No one knows what hell is like, but at this time, all the people who came here from xuanwang city to visit Haas saw the horror of the devil.
The whole battlefield is extremely fierce. The combat effectiveness of these skeleton soldiers is really appalling. After a short battle, there are less than 20000 people left, and they are still fighting hard. Although it is undeniable that these evil creatures used despicable means before fighting, the war has always been cruel, The loser never has the right to question what means the winner uses, because the winner always stands at the top of the discourse power, which has nothing to do with racial civilization. History has always been written by the winner.
"Lord, what's next? It's meaningless to fight any more... "Said Zhao Yi, a silver armour commander with a sad face.
The strong worshippers have been killed and wounded. Now there are less than 10000 soldiers struggling. If we continue to fight, the whole army will be destroyed sooner or later.
On the other hand, the number of skeletons was about 3000, but now there are still half of them. The fierce battle damage ratio makes people despair. What a terrible combat effectiveness it is to kill dozens of enemies with more than 1000?
"I'm not reconciled. Why is it like this? It's clear that we will always have 70000 strong troops, but who can tell me why...". Looking at the fierce battlefield, Zhao Yi's eyes were a little dull, and then he roared ferociously.
The silver armour commander didn't say a word. Who can blame him? It's not your own fight. Even if you don't know what kind of existence the other side is and what fighting capacity it is, you rush to lead the troops rashly. Who can you blame for this outcome?
"It's him, it's him, it's the disciple of the sword worship sect named Tang Tian, who made the king lose tens of thousands of troops. All this was caused by him. I'll tear him to pieces...". Zhao Yi, who can't find the target, blames Tang Tian for all the responsibilities. He thinks that Tang genius is the culprit of all this!
Looking around, the cannibal Zhao Yi visited the whole battlefield and finally roared: "who told me, where is the humanity named Tang Tian? Find him out, I'll let him die... "!
Zhao Yi's silver armour commander almost rolled his eyes. Strange man, you have to find a reason. Will you, you have no reason to blame others for everything? Do your parents know?
"Hee hee... Interesting human, I find that your shamelessness has made me appreciate it. Come with me, let's play a game"? At this time, Zhao Yi's ear came a gruesome laughter, I do not know when, that originally followed in Haas side of the bloody Banshee swaying hot posture appeared in Zhao Yi's side, is a face bloodthirsty looking at Zhao Yi.
"Protect the Lord..." the commander of silver armour yelled to remind the guards around him. He drew out his sword and looked upright, but shamelessly chose to retreat!
The ghost will go to protect what kind of grass bag Lord. The silver armour commander saw that the bloody Banshee was strong, even the strong one in the life circle realm was killed by the other party. He went to protect Zhao Yi and fought hard with him. That was the act of looking for death!
"You..." when Zhao Yi saw the move of the silver armour commander, he was a little angry and vomited blood.
Qiang... With a flash of cold light, Zhao Yi pulls out the gorgeous sword at his waist. The light of the sword is like snow, and he splits toward the bloody Banshee.
"You're not good..." the bloody Banshee's tiny, thin, blood colored palm claps, and the blood colored light flows. With a slap, Zhao Yi's sword light is smashed. With a wave of a dagger, Zhao Yi's sword arm is removed with a puff!
"I like human beings with white and tender skin most..." the bloody Banshee licks her lips and reaches for Zhao Yi's neck. As soon as the bloody light spits out, Zhao Yi's body sounds crackling. Her body suddenly softens and disappears into the chaotic battlefield.
The guards protecting Zhao Yi look at each other. What can we do?
"Lord Commander, we are going to..."? A small army leader looked at the silver armour commander and asked blankly.
"What else can we do? The prince fell into the hands of the devil, and the result is self-evident. Quick, integrate the remaining troops, withdraw from the battle, retreat to the valley where we recuperated last night, and discuss what to do next. "The silver armour commander knew that the situation was over, and quickly made a judgment.
After a rush of orders passed on, the fighting army got a ridiculous order to stop fighting! After so many people died, the surviving soldiers were almost crying!
"Master, what should I do? If this goes on like this, my Wang family will be completely finished," a young man asked, standing beside Wang die with a pale face.
Thousands of the king's best sons have come here, and now there are only less than 1000 left. Other people will stay on this battlefield forever. It's meaningless to fight any more. It will only make the king's family completely buried here.
