Looking at the black air wrapped around the undead warship, Lu Jia took a breath of air conditioning unnaturally.

When facing power beyond reality, only a few people can calm down until they are calm.

Compared to some sailors with sore hands and feet in front of him, Lu Jia's thinking is still working, his hands can still hold the handle of the knife tightly, and his muscles are not stiff.

Before the ghost ship was approaching, a large number of undead had already flown from the sea.

They are used for floating.

Since you can float on the sea, what else can you do with a boat?

Lu Jiazheng was puzzled, and a large number of undead broke through the defense line and rushed towards the fleet.

It’s not that the defense line is fragile, but that the undead’s attack method is really hard to stop - no matter how tight the defense line of the fleet is, soldiers must guard the ship, while the undead can rush around the sea, so of course the attack method is much richer.

Just a short distance away, Lu Jia saw the weightless phantom rushing onto the ship and pounced on sailors. The phantom seemed to have no lethality. However, the sailor who was pounced on him danced like crazy and fell to the ground for a while, spitting blood and foam.

Mental attack.

Feeling the trembling feeling floating from the shadows, Lu Jia immediately understood.

The script at level C5 is different from D1 in terms of difficulty. The main reason for upgrading to one level is that it introduces supernatural powers.

"Keep formation!" the commander shouted loudly.

"Rise up the holy emblem!"

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

The sailors raised square badges with regular shapes, as if they had a chemical reaction. The badges released a strong white light when they touched the shadows. Under the light, the shadows retreated one after another. The sailors lying on the ground stood up with a gray face. The trembling feeling also disappeared in Lu Jia's heart. However, the shadows did not disappear, but fell in every corner of the ship, rapidly condensed into entities - rotten bones, tattered clothes, and rusty swords, and continued to rush over under the thick black fog.

"Kill them!" With a big long sword, the fleet fought fiercely with the physical undead.

A dead soul suddenly rushed over made Lu Jia, who was distracted, focus on the battle in front of him.

Draw the knife, swing the knife, and put it away.

Click...

The blade flew past the bones, and the broken ashes fell from the air to the deck of the ship, and a decayed smell entered the nasal cavity.

"Kill E-level undead creatures, with a point of +1."

Special rewards.

I think of the indigenous village burned during the first hunt, and it seems that I get extra points.

If you can swipe it in this copy...

Lu Jia shook his head. A skeleton was only 1 o'clock, and this efficiency was too low.

What would be a more advanced goal?

He ordered soldiers to rush the ship towards the ghost ship. Listening to their shouts, Lu Jia now knew the use of these ghost ships: the undead can float on the sea, but those who manipulate the undead may not have this ability. Under the cover of the holy light, Lu Jia watched a drama of human pk undead mages, and watched more than 30 warships hit the undead under the impact of the undead on the sea, break through the ghost ship and kill the undead wizards on it.

Lu Jia did not take action personally because someone, Captain Poirot, who had a grudge against Luther Campbell, had already rushed out first and cut off the head of the necromancer whose body had been half-tied.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jia became more convinced that his opponent would not hide among the undead mage, and he was also convinced that Captain Poirot would not be the opponent, because he was too impulsive and too high-profile.

Hunters will never be so high-profile. The higher the profession, the easier it is to reveal flaws. There may be gamblers who deliberately act the opposite way and blindly spots in gambling thinking, but that probability seems too low to Lu Jia.

"Brier's little boy." Holding the head of the undead mage, Captain Poirot spitted and turned to Lu Jia, who had not moved. He smiled provocatively. Lu Jia did not respond, but observed the two treasures that shone brightly in the army against the undead with the panel.

‘The Holy Light Emblem: The wearer’s mental resistance is increased to level D1, and when fighting against the spiritual attacks initiated by the undead creature, its resistance is increased to C3.’

‘12 grams of bottled holy water (12/12): Each gram of holy water causes D2 level divine attribute damage to the undead/dark creatures.’

"How much holy water is there on our ship?" Back on the ship, Lu Jia asked his adjutant.

"Sir, there is not much holy water on the ship." The adjutant reported: "More than half of the holy water was consumed in the battle just now, but in a while, new goods will be sent to the main ship."

"Well... are there a lot of stock in the main ship?" Lu Jia said casually.

"Of course, Mr. Kebel, this time the main ship is equipped with a holy weapon that the Great Sage of Light personally blessed. With this thing, the holy water can be produced continuously, and it can also activate the sacred barrier at any time to block the undead for a considerable period of time." The adjutant looked confident.

Lu Jia shrugged, but he didn't agree with it very much, because the fleet commander was too decadent. No matter how you look at it, it was indeed a secret weapon with confidence. It can be seen that the weapon certainly did not have such a strong effect. It was widely publicized among the lower-level officers, which was probably a kind of courageous effect.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the deck. Lu Jia walked out and saw two bruised sailors tied up and escorted to a small boat. He frowned.

This is a pair of twin brothers, and Lu Jia also had some impressions - when he entered the script and gave a speech, the two of them were in the crowd, and as rare twins, they left a very impression on him.

"Another group..." said the adjutant.

"There are many deserters these days?" Lu Jia asked.

"Yes, sir, not everyone has the noble sentiment of self-sacrificing themselves." A trace of disdain flashed in the adjutant's eyes: "The commander's latest order, all deserters will be detained in a unified manner. After the Pass of Pertos, these lucky cowards can live one more day."

Lu Jia nodded casually.

There are more and more deserters, which is conceivable. The real creatures in the world that will not be lost for others are always the majority. Even if their blood is boiling for a moment, they will change their thoughts after calming down. It is normal to want to escape before the life and death disaster, especially after the battle that just happened.

Although the fleet successfully won and greatly boosted morale, this would never increase the chances of victory by a single point. The undead outpost fleet, which released tens of thousands of undeads to fill the entire sea, almost overturned half of the navy, and caused hundreds of casualties, had a total of three ships.

The number of fleets of the undead army is conservatively estimated to be more than 200.

Desperate numbers.

The fleet sailed to the pass in the sunset. The quarantine officer of the main ship sent supplies and orders to camp on the spot. At the meeting of the temporary station, the fleet commander finally disclosed the truth about the secret weapons to a group of captains:

"This holy weapon has powerful sacred power. Once activated, the effect can cover the entire Pertos Pass. Our mission is to attract the main force of the undead, and then launch it to maximize its sacred power to the undead army. Our mission is completed."

Nuclear weapons? Bait troops?

These two nouns immediately emerged from Lu Jia's head.

"Wait a minute, sir, then we will still have no way out..." A buzzing sound below, and a captain said pale face.

"We should have put life and death aside." The commander said coldly.

"Not bad! A coward who is afraid of death should not show his head." Captain Polo stood up and smiled bloodthirsty with a ferocious expression: "If you dare to jump out all these days, let the brave people hang them."

The fleet commander waved his hand to calm the chaotic noise: "Well, that's how it is. We don't have to sacrifice here for nothing. If planned properly, a considerable part of us will have hope of survival."

"Why didn't you tell your brothers earlier?" A captain said a little dissatisfied. Many of his sailors could not bear the atmosphere and were thrown into the sea as deserters. If they hadn't seen hope, they would never have been like this.

"To keep it secret," the captain waved his hand: "We cannot make the undead army alert. The holy weapon itself is also fragile and must be properly protected. If it is destroyed, our plan will die before it is unfolded, and its explosive power will send us all into the sea."

Hearing this, Lu Jia's heart lit up and a glimmer of understanding flashed through his eyes.

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