Magic Chef of Ice and Fire

If it weren't for the demigod masters at the front, I'm afraid the gods would have suffered even greater losses. Of course, the death of nearly a thousand gods and men was not just caused by the God-killing Crossbow. Within a certain distance, the gods had been completely dispersed, no longer giving the God-killing Wrath a chance to exert its maximum power. At this time, the Huarong Empire The two strongest knights in the continent rushed out with the flame of honor burning in their hearts, and broke away from the battle formation and rushed out.

The strength of the god is once again displayed in front of everyone. Every knight of the Flame Demon Dragon Knights is carefully selected. They have their own dragon spears and their own earth dragon mounts. Although the Flame Lion Knights no longer have the support of magicians, they are still the strongest Yangon mainland cavalry besides the Flame Dragon Knights. What is their fate now? Very simple two words, death.

The two knights only launched one charge, and the price was total destruction. Under the leadership of hundreds of demigod-level masters, these knights did not have much chance at all. They could only rely on the violent impact to take away hundreds of weapons. The god's life disappeared forever on this barren land.

The most outstanding knights in the Huarong Empire, the knights that spent countless energy and efforts of the Huarong Empire to build, were just destroyed. Prince Rong, who had just recovered some vitality, couldn't help but spurt blood when he saw this scene and passed out.

Of the more than two thousand gods, nearly a thousand were lost. Most of them died under the double blast of ice and fire from the God-killing Crossbow. However, the results of the total annihilation of these two elite knights were pitiful. At this time, the human warriors all raised their weapons, and no one flinched. They all thought of their families. What would it be like if these wolf-like gods went to Yangon mainland? What a scene! Therefore, although they knew that they would die, they still raised their weapons and launched a suicidal resistance against the gods. By this time, the strength of the single entity has been revealed. Although there were only 1,200 gods and men, what they brought was the call of death.

The number of human warriors was decreasing sharply. In the early stages of the battle, the gods suffered almost no losses. Those demigod-level masters were almost invincible. Each attack could easily take away the lives of more than ten human warriors. At this point, By that time, they were already red-eyed, and the resentment caused by being suppressed by magic and crossbow arrows was completely released. In their hearts, only blood can release the resentment in their hearts.

However, the rampage of the gods did not last long, and the situation turned from one-sided to a stalemate, because the elites of the Blood Lion Cult appeared. Two thousand elite members of the Blood Lion Cult, following Luo Rou's tearful order, quietly infiltrated among their own warriors, including the 500 Blood Guards who were still using the God-killing Crossbow and the 100 Ice Moon Hall masters. , led by the seven elders and five hall masters of the Blood Lion Sect, used sniping methods to appear among the Yangon mainland warriors surrounding the gods. Their appearance immediately slowed down the killing rate of human warriors, and the number of 1,200 gods also began to gradually decrease.

Among them, the ones with the most obvious effect are not those masters at the martial saint level, because, including the Seven Blood Lion Elders, these masters have all faced off against demigod-level masters who are a few points stronger than themselves.

They were able to barely resist the opponent's attack by fighting for their lives. On the Yangon mainland side, it was the Blood Guards who began to harvest the lives of the enemies. Yes, those five hundred Blood Guards who grew up in iron and blood.

The Blood Guards never wear armor, they always wear dark red warrior robes, just like their weapons are always sharp stabbing swords. Their stabbing swords not only possess strong penetrating power, but also possess powerful poison. Their joining is a nightmare for the gods. The casualties of the God-servant-level God-men were constantly increasing under the sneak attacks of the Blood Guards.

In the eyes of the Blood Guards, any means can be used to achieve the goal. Often, when a human warrior is killed by the servants of the gods, their thin swords have been quietly thrust out from the armpits of the human warrior, bringing They stabbed out with all their strength, even if their own bodies were pierced by the weapons of the servants of gods at the same time, their attacks would not pause for an instant. What the Blood Guard brings is a kind of spirit. They have no regard for their own lives. As long as there is breath left, the attacks will not stop.

Although the Flame Dragon Knights and the Flame Lion Knights are strong in the war, they have strong impact, but in a duel with masters, their impact cannot have much effect at all. The previous During the battle, it was precisely because the demigod-level masters at the front completely restrained the explosive power of their impact that they were completely wiped out and did not have the greatest impact. However, the Blood Guards are different. They are the most elite force of the Blood Lion Cult. In previous battles, their goals were mostly to assassinate some powerful men who were stronger than them. Therefore, their tactics must be used to deal with these talented people. is the most effective.

The Blood Guards are like cunning poisonous snakes, always hiding in dark corners, but a sudden attack can always gain something, and what they gain is the enemy's life. For this harvest, sometimes you have to sacrifice your own life.

Due to the addition of the blood guards, the scene completely entered a stalemate. The hundreds of thousands of troops from Yangon mainland surrounded the remaining more than a thousand gods and killed them. Although they could cause very little damage to the gods, they were not able to do any harm to the gods, including the blood. The masters of Yangon Mainland, including Wei, created opportunities. Their numerical advantage and their firm belief in protecting Yangon Mainland made them have no fear in the face of these powerful gods. If there were not hundreds of semi-god-level masters among the gods, they would have been slaughtered long ago. However, the absolute strength did not allow the Yangon mainland army to take any advantage. Every time they killed a god, It will cost several, even dozens or hundreds of lives. This was the result of a chaotic battle.

