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"Young Master, they're coming for us."
The Octopus Head Mind Swordsman was the first to notice that something was wrong, but this was only a Knight Squad of just over ten thousand. On the battlefield before them, it could not possibly cause much of a reaction.
Similar troops had charged their way here before, yet in the end, they still had not reached the Octopus Head Young Master.
Judging by the situation before them, this Knight Squad of over ten thousand probably would not make it either.
The Octopus Head Mind Swordsman merely gave the Octopus Head Young Master a reminder, telling him to prepare to withdraw.
However, they did not notice that nearby, an arrowhead that had been trampled by who knew how many people was flickering with its last trace of purple lightning.
A powerful gust of wind lifted the arrowhead from the ground and drove it upright into the earth.
Just then, a group of Sludge Undead also noticed the arrival of the Black Blood Knights. Without a second thought, they immediately moved forward to block them.
After all, as Sludge Undead, they knew very well what they had to do.
In the current battle, their greatest task was to find and kill enemies who were not Sludge Undead.
As for things like dying in battle—were you really going to discuss that with undead?
Among these Sludge Undead were several dark green ones, their bodies seeming to contain vast amounts of smoke and dust.
This type of Sludge Undead was relatively uncommon.
When they attacked, they were no different from ordinary Sludge Undead. However, once they were killed, the thick smoke inside their bodies would burst out and enlarge the nearby Sludge Undead.
It could be said