"Retreat!" Seeing such a scene made me instantly issue a grand retreat order, "get inside the shields, don't stay outside!"
It was time for me to use my last resort, the ace killers I had.
But first I needed my forces to retreat, all of them, or else they would get in the middle of such an attack.
I wanted to take them back and store them inside my inventory. But it was just impossible to tell which were standing on the ground here and which were back with my generals fighting with them.
So I got to wait for my forces to retreat, and that wasn't just a simple thing that would happen in a short time.
And I readied myself to lose lots of force in the middle of such a process.
"Time to set the final preparations then," if I wanted to kill such scary dudes, then I should use the deadliest and strongest attack I ever mustered.
And so I started to move, trap those high zombies inside lots of my shields. These high zombies might be killer and scary, but they got one single disadvantage; they couldn't fly!
As long as I kept my chariot high in the air, I was in the safe zone. And they couldn't stop me.
However when my forces started their grand retreat back to the shields I summoned before, the flying suited dudes came at me with a grand gathering of fiends.
They never tried out my chariot, but this time it seemed to grow slightly anxious. They started to attack me, trying their best to stop me from taking them down.
What they could do was to blind me by such densely packed attacks. As for taking down my shield or even scratching it, it was something that they should keep dreaming about and not truly see happening.
I kept spreading out my shields, and the more I spread, the more of these scary folks getting entrapped.
Even the ones who came to stop me got trapped inside these shields, unable to extricate themselves out.
They wanted to stop me, and they ended up getting trapped inside my shields.
They tried to hit the shields and crack them, but my shields were sturdy and unable to get broken by their attacks.
I liked the result. If they kept coming at me like this then the end result would be quite disastrous to their side.
After almost an hour of doing so, and after spreading tons of shields all over the place, the enemy finally decided to stop coming at me, retreating as far away as possible.
And yet they kept sending off their high zombies towards me, like they never cared about such an attack coming at them at all.
The more I looked at it, the more I got how weird their actions were. There was a single reason that made sense to their weird attitude, and that was in the hidden abilities of these high zombies.
If the enemy wasn't that confident in the ability of his high zombies to deal with my upcoming deadly attacks, then they'd have recalled these troops back as they did with the precious fiends, suited dudes, and those one eyed giants.
Yet I never stopped my hand, and even got my actions a bit faster.
[Get ready, I'm going to use my fierce wave of attack] I sent this message to all of my generals, just to make sure that they were going to end up safe and not step outside the shields when the attack would arrive.
My forces already retreated back to the shields. I didn't have time to count my losses, and didn't care about that for now.
Almost two hours passed since I gave the order, and that was enough time for my forces and the enemies' to retreat to safe zones.
It was time to test how these high zombies would deal with my exploding bones.
I took one dark realm bone, green grade as usual, and got it activated. I threw it inside the shield the moment this bone got activated and shone brightly, then it released its deadly swarm of fire.
The shield turned all red, covered entirely in very berserk waves or fire.
However just before I'd leave this spot, head towards another shield to repeat the process, a new thing happened.
The fire that was supposed to keep raging wildly for days and even a week, ended up getting weaker and slightly fainter. I paused in my tracks before watching the fire that I released turned to show many white dots, gaps in the sea of fire.
Dammit! What was that? What caused such a thing to my precious fire?!!
I didn't move a single muscle and waited for these tiny white dots to expand slowly yet steadily, exposing what caused them.
Down there I saw something I never saw before.
The high zombies two kinds grouped together, the giant black high zombies stood in a circle around, surrounding the smaller purple high zombies inside.
They didn't just stand there idle without doing anything. The creepy mouths were all wide open, and they released thick black fog all over, sucking the deadly fire dry.
"Trying to eat my fire? That's an amazing trick!" I muttered in shock, before realising something.
The smaller purple high zombies lacked such ability to devour fire. However and for a reason, the black high zombies dealt with them like they were priceless treasures!
They surrounded them, protecting them from any fire coming to them. They emerged unscathed and unharmed from such a clash, ending up without losing a single one of them.
That was quite weird. If the black high zombies got such ability, why would they care about the weaker and smaller purple high zombies?
There was something that I didn't know. And for a moment there I thought about going inside and trying to mess up this formation.
But I decided to do something else almost the next second.
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