Eight hundred and eighty-third chapter first battle
The other party obviously didn't expect that they started fighting without even saying hello. The task they received was to harass and delay Zuo Mo and his party.
Especially when Zuo Mo appeared at the front of the war department, it caused them to scream. What does this guy want to do? There was a commotion in the camp.
Zuo Mo didn't even raise his eyelids, and the sword he held high suddenly moved forward!
"kill!"
Zuo Mo took the lead and rushed towards the opponent.
All the generals shouted in unison: "Kill!"
The war department, which had been preparing for a long time, was like a torrent opening its gates, following behind Zuo Mo, rushing out with a bang!
The roar like thunder made the war department on the opposite side even more panicked.
Zuo Mo's face was ruthless, and he raised the sword in his hand again.
Everyone almost subconsciously raised the magic weapons in their hands. The king was like a powerful whirlpool. Their divine power converged towards the king at an astonishing speed!
An indescribable feeling arose in their hearts. Usually, they would send out their divine power, but this time, they seemed to feel that their divine power was being sucked away.
It was this unique suction that made them pass on the divine power without even thinking about it.
These masters of the Western Prison Mansion have rich combat experience and their reactions are extremely fast. Many of them noticed another problem, and their expressions suddenly changed!
The divine power each of them sent out just now was almost double the usual amount!
not good!
They almost jumped with surprise.
The fighting methods of the Demon Clan are very different from those of the other two tribes. In the Demon Clan War Department, every team member sends divine power to the general. The divine power is gathered at the general, and then the general attacks. Due to the concentration of power, the Demon Clan
The Clan War Department's attack power is extremely powerful.
However, for each demon war department, there is a strict limit on the amount of divine power they can usually deliver. This is the key to the level of a war department. Taking a war department of a thousand people as an example, if each person delivers divine power
If there is a little less, the divine power finally gathered in the warrior will be sharply reduced. But if everyone delivers a little more divine power, it will undoubtedly be a disastrous result for the warrior. The divine power will exceed the warrior's body.
, causing the general to explode and die.
This war department has been following An Mo for a long time. An Mo's strong body allows him to withstand astonishing divine power. The divine power they usually deliver is much higher than that of other war departments.
However, just now they seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and the divine power delivered was twice as much as usual!
Even Lord Anmo would never be able to withstand such terrifying divine power!
These masters of the Western Prison Palace, who were extremely experienced in fighting, were so frightened that their minds went blank. They seemed to see the king being exploded by the terrifying power that swarmed in, and exploded into countless pieces.
However, the next scene left them stunned.
The picture in front of them will be deeply imprinted in their minds and destined to be unforgettable for the rest of their lives. When they talk about the legends of the past to their descendants, this picture will always make them lose their minds and make them physically uncomfortable.
His mouth trembled due to his own tremors.
On the back of the copper-bone Hades King, a terrifying amount of divine power was wrapped around the king. The divine power was so strong that the king's back became blurry.
As if it was just their illusion, the blurry back instantly became clear.
Rich and substantial divine power poured into the sword in his hand crazily.
The sword raised high emitted dazzling golden light, like the blazing sun, and the blade of the sword was completely invisible. The king held the sun high, his back straight, as if he was overlooking the entire earth.
Zuo Mo's face was as cold and stern as a sculpture of solid rock, and his eyes were so bright that it was impossible to look directly at him, full of domineering and aggressiveness.
The golden sword in his hand melted into molten iron as soon as the divine power entered. It could not withstand the divine power at all. However, Zuo Mo didn't seem to notice. His eyes stared at the enemy in front of him unmoved.
The right hand raised high did not even change the posture of holding the sword.
He could clearly see the panic and fear on the enemy's face, he could see the flaws in the opponent's battle formation due to chaos, and he could see the opponent's cowardice and lack of will to fight.
There was no wavering in his mind.
He is the king!
No one can stop him!
"kill!"
The low roar exploded directly in the hearts of everyone, like muffled thunder in the clouds, low but with shocking power.
A ball of light as bright as the sun waved down from his hand!
A ball of light mixed with divine power and molten iron flew towards the enemy's war headquarters.
The enemy general finally woke up, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
Oh shit!
He was so desperate that he wanted to scold his mother. All the news said that the new king was weak. He wanted to say to those people, open your eyes and see, is he still weak?
But he knew that if he didn't block this blow, everyone would die here today!
He roared violently and rushed towards the ball of light.
Just as he was about to collide with the light ball, the light ball exploded in front of his eyes.
No one can describe this hit!
The dazzling and bright light exploded, and everyone felt that their eyes suddenly turned into a vast expanse of white. When their vision recovered, the golden sea of light instantly swallowed up the opponent's entire war corps, and the molten iron formed by the golden Liu sword was like a fire tree and silver flowers.
, turned into countless crimson thin threads, sweeping across in the golden sea of light.
