"Eaaah!"
Under the ground, there was suddenly a strange groan.
Listening to this voice, it sounds like some actors singing in ancient times.
Suddenly, a seven-foot-long paper man flew up.
Her speed was extremely fast, and her body made of red paper made a "clatter" sound when blown by the wind.
She floated in front of Sun Yuanqing.
A face outlined by pen and ink stared at Sun Yuanqing expressionlessly.
In her empty eyes, Sun Yuanqing's figure was reflected.
Sun Yuanqing looked at her.
The paper figure is all dressed in red. Both the clothes and the figure are drawn with pen and ink.
But the paper on her body was as smooth as new, as if it had been drawn yesterday.
Sun Yuanqing frowned as he watched this scene.
How could it be a paper man?
How could paper be buried underground for so long without any trace of decay?
He didn't know whether the paper man was strong or weak. When he was about to test it, he suddenly found that there was also a paper man behind him.
An old-looking paper man was writing and drawing on a stack of white paper, and looked in the direction of Sun Yuanqing from time to time.
Sun Yuanqing's face darkened.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
With a wave of his claws, three scratches instantly appeared on the old paper man's body.
The old man was immediately divided into three sections.
But the old paper man didn't seem to panic after being dismembered.
He just stretched out his hands, casually pinched the two parts of the body that were about to float away, and then stuffed them into his mouth.
On his face, there was only a small gap in the mouth drawn with a pen.
But the two pieces of paper in his hand were so wide that he could easily suck them into his mouth.
There was a fierce chewing sound, as if gnawing meat.
As soon as I saw the old paper man's body, he began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Sun Yuanqing glanced at the red paper man in front of him, still staring at him.
Behind him is this old paper man, eating his own body.
There are many paper figures below, floating gently in the breeze.
Sun Yuanqing said disdainfully: "How can these few people stop me?"
The next second, many strange things emerged from under the ground.
There are zombies with arrows all over their bodies.
There were women who had been split in half and then sewn back together.
A strong man holding his head up and looking around.
In total, more than twenty different weird things appeared.
"Damn it, there are too many here!"
Although he said that, there was no fear at all on Sun Yuanqing's face.
As one of the strongest men in the Federation, he and his family enjoyed too many rights.
Now it's his turn to fight hard!
"Junshan!"
I saw countless yellow rays of light shooting out from his body.
These rays of light quickly piled up and lingered around him, gradually forming curved lines.
As the lines continued to connect vertically and horizontally, a huge mountain peak was instantly generated, directly covering all the weird things.
"Boom boom boom"
Countless dirt around the mountain peak seemed to be being sucked in by the storm, flying towards the mountain peak.
A towering mountain peak is rapidly taking shape.
But how can the monsters sit still and wait for death.
Some weak monsters fled directly outside.
But after they hit the outer layer of the mountain, they were immediately swallowed up by the rolling soil.
Weak monsters cannot escape, but powerful monsters cannot escape.
The red paper girl attacked Sun Yuanqing directly.
A pair of red scissors was shot directly at Sun Yuanqing's neck.
Sun Yuanqing clapped it with one hand, and as soon as his heavy claws and scissors touched each other, in a burst of firelight, the scissors were blown away and landed somewhere unknown.
A cage made of white paper flew behind him, completely covering Sun Yuanqing in an instant.
But with a flash of yellow light all over his body, he broke free from the cage.
How could he, a star-level warrior, be defeated by these weird things?
He is not that weak yet!
"Seal the mountain!"
As the soil layer has spread to the top of the mountain, Sun Yuanqing gave an order, and the entire mountain peak continued to strengthen under the shroud of yellow light.
"boom"
"boom"
Countless monsters are hitting the mountain, seeming to want to get out of it.
But no matter how big a bump they hit, it would be repaired by yellow light the next moment.
Near the top of the mountain, more than a dozen monsters were attacking Sun Yuanqing while breaking through the mountain.
But after fighting, these monsters became a ball again.
Weigui and Weiwei are not in the same camp.
They are only one camp.
In addition, other monsters and humans are the targets they need to eliminate.
