In the burning camp, corpses piled up into mountains, and blood seeped into the snow on the ground, turning it into a dark red, sticky, and muddy state.
Even the fierce mountain wind cannot dissipate the strong smell of blood. Every inch of space seems to tell the cruelty of war.
However, this is just the beginning
In the darkness that the flames could not illuminate, a mysterious figure walked.
An empty sleeve flutters in the wind, indicating the owner's disability.
Under the light of the fire, a face full of hostility appeared, as if the whole world owed him a debt and had to pay it back every cent.
This resentment seems to be innate, resenting the favoritism of parents, resenting getting too little, resenting teachers for being blind, resenting the people around them who live better than themselves, resenting why the humble world lacks respect for themselves.
Perhaps for those who consider themselves to be naturally noble, it is the greatest offense to them that the world does not surrender at their feet.
They are supposed to be the masters of this world because they are born noble and different from ordinary people. They are the chosen ones, reincarnations of true dragons, destined to be superior to all living beings.
If not, then everyone is bullying him, oppressing him, and depriving him of everything he deserves, so no matter what they do, no matter how selfish and cruel it is, it is correct and just.
This is their logic. If anyone dares to question their views, it is prejudice and discrimination, jealousy and hatred of genius, heresy and evil, and must be eradicated.
As the saying goes, the same rice feeds all kinds of people. There is no shortage of such people in the world, and this young man who is missing an arm is one of them.
Behind him, in the darkness of wind and snow, a pair of huge animal eyes suddenly opened.
A sinister aura suddenly swept through the entire place. The pupils that reflected the flame and were as big as a wheel were full of desire for flesh and blood.
Accompanied by a dull roar, a huge animal claw stretched out from the thick ink-like darkness. The crimson skin was extremely rough, with spiky hairs covering the surface, and veins bulging under the cortex, full of violent power.
The beast's claw fished them over, grabbed at least five broken human corpses, and shrank back into the darkness. Then there was the sound of chewing, which was the terrifying sound of teeth sliding through flesh and blood, severing blood vessels and tendons, mincing internal organs, and crushing bones.
"Swallow it to your heart's content, my lord, these flesh and blood will give you greater power!"
"Our common enemy lies ahead."
"I can't wait to see them angry and desperate."
The young man grabbed Broken Arm's shoulder fiercely, his expression became extremely ferocious, "Tear these despicable mercenaries into pieces and pile their heads into an altar!"
"Let them know that if they offend me, Mr. Qin, there will only be death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar sounded from behind, and the smelly air blew his head into a mess, as if to remind him that it was not the consequences of offending his ant, but the consequences of offending the King of the Abyss!
At the same time, on the battlefield thousands of meters away, Chen Xingzheng and his two clones were half-kneeling in the snow, shooting at large sniper rifles. Every time blue flames are emitted from the muzzle, an enemy mecha will be taken away.
This weapon called "Bayon Angel" uses 35 mm caliber bullets and has a gun body length of 5.7 meters. It is a veritable "sniper cannon".
With such a heavy gun body and huge recoil, only evolutionists can use it. Chen Xing's sixty-five points of strength can only be considered average among evolvers, but compared to ordinary people, he is an out-and-out strongman.
The light curtain in front of him shook from time to time, exploding into clusters of sparks and revealing a hexagonal honeycomb structure. That is the effect produced when the opposite side's psychic sniper bullet hits the psychic shield.
Chen Xing's main target is the mecha units in the field. He is only good at shooting within a thousand meters, and can only temporarily ignore the snipers three thousand meters away.
Those who can participate in this battle must at least have the strength above the guard level. Snipers hiding in the darkness in the distance cannot cause much damage.
The ones responsible for protecting Chen Xing are several large guard-level support personnel, including Da Mao.
Support hands, as the name suggests, provide support and protection to frontline combatants. The psychic shield in front of Chen Xing is one of the main responsibilities of the support hand.
The psychic shield has the characteristics of one-way passage. Bullets fired from the inside can pass through the light screen unimpeded, while bullets fired from the outside will be blocked, providing maximum protection for long-range shooters.
