The undead army invaded, and the Desert Dynasty began to fight against this invasion. The new rebel regime that replaced the Pirate King and was building the archipelago will also join this war.

Yu Ling threw the surrendered pirates here to use as cannon fodder to fight the enemy. This also eliminated the hidden dangers of the rule.

After all, they can't take refuge in the undead. So they can safely throw them over and supervise the team to watch over them.

Wu Hui has never liked this kind of troops with poor military discipline. However, this was organized by Yu Ling and was used reluctantly.

If it weren't for the urgent need for combat power, he would definitely take these pirates to a public trial and build the public's awareness of obeying the law in the process.

But now they are actually being brought over to fight, which is really a waste. Maybe Yu Ling and Wu Hui still have very different ideas.

After all, she is a spider, not a member of the resistance. She does not have Wu Hui's thinking of building order and mobilizing the people.

To put it simply, spiders are more suitable for conspiracy. So Wu Hui can be a spy and intelligence officer, as well as a manager and ruler.

But she is not suitable. It would be good if the Desert Dynasty can maintain a balance of power. At least it will not be destroyed too quickly.

Wu Hui took a look and asked Mu Qingsu to stay here as the strong man responsible for killing the enemies, and then took Wang Diewu to the snowy field.

Xueyuan is also one of the traders in this sea. It produces a lot of industrial products and purchases a large amount of food and fuel.

"Did you take me with you in the end? Sure enough, I am your favorite woman~" Wang Diewu seemed quite proud when she and Wu Hui set foot on the snow-covered world together.

"Not really, but it doesn't make much sense for you to stay there..." Wu Hui said: "We have less communication with Xueyuan. This negotiation will be more difficult. But by this time, the information devourer should have appeared.

It's gone." Wang Diewu put one foot on Wu Hui: "Are you going to find a way to get rid of it?"

"If I had the power of King Salary, I would be able to restrain it." Wu Hui said, "Although I don't have it now, I have learned how the three scientists imprisoned the information devourer." Although he had learned it, Wu Hui said

Hui forgot a lot - most of his memories were burned as fuel, and he only remembered one idea.

But it’s not a big problem, just find the three scientists and tell them your ideas.

Wang Diewu: "Then why are you taking me with you?"

"Because after the contact in the snowfield is completed, we have to go to another place." Wu Hui said: "Now we are just a little short of the tenth level. There are many channels to obtain marks or monster clues. Basically, we can say to wait for a while

You can rise steadily."

"Then, we should challenge the eleventh-level seal beast." This time, it only took them more than a year to directly upgrade to the eleventh level. It can only be said that the upgrade is indeed much faster with experience.

The steampunk machinery in the snowfield is still very promising commercially. Food and fuel from the south, as well as various industrial raw materials are also necessary for them.

This place was once a refuge built by human civilization to deal with the seal beasts. But just like the mobile island, after a long time, it has nothing to do with the beginning.

The political system has changed twice. In fact, unless a political system that governs a relatively large area has been on the road of expansion, it will be a long time to survive two hundred years without major internal or external changes.

On average, it will take several decades. The snowfield has now become an alliance of steam cities. It is relatively loose and city-state-like.

However, small camps basically do not have the ability to survive in the snowfield for a long time. Steam City and Mobile Island were originally designed as shelters, and the shelters must be relatively independent of each other.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing if one shelter had a problem and the rest had problems? Now, there are no shelters left.

The first year after a disaster occurs is a disaster, and the first hundred years after it occurs is a phenomenon and common sense. When Wu Hui was looking for someone, Yu Ling was using his appearance to direct the coalition forces to fight the undead.

It has to be said that at least in terms of military command, Yu Ling is weaker than Wu Hui, but she relies on her mental ability and various intelligence sources to make the movements of the troops more accurate, so she does a pretty good job.

Both Zhang Danfang and Mu Qingsu were commanded by Yu Ling, but there were differences between the two. Zhang Danfang brought the rainforest tribe as support. To put it simply, he was a general who was commanded by the marshal but acted alone.

As for Mu Qingsu, she is just a thug. If they select a large number of marks to mix potions, the three of them should reach level ten earlier than Wu Hui.

In addition, Zhang Danfang said that she also had a lot of things going on there. The God of Evolution in the center of the rainforest was moving, and she was busy trying to plunder its power to prevent it from breaking through the seal and leaving.

On the ocean, the devouring fog is also spreading. It has to be said that although Wu Hui and the others are already moving very quickly, the situation will worsen even faster.

"Fortunately, all the Gods of Thousand Touches are almost dead." Yu Ling said in exactly the same tone as Wu Hui.

Now we don't need those marks, and we have a large number of subordinates. We can directly send people to deal with small and medium-sized tentacles.

When Wu Hui and Wang Diewu went north, they killed another level ten and several level nine.

I believe that the God of Thousand Tentacles will really die soon. But so far, I have only killed some tentacles. What about the main body?

Which mezzanine space should I hide in and stretch out my tentacles? The situation of human beings is very bad. After talking to someone in the snowfield for two days, Wu Hui took King Diewu to a wilderness.

Just like snowfields, rainforests, and deserts. This is also the wilderness he came to and lived here for more than two hundred days.

There are many strange seal beasts living on the earth. The earth itself is a sleeping dragon. The twelfth level seal beast, the all-seeing dragon.

On the dragon's back, there lived a group of chaotic dragons. Children were at level six or seven, adults started at level eight, and there were several dragons at level nine or ten.

Together they formed the rulers of the dragon clan. Now, Wu Hui came to persuade these rulers to help. It is difficult for humans to survive in this world alone.

But they can form alliances with many seal beasts. Just like those super giant sea beasts signed by Mobile Island.

"You two are a little different. You seem to be very powerful humans." A level 10 blue-skinned dragon flew down in front of Wu Hui and Wang Diewu: "What are you doing here?"

"What we bring is sincerity." Wu Hui took out a few pictures: "The troops of the Undead Legion have approached your territory. If the Desert Dynasty cannot hold on, the Holy Mountain will be disturbed. There will be no peace between humans and dragons in two hundred years.
Chapter completed!