In the midst of a chaotic battle, Sun Yuanqing secretly stole the chicken while using his strength to fight.
Liang Yongyuan had them train many times for this situation of being besieged.
Sun Yuanqing originally thought that since he and others had become the highest force in the federation, there would be no need to train in this situation, right?
When encountering monsters, wouldn't you just kill them randomly with your superior strength?
But he couldn't resist Liang Yongyuan's persistence and had no choice but to do it.
Now that he really encountered this situation, he felt that Liang Yongyuan was really far-sighted!
He followed the previous training methods and was able to remain unhurt in such a dense attack environment.
Injury seems to be an extremely common trivial matter for warriors.
But in this besieged situation, whoever is injured means who is likely to be the first to be eliminated.
In order to reduce the pressure behind them, other opponents will most likely join forces to attack the injured person in this situation.
In Liang Yongyuan's theory, who can be injured or killed is not the most important in group battles.
The most important thing is to always maintain your condition.
Only by first becoming the person who will never get hurt can you secondly become the final winner.
So Sun Yuanqing faced the strange attack and hid whenever he could.
If you really can't hide, just hit him casually, and then find an opportunity to run away.
He just needs to wait for the other monsters to decide the winner before taking advantage.
Anyway, as long as he can trap these powerful monsters and prevent them from harming the city, he will be considered successful.
Sun Yuanqing is still fighting, and on the other side, the battle in Dongyang City is coming to an end.
Under the control of a large number of commanders, various town, city, and village level warriors faced the attacks of the soldiers one after another.
Whether it is logistics or combatant recruitment, the commanders have done a good job.
So much so that the Director of the Sanctions Bureau wandered around the city wall for a long time without finding a chance to interrupt.
Seeing that the soldiers and warriors in the distance were no longer flooding the mountains and plains like before, he excitedly encouraged:
"Everyone, please work harder! As long as we destroy these warriors in front of us, our Dongyang City will be safe!"
His words greatly boosted the morale of a wave of low-level warriors.
But the team, which was originally neat and uniform and commanded like an arm, immediately began to lose control due to the inner restlessness of the warriors.
The commander and those warriors at the national level did not feel excited or excited after hearing this.
They were still doing their own thing with calm faces.
And by the way, he grabbed some chicken-blooded warriors who wanted to jump off the city wall and fight in a bloody battle.
The director of the Sanctions Bureau looked at the situation that suddenly became chaotic, and he wanted to stop it.
But he was immediately stopped by a monk from the Changsheng Tao Sect.
"Stop talking. It will only make things more chaotic. Let the person in charge continue to direct."
Upon hearing this, the Director of the Sanctions Bureau could only nod his head.
A whole that is originally running a process is afraid of sudden interference from the outside world.
This is why as long as it is the military, no second voice will be allowed to exist.
If you give orders to many people, the people below will not know who to listen to.
Even if one party does not issue his own instructions on a certain matter.
But the people below will inevitably have reservations when fulfilling the other party's requirements.
Because he will worry that what he does does not satisfy the ideas of both parties.
Either try to make the result better, or try to wait and see if the other party has any other ideas.
As a result, the operating efficiency of the entire collective will drop significantly.
Now, because the interference from the director of the Sanctions Bureau of Dongyang City was immediately eliminated, the entire group quickly returned to normal under the scolding of the commander.
Since the nests of the terracotta warriors have been suppressed and there is no subsequent replenishment of the terracotta warriors, it is only a matter of time before these remaining terracotta warriors are cleared away.
On top of the city wall, a string of medical soldiers covered in blood were moving quickly among the crowd.
"Is anyone injured? Is anyone injured? Look at the people near you. If anyone is injured, please report immediately."
"boom!"
A soldier was hit by a trebuchet on the blue shield. After the shield flashed a few times, he slid down along the shield.
The soldiers' idea of using trebuchets to break through did not succeed.
The next moment, an iron gun was shot up and nailed directly to the shield.
A warrior who was approaching the shield and attacking the soldiers and warriors under the city was immediately stabbed in the chest by an iron spear.
