clones gathered.

In less than three minutes, Patriarch Abdullo, the patriarch of the Flood Dragon Race, who had boldly rushed into the zombie team for a ma.s.sive kill, suddenly found himself surrounded by zombie creatures.

He didn't even have the s.p.a.ce to dodge!

When did this happen?

Since when were they surrounded by so many zombies?

Abdallo, who was trapped and confused, had no idea what had occurred. Suddenly, he saw that the surroundings were filled with undead creatures. He was trapped in place and couldn't move at all.

In terms of strength, these undead creatures were weak. Abdallo accurately thrust his trident, penetrating them one by one.

However, their vitality was astonis.h.i.+ngly tenacious. Unless they activated their Bloodline Strength, they couldn't be killed.

Not only did he fail to kill them, but Abdallo also felt like he was facing an increasing horde of them.

Before Patriarch Abdallo could discern the reason, he found himself surrounded by a mult.i.tude of undead creatures. The room available for him to evade was diminis.h.i.+ng, and he even received a cut on his arm from a low-level undead creature beside him.

"Tsk...!" A b.l.o.o.d.y gash appeared on his arm.

The sight of blood prompted Abdallo's nerves, and his anger surged. His eyes turned a furious shade of crimson as the bloodline of the Flood Dragons was activated. A powerful force emanated from his body, and he wildly swung the trident in his hand.

Not far away, three squads of Holy Paladins had just followed the soldiers of the Jones Kingdom, charging towards the zombie team outside, preparing to engage in a pincer attack with the Flood Dragon Race.

To their astonishment, even before the pincer attack began, the thousands of Flood Dragon Race teams behind them had already been engulfed by the onslaught of undead creatures.

What was happening?

The Holy Court forces were dumbfounded.

The soldiers of Jones Kingdom were equally bewildered.

How did they get surrounded by zombies before the coordinated attack even started?

In just a two to three-minute delay, the advantage they initially held in the two-p.r.o.nged attack swiftly transformed into a rescue mission.

What was going on with your Flood Dragon Race? How could a group of over 2,000 people be surrounded by these undead creatures without notice?

Were they joking?

The players initially prepared to ruthlessly fight, shouting and charging and slowed down their pace upon seeing the abrupt change in the situation. They began to trail behind the Jones Kingdom's team, intending to a.s.sess the situation.

After all, players lacked a strong sense of loyalty. If things didn't go well, they were ready to escape. There was no point wasting their lives here.

Surrounded by a large number of undead creatures, the Flood Dragon Race warriors lost the room to dodge. Their bodies were continuously slashed by the relentless attacks of the zombie creatures.

Despite the Flood Dragon Race warriors having substantial HP and potent recovery abilities, they couldn't endure the dense acc.u.mulation of Damage. Moreover, the spilled blood activated their latent bloodline, making them attack relentlessly without any pondered of escape.

As more warriors fell, numerous zombie clones rose from the corpses.

Once the Flood Dragon Race found themselves at a disadvantage, their collapse was swift!