Call of Eschatology

As if back to the beginning of the last days, the moment when the gate of the demon world just opened.

Soaring magical spirits skyrocketed, seeming to light up the world, the gloomy sky, and the pervasive murderous gas, which not only reduced the temperature in the main battlefield of the eight districts by a few points, but also brought deep pressure on everyone.

It was like a boulder on the chest. At this moment, he was breathing shortly, and cold sweat flowed.

"Snoring ... snoring ..."

The panting sound, which was clearly different from ordinary people, quickly caught the attention of others, until a "snap" sound, and a slap slammed into his face door.

The blow was not strong, just "knocked" him out of the trance.

"Are you better?"

A serious and powerful voice sounded. He heard that the name was small, and maybe only a young man in his twenties turned his head to look aside, and saw a brave man standing nearly two meters tall standing in front of himself.

"I ... I am much better ..."

A murmured voice sounded from the little soldier's mouth, watching his pale face and nasty flow, the strong man shook his head gently.

"Anyone will feel this kind of nervousness, but nervousness can't solve any problems. Adjust your mindset. As a frontline army, in a while, we are likely to be in direct contact with the first batch of monsters, you ..."

It may be that the phrase "direct contact with the first demons" is not a word to comfort people. When they heard the voice of their company commander, the little soldier's face was even paler.

Seeing this, the strong man decisively retracted the comfort he did not take very effectively. He lightly squeezed the little soldier's shoulder and lowered his head softly.

"After a while, I said yes, you will come, I will rush in front of you, follow me, don't leave behind."

"Yep."

A mosquito-like voice came out of the little soldier's mouth. Before the little soldier responded, the loud noise exploded in front.

The endless magical energy seemed to turn into a substance, condensed into a smoke dragon, and the roaring magical energy opened its teeth and clawed out from the gate of the demon not far away. For a time, the entire battlefield smelled a strong rotten atmosphere.

Behind him, the voice of the chief commander of the main battlefield in the eighth district came out far away.

"Everyone! Ready for battle !!!"

"Brush ~"

At this moment, the sword sings!

"Artillery! Fire!"

"boom!"

The next moment, the guns roar!

The little warrior only felt a great shock at his feet. Then, numerous "fire meteors" over his head, they straightened into the sky, then dived down, and slammed near the gate of the demon world.

Suddenly the sea of ​​flames seemed to condense into a steel purgatory at the forefront.

"We are strong ... we are strong ..."

Around him, another white soldier was holding the cross in his hand and whispering in his mouth. It seemed that he was praying before the war. It may be that the low prayer sound stabilized the little soldier's heart. At this moment, with the support of the artillery, the little soldier was tight The tense heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

Until a stream of light flickered from the gate of the demon world.

"Hmm ..."

The light dots stirred, tearing the space. A thick silver crossbow with a length of about three meters and a short distance struck the white soldier's chest next to him.

The immense power was like a cannonball. It instantly blasted the white soldiers into debris, and the crossbow remained undiminished. It blasted straight to the rear, bringing out a complete flesh-and-bloom scar.

Looking at the cross that fell by his feet, and looking at the visceral fragments sticking to his body, the little soldier was stuck in place for a while.

"boom!"

The sound of artillery was louder, and the deafening noise made the little soldier's eyes venous and his ears buzzing until a big hand grabbed the little soldier's arm.

"with……"

"With me……"

"Fill me!"

He shouted three times in a row, and the little soldier only understood the words of his company commander. He nodded blankly, but his body unconsciously rushed forward under the command of the company commander until they rushed into the buffer zone and rushed into the range of the gunfire. Inside, into the eyes, a large group of slender devil, six arms long, holding a huge bow, the strange demons came into view!

"Kill them!"

In an instant, the cry rang out in all directions!

In front of the gates of the Demon Realm, the first batch of fighters in charge of the battlefield waved their swords and went forward in an attempt to chop them down before the six-armed Demon archers brought more damage-the small soldiers are also here ...

He just followed his own company's footsteps, getting closer and closer to the archers, until a "buzz" sound appeared in his ears.

The bowstring trembled ...

So the silver light flowed out ...

There was a rush of wind, thousands of long bows exploded, and the silver arrows emerging from the bow strings swept in all directions. The little soldier felt only forward, and his company's body suddenly jittered. In the next second, a silvery white The arrow penetrates the long back muscles and emerges through the body.

Close enough, the little soldier can even see the rotating force on the arrow-just like a large drill. This arrow instantly tore the long trunk, and the remaining momentum rushed towards it. Own door.

"boom!"

The pain came out, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

...

"Are you nervous?"

"Brother, are you nervous?"

"Well, I seem to ask a **** ..."

Inside the gates of the Demon Realm, the two six-armed archers noisily joked, but the relaxed language could not cover the shaking arms of the two.

As elites, as the eighth-level elite troops of the ranks of the former Philip, his two men thought that they could achieve Tarzan's collapse and stay in the same position, and the elk rose to the left without blinking.

However, at this moment, at the moment when the army was commanded by the demon to be the vanguard, the two were trembling and scalp.

No one knows more about the cruelty of the war between the two realms than the demons-it is because they know it that they can only be afraid ...

The glorious vanguard formation is just a deadly suicide mission!

"Gather! Gather!"

Behind him, a low and fierce command sounded. After hearing the words, many archer figures flickered and formed in a line within a few seconds.

Until a distant figure flew from the sky and landed in front of this 10,000 full archer brigade.

"Your task is to tear up the enemy's vanguard and carry out a devastating blow to the enemy's ultra-long-range troops! Are you confident?"

Many bowmen looked at each other.

"Have confidence! Ask you guys!"

"Have……"

The weak murmur only sounded. Listening to the thin reply, the commander just shook his head slightly. Then, he clapped his palms. At the rear, a few black leather monsters carried a huge box and walked to the front of the magic bowman group. Ahead.

"This is a strategic weapon to send you ..."

After the commander spoke, he opened the box vigorously.