Xiao Qi realized something and turned around to shout, "Old Luo, take the boss away! He might be breaking through the seal! Take him away, don't let him get hurt!"
Luo Wanyi rushed over, picked up Qingchen, and left. But he only retreated a short distance before handing Qingchen to Hu Jingyi: "Carry your master and protect him! If we can't hold him, run, run as far as you can!"
With that, Luo Wanya rushed back to the front line to join the parents' association members in blocking the attack of the Legion of the Dead.
The Legion of the Dead is coming on too strong this time. It's like you finally beat the game, but before you can recover your health, mana, or heal, you're about to start a hellish difficulty level and have to start all over again.
One by one, the members of the parent-teacher association died, and more than half of the men working around the fire were also killed.
The legion of the dead is as vast as a mountain and as boundless as the sea.
From the sky, this legion of the dead stretched for ten kilometers, and in front of them, the last line of defense looked like an isolated island in the ocean.
Qin Yiyi dragged her black blade and slashed fiercely at everything in her path; all the dead who came into contact with the blade were instantly disintegrated.
Gyatso, the divine son, followed closely behind her. Looking at the heroic figure in front of him, he suddenly remembered the first time he met this stubborn girl in the snowy mountains.
That day, when they returned from hunting, Gyatso saw Qin Yiyi huddled in the snow in the carriage and asked loudly, "Why did you come here?"
Qin Yiyi stared at him stubbornly, as if she were looking at a bad guy in the wilderness, without saying a word.
That stubborn look in his eyes was something he would never forget, like an everlasting flower on a sacred mountain.
From that day on, Gyatso the Divine Child liked to stay by Qin Yiyi's side.
Qin Yiyi wanted to go to Forbidden Land No. 8, so he followed her there.
Qin Yiyi wanted to go north to rescue Qingchen, so he went with her to rescue Qingchen.
Just then, a black-robed figure charged out from the Legion of the Dead. Although Wang Xiaojiu had severed the head of the figure, he accurately located Qin Yiyi on the defensive line and attacked under the cover of the Legion of the Dead!
"Be careful!" Gyatso shouted as he approached.
However, the corpse of the old monster, the Fate Master, arrived too quickly. Gyatso roared and manifested his divine bull form to charge at it, but the corpse of the old monster, the Fate Master, seemed to have foreseen everything and dodged the divine bull form by taking only a slight step back.
The next moment, the old monster, the Fate Master, pounced on him again.
But it was precisely that moment of dodging that gave Gyatso the opportunity to get behind Qin Yiyi.
In an instant, the old monster's skeletal hand pierced Gyatso's heart.
With his last bit of strength, Gyatso grabbed the skeletal wrist with both hands and pushed it into the army of the dead.
He wanted to turn around and see if Qin Yiyi was looking back at him, but he didn't have the strength.
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Chen Zhuoqu was standing at the front of the defensive line. She looked down at the transparent silk thread on her wrist, which was the marionette that Qing Chen had left on Ginkgo Mountain.
When Qing Chen went to the Western Continent, he said that every knight would have a forbidden item as a gift. The gift he gave to Chen Zhuoqu was this marionette, simply because she was the active knight most likely to bring the marionette to its full potential.
Chen Zhuoqu never used the marionettes after she got them, since those beast soldiers had no names and she couldn't control them at all.
But then she suddenly thought, since the marionettes are meant to sacrifice corpses, and all these undead legions in front of her are essentially corpses, could the marionettes sacrifice them all?
Chen Zhuoqu tried to cast the marionette out like a fishing line, but a dead beast soldier suddenly turned into smoke!
She exclaimed with delight, "It's done!"
The Legion of the Dead is incredibly difficult to defeat. To neutralize their fighting power, their limbs must be broken. Even knights and demigods would have to expend considerable effort to deal with them.
Now that he has the puppets, Chen Zhuoqu finally has the means to harvest the legion of the dead!
The next moment, this knight demigod charged into the legion of the dead, using his knightly aura to infuse the marionette with his own energy, making it stretch straight and sweep across the battlefield.
The marionette has changed hosts and returned to its original state.
However, the average strength of those who can be sacrificed on this battlefield is above A-level.
The marionette screeched excitedly, and in just over ten breaths it grew five or six new branches, becoming a complete form with 18 branches existing simultaneously in just ten minutes!
Swarms of the undead were violently sacrificed and reaped by Chen Zhuoqu; these marionettes were the natural enemy of the undead army.
However, reality is cruel. Chen Zhuoqu's Knight Cloud Qi was already exhausted on the A3 front, and it was simply not enough to support her in continuously infusing the marionette.
Once the Knight's Cloud aura is gone, the transparent threads will droop limply on the ground, instantly reducing the area of effect.
Chen Zhuoqu hesitated for a moment before returning to her camp before running out of her Knight's Cloud Qi.
She approached a member of the parent-teacher association and whispered, "I need someone to pull me along like a puppet into battle. Would you be willing? But it's dangerous."
The parent-teacher association member smiled and patted his chest: "I'm willing!"
After a brief discussion, she tied the other end of the marionette to the other person's wrist and rushed back to the battlefield.
However, the parent-teacher association members were already exhausted. After she had harvested more than a hundred dead beast soldiers, they were ambushed and fell by the beast soldiers.
