If it weren't for the demigod-level masters at the front, I'm afraid the losses to the gods would have been even greater. Of course, the nearly a thousand gods who died were not just caused by the God-killing Crossbow. Within a certain distance, the gods had completely dispersed.
, no longer giving the God-killing Wrath a chance to exert its maximum power, but at this time, the two strongest knights in the Huarong Empire rushed out with the flame of honor burning in their hearts, and broke away from the battle formation and rushed out.
The strength of the god is once again displayed in front of everyone, the Flame Demon Dragon Knights. Each knight is carefully selected. They have their own dragon spears and their own earth dragon mounts. The Flame Lion Knights
, although they no longer have the support of magicians, they are still the strongest Yangon mainland cavalry besides the Flame Dragon Knights. What is their fate now? Two simple words, death.
The two knights only launched one charge, and the price was total destruction. Under the leadership of hundreds of demigod-level masters, these knights did not have much chance at all. They could only rely on the violent impact to take away hundreds of weapons.
The life of the god-man disappeared forever on this barren land.
The most outstanding knights of the Huarong Empire, which the Huarong Empire spent countless energy and hard work to build, were just destroyed. Prince Rong, who had just recovered some strength, couldn't help but spurt blood when he saw this scene, and fell into a coma.
past.
More than two thousand gods, nearly a thousand were lost, most of them died under the double blast of ice and fire from the God-killing Crossbow, and the results of the total destruction of these two elite knights were pitiful. At this time,
The human warriors all raised their weapons, and no one flinched. They all thought of their families. What would happen if these wolf-like gods went to Yangon mainland!
Therefore, although they knew that they would die, they still raised their weapons and launched a suicidal resistance against the gods. By this time, the strength of the single body had been revealed. Although there were only 1,200 gods
, but what they brought was the call of death.
The number of human warriors was decreasing sharply. In the early stages of the battle, the gods suffered almost no losses. Those demigod-level masters were almost invincible. Each attack could easily take away the lives of more than ten human warriors. By this time
, they have become red-eyed, and the resentment caused by being suppressed by magic and crossbow arrows has completely spread out. In their hearts, only blood can release the resentment in their hearts.
However, the rampage of the gods did not last long. The scene turned from one-sided to a stalemate, because the elites of the Blood Lion Cult appeared. Two thousand elites of the Blood Lion Cult, under Luo Rou’s tearful order,
, quietly sneaked into his own warriors. Including the 500 blood guards who were still using the God-killing Crossbow and the 100 Ice Moon Hall masters, under the leadership of the seven elders and five hall masters of the Blood Lion Sect, they used snipers to
The method of killing appeared among the Yangon mainland warriors around the gods. Their appearance immediately slowed down the rate at which human warriors were killed. The number of the 1,200 gods also began to gradually decrease.
Among them, the ones with the most obvious effect are not those masters at the martial saint level, because, including the Seven Blood Lion Elders, these masters have all faced off against demigod-level masters who are a few points stronger than themselves.
Only by fighting for their lives can they barely resist the opponent's attack. On the Yangon mainland side, it was the blood guards who began to harvest the enemy's lives. Yes, those five hundred blood guards who grew up in iron and blood.
The Blood Guards never wear armor. They always wear dark red warrior robes, just like their weapons are always sharp stabbing swords. Their stabbing swords not only have strong penetrating properties, but also possess intense toxins.
.Their joining is a nightmare for the gods. The casualties of gods at the level of servants of gods are constantly increasing under the sneak attacks of the blood guards.
In the eyes of the Blood Guards, any means can be used to achieve the goal. Often, when a human warrior is killed by the servants of the gods, their thin swords have been quietly thrust out from the armpits of the human warrior, bringing
They stabbed out with all their strength, even if their own bodies were pierced by the weapons of the servants of gods at the same time, their attacks would not pause for an instant. What the Blood Guards brought was a kind of spirit. They did not care about their own lives at all.
As long as there is breath left, the attack will not stop.
Although the Flame Dragon Knights and the Flame Lion Knights are strong in the war, they have strong impact, but in a duel with masters, their impact cannot have much effect at all. The previous
During the battle, it was precisely because the demigod-level masters at the front completely restrained the explosive power of their impact that they were completely wiped out and did not play the greatest role. However, the Blood Guards were different. They were the most powerful members of the Blood Lion Sect.
The elite forces, in previous battles, mostly aimed to assassinate some strong men who were stronger than themselves. Therefore, their tactics were the most effective against these prodigies.
The Blood Guards are like cunning poisonous snakes, always hiding in dark corners, but a sudden attack can always gain something. What they gain is the life of the enemy. For this gain, sometimes they have to pay
own life.
Due to the addition of the blood guards, the scene completely entered a stalemate. A hundred thousand troops from Yangon mainland surrounded the remaining more than a thousand gods and killed them. Although they could cause very little damage to the gods, they were not able to do any damage to the gods, including the blood.
The masters of Yangon Continent, including the guards, created opportunities. Their numerical advantage and their firm belief in protecting Yangon Continent made them have no fear in the face of these powerful gods. If there were not hundreds of demigods among the gods,
The existence of masters may have been slaughtered long ago, but the absolute strength did not allow the Yangon mainland army to take any advantage. Every time they killed a god, they had to pay a few, or even dozens,
Hundreds of lives. This was the result of a chaotic battle.
The battle has always been carried out in a stalemate, with casualties appearing in three aspects. The casualties in the air were obviously the least. After Nian Bing's mental power was greatly weakened by the shock, both sides could only cause damage to the other, but they could not be fatal.
