Chapter 578 Gris: The dead versus the living, the advantage is mine!
"A bunch of rubbish, hurry up!"
"If anyone keeps dragging their feet, I'll turn you all into puppets!"
Deep in the underworld, Gris was scolding a group of alien martial saints to move forward quickly.
Continuously bombard the obsession entities that come to besiege.
These bodies and spirits are already dead, but because of the unique environment of the underworld and the bodies driven by obsession, Gris simply and crudely calls them obsession bodies.
Many of them are skeleton soldiers like the ones encountered in front of the bronze gate.
There are so many of them that they are almost everywhere in the mountains.
Just randomly swiping a few of them can form a powerful battle formation, unleashing incredible power.
To say that these obsessions are weak is indeed true.
A mere ordinary ghost soldier skeleton, the Martial Saint can wipe out hundreds of them with just one strike.
As long as they are not allowed to accumulate to a certain number to form a complete battle formation, and part of the power of the underworld is mobilized to attack, they can be said to be no threat at all.
This type of skeleton ghost soldiers is the most numerous in the entire underworld, and they retain the lowest fighting instincts, and can be described as being in a daze.
Even an ordinary acquired martial artist can easily defeat him.
However, this does not mean that the army of obsessions can be easily slaughtered by Gris and others.
There are also strong people among the obsession bodies.
Just like the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monsters we just met in front of the bronze door.
Just a few minutes ago, the alien warriors led by Gris were besieged by two powerful obsessions, one black and one white.
Of course, Gris can deceive the boundless obsessions in the underworld to a certain extent, making them regard themselves and others as part of the underworld.
This way they can avoid being besieged and travel at the fastest speed.
This ability is undoubtedly a huge gap compared to Lu Wenwu's "official identity".
Not only is it impossible to command the obsessive being, but once the remaining will of the other party becomes slightly stronger, it will be difficult to deceive them.
What is this like?
It's like wearing black in the dark to pretend to be invisible.
In a dark place, if you meet someone with poor eyesight and without glasses, you can just ignore him from a distance.
But once you get close, you have to see whether the other person is paying attention to you.
Even if the attention is not on yourself, you can still get away with it.
But if you are a little alert, you can observe carefully when walking at night.
At close range, anyone with eyes can see a dark shadow jumping around.
If you meet someone with good eyesight, you might be able to see it from hundreds of meters away.
For this reason, Gris did not choose the fastest straight line.
Instead, he led his men in a detour, using his powerful perception ability to sense whether there were any powerful obsession bodies and try to avoid them.
As luck would have it, I failed this time.
Not only did the two figures, one black and one white, have outstanding perception abilities, but they were also extremely strong in commanding troops and in their own combat capabilities.
For this, the alien warriors paid the price of a five-picture martial saint being seriously injured, two three-picture martial saints being killed in battle and transformed into puppets, and more than ten people being slightly injured before they barely defeated the opponent.
The black and white ones called themselves Black and White Impermanence. Not only were their injuries lighter than those of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, but their retained fighting instincts were also stronger.
Even because their obsession is too strong, they still retain some wisdom.
Naturally, combat effectiveness has also been greatly enhanced.
It is simply not comparable to the Bull-Head and Horse-Face, whose only instincts are left and whose bodies are severely damaged.
If Gris had not taken action personally, even if the Six-Character Martial Saint among the alien race risked his life, he would probably only be able to barely fight one of them.
Whether or not we can win is still unknown.
Fighting at home, the advantage is too great.
In a place like this, fighting against a tireless, infinitely endurable, and fearless obsession
It can only be said that this is very restrictive.
The further you go, the more obsessions you will find in this devastated ancient ruins battlefield.
As we walked deeper, we could tell from the ragged clothes of some of the obsessed beings that only had a few pieces of fabric left that they were obviously not from the same faction as the ghost soldiers and skeletons.
Sometimes when the two sides are too close, they will fight each other.
This will attract more obsessive entities around to join the battle and continuously expand the battlefield.