Chen Zhuoqu stepped back to think. In order to harvest more efficiently, she chose to use a puppet to forcibly squeeze out the last potential of the parent-teacher association members, so that the harvest could continue for a longer time.
She shouted, "I need 18 people to tell me their names so I can be my puppet, but... you will all die."
She had to control 18 puppets to harvest the battlefield, so that the transparent threads between each pair could be stretched taut, just like a harvester.
However, these puppets do not possess her demigod-like strength, and they would certainly die if they charged into the legion of the dead.
The next moment, a member of the parents' association asked, "We don't care if we die, we care about what you can do with us?"
Chen Zhuoqu paused for a moment and then said, "I can guarantee that you can exchange one of your puppets for at least two hundred beast soldiers!"
One of the injured parents said, "I'm injured, I'll go first, Ma Youjin!"
Another wounded soldier said, "Since I've broken an arm anyway, I might as well make use of it, Chen Bokang!"
"Zhang Chao!"
"Li Longfei!"
"Song Zhe!"
"Count me in, Li You!"
"Brothers, show us the new world!"
Looking at the wounded who had volunteered, Chen Zhuoqu felt a lump in her throat. She turned her head away, controlled everyone as puppets, and then charged into the legion of the dead.
In the past, Qing Chen controlled his enemies to become puppets, but now, the members of the parent-teacher association have become puppets on their own initiative.
In an instant, Chen Zhuoqu led eighteen puppets in a massacre, single-handedly holding off one-fifth of the enemy's position!
She tried her best to divide her efforts into eighteen parts, allowing the controlled wounded to die more slowly, while the nineteen people formed a huge sword array within the legion of the dead.
However, the legion of the dead was fierce, and some avoided the marionettes and went directly to kill the puppets.
One by one, the puppets died. After reaping the lives of thousands of undead soldiers, Chen Zhuoqu retreated back to her position. Before she could even speak, hundreds of wounded soldiers, supporting each other, found her and, without uttering a single unnecessary word, exclaimed, "Lang Hao!"
"Lin Zifan!"
"Gao Linxiang!"
"Changping!"
"Let's go, brothers, let's see the new world for each other!"
With red eyes, Chen Zhuoqu led the puppet back to the Legion of the Dead. She used to be very independent, so independent that she was alone even when she was running for points on Whale Island and when she was challenging the cliff.
Eating alone, attending classes alone, surrounded by herds of cattle and sheep, only the fierce tiger roams alone.
She had always thought of herself as a strong person who didn't need teammates, but at this moment she understood why Qingchen wanted to develop the parent-teacher association and why he wanted more people to become knights!
Because this world needs more people to save it!
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The giants stood like tanks on the other side of the defensive line, providing cover for the PTA members to weave through the gaps and take down the undead army.
Faced with the overwhelming tide of the undead army...
"magical!"
(Not a single step back!)
"wind!"
(Not a single step back!)
The gale grabbed the two undead beast soldiers and swung them around, blocking the water from getting in front of it.
Xiaoqi and Luo Wanyi, like the spearhead of a formation, led the elite members of the parent-teacher association, constantly moving around various locations.
However, just as they had slain a legion of the dead, an old monster, a Fate Master, emerged from the gap and lunged straight at Xiao Qi's back.
Xiao Er leaped forward and wrestled with the corpse of the old monster, the Fate Master. However, during the struggle, the old monster plunged his palm into Xiao Er's abdomen.
Xiao Qi, Luo Wanya, and the others returned and managed to dismember the old monster!
Xiao Qi brought Xiao Er back inside the defensive line, and he shouted hoarsely, "Quick, quick, apply the chicken blood sprouts to him... save him!"
Xiao Er slowly lay down in Xiao Qi's arms and laughed, "Why the hell use chicken blood buds for a penetrating wound? Don't waste it... Actually, thinking about going to see Xiao San and Xiao Liu, I'm not that scared."
After saying that, the waiter closed his eyes.
The parents at the meeting were somewhat bewildered.
The army of the dead was boundless, stretching to the sky and blotting out the sun; no matter how many times they were killed, they could not be wiped out.
Everyone knows very well that no matter how hard they try, they are destined to lose this war.
"Brother Qi, shall we try again?" someone asked bitterly.
Xiao Qi was stunned for a long time: "The boss said to hold on, there's still a glimmer of hope... Brothers, the boss just said it himself, telling us to hold on, there's still a glimmer of hope!"
In that instant, the Legion of the Dead tore a gap in the position that Xiao Er had just been defending.
Xiao Qi shouted, "Golden family, follow me and hold the line! Those below A-level, stay in the inner circle. If we die, you can take over! Wounded, line up with Chen Zhuoqu. We'll all die here together today, and then we'll drink together in the afterlife!"
Just then, someone shouted, "Reinforcements have arrived!"
Luo Wanya wiped the sweat from his face and turned to look, only to see that the mountain ridge was once again covered with a dense crowd of people.
However, the next second everyone was stunned. This was not the glimmer of hope that Qingchen had given them, but despair!
On the ridge, members of the parent-teacher association rushed down the mountain with the beast soldiers. This was no reinforcement; it was clearly the resurrected legion of the dead on the A3 front!
The parents' association can't even handle the undead army on A5, let alone anything else!