Lacey and Ye Yang Bailiu were not with him at this time, because he found that once they left the battlefield, their overall combat power would drop by one-third.
In order to avoid casualties of the main force, they could only be sent off.
Ye Yang Bailiu was sitting in the back row of the battlefield. Shanna, who was tall and heavily armored, stood in front of her with a giant shield and war hammer, ready to smash the heads of any fish that slipped through the net at any time. Camilla opened her spiritual light shield to block the falling shells above her head and the enemy sniper's cold shots.
In addition to treating wounded soldiers and providing combat aura, the Great Healer also continuously throws the Great Sun Demon-Breaking Spear in his hand to kill threatening enemy units.
The combatants headed by Huozui and Pang Li guarded the middle row, like a huge meat grinder, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemy.
The front row is a mixed spirit army composed of the Goblin Steam Army, Lacey's Snake Group, the Golden Armored Valkyrie of Moon Seeing Canglian, and the Undead Heroes of Huozui. They are mainly responsible for charging and attracting firepower.
If the battlefield is compared to a stadium, then Lacey and Mian Yue Canglian, who are equipped with sacred weapons, are the absolute main force in the midfield. They rush back and forth between the front row and the back row. It is like entering an uninhabited land, all enemies they come into contact with All units will be killed instantly.
The white feathers flying all over the sky, the colorful petals of fallen cherry blossoms, the glorious sword, the cold long knife, the moving figure, and the stunning face turn the battlefield into a stage and fight into an art.
Among the figures flying past, blood arrows shot towards the sky, spraying like rain.
"Crack!"
Chen Xing pulled the bolt of the gun, and the large-caliber bullet casing flew out and fell into the snow, emitting smoke. He quickly took the large sniper bullet from Big Cat, pushed it into the barrel, concentrated his spiritual energy, and aimed at the next target.
"boom!"
The huge recoil shook him backwards. A blue flame several meters long was accompanied by a huge gunshot, and a Gravekeeper mecha exploded in response to the sound on the opposite battlefield.
Among the burning parts, the driver kicked open the hatch and crawled out. Before he could get up, a bloody mouth fell from his head.
Amidst the frightened screams, the huge white snake bit the soldier's upper body and shook it back and forth several times, then raised its head and swallowed it in one gulp.
Chen Xing pulled the bolt again, ejected the cartridge case, inserted the bullet, and aimed at the next target.
A slow-moving rock giant raised its huge fist like a truck and was about to hit the ground. Chen Xing aimed at the red eyes on the rock's head and pulled the trigger hard.
Amid the dull gunshots, the rock giant froze, a big crater exploded out of the corner of his eye, and his huge body could not help but tilt slowly.
But the tenacity and perseverance of the siege guarding spirit are definitely the best among the guarding spirits. They exist to attract fire and bear damage. I saw the rock giant supporting the ground with his palms, slowly standing up, raising his fist again, and hitting the ground.
The friendly troops on the ground scattered in all directions, and with a loud noise, snow rose into the sky, and huge holes were smashed into the ground.
The rock giant raised his fist and was about to smash it down. At this time, a white light flew over and hit the giant's head like a meteor.
In an instant, white feathers were flying, and the sword pierced the giant's eye socket until the hilt was gone. There was only a clear scolding, and the gorgeous gem-encrusted sword hilt was twisted hard, lifted upward, and half of the rock head was removed.
The white wings flapped and he scurried back, avoiding the lava and molten iron erupting from his head.
The rock giant let out a deafening wail, and its huge body slowly tilted, and finally collapsed, shattering into lava rocks on the ground.
The woman in the scope turned her head slightly and gave a contemptuous look towards the high ground not far away.
"Fuck!" Chen Xing cursed secretly in his heart. He didn't forget to be arrogant to him during the battle. It was really good.
"See if I don't punish you properly when I get back!"
Chen Xing gritted his teeth and swore, but he was a person who took the overall situation into consideration, and his attention quickly returned to the battlefield, unloading the shell and loading the bullet, concentrating on accumulating strength, and aiming for the next target.
