My Players Are Ferocious!
Chapter 1187

Stand Up, Brave Warriors of Castia!

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"Ah, strength! It's surging through me!"

The deputy standing beside Regiment Commander Zhao flexed his stiff limbs and cried out in an exaggerated tone. Old Zhao, who was sucking on a cigarette and trying to enjoy the taste of tobacco in the game, glanced at him strangely.

Well, never mind the peculiar look on Regiment Commander Zhao's face.

Anyone would look just as strange if a guy beside them had a throwing axe sticking out of his forehead and was still chatting away merrily.

The unlucky deputy had been ambushed by a Fallen Divine Child in the final stage of the assault on the Great Tree of Castia. That fellow could manipulate trees into all sorts of weapons to attack his opponents, and the deputy had his head smashed by a wooden battle-axe that came flying out of nowhere.

But he'd had it coming.

Who told him to stop wearing a helmet once he got that flashy exoskeleton? People wore helmets even when fishing, and this guy went into battle without one. He'd had it coming.

Hell's Divers had special benefits, though. To make up for their inability to revive frequently, Murphy had given them the option to become undead units after death. That was the main reason the deputy could chat with his commander and share a smoke with a huge axe stuck in his head.

But it was also because he was undead that he could more clearly sense the subtle changes in the forest's power system after the creation of the Elven Underworld—the Tree of Rebirth.

Hundreds of undead soldiers, including him, had gained a status called "Underworld: Tree of Rebirth Enhancement." All their attributes had increased by 5%, and all their attacks now dealt a small amount of Corrosion damage. It was like a world buff

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