The arrival of the reinforcements gave the Tauren of the Tab tribe hope, the hope of victory. The power within them rose again. Although everyone was injured, they still held the totem poles tightly in their hands and rushed towards the demonized Tauren with shouts and killing, but they soon discovered that they were of no use in the battle.
The number of undead was far greater than last time, far exceeding the number of enemies. From the moment they appeared, they were completely outnumbering the demonized minotaurs. Their help was just icing on the cake, speeding up the process of eliminating the enemies.
Faced with the undead that outnumbered them several times, the demonized minotaurs could no longer resist. Under the influence of the undead, fear grew in their hearts, their courage gradually disappeared, and they began to think of retreating. They wanted to retreat, but the undead had no intention of letting them go and pounced on them fearlessly.
"This is the undead! This is how the undead should fight!"
Li Ziyu looked down at the battlefield, holding a bone knife in his hand, and inexplicably felt a surge of passion. He subconsciously took a step forward, swung the bone knife, stared at a demonized minotaur, and was about to jump and pounce on it.
Liu Xingxing, who was beside him, noticed something was wrong and hugged him around the waist, his face full of panic. "Boss, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive!"
"Let me go, I want to fight with them!"
"Calm down! Boss, you're a human, not an undead! We'll definitely win the battle, there's no need!"
Liu Xingxing didn't know what was wrong with Li Ziyu. He was in the same state as if he was drunk and insisted on going to Jingyang Ridge to fight a tiger. But you are just a rookie, not Wu Song, who can't fight a furry tiger.
Being dragged forward two steps by Li Ziyu above him, Liu Xingxing pushed his feet against the ground and pressed his center downward, almost sitting on the ground. Only then did someone pull him back, preventing him from jumping down from the main building.
Nearly a minute passed like this, and Liu Xingxing felt that Li Ziyu's struggle had weakened.
"let go."
"Don't let go, Boss, you have to stay calm! Even if you want to go down, you can't jump. It's too high here. If you jump down, you're doomed!"
"Okay, I know, let go, I won't jump."
Hey, the speech became clearer.
Looking up, Liu Xingxing's eyes met Li Ziyu's, and he found that those eyes had become clear again, without the excitement and passion just now. He then let go of his hand doubtfully, but his arm was still around Li Ziyu's waist, so that if he found something wrong with him, Liu Xingxing could hug him immediately.
Li Ziyu relaxed his arms around his waist, took two deep breaths, and calmed down completely, frowning slightly.
Why was I so impulsive just now?
Not to mention Liu Xingxing, even he himself couldn't figure out this problem. He was originally watching the battle happily, but suddenly a surge of blood rose and rushed into his mind, making him want to go down and fight, or rather... fight to the death?
At that time, all he thought about was the beauty of death, the calmness of death, the tranquility of death, and the pursuit of traces of death.
Looking down at his hands, he slowly clenched his fists. Feeling the power, Li Ziyu frowned even more tightly.
Death cult?
I, the Lord of the Undead City, worship death. It seems reasonable.
But after all, I am still a human being, and I haven't turned into a ghost. Why did I suddenly have such thoughts?
After wiping his face, Li Ziyu had a guess. It might be because of racial issues. The undead are influencing me.
Humans are social animals that live in groups. The environment will affect people's minds and their three outlooks. Living among a group of ghosts who worship death, people will gradually be influenced by them and develop a dependence on and worship of death. This influence is unconscious.
This time Liu Xingxing was with me, otherwise I might have jumped down. It was a close call.
No, I have to get rid of this idea. I can't die before I even start. That would be a joke. White skin, beautiful face, long legs, fox girl, snake girl, rabbit girl...
At least I don't want to go and give away my head.
Food and sex are human nature. Our ancestors were right. The hot blood accompanied by the impulse of death was temporarily forced back by the pink thoughts.
As the battle progressed, the Undead Legion gradually formed an encirclement, surrounding the Demonized Minotaur and slowly compressing it inward. Although the Demonized Minotaur was still struggling to resist and looking for a chance to escape, everyone could see that it was almost impossible to escape under the siege of the Undead.
After the last demonized minotaur struggled to launch a suicidal attack, it fell to the ground with an unwilling look in its eyes, losing its breath of life. The battle ended with all the demonized minotaurs being wiped out.
Li Ziyu did not come out of the fortress immediately, but turned his head to look into the distance. The undead had just reported that there was a breath of life over there, but it had never come close.
The undead use soul fire to "see" the world. They can sense the presence of life, but they cannot accurately know what the life over there is doing.
According to the report from the undead, Li Ziyu felt that there was a peeping person there. The other person's identity was unknown. He didn't know if he was the person behind these demonized minotaurs.
After waiting for a while, the undead came again to report that the other party had gone far away. Li Ziyu then walked out of the fortress to meet the minotaur of the Tab tribe.
The Tauren tribe, which was originally small in number, was now even smaller, with only half of its original number, about fifty people, mostly women and children. Even the surviving Tauren were all injured and covered in blood.
Mou Mou stood in the front of everyone, holding onto the totem pole and breathing heavily. The previous battle had exhausted his physical strength. The only reason he could stand at this time was because of the totem pole, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
Li Ziyu came out of the fortress, followed by two rows of skeleton warriors with bone knives in one hand and shields in the other, all with murderous aura. He walked straight to Mu Mu.
"Hi, Mou Mou, we meet again. You don't look well. Do you want to take a rest first?" Li Ziyu looked at Mou Mou and raised his hand to greet him.
"My friend, Lord of the Undead, thank you for your help." Blood was flowing from the hideous wounds, and the pain made his muscles cramp, but Mu Mu still struggled to stand up straight and raised his hand to knock on his chest.
"Go back to your tribe. You're so injured now, so take a rest." Li Ziyu looked at the minotaur behind Mou Mou, sighed, and suggested.
Mou Mou did not object. He knew that his people were in poor condition, their wounds needed bandaging, they were severely exhausted and in urgent need of rest. So he turned around and took Li Ziyu and the others back to the tribe.
The Tabu minotaurs had fought hard, but some demonized minotaurs still rushed into the tribe. Many thatched houses were destroyed and not many were usable. Mou Mou took Li Ziyu to his own thatched house, and the other tribesmen repaired on the spot around his thatched house and did not go far away.
The threat of genocide just now made them extremely nervous, and only by gathering together could they feel at ease.
The children in the tribe, with their fingers between their teeth and big, innocent eyes, watched as their family leader and the leader of the undead walked into the house.
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