The two sides, who had already died long ago, fought solely on instinct. Even though their bodies were already broken into pieces, they were still driven by obsession to wage war again and again.
The corpses have already piled up into a mountain, known as a high wall.
Countless skeletons and dried and rotten body tissues were scattered all over the ground, covering almost every inch of the road and completely obscuring the original terrain.
Whenever the obsessions were engaged in a civil war, Gris would take the opportunity to sneak away with his men from a distance.
Normally, this trick works.
Sometimes it doesn’t work very well.
The strong aura of death on Gris makes him feel at home in this world.
There is no need to rely on the partial power of the authority of death to deceive, those ghost soldiers and skeleton obsessions will treat them as their own and ignore them directly.
The other wave of obsessed beings wearing rags like robes and holding long swords and broken swords in their hands were not like this.
The first time Gris encountered this kind of obsession entity, the other party was a being like the Black and White Impermanence, which retained a certain amount of wisdom, but was dominated by its own obsession and instinct.
The man had sunken eye sockets, shriveled skin, and a haggard face. There was a large hole in his chest, and his heart, entire left shoulder, and left arm were missing.
It looks like a mutilated zombie.
What was even more shocking was that Gris actually sensed a faint fluctuation of qi and blood in it.
This means that the vitality of its body has not been completely cut off, and a small part of its cells still retains activity.
This discovery surprised Gris.
It guarantees with its own race and identity that the obsession bodies in this world have been accumulated for at least two to three million years.
What kind of powerful being could have its body remain intact and even retain some activity two or three million years after its death?
This is simply outrageous.
At that time, this obsession was wearing a dull robe with many holes on it, and rushed forward holding a broken sword.
A head of white hair flew behind his head, and from his long-dried and rotten vocal cords came a hoarse roar like a broken gong.
"Remnants of Hades!"
"The evil you have done has angered both gods and men!"
"He should be executed!"
"With righteousness, the world is bright and clear!"
This obsession of unknown identity made it extremely difficult for Gris to fight.
Even though the other party was dead, the way he used the rules so effortlessly and naturally still made him feel extremely difficult.
The fighting instinct and sword intent that have been completely integrated into the bone marrow have not declined with the passage of time, but have become sharper and filled with a strong sense of death.
If it weren't for a figure from the underworld that suddenly appeared from behind and looked like this guy's old rival, it would have attracted all the attention of the Broken Sword Swordsman's obsession body.
The team led by Gris may lose several generals.
Even he himself needs to be serious in a battle of this level, otherwise he will fail if he is not careful.
The further you go inside, the more scenes of battles between the two sides you will see.
It is hard to imagine that millions of years have passed and both sides of the war have long since died, but their obsessions and bodies are still fighting each other on the battlefield.
I'm afraid that this meat grinder, which can be called fashion's longest war, can only truly end when even the corpses of one side have completely collapsed.
As the war within the obsession surged, the danger zone also surged.
Correspondingly, there are fewer safe routes to take a detour.
The team led by Gris was increasingly involved in battles with obsessions.
Those powerful alien warriors who were invincible on the starry battlefield were also becoming increasingly exhausted, with many being wounded and quite a few killed in battle.
However, after they die in battle, their bodies will be put to good use by Gris.
They could use the unique geographical environment of the underworld to refine zombies that were stronger than normal, or ignite their remaining souls into the fire of the undead, and then pull them up to continue fighting.
How does that sentence go?
《Brave man! I will fight alongside you! And your dead brother!》
By: Necromancer.
As one decreased and the other increased, the aliens in Gris's team were constantly injured and killed in battle.
But the combat effectiveness is strangely increasing.
This is a very hellish thing.
Apparently, Gris didn't care much about this.
He shouldn't care.
Why would the undead care about death?
For their race, death is merely the beginning of true eternal life.
As the Black Crystal Skeleton and the Lord of Mourning, he is more comfortable using zombies and puppets.
Moreover, they can use their own strength to amplify them, making them more powerful than when they were alive.
Of course, transforming a large number of subordinates into puppets and zombies is not a perfect plan.
