The fierce wind rushed towards him, and Li ng shouldered the small iron rod with a grin.
With a step forward, Li ng leaped into the air.
The imnse force caused the ice spike flying in the sky to plumt towards the ground.
"Boom!"
The gigantic ice spike crashed into the green sea of fire.
The powerful impact shattered the ice spike into pieces.
Shards of ice swept across the surroundings.
A mist of ice spread out.
Everything in its path was frozen.
Everything within a radius of five hundred ters was encased in ice.
Thousands of undead creatures turned into ice sculptures.
The larger and smaller ice fragnts shattered many undead creatures.
"Boom!"
Li ng fell from the sky like a missile, crashing into the ground.
The earth cracked, and a wave of air spread out.
Nearby undead creatures were instantly blown away.
Those closer were reduced to a pile of broken bones.
"Boss?"
The enormous Goblin startled Benben.
The familiar voice and scent confird the boss's identity for Benben.
The huge Goblin in front of him was indeed the boss.
Li ng grinned, planting the Big Iron Rod into the ground.
A mass of ice mist surged out.
Countless crystalline ice crystals appeared around Li ng.
The ice crystals condensed into small ice spikes.
Li ng pointed forward with his left hand.
Countless ice spikes shot out like bullets.
The undead creatures in a line were instantly pierced through.
With a sweep, Li ng shattered a large area of undead creatures in front of him.
"Benben, take your little brothers and guard the cave!"
"Crack, crack!"
Over a dozen human corpses ran over from the left side.
There wasn't much flesh left on their bodies.
In a few days, they would turn into skeletons.
Li ng swung his rod, sweeping the Big Iron Rod across the corpses.
The half-skeletonized bodies were directly smashed by the Big Iron Rod.
"Benben, leave the spiked club!"
The Big Iron Rod in his hand was no longer suitable for his nearly five-ter-tall body.
He needed to make an even bigger Big Iron Rod when he returned.
"Boss, catch!"
Benben picked up the spiked club from the ground and threw it towards the boss.
The massive spiked club spun as it flew towards Li ng.
Li ng turned and caught the huge spiked club with one hand.
"Ha ha ha! You bone trash, let smash your bones!"
Li ng wielded the Big Iron Rod in his right hand and the spiked club in his left, spinning them around.
The speed of the spin created a blade storm.
Wherever it passed, it shredded the undead creatures like a at grinder.
Bones flew, and rotten flesh splattered.
"Return to the cave, follow !"
Benben obediently let out a roar.
It took huge strides towards the cave entrance.
The other cave ogres heard Benben's roar.
Seeing Benben charging towards the entrance, they all gathered around him.
Benben charged through the sea of bones like a heavy tank.
Wherever it passed, nurous skeletons were crushed and knocked away.
The cave ogres roared and followed behind Benben.
They charged into the cave entrance with unstoppable montum.
"Guard the entrance, don't let those bones in!"
Benben was so large that it couldn't maneuver in the narrow cave entrance.
That's why Benben fought outside.
The cave ogres had been guarding the entrance for over half a month.
All the cave ogres were exhausted.
Benben had no choice but to charge out to give the cave ogres so rest.
"Boss, it's so strong!"
About two hundred ters away from the cave entrance, in a canyon.
A gigantic Goblin was wreaking havoc.
It was like an island in the sea of bones.
No matter how many waves of bones surged, they couldn't get close.
Because the undead creatures were attracted by the Goblin wreaking havoc outside.
The undead outside the entrance didn't attack the cave.
The cave ogres watching at the entrance looked on with awe.
"Of course, that's my boss!"
Benben sat down at the entrance.
It was like a tal mountain blocking the entrance.
"Is that the boss's boss?"
"Does the boss have a boss too?"
"Then does the boss's boss have a boss?"
"No, the boss is the strongest."
Inside the helt, Benben looked admiringly at the boss fighting not far away.
The boss had beco stronger again.
The small figure had grown much larger.
At this mont, in the canyon outside, Li ng was wreaking havoc.
With two weapons in hand, the space around him beca a blank area.
Swinging the Big Iron Rod and the spiked club.
All the undead creatures in the 360-degree space around him were swept away.
"Is the Death Army just these cannon fodder?"
While fighting, Li ng had the leisure to observe the undead creatures.
Most of the undead creatures were low-level trash.
They didn't even have decent weapons.
Only a small number of skeletons were above level twenty.
They held fairly good bone shields and bone knives.
"Do skeletons need ti to evolve?"
Those bone knives and bone shields were clearly generated by the undead creatures themselves.
This gave Li ng so guesses about the "Death Calamity."
The "Death Calamity" should grow stronger over ti.
If left unchecked for a long ti, its quality would grow at a terrifying rate.
"Where is the Undead Archmage?"
Li ng looked around, seeing only a sea of green fire.
The white skeletons filled every inch of the canyon.
The sheer number could make one imagine how brutal the battles between humans and the demon tribe were.
While Li ng was wreaking havoc in the canyon.
A graceful figure stood on a hill not far away.
Vanessa held a bow, scanning the battlefield in the canyon.
The number of undead creatures in the canyon was overwhelming.
No less than 150,000, possibly more.
Finding the Undead Archmage among the dense undead creatures was not an easy task.
When her gaze settled on Amon wreaking havoc.
A trace of worry flashed in Vanessa's eyes.
Amon was indeed strong, his strength comparable to the saint level.
But even the strongest can grow tired.
Even the most powerful mage can run out of magic.
Even the bravest heroes of all races often get worn down by enemies.
"Ah!"
Vanessa took a deep breath.
She shifted her gaze away from Amon.
She had to quickly find the Undead Archmage.
Only then could she help Amon on the battlefield.
Ti passed bit by bit, and the clamor on the battlefield continued.
"Is this the feeling of powerlessness in the face of absolute numbers?"
In the sea of bones, Li ng chanically swung the spiked club and the Big Iron Rod.
Each swing had the montum to sweep away thousands.
But no matter how many he killed, there were still countless undead creatures around.
At this mont, Li ng realized that even the strong have limits.
Strong individuals on large battlefields often don't engage in combat.
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