The battle has always been carried out in a stalemate, with casualties constantly appearing in three aspects. The casualties in the air are obviously the least. After Nian Bing's mental power has been greatly weakened by the shock, both sides can only cause damage to each other, but they cannot be fatal. . No one can say which side the battle to decide the surname is on, but what can be said is that the outcome of the battle on any side will affect the overall situation.

Nearly six thousand gods were decimated by the slaughter of the dragons. Without the help of gods above the demigod level, they had almost no chance against the giant dragons. The dragons' solid defense prevented them from being fatally harmed. , but whether it is their breath or the tyrannical body, it is the nightmare of the gods in front of them.

Just as the scene entered chaos, a low chanting voice sounded from Luo Rou's side. The sound was not loud and was completely covered by the sound of killing on the battlefield. However, the less than a thousand gods and men left here did not know , it was this inconspicuous low-pitched chanting sound that decided their fate.

A layer of miserable green mist filled the air, covering the Yangon mainland army and the gods, making both sides of the battle a little stunned. The gods retreated a little cautiously, but they soon discovered , this green mist full of evil aura did not have any impact on them. After several trials, they showed their ferocious side again and threw themselves into the battlefield again, continuing their killing spree. However, they soon realized something was wrong.

One after another, mutilated corpses gradually stood up from the ground, including the dead Flame Dragon Knights and the Flame Lion Knights, as well as the dead warriors and Blood Guards from other countries in the Yangon continent. Their breath became extremely cold, and some of them were still dripping blood. The evil breath filled the entire battlefield for a while. All the human warriors quickly retreated under Luo Rou's order, but those warriors who stood up again He rushed forward in an unstoppable manner. Facing the attacks from the gods, they didn't know pain at all, and the methods they used were completely fatal. Unless the body is completely shattered, even if only the head is left, they will bite their opponent, and their combat power will instantly increase. Not only will the gods be hit physically, but their hearts will also tremble. The ones attacking them were actually their former companions. What was this? What are these things? Under the influence of the miserable green mist, the balance of the battle on Luo Rou's side began to tilt.

Youyou stood in the crowd with a pale face. She was not tall. Except for Pingchao who was guarding her, even the soldiers on the Yangon mainland did not know that everything in front of them came from the strength of this little girl. . That miserable green mist was released by Youyou. How she hoped not to let herself use this magic! But it turned out that she still had to use it. Because enough people have died.

Ah! This is undead magic. We must find the undead magician. A demigod-level god shouted in fear. They can easily kill human warriors, but it is not easy to turn all human warriors into pieces, not to mention that the number of this undead army is tens of thousands. These tens of thousands of people all died in their hands, but now they have become their enemies again. The overwhelming resentment continued to rise. Under the impact of the undead army who did not know what death was, the gods began to retreat. They were already a little timid.

Luo Rou raised her hand again, holding the token that Nian Bing had given her. There are now less than 1,500 of the 2,000 elites Nian Bing gave her, and only 200 of the 500 blood guards are still alive. Although there were heavy casualties, the deaths of the Blood Guards were something to be proud of, because every Blood Guard killed at least one god-man who was stronger than them.

Luo Rou closed her eyes, and when tears dripped down her cheeks and fell on the ground, she gave the order, God-killing arrow, the target is right in front, double blast of ice and fire. Shoot. There were two hundred God-killing crossbows in total. , due to the casualties, there are now barely close to a hundred aircraft that can exert their power. The warriors of the Blood Lion Sect only know how to execute orders, even if the targets they want to kill with their God-killing Arrows are their dead brothers. The huge and powerful The crossbow was opened, and the super crossbow flashing red and blue arrows was mounted on the crossbow machine. In Luo Rou's sudden wave, dozens of forbidden spell-level crossbow arrows burst out with their due power.

With the sights designed by the dwarf Wang Xilu, all the crossbow arrows were not missed. They completed their tasks. The light of magic burst out among the remaining hundreds of gods and tens of thousands of undead warriors. The fierce power of the forbidden curse suddenly appeared in the sky. A clearing formed there.

The remaining hundreds of gods and men were completely surrounded by undead warriors, and such strong magic suddenly erupted above their heads that they finally could not resist it. After throwing down hundreds more entities, only the more powerful demigods fled the battlefield, numbering no more than a hundred. In this battle, they lost another two thousand elite divine men.

Under the special care of the warriors of the Blood Lion Cult, only the innermost warriors were affected by the forbidden spell erupted from the center. There were still more than 20,000 undead warriors remaining. They did not hesitate at all in that miserable green field. Under the leadership of the mist, they pounced on the large number of gods and men who were fighting with the dragons. Once the suicidal attack started, it would not stop until all the undead warriors lost their lives.

The more powerful the undead warriors were in life, the more powerful they would become after transforming into undead. Among these undead warriors, there were already more than a thousand undead gods. Under the shroud of miserable green weapons, they rushed towards the remaining undead warriors. God man.

At this moment, a roaring dragon roar suddenly sounded, full of anger and unwillingness. The dragon god's huge body slowly fell down, with a long golden knife inserted in his heart.

Xijie stood in front of the Dragon God. His chest was heaving and he was breathing in the bloody air. At this time, his seven orifices were bleeding at the same time, his body was trembling slightly, and the clothes on his body were no longer there. Complete, revealing steel-like muscles, looking at the angry dragon eyes of the Dragon God in front of him, he said bitterly: Do you regret it?

The Dragon God looked at him with almost dead eyes, No, I will never regret it, because only in this way can our dragon clan return to the light. Xijie, you will not succeed. Human warriors will Completely destroy you despicable guys from God’s Continent.”

(To be continued) ()