Although Yuanxu was powerful, he was injured in the previous battle. Facing the evil king's melee pressure, he could only passively respond and was unable to support Yuanxu's army below.
At this time, below, the players are united and moving forward as they did before.
Tonight, we are brothers fighting side by side.
Tonight, we are dead soldiers who regard death as home.
Tonight, we are warriors fighting bloody battles.
The fight tonight is not for victory, but for the purpose of eradicating the resentment in my heart.
Under siege from all sides, the beating of war drums and the shouts of the enemy impacted the eardrums of the players.
They turned around, showed their weapons again, roared collectively to the sky, and took a step forward at the same time.
"Boom!" The ground was shaking.
"kill!"
Along with the shouts, the players once again launched a fearless charge.
The blood of the enemy is the best gift for the dead soldiers.
At this time, they had forgotten that they were just players and were completely involved in the battle.
The smell of blood echoes at the tip of the nose. The so-called cruelty of the battlefield belongs to the enemy, but all the players have is a burning fighting spirit.
Faced with the constant death of his subordinates, Yuan Xu wanted to go to support several times, but under the restraint of the evil king, he could only continue to resist and was unable to go to support at all.
Turning his head to look at the players fighting bloody battles below, the Evil King's lips curled up.
"Is it an honor to die in battle? What a terrible race!"
"Evil King, you will regret it if you become my enemy!" Yuanxu shouted at this time.
The Evil King did not speak, and his figure flashed close to him again. His giant palm slammed down, and long dragons formed around his arm, and then roared and bit into Yuanxu.
Facing the evil king who was clinging to him, Yuan Xu's anger surged.
In fact, the reason why he was unwilling to continue fighting the evil king was because he knew that the evil king was immortal. Even if he won, it would be of no avail. The most important thing was to help the army stop losses.
After all, he cannot lose this army. This is where he will have the right to speak to the outside world after taking control of this large area in the future.
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"They are madmen, they are madmen!" A ghost king finally couldn't help but roared after being repelled again.
He has never encountered such an opponent before, and he is really scared.
It was obviously a huge advantage, but in the eyes of the Ghost King at this time, there was an illusion that the players were the attackers and they were passively defending.
At this time, more than half of the player's army was dead or injured, but they still did not stop and moved forward firmly step by step. The sword they waved was still sharp, harvesting the lives of the enemies.
Players are not afraid of death, but they are.
Those fallen figures were all warriors they had carefully trained, and they were their most important external force. Seeing their clansmen falling in droves, their hearts could not help but tremble.
They really want to back off if they can.
They don't want to accompany the madmen any longer.
However, in the crazy attack of the players, they were deprived of even the right to abandon the battle.
In the endless killing, the players fell one after another, but immediately there were those who came after them, shouldering the fighting spirit of their comrades, and continued to move forward with their swords.
They really succeeded in leaving the enemy with corpses everywhere and blood flowing thousands of miles away.
As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer comrades, but the players become more and more fierce.
Like hungry wolves, wherever their bloodthirsty gazes went, the soldiers of the Yuanxu Army would lower their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at them.
At the end of the battle, there were only a million players left in the encirclement.
This battle seemed to be coming to an end, but neither Yuanxu nor the ghost kings below felt that they had won.
Because in terms of mentality and momentum, they are the losers.
At this time, it started to rain, and the blood-colored drizzle fell down, making the atmosphere of the battlefield even more tragic.
"Hahaha, they are actually afraid, they are actually afraid!"
Seeing Yuanxu's army surrounding millions of players but not daring to step forward, the Evil King above couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, he just felt happy and happy. The players had proved everything through this battle and won his respect.
Although this force that calls itself the Wan Family is about to perish, the Evil King still remembers them in his heart.
Because they kindled their own passion.
This feeling is very strange. In countless years, he has never had such a strange feeling.
Very passionate, very excited, very fun!
"kill!"
Facing Yuanxu's army that did not dare to step forward, the players roared collectively, pointed their swords forward, and pointed their swords at the enemies again.
Launched a charge.
It seems that it is not they who are surrounded, but the soldiers of Yuanxu's army. Even if they are defeated, the players' momentum completely overwhelms these veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles.
Just understand that you died in battle, why should you return your body wrapped in horse leather?
Dark clouds, low pressure, and bloody rain.
When the last player fell, the tense nerves of the entire Yuanxu army collapsed, and they fell to the ground one by one, gasping for air.
Even though those players have died, the fear in their hearts has not faded away.
This is a victory, but no one cheers or sings its praises. All there is is a sense of complacency in the aftermath of the disaster.
Looking around, they saw corpses everywhere, and the blood that had gathered formed pitted pools of blood on the battlefield, making their hearts tremble again.
They are afraid, they are terrified, and the strength in their bodies seems to have been drained, and they have even lost the courage to stand up.
And those ghost kings were also stunned on the spot, and their hearts were like those frightened soldiers, but they suppressed the fear in their hearts and did not show it.
At this moment, they suddenly felt a sense of luck.
They are dead, thankfully they are dead!
The army of players has left a deep mark on their hearts, lingering like a shadow.
"Hahaha, Yuanxu, you lose, look at them!"
Above the sky, the Evil King pointed at the Yuanxu army below and laughed wildly, the sarcasm in his eyes clearly evident.
At this time, Yuanxu's face was ashen, but the fact was that the soldiers below had already lost their fighting spirit. Even if they won, it was no different from losing.
"This is the army of my evil king!" Suspended in the air, looking at the Yuanxu army below, the evil king's roar was loud, making the Yuanxu army soldiers below tremble again.
"Do you think the battle is over? This is just the beginning. Get ready. Next, you will face my evil king's army. I will avenge them. You all have to die. Remember, you all have to die!
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"Hahaha, so happy, I have never been so happy in my life!"
The Yuanxu Army soldiers below all looked up at the Evil King who was laughing crazily in the air, their eyes full of fear.
Isn’t it over yet? Are there still such warriors?
At this moment, fear spread in their hearts, and they seemed to see that fearless army composed of tens of millions of people appearing in front of them again.