With more than half of the alien warriors turned into puppets and zombies, Gris had to distract himself from fighting, scouting, and running away while commanding these guys who had lost their subjective initiative.
In addition, smoke of war is rising in the heart of the underworld, and the obsessions of countless heroes in life and ghosts after death are joining in the event, ready to roll up their sleeves and destroy the enemy into ashes.
The battles inevitably became more and more frequent.
More battles mean more powerful people.
He is a strong man who has retained a certain amount of wisdom.
The strong men united as they did in their lifetime, organizing countless grassroots combat forces to fight this war that had not yet ended and had lasted for a million years.
Deep in the underworld, the scale and intensity of the battlefield are getting bigger and bigger, and it has gradually reached the point where there is no way to escape. It is necessary to break the battlefield blockade and rely on one's own combat power to advance.
This seriously slowed down Gris's progress.
However, even so, Gris still believes that the advantage lies with me.
He has the confidence.
He does have the capital.
As a being who possesses the bodies of multiple undead races at the same time, he has a very thorough understanding of the authority involved.
As the saying goes, a stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade.
During his long life, Gris mastered an extremely vast body of knowledge.
Among them, there are the underworld, the underworld and other worlds exclusive to the dead, which he knows very well.
Especially those under the command of the God Alliance and the countless parallel worlds of Blue Star derived from it.
Cthonios of the Greek pantheon, Tuat of the Egyptian pantheon, Hades of the Japanese pantheon, Helheim of the Norse pantheon, and Hell of the Christian pantheon.
These are all beings that Gris is familiar with and understands very well.
The underworld he is currently in is extremely similar to the underworld shared by the Shenzhou United God System, which includes multiple sects such as heaven, Buddhism, demons, and Taoism. It is already very familiar to him.
There's nothing we can do about it, because the Shenzhou United God System has the strongest power and the most powerful people in the God System Alliance.
No matter which aspect is taken separately, it is extremely powerful.
Put together, it can only be described in two words - invincible!
As undead creatures in the True Demon camp, they are naturally the nemesis of the dead in the God Alliance.
If you want to defeat your opponent, you must know your opponent well enough.
Gris, who has always had lofty aspirations, is very strict with himself. Even the knowledgeable Xiaobao cannot match his knowledge.
His understanding of the underworld is even clearer than that of Lu Wenwu, the on-duty ghost catcher.
Knowing many secrets that even he doesn't know.
Therefore, Gris believed that no matter how talented Lu Wenwu was, he was useless in the current world.
What's the point of coming out here just to fight?
It’s about power!
It’s about background!
In the home turf of the dead, how can you, a living person, compete with me, a dead person?
Indeed, Grice's logic is very rigorous and his judgment is flawless.
It's just that this is normal, generally speaking.
Lu Wenwu is not normal at all.
The situations he encountered were obviously not ordinary.
So Gris never expected that Lu Wenwu, a strong man with a body as strong as a dragon, could actually be connected with the underworld.
And this hook is hung very deep.
It’s simply an on-the-job messenger!
Who the hell could have imagined this?
Look at your body, which is as strong and muscular as a marble sculpture, and your only fighting method in battle is to swing your fists.
How on earth can you be related to the word "Yinchai"?
Just by standing there with this vast and powerful energy that was as deep as the ocean, ordinary ghosts would be evaporated clean by the surging yang energy from a distance of a hundred meters before they could even get close to him, and be purified on the spot.
Are you telling me that you are a ghost?
What a joke!
What’s the difference between this and a centenarian standing up from his wheelchair and winning the 100-meter gold medal at the Olympics?
Gris obviously doesn't have such a psychotic idea.
So he couldn't think of this possibility at all.
But literary works require logic, but reality often does not.
Not only did this incident happen, but it was also exploited ruthlessly by Lu Wenwu.
I don't care about your business. My main job as the ghost messenger Lu Wenwu is to take advantage of the absence of the superiors to appoint myself an official, and when I walk in the underworld, I meet officials three levels higher than me!
fighting?
It doesn't exist!
(End of this chapter)
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