"Order to go on, let everyone back...", Wang die says helplessly, but her eyes are on the battlefield to inspect Tang Tian's figure, but where can I find it?
Similar to the Wang family, the Lin family is also under the arrangement of Lin Ao, and the reserved people begin to retreat.
A group of nearly 100000 people came to fight, and now they are running for their lives at the cost of their troops, but their opponents are skeleton troops with less than 10000 people. This kind of fighting result is a little unacceptable to everyone!
He ran away and was chased and killed by the skeleton army, which was obviously reduced by several times. There was such a dramatic picture in the whole battlefield. I'm afraid that anyone who has a little sense of leader can't look directly at it!
"Human beings like ants dare to run to provoke me," said Hass, looking at the defeated human side. He didn't even bother to chase. The rest of the human beings are no longer qualified to let him fight.
"Cleaning the battlefield, rebuilding the destroyed buildings, these human beings will do a good job, actually know that I sent people, sent tens of thousands of troops to me...", Haas said, five meters tall huge body step by step into the city, there is no need to stay here.
It's so undead that Haas's route is just on the other side of the wall where he was before, but the wall has become a ruin at this time.
The purple flame in Haas's eye socket beat, stamped his foot, and the torrential shock wave spread out, shaking the gravel in front into powder, resulting in a straight road.
"Ten meters... Eight meters... Five meters... Two meters... One meter... Now"!
Tang Tian, who lurks in the ruins, locks Haas with his senses and calculates slowly in his heart. In the end, he suddenly opens his eyes and his body disappears in the same place!
On his way forward, Hass suddenly felt a terrible chill in his heart. Without thinking about it, the dark sickle appeared in his hand. As soon as his body was shocked, a black wheel surrounded his side, and the black lightning crackled above.
"Familiar feeling, it's the mole ant again, damn it...", Haas stood in the same place, looked at the front and roared, his black scythe thought about the emptiness in front and split it!
Just one meter in front of him, in the five meter high void, a golden light twinkled, interwoven into a mysterious array. The void split, and a man wrapped in black tights killed him from the void with a black sword!
All this happened too fast. Originally, Hass wanted to return to the city from here. When his sense of crisis rose, he made an action, but at the moment when his action just started, the black figure was killed out of the void.
That person's ability for Haas is the existence that can be ignored. All the dangerous sources come from the black sword in the hand of the black figure!
The body of the sword was dark, not reflective, and plain. But in his eyes, it was more terrible than the gun of killing gods in the hands of Hades. It made him cold. Of course, if he had a skeleton shelf, he would feel cold!
"I once said that no matter what you are, if you can be killed once, you can be killed the second time. Today is the time to fulfill my original promise." Tang Tian's cold voice rang out.
"It's you, the man who used to be a mole ant..." Haas roared!
The black scythe split out, but in the eyes of Haas, the black sword moved forward. When the black scythe and the black sword met, the black scythe shocked, and his proud black scythe was shocked to pieces by the black sword!
Not to mention that, even the black wheel outside of Haas could not stop the black sword. It was torn to pieces in an instant!
In an instant, in less than one millionth of a second, the black sword crossed a distance of one meter and penetrated Hass's skull like cutting tofu. After turning the black sword, Hass was so powerful that it was inconceivable. He killed Hass, who was as strong as a dog butcher. He was assassinated by this peerless blow!
The way of Assassin is to defeat the strong with the weak. One strike is fatal. You don't need gorgeous moves, but one strike to kill the enemy!
"Finally killed you..." under the black tights, Tang Tian couldn't help shaking after he got it, but at this time, he thought about other things.
As soon as he reached for it, he put away a lot of things that Haas had burst out. He didn't even care to check the voice in his mind. For a moment, he didn't dare to stop. He turned around and moved ten meters horizontally. He appeared on top of a pre buried transmission array. His figure disappeared in the same place in a flash.
At the moment when Tang Tian disappeared, with a roar, a torrential force would smash it!
"The general was assassinated..." a shrill scream rang through the whole evil city, and almost all the troops led by Haas were silent!
Haas, a powerful skeleton general, is invincible. How can he die?
(after the confusion, the days still have to continue. The monthly pass of this book at the beginning of this month is now 2. Seeing this, I immediately feel that I am 2. I almost have no mind to code and want to give up. However, after the confusion, the days still have to continue. Maybe it's because I'm not good at writing. It doesn't matter. Anyway, stone will insist on writing.)