Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

At another stronghold, the captain guarding here shouted loudly: "Brothers, work harder! The number of sea corpses coming ashore is gradually decreasing. If we survive this period of time, we will be finished!"

Not just this stronghold. If we look down from a high altitude, we can see a front consisting of fifty strongholds.

The stronghold in front of the branch is the most difficult to defend. We only saw John and the others fighting hard. Others were actually fighting together, but they were not as capable as John and the others. They were almost dead, injured, and injured. They were constantly being replaced. Behind them was the Foundation branch. Once this stronghold was breached, the city would fall, so they could not retreat.

Kristol raised one hand, and an ice crystal white flower appeared from his palm. The white flower flew into the group of sea corpses and exploded, killing a large number of sea corpses in an instant.

The frequency of sea corpses coming ashore is not as frequent as before. Before, sea corpses charged at them like a wall, giving no chance to breathe. Now, they can occasionally talk to the people next to them.

"Miss Kristol is really amazing." One person said, "Look, I don't know how many sea corpses she killed, not dozens, but hundreds, right?"

Kristol naturally heard the conversation of the occultist next to her, but she was not complacent about it. This was not like her character. In addition, she does not think that the successful defense of this stronghold is her own credit. This credit belongs to everyone, yes, including the person who fought hard in the shallow sea.

Kristol noticed him very early. Through mysticism, she could sense that the person fighting in the sea was Wei Mingye. If we were to say who had the greatest credit for the success of this battle, Kristol would definitely think it was Wei Mingye.

After all, no one of the high-end combat personnel present dared to enter the shallow sea alone and fight into the sea corpses like him. The most terrifying thing was that he had been fighting for who knows how long, and it seemed that he had been there from the beginning. It can be said that the biggest contributor to the drastic reduction in the number of zombies in the sea is Wei Mingye.

Let's turn our attention back to the stronghold in front of the branch. The roar of fighter jets was heard in the sky. Then, one shell after another landed among the sea corpses and exploded, causing black and red blood and limbs to splash.

John took a breath and retreated to the back of the stronghold. His skin was as black as obsidian, and he could perfectly blend into the darkness when standing in the shadows. This was the backlash caused by his mysterious technique. Only he knew this in his heart—— While gaining great power, you also have to sacrifice something.

The unrusted armor came to John and said: "Sir, you are very strong, and I admire you. But looking at you now, you are very weak. I suggest you retreat to the foundation to rest. I am here, so there is no need to worry."

"That's right." John nodded. He stood up and limped away. There were countless wounds on his body, but they were all scabbed because the flames stopped the bleeding.

John walked past Mistletoe, and Mistletoe looked deeply at John. There are very few occultists who can fight in close quarters. This is because of the occultists themselves - the physical fitness of occultists is not as strong as that of humans. Unless there is the blessing of occult magic, occultists really cannot fight with humans. A close encounter.

She was deeply impressed that she could fight against one guard and twenty knight captains alone and still not fall behind. If John hadn't been able to block it... Mistletoe didn't dare think about that scene, so she took a breath to calm down.

Mistletoe looked at John's leaving figure and said to Wei Xikai: "Is he... dying?"

"Yeah. It seems that you can see it too." Wei Xikai said in a heavy voice, "He has almost exhausted all the energy in his body. If he continues like this, he will die, so someone persuaded him to rest."

Fifteen minutes later, the second batch of fighter jets broke through the clouds and swooped down. At this moment, the mobile island suddenly stood up, and its huge body made the pilot couldn't help but curse.

"Damn! What is that?"

A mountain peak suddenly rose from the sea, fifteen meters high. If you look carefully, you will see what kind of mountain it is. It is a huge monster that no one here has ever seen before.

Its whole body was half rotten, with half of its bones exposed like armor. It was hard to see its appearance. It was probably some kind of sea snake. The fighter pilots looked at the huge sea monster in front of them in amazement, their faces full of shock and disbelief.

The monster let out a low and hoarse roar, the sound was like thunder in a storm, making people's hearts palpitate. Its eyes flashed with green light, as if there were endless mysteries and dangers hidden in the deep ocean.

Then, there were so many holes on its back that people with trypophobia would probably faint on the spot. Immediately afterwards, countless slender arrows made of water were shot from the holes and shot towards the group of fighter jets.

It was now late at night, and the pilots could not see clearly the arrows flying towards them. This was a unique and mysterious technique. It wasn't until the fighter jet next to him exploded and emitted a bright light that the pilot who was still alive realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The flying arrows pierced countless holes in each fighter's body, and the engines began to catch fire. The flames enveloped the entire fighter in just a few seconds. The pilots inside the fighter were licked by the tongues of flames, even if they could escape by jumping out of the cabin. , and he won’t live long.

So, even without telepathy, all the pilots made a decision. They endured the severe pain caused by the flames, flew the fighter jets for the last time, and fell in the direction of the monster.

The dazzling firelight can be seen even one kilometer away, and several beautiful fireballs fall from the sky. This is their last attack. After that, only their names will be engraved on the stone tablet forever.

But suddenly, a melodious and ethereal female song came from the sea. The song was gentle and sweet, like a slowly flowing stream in an empty valley. A blue protective shield immediately appeared around the monster. The fighter jet wrapped in flames fell on the protective cover, causing a violent explosion, and the dazzling firelight illuminated the nearby sea.

This time, everyone saw the true appearance of the monster. It was a distortion and deformity that could not be described in words. The stench of decay almost filled the surrounding air.

"What exactly is that..." The rust-free armor clenched the sword tightly, and Mistletoe on the side opened his eyes wide, with disbelief on his face.

The stronghold is filled with the smell of fear. The oppression brought by monsters is like an insurmountable mountain. In the face of the hope that is about to appear, it brings endless fear and despair to people.