Chapter 220

The Blood Spirit Vermilion Birds condensed runes in unison, pointed at their foreheads, and their auras were immediately internalized.

The silver-white Qilin also restrained its sound and light effects, trying to be as low-key as possible.

Under Chen Ping's command, they rushed straight to the starting point of that short ocean current.

During the period, they also used other short ocean currents as transfers, and only then arrived at the destination after more than an hour.

Looking at the slightly drifting space in front, everyone immediately increased their vigilance.

"Go."

Boarding the ocean current, the familiar shuttle feeling came again, and they arrived at the destination in less than ten minutes.

The group was actually thrown directly out of the mist.

As far as the eye could see, they were all sea trolls attacking the coastline.

Chen Ping looked above the coastline, but couldn't help but change his face.

They saw that on the North District continent, death aura was everywhere.

Its intensity was even worse than the Burial Ground!

In such a death aura environment, humans simply couldn't survive for a long time.

If this was the natural environment of the North District, then they simply didn't have the ability to compete with other major districts!

Sparks of fine lightning exploded on the silver-white Qilin.

As an auspicious beast, it was naturally disgusted with negative energy such as death aura.

In its eyes, the North District continent was almost the same as a dung pit.

Because everyone internalized their auras, and Chen Ping had cast light and shadow illusions in advance.

At this time, the sea trolls didn't find that a team of humans appeared behind them, and they were still attacking constantly.

Chen Ping observed for a long time, and finally determined that the combat objects of the sea trolls were actually the undead legion.

Both sides fought on the coastline tirelessly, but it could be clearly seen.

The sea trolls were actually just adding material to the undead legion.

Undead mages holding bone staves stood in the death aura, constantly reviving the dead trolls.

The corpses revived by the undead mages naturally transformed into members of the undead legion.

The defensive line here was more solid than the base camp in the South District, and it was almost effortless.

As the most specialized combat method for undead-type warfare, such a battle was simply their favorite.

"Go, you can't go up here."

In such a short while, Chen Ping had already scanned the coastline.

Because this section had a suitable landing point, it was a terrain structure of ocean, beach, and land.

So the main force of the troll attack naturally gathered in this place.

Chen Ping needed to find a place with high cliffs.

There, the sea trolls were relatively few, and the undead legion defending would not block the defensive line completely.

Only then would he have the opportunity to sneak into the North District to check the specific situation.

The group quietly hid into the mist, moving forward with the help of the mist that had become illusory due to the invasion outbreak.

After bypassing a distance of dozens of kilometers, Chen Ping finally found a very high cliff.

There were almost no sea trolls here, but the death aura on the cliff rolled violently, and it was obvious that there was also fighting behind the death aura.

This was actually easy to understand during the invasion, after all, the invasion broke out from all directions.

Chen Ping didn't want to go around anymore; he took out the tortoise shell and shook it casually, but got a vague result.

The hexagram showed that he would have gains here, but it was not certain what the gains were related to.

This was basically a useless hexagram, but Chen Ping didn't expect to see anything anyway.

He was just used to it.

Putting away the tortoise shell, Chen Ping led the Blood Spirit Vermilion Birds to increase their height and flew all the way toward the cliff.

Just as they were approaching, suddenly undead skeleton soldiers stood out and raised their hands for a round of arrow rain attacks.

It seemed that the undead legion had also pulled the defensive line to every place.

The Blood Spirit Vermilion Birds hit blood arrows, easily killing these garbage skeleton soldiers, and cleared the landing site.

As soon as Chen Ping and the others landed, their brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Rich death aura surged, making everyone feel extremely uncomfortable.

The silver-white Qilin's hair exploded, supporting an electric light shield, forcing the death aura away.

"Head of the family, in such an environment, our life force will be in a state of continuous decline."

"What is the rate of decline?"

"Temporarily very slow, can be ignored, but it is not certain whether there will be changes as the contact time lengthens."

After listening to the report of the blood spirits, Chen Ping nodded.

Death aura has a corrosive effect on living beings.

For living beings in such an environment, according to their own strength, the rate of decline of life force is different.

The decline rate of the blood spirits should be zero point something percent, which can be ignored by their own recovery speed.

"Groups of ten, disperse to investigate intelligence, avoid conflict."

"Yes!"

"Wait!"

Chen Ping was just about to let the blood spirits set off, when he caught sight of a death bird standing on a withered tree in the distance.

This death bird showed a puzzled expression, staring at their area and looking around.

After Chen Ping left the mist, he had been casting illusions to cover their tracks.

He used the skill he realized from the Phantom Star suit, which belonged to light and shadow illusion.

At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, there was no one on the cliff.

That's why the death bird was puzzled; clearly there was no one, how did the skeleton shooters die?

Just as it was about to spread its wings and fly over to inspect the scene, suddenly a faint mental fluctuation hit its mind.

The death bird is a scout of the undead system; although it possesses decent intelligence, it is after all a low-level animal.

Chen Ping directly used a mental shock to control the death bird.

But he didn't kill the death bird, but directly covered it completely with light and shadow illusion.

In this way, the death bird was equivalent to being shielded.

Only then did the blood spirits separate and head toward the depths of the death aura...

The silver-white Qilin impatiently dug the ground with its hooves.

But after digging it open, it found skeletons under the soil, so it retreated in disgust.

Chen Ping didn't feel anything.

Death aura is also a kind of energy in the final analysis, belonging to a member of heaven and earth.

Some powerful scholars can even convert death aura into spiritual energy; Chen Ping also knows some skills.

He casually laid down an array rune nearby, and then pressed a few energy stones into it as a starting source.

Hum.

With the activation of the array, the death aura around was bound by inexplicable energy and constantly decomposed.

The air on the cliff suddenly became fresh.

As time passed, Blood Spirit Vermilion Birds began to return from reconnaissance.

Chen Ping listened to their reports one by one, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

Undead, undead everywhere, and even undead-ified lords!

The Blood Spirit Vermilion Birds unfolded their blood spirit wings and flew across the high altitude, and what they passed was simply shocking.

This is a continent without any vitality.

Undead are wandering everywhere, including skeletons, stone puppets, undead knights...

Even, there are undead lords leading the undead army...

The Blood Spirit Vermilion Birds just took a look from afar, and then immediately turned back.

For fear of being captured by the undead lords with unusual auras, so that everyone's whereabouts would be exposed.

So far, the few teams that have returned, the farthest one flew out for more than twenty kilometers.

And the situation they reported back had no difference.