Chapter 113 Darkness without backstabs is like light without sacrifice
Not a wail or farewell scream.
In the red firelight, the spectators standing on the ground could only see the corpses falling high.
Like a wild goose with a broken wing, or like a fallen rock.
Not long after, it hit the ground,
After a dull crash, there was no more news.
Only Yi Xia, who was wrapped in blood mist high in the sky, was still floating there safely.
At this moment, the entire front line could vaguely hear the furious roar of the Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha.
But after losing the Scarlet Cult Leader, the Scarlet Sect did not invest more power in the air:
The commander-in-chief who presides over the scarlet camp's battlefield frontline clearly knows their true goal.
Of course, it would be better if we could get rid of the blasphemer in the sky.
As for now?
They have lost a Crimson Hierophant there permanently.
The opponent just swallowed some scarlet mist.
Just let it engulf you...
Without the scarlet mist, I can still destroy the elves' battle line!
The commander-in-chief set a tone for the coming battle.
It is confident that it will completely crush the backbones of these lost elves before sunset.
The fighting continued on the ground, with roars and wails sounding from time to time, like high and low tones rising and falling.
"That guy's head is now more valuable than an elite elf guard!"
"You are actually indifferent?"
On the scarlet position closest to the meat grinder-like main battlefield, a Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet stood on a transport device similar to a cart and said in a deep voice.
But his words, which he thought were full of passion and confusion, did not receive any effective response.
Others were still harvesting the lives of the elf soldiers not far away in an orderly manner, and by the way, they politely gave silent curses or poisons to their companions who were some distance away.
Upon seeing this, the Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet couldn't help but jump down angrily.
He still wanted to throw two axes at the bloody ball of light in the sky.
But before that, others had already reached a consensus:
They would end his life before he could throw his axe.
"A cowardly act!"
The Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet muttered softly.
"There is an elite elf guard there. Go ahead and kill it. The reward will not be much lower than the one in the sky."
At this time, someone pointed to the elf man in the distance who was slaughtering the scarlet believers angrily.
The Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet:...
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"Tips from the Internet: You killed the Scarlet Cult Leader (Elite of the Scarlet Faction). Based on your camp (no camp), you gained 1,000 battlefield points."
"Battlefield prompt: You and the scarlet camp are in hostility, and the scarlet camp will refresh your bounty mission."
"Tips from the Internet: You have swallowed a large amount of poisonous miasma (rare), and your star power has been slightly improved (2.37%↑)."
Yi Xia looked at the prompt information refreshed on her retina.
At this time, his eyes were already filled with a rich blood color.
The noisy sounds of killing continued below, and Yi Xia could feel many malicious stares.
If it were normal, he might be a little trembling and have the hair on his back.
It's not that I'm timid, but it's an instinctive feedback from intelligent beings under the gazes of many strong wills.
Now?
Yi Xia swallowed the scarlet poisonous mist happily.
He is neither frivolous by the attention of the public nor affected by malicious gazes.
In Yi Xia's opinion, the weight of their gazes was no more warm than that of the tourists at Liucheng Cultural Square.
Ferocious orcs, evil believers?
Yi Xia has already equated them with the concept of fishmen.
In fact, they don't even have the truly crazy and cruel will of the fish-men.
They are afraid of death, but they only inflict violence on the weak.
This is what Yi Xia looks down upon.
Evil is not pure enough...
And elves?
Yi Xia's contact with them was mostly limited to some pictures on the multiverse communication forum.
He didn't have much contact with them.
They are not regarded as monsters like evil believers.
But they are just strangers from a foreign race, and there is no such thing as an instinctive closeness.
In the fighting state, Yi Xia's burning will was like a fire rising into the sky.
Lust? Mercy?
Those soft things were burned clean by the fire-like will.
As for thoughts such as elf heirlooms, they cannot exist in such a hot will.
In this state, Yi Xia is transparent.
And just when Yi Xia finished swallowing a big mouthful of scarlet poisonous mist.
He felt a little dazzling in front of his eyes:
The golden sunlight shines through him and directly towards the earth.
It brought light and warmth to this land that had been ruled by poisonous fog for a long time.
The scarlet poisonous mist that was still attracted by Yi Xia looked like slender red flowers under the sunlight.
Obviously, due to the existence of Yi Xia, the Scarlet Sect stopped releasing the poisonous mist...
Yi Xia looked at the place where the scarlet poisonous mist finally disappeared and fell into deep thought.
There was not much he could do to interfere with the poisonous mist created by nature.
But this one might not be that complicated.
"He flew over? What did he want to do?"
Someone on the defense fortifications of the elf camp exclaimed.
This is most likely a lookout hand.
The fierce battle is still going on, and not many people will focus on Yi Xia, who is only swallowing the poisonous mist above his head.
Real combat does not allow for such luxurious distractions.
A fleeting trance can lead to death.
In terms of the elven camp, there hasn't been much of a stir.
But the scarlet camp quickly entered a state of high combat readiness.
This battlefield is defined as an apprentice-level battlefield.
Naturally there won't be a place with too many supermodels.
Flying units basically do not exist, and naturally there are no corresponding countermeasures.
Of course, some of the machinery used for siege can barely be used.
But Yi Xia is not a city wall that stays in place, and the heavy machinery is too slow to adjust, and it is impossible to complete an attack with actual threatening power.
"Come here more, little one."
"You will love my masterpiece..."
In the cold fortifications, Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha murmured in a low voice.
But at this moment, Yi Xia suddenly stopped.
He hovered over the Scarlet Sect's base camp, seeming to be sizing up something.
"Come here more..."
Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha's voice was so soft, as if he didn't want to wake up a sleeping being.
And the next moment, Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha's pupils suddenly tightened:
It saw a flash of fire falling from the sky.
Then it landed in the raw material warehouse of the scarlet poisonous mist with great precision...
Is there another traitor in Scarlet?
For a moment, such thoughts emerged in Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha's dark consciousness.