"Doctor! Here!"
"Doctor! I have one here too!"
The medics moved quickly towards the direction of the sound.
Although the battle in Dongyang City is coming to an end, the casualties on both sides are still continuing.
Now, Sun Yuanqing outside the city has reached the final moment.
Currently, he and an old paper man are the only ones left in the mountain.
He kept traveling among the mountains.
Since this mountain peak was created by his own ability, he can swim around like a fish in it.
But the old paper man who was seriously injured didn't have this ability.
The white paper in his hand flew out layer by layer, constantly turning the surrounding soil into confetti.
A small and narrow passage continued to grow and spread, allowing him to move quickly through it.
The old paper man seemed to have been twisted into a rope, and black gas was emitting from his body.
The incomplete areas are still eroding and expanding, and it seems that they will never get better.
Although Sun Yuanqing is not afraid of this weirdness at all.
With his strength, he might be able to destroy him easily.
But according to the training he had received, he knew that this powerful monster might explode with huge abilities before dying.
If you get injured or even die because of this, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Now, he only needs to delay, and time will naturally bring victory to his door.
He didn't need to gamble at all.
He had been hiding in the mountain peak with the old paper man for more than ten minutes.
He could clearly feel that the old paper man's shuttle ability was no longer what it used to be.
Seeing that he couldn't catch up, the old paper man also stopped.
His forehead was now covered with sweat.
The sweat had twisted the features on his face together.
The pile of white paper in his hand now only has three pieces left.
He looked at the soil around him, and without hesitation, he threw up the three pieces of white paper.
"Wow!"
The three pieces of white paper moved automatically without any wind, making a trembling sound.
The old paper man stretched out his fingers, and a stream of black liquid flew out from his fingertips.
Ink marks were quickly sketched on the three white papers, and a series of twisted lines were filling all the papers.
The next moment, the three pieces of paper came together, and a huge pangolin suddenly took shape.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the black energy on the old paper man's body suddenly decreased by one-third.
Although this pangolin is made of paper, after being watered with blood, it looks as if it is a real animal.
Under the command of the old paper man, this pangolin began to dig the ground quickly.
It was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for it to move forward a long way.
Feeling the changes inside the mountain, Sun Yuanqing obviously knew what the old paper man was up to.
As soon as he thought about it, the soil from the outside world flew up from the ground.
Whichever direction the pangolin drills, Sun Yuanqing directs the soil to fill in which direction.
The old paper man discovered that the pangolin had not been able to break through the mountain for so long.
Just when he was about to take action again, in the tunnel dug by the pangolin, soil thorns were shot towards the two of them.
Feeling that the old paper man was constantly resisting the earth thorns, Sun Yuanqing immediately increased his efforts.
At this time, a group of responders from the Federation also appeared on the scene.
They looked at the huge peaks towering into the clouds, which were constantly stacking and expanding, and they all showed expressions of admiration.
A country-level warrior said in his mind: "A star-level warrior is indeed worthy of his reputation."
Another warrior also said: "Yes, with his body as a template, we can also have such abilities in the future, just practice hard!"
A dozen town-level warriors flew towards the mountain peak.
At this moment, a giant arrow suddenly shot from the horizon.
This giant arrow shot directly into the mountain.
The next moment, the mountain peak that was still growing suddenly stopped.
"what's the situation?"
Everyone looked up.
I discovered that the phantom in the sky was still in the state of bending the bow and shooting arrows.
"Aren't the phantoms all projected? Why can he launch actual attacks?"
No one could answer his question, because there was also a heated discussion taking place within the Zerg Strategy Department.
This country-level powerhouse suddenly found that the mountain peaks in the sky began to disintegrate.
The adsorbed soil began to fall slowly, as if gravity no longer existed.
At this time, three huge black arrows were pierced through it.
Sun Yuanqing, the old paper man, and the pangolin.
The old paper man and the pangolin have completely collapsed, and they seem to be dead.
Sun Yuanqing seemed to be still alive, with his body still twisting in mid-air.
More than a dozen national-level warriors rushed forward immediately.
(End of chapter)
