Final Lord

Chapter 144: The Great Wall of Skeletons
"That's exactly what I meant." Wang Bufu smiled slightly. "In addition to this method, you can also create invisible clones while in stealth mode and have them scout dangerous places on your behalf.

If the situation really becomes desperate, you can exchange positions with your clone to avoid fatal attacks.

Your three special skills may look simple, but they can be combined to create many magical effects.

There's no set strategy, only the most appropriate response method, and you'll have to figure it out on your own. Okay, go ahead. Bring me back news of the enemy."

Wang Bufu designated a direction for each of the Phantom Banshees, and the Phantom Banshees immediately left Wang Bufu and began to investigate.

Even without ten harpies responsible for reconnaissance, the reconnaissance efficiency of Wang Bufu's troops did not decrease, but increased significantly!

Because of the phantom clones, each of the remaining harpies can summon two clones, one serving as three, greatly increasing reconnaissance efficiency.

The clones are summoned units, so their deaths are not a big deal. These Phantom Banshees can even send their clones directly into the enemy's lair, clearly checking the exact number of enemies.

When dealing with these brainless undead creatures, the invisible Phantom Banshee's killing speed is no slower than that of the Swift Eagle.

In the burial ground shrouded in gray fog, a group of shambling zombies were wandering around, dragging their rotten limbs.

Suddenly, a faint metallic buzzing sound passed by their ears—two translucent phantom clones emerged from the gray fog, their sharp claws scraping across the zombies’ necks!

A large hole was torn in the zombie's neck, splashing dark green putrid fluid.

A zombie was attacked, and the horde roared and lunged at the clone. The clone's attributes were lower, and its speed wasn't much faster than the zombies. It was quickly surrounded by the zombies. But the zombies' rotting knuckles only crushed ripples in the air.

The real Phantom Banshee was now hanging upside down in the shadows of the rock face, her invisibility allowing her to blend into the gray mist. When the three zombies were lured into a blind spot by her clone, she suddenly folded her wings and swooped down, her sharp claws piercing the soul fire core at the back of the zombies' necks!

The zombie's rotten flesh cracked under the scarlet blade like a hot knife cutting wax, and the Phantom Banshee took advantage of the force to fly into the air before the corpse collapsed, went around behind another zombie and cut off its head.

Although the Phantom Banshees no longer have the Whirling Dance skill, the fighting instincts from their Harpy days are still within them.

With more practice, they will soon be able to master the pirouette again.

Finally, the zombie slowly turned around, only to see two Banshee clones attacking from both sides. Before its rotting eyeballs could distinguish the real from the fake, another Banshee had already flashed out from the intertwined shadows of the original and the clone, and three sharp claws simultaneously pierced its chest!

The zombie roared, and suddenly a ball of emerald green poisonous mist appeared on his chest. The poisonous mist exploded with a bang and rushed towards the Phantom Banshee!

Whoops!

A clone stood in front of the Phantom Banshee and took the backlash of the corpse poison for her. The clone dissipated like a mirage, while the original body had already flapped its wings and flew towards the battlefield shrouded in gray fog.

Wang Buzhi turned off the vision sharing and smiled with satisfaction.

In just one hour, some of the Phantom Banshees mastered the use of invisibility and clones.

Coincidentally, most of these harpies are the ones least adapted to the Swifthawks.

Because the fighting style of Swift Eagle is completely opposite to that of Phantom Banshee. Swift Eagle is a fierce warrior, while Phantom Banshee is a sleazy assassin.

One relies on combat instinct, the other on brains. The more intelligent a soldier is, the less they rely on instinct in battle.

Only a very few harpies, such as Heska and Tina, can be compatible with these two different styles at the same time.

Seeing the Phantom Banshee effortlessly destroying these undead creatures, Wang Bufu closed his eyes and continued to review the tactical sandbox he had constructed in his mind. In his mind, he could vaguely sense the coordinates of the Dragon Kingdom, approximately 500 kilometers away from his current location.

Although he could clearly sense the location of the Dragon Kingdom, Wang Bufu did not move in a straight line towards the Dragon Kingdom. Instead, he took a very large circular route.

The reason is simple. Between him and the Dragon Kingdom, there is a foggy land with absolutely no information about it.

Wang Bufu thought very clearly.

"The Dragon Nation's Lord possesses an SSS-level talent, after all. He certainly can't be weak. My starting disadvantage means my territory, the Dragon Nation, must be incredibly powerful. So powerful that the troops I'll harvest upon returning to my territory will easily suppress or even crush the enemy."

According to the principles of war trials, He couldn't simply give me a mission to hurry on my way.

The other party's territory must be on my way back to the Dragon Kingdom.

The other party probably also knows the information about the Lord of the Dragon Kingdom and will use various means to prevent me from returning to the Dragon Kingdom.

If I go in a straight line at the beginning, there is a high probability that I will run into the opponent's territory.

By then, the other side will have territory, but I won't. My troops will be decimated by the number of casualties, while the other side's undead army will be endless. My chances of winning are slim.

Therefore, the right way is to bypass the opponent's blockade from the edge.

The other side is on defense, and I'm on offense. This battlefield is so large, I can always find loopholes in the other side's defense."

Wang Bufu's idea was not wrong, but he underestimated the disgusting nature of his enemy.

The next day, when all of Wang Bufu's troops had completed the extraordinary advancement, the Phantom Banshee who had been gathering intelligence sent back the news.

"Lord Father! We've found their territory. But we can't get in because there's a wall! Such a high, big, long wall!"

"wall?"

"My Lord! That wall—it's all white bones, piled higher than a mountain! There's no end in sight, like a giant bony snake lying there! It's covered in black, rotten flesh, and the stench makes our feathers stand on end!"

"We sisters flew a long way, but we couldn't find the edge! Black smoke was gurgling from the cracks between the bones, and it felt like being pricked by needles when the claws touched it... One of our sisters was almost dragged down by the ghost hand in the smoke!"

"There were skeletons swaying all over the base of the wall, carrying rusty knives and walking back and forth. They were even denser than the rocks on Vulture Cliff back home! There were also some floating will-o'-the-wisp balls squatting on top. They howled when we got close, and scared us into running away!"

"The roads are completely blocked! We can't get around, and we can't fly over—if we fly too high, we'll run into a black cloud pressing down, chasing and pecking at us like a living thing!"

Wang Bufu didn't understand at first. After the harpies chattered and explained for a while, he finally realized what was happening.

The commander of the opposing undead tribe was so crazy that he built a wall of bones on the battlefield!
This skeleton wall firmly blocks Wang Bufu and the Kingdom of Dragons. Wang Bufu has no idea how long it is, but the length discovered by the Phantom Banshees alone is more than 100 kilometers.

The Great Wall is covered with various anti-stealth and anti-space reconnaissance measures, with almost no blind spots.

Wang Bufu rubbed his brows. It seemed his guess was correct. The other party definitely knew their mission and made corresponding tactical adjustments based on it.

(End of this chapter)