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Chapter 230

Accompanied by fear and screams, before the armless soldier could react, he was swept into the twists and turns around the Path of Glory by the hurricane.

Silently, the moment he fell into the distortion, he turned into countless particles and dissipated in the distortion.

Zhuang Wuming's eyes were sharp, revealing a cold light.

"Sure enough, the Greek gods really have no such thing as face."

"There is no regard for the slightest identity. Any existence that poses a threat to them or is disgusting will cause them to take action personally."

Zhuang Wuming was sincerely wary of the Greek gods. This was a race of gods whose humanity was greater than their divinity.

Rather than saying it is a god, it is better to say that it is an enlarged version of the human race.

After the broken-arm soldier was killed by the God of the West Wind, all the soldiers became more careful, fearing that they would become the second broken-arm soldier.

However, there was no resistance or disgust towards the gods on their faces, as if it was natural for the God of the West Wind to kill the armless soldier.

He frowned secretly, "It's so awesome. The majesty of the gods is deeply rooted in people's hearts. No one dares to resist at all."

"It can even be said that there is no thought of resistance, just like a tamed cow or horse."

Zhuang Wuming felt shuddering at this kind of social structure.

This glorious road will eventually end. After walking for about three days and three nights, they came to the end of the glorious road.

A vast expanse of land appeared under their feet, and dozens of miles ahead, huge roars and radiance were rising.

From time to time, you can see streaks of light streaking across the sky.

They are either pure white, pitch black, or red.

A terrifying aura filled the air, flickering in the air.

Under Zhuang Wuming's microscopic view, the world became chaotic, and hundreds of black holes reflected in his mind.

"hiss"

Taking a breath of cold air, Zhuang Wuming felt a huge shock. There were so many creatures above level four, it was a doomsday scene.

As all ten phalanxes left the light path, the God of West Wind glanced at them, turned around and disappeared into a breeze.

A big man on horseback came to the phalanx and summoned the generals of the ten phalanxes.

Zhuang Wuming was also among the signs, and ten generals with purgatory-level combat power gathered together.

This big shot was dressed in red, with a short sword hanging from his waist. The armor on his body only protected his vital parts, and he wore a red cloak.

The attributes flashed, and Zhuang Wuming saw his name.

Will Macedonia.

Apart from his name, what other attributes are there? He is obviously a person wearing special equipment.

Vermacedonia looked at Zhuang Wuming and the ten men and said, "Thank you for your hard work coming from afar. I am one of the marshals of this battlefield, Vermacedonia."

"From now on, you are under my command."

"From now on, you have three days to rest and adapt to the battlefield environment."

"In three days, you will be on the battlefield under my leadership."

"Now follow me to your camp."

Zhuang Wuming and others followed him without saying a word.

In a strange place, strange people, and a strange battlefield, being cautious and not causing any trouble is the best guarantee for a safe survival.

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Wuming and his party came to a huge open space, enough for the entire Founder to station 30,000 people.

Setting up camp always goes very quickly, and it takes about an hour to get settled.

Ariles came to Zhuang Wuming's camp and said, "Your Majesty General, the camp has been set up. Please give me your instructions."

After thinking about it, Zhuang Wuming said, "Let everyone rest in the camp, cook their own meals, and then have a good rest for the day."

"Start adaptive training tomorrow morning."

"Yes, General."

Watching Ariles leave, Zhuang Wuming's eyes were lost in thought, "Then let me see how big the restriction on power is in this place."

As soon as he entered this space, Zhuang Wuming felt an invisible restraint.

This space is very large, covering hundreds of square kilometers, floating in endless distortions.

Zhuang Wuming carefully observed the distortions around him, but couldn't see anything. There was endless distortion at the end of the continent.

On this continent, he could feel that the energy around him was very lazy, a very lifeless feeling, far less active than being outside.

A little karmic fire burned in his hands, and then he felt the difference.

First of all, the consumption has increased three times, but the power caused by the Karmic Fire is only less than half that of the outside.

"Good guy, energy series skills are very suppressed here," he frowned slightly.

He casually threw the ball of karma fire on the ground.

Bang

With a soft sound, the fire exploded, and a mark of only a few centimeters appeared on the ground.

"Hey, my karma fire is powerful enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, but it can't leave any mark on it."

Zhuang Wuming felt a kind of pressure. This world seemed to have been specially treated.

"As for the solidity of the battlefield and the suppression of energy, there is some secret in it."

Realizing this, Zhuang Wuming became wary of the upcoming war.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. During these three days, Zhuang Wuming was very focused on training his subordinates.

They will be present in person every day to supervise their training. Energy attacks are suppressed, which means that means of mass destruction will not appear.

Then physical strength and quantity will become the key to determining victory or defeat.

Even he needs someone to support him.

With the sound of the horn, Zhuang Wuming's eyes flashed, "Have we started?"

Will Macedonia led his 10,000 cavalry troops to the front of the ten phalanxes.

The ten major phalanxes had already assembled, following the sound of horns and flags, they headed towards the center of the continent.

Zhuang Wuming's phalanx is the seventh army.

Passing through a front line blocked by the Greek army, the thunderous roar and light in front continued to rise. It had never stopped for a moment since it arrived three days ago.

However, after walking for half an hour, Zhuang Wuming saw an astonishing scene. The ground was full of pits, and countless bones, armor, and weapons were scattered on the ground.

No one restrained themselves at all. If you look closely, you can see that the bones on the ground are all invisible.

Zhuang Wuming felt suffocated under the microscope.

This vast underground is made up of countless bones, and countless dirt and dust are accumulated in the gaps between the bones, armor and weapons.

Over the years, I don’t know how long it took to form this continent.

"This is how many wars were fought to create such a huge continent."

I became more and more vigilant in my heart, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

After walking for about two hours, they finally arrived at the edge of the battlefield, with an endless melee ahead. (To be continued)


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