Everyone was deeply shocked by the scene before them, and they didn't even notice that their bodies were shaking instinctively.
Weaker enemies were immediately burned to ashes by the golden light. The domineering golden light was astonishingly powerful. But what was truly deadly were the bright red and dazzling filaments. The molten golden iron exploded into countless molten iron droplets the size of mung beans. These iron drops were
The speed of water droplets in the golden light is astonishing, and nothing can stop them. They can even penetrate several people in an instant.
The opponent's entire war department felt as if it had been severely combed with a comb.
When the light dissipated, there were only less than 300 people standing in the opponent's battle formation. They were standing alone and scattered, their expressions were blank, as if they hadn't figured out what was going on.
Everyone knows that these people are finished, and so is this war department.
There was a brief silence on the battlefield.
The remaining enemies have not yet recovered from the blow just now. The masters of the Western Prison Palace behind Zuo Mo were also shocked by such a shocking blow.
"An Mo!"
The cold voice broke the dead silence of the battlefield.
An Mo was startled and came back to his senses. There was disbelief on his face. If he was just following Zuo Mo before, then now he truly surrendered to Zuo Mo.
He bowed down to accept the order from the Demon Cavalry, with a trembling tone in his voice: "Here you are!"
"I'll give you fifteen breaths to clean up the battlefield!"
Zuo Mo's tone was unquestionable and he was determined to kill.
An Mo didn't have any dissatisfaction. He accepted the order without hesitation: "Yes!"
He turned around, ordered dozens of cavalry, and rushed towards the enemy's war headquarters. They rushed in front of the enemy. These remaining enemies seemed to be unaware of the arrival of death, and stood there in a state of despair.
An Mo felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the king's blow just now had completely destroyed the fighting spirit of these people. Even if these people survived, they would never be able to go to the battlefield again.
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Feyre was trembling all over. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the opponent's shattered battle formation, unaware that tears were streaming down his face.
king!
This is the king!
He finally witnessed the birth of the new king of the demon clan!
Everyone was completely conquered by the overbearing blow. The power of the blow was so powerful, this is the king! Even they, facing this blow, had no way to do anything.
He was so convinced that he suddenly felt that being able to participate in this journey was a kind of luck and honor in itself.
Liang Wei opened his mouth wide, unable to make any sound, and all the blood on his face faded away. His fists were clenched tightly involuntarily, and he didn't even notice when his nails dug into his flesh.
Although he is modest on the surface, he is still proud in his heart. This pride comes from his strength. His current level is already that of a top-level warrior. Even if he faces any situation, he will not be helpless. This is
The source of his confidence.
However, Zuo Mo's blow brought him unparalleled impact and shock.
He found that no matter what method he used, he could not resist the blow.
In the face of absolute strength, there was no room for change in his strategies and tactics. This conclusion dealt a huge blow to him.
How can it be……
How could there be such an unreasonable attack in this world?
Yes, quite unreasonable!
No matter how you respond, no matter what position you put in, no matter how roundabout you are, the opponent only needs this one blow!
An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness arose from the bottom of my heart.
A wry smile appeared on Liang Wei's face.
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"This is god level! So strong!" Pu Yao muttered to himself, he was a little stunned.
Although Zuo Mo rescued them, the rescue process was far less spectacular and shocking than the attack in front of him.
Wei, on the other hand, recovered quickly. He noticed Liang Wei's wry smile: "Liang Wei was hit hard this time."
Zuo Mo's unreasonable attack almost overturned the warrior system that Liang Wei had studied for so long, and was an unparalleled blow to him.
Pu Yao came to his senses and regained his composure: "No one else can help him at this level. Only if he can overcome this inner demon can he truly reach the height of Gongsun Bihan."
"He's already at a pretty good level now," Wei said.
"A peerless warrior must have a big heart." Pu Yaoxiao said calmly.
"Zuo Mo is really awesome now!" Wei couldn't help but praise, his tone was full of accomplishment, even though they didn't expect that Zuo Mo would grow to this point.
"He is destined to be the king!" Pu Yao said seriously.
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The battlefield was quickly cleared up, and with Anmo's strength, it was like destroying the remaining defeated generals.
There was not a single living person in the huge battlefield.
Everyone looked at Zuo Mo with eyes full of fanaticism. Nothing is more convincing than the facts. From the beginning of this battle, everyone firmly believed that this would be a legendary journey and no one could stop them!
Fight to the Palace of Hades!
On the back of the Copper Bone Hades King, Zuo Mo's expression was still stern, sitting upright like a rock. The victory in the battle just now did not change his expression at all.
Under the enthusiastic gaze of everyone, Zuo Mo took out a golden sword again.
There was nothing fancy about it, the tip of the sword was pointing diagonally forward, and the cold command was like a stream of flames, making everyone's fighting spirit suddenly rise.