.No one can say which side the decisive battle is on, but what can be said is that the outcome of the battle on any side will affect the overall situation.
Nearly six thousand gods were decimated by the slaughter of the dragons. Without the help of gods above the demigod level, they faced the giant dragons. There was almost no chance. The dragons' solid defense prevented them from being fatally harmed.
, but whether it is their breath or their tyrannical bodies, they are the nightmare of the gods in front of them.
Just as the scene entered chaos, a low chanting voice sounded from Luo Rou's side. The sound was not loud. It was completely covered up by the sound of killing on the battlefield. However, the less than a thousand gods and men left here did not know
, it was this inconspicuous low voice that decided their fate.
A layer of miserable green mist filled the air, covering the Yangon mainland army and the gods, making both sides of the battle a little stunned. The gods retreated a little cautiously, but they soon discovered
, this green mist full of evil aura did not have any impact on them. After several trials, they showed their ferocious side and plunged into the battlefield again. They continued their killing. However, they soon realized
It's wrong.
One after another, mutilated corpses gradually stood up from the ground, including the dead Flame Dragon Knights and the Flame Lion Knights, as well as the dead warriors and Blood Guards from other countries in the Yangon continent. Their breath became extremely cold.
Some of them were still dripping blood, and the sinister aura filled the entire battlefield for a while. All the human warriors quickly retreated under Luo Rou's order, but those warriors who stood up again rushed forward without hesitation. Faced with
The gods' attacks, they don't know the pain at all, and the method they use is to kill them all. Unless the body is completely shattered, otherwise, even if only the head is left, they will bite their opponent, and their fighting power will instantly increase.
They were hit, and at the same time, their hearts trembled. They were attacked by their former companions. What is this? What are these things? Under the influence of the miserable green mist, Luorou...
As the battle progressed, the balance began to tilt.
Youyou stood among the crowd with a pale face. She was not tall. Except for Pingchao who was guarding her, even the soldiers on the Yangon mainland did not know that everything in front of them came from the strength of this little girl.
.The miserable green mist was released by Youyou. How she hoped not to let herself use this magic! But it turned out that she still had to use it. Because enough people had died.
"Ah! This is undead magic. We must find the undead magician." A demigod level god shouted in fear. They can easily kill human warriors, but if they want to turn all human warriors into
It is not easy to break into pieces, not to mention, the number of this undead army is tens of thousands. All these tens of thousands of people died in their hands, but now, they have become their enemies. The overwhelming resentment continues
The gods began to retreat under the impact of the undead army, which did not even know what death was. They were already a little timid.
Luo Rou raised her hand again, holding the token that Nian Bing gave her. The two thousand elites Nian Bing gave her now have less than 1,500 people left, and there are only 200 of the 500 blood guards.
People are still alive. Although there are heavy casualties, the deaths of the Blood Guards are something to be proud of, because every Blood Guard has killed at least one god-man who is stronger than them.
Luo Rou closed her eyes, and when tears dripped down her cheeks and fell to the ground, she gave the order, "God-killing arrows, target right in front, double blast of ice and fire. Shoot." There were a total of two hundred God-killing crossbows.
, due to the casualties, there are now barely close to a hundred aircraft that can exert their power. The warriors of the Blood Lion Sect only know how to execute orders, even if the targets they want to kill with their God-killing Arrows are also their dead brothers. The huge and powerful
The crossbow was opened, and the flashing red and blue super crossbow arrows were mounted on the crossbow machine. In the sudden wave of Luo Rou's hand, dozens of forbidden spell-level crossbow arrows burst out with their due power.
With the sight designed by the dwarf Wang Xilu, all the crossbow arrows were not missed. They completed their tasks. The light of magic erupted in the center of the remaining hundreds of gods and tens of thousands of undead warriors. The fierce power of the forbidden curse suddenly appeared in the sky.
A clearing formed there.
The remaining hundreds of gods and men were completely surrounded by undead warriors, and such strong magic suddenly burst out from above their heads that they finally couldn't resist it. After hundreds more entities were thrown down, only those with the strength
The more powerful demigod-level gods fled the battlefield, and their number was only a hundred or so. In this battle, they lost another two thousand elite gods.
Under the special care of the warriors of the Blood Lion Cult, only the innermost warriors were affected by the forbidden curse erupting from the center. The remaining undead warriors still numbered more than 20,000. They did not hesitate at all in that miserable green field.
Under the leadership of the mist, they pounced on the large number of gods and men who were fighting the dragons. Once the suicidal attack started, it would not stop until all the undead warriors lost their lives.
The more powerful the undead warriors were in life, the more powerful they would become after transforming into undead. Among these undead warriors, there were already more than a thousand undead gods. Under the shroud of miserable green weapons, they rushed towards the remaining undead warriors.
God man.
At this moment, a roaring dragon roar suddenly sounded, full of anger and unwillingness. The dragon god's huge body slowly fell down, with a long golden knife inserted in his heart.
Xijie stood in front of the Dragon God, his chest heaving and breathing in the bloody air. At this time, his seven orifices were bleeding at the same time, his body was trembling slightly, and the clothes on his body were no longer there.
Complete, revealing steel-like muscles, looking at the angry dragon eyes of the Dragon God in front of him, he said bitterly: "Do you regret it?"
The Dragon God looked at him with almost dead eyes, "No, I will never regret it, because only in this way can our dragon clan return to the light. Xijie, you will not succeed. Human warriors will
Completely destroy you despicable guys from God’s Continent.”