Everyone in Damon Sea clenched their hands nervously, watching this live broadcast that would determine them and the future of mankind.
Losing and winning represent survival and death, continuation and destruction.
Like a tidal wave of dead spirits, they surged over, like a tsunami submerging the continent, unstoppable and devastating.
The characteristics of the undead make them so terrifying. Coupled with the loss of the first line of defense, the number of undead has increased dramatically, which is no longer the same as before.
If the tall and roaring barbarians hadn't joined in, overturning and smashing the invaders along the way as a buffer, I'm afraid the alliance's army would have collapsed one by one like a mountain being pushed.
The roar of the barbarians makes even the rocks tremble. This unique intimidation skill of the barbarians would have frightened ordinary people to the point where their feet would become weak and their livers and gallbladders would burst. However, it would not have the same effect on undead souls who have no fear. big.
The barbarians' swings cut even the rocks into powder. The airships of the abyssal ghosts spread the smoke and ignited flames of war to every corner. The bows and arrows of the Eldar and the ancient elven whispers spread all over the place, as well as all races. The brave warriors shed their blood like sweat.
That scene made people's hearts tighten.
Human beings may have many common problems, but at this moment, their bravery and fearlessness are so dazzling that they eclipse those poor qualities.
The tragedy in the live broadcast made netizens in various cities whose faces turned pale as they watched nervously. They despised and shamed the Holy See's actions even more. Compared with these warriors, the Holy See was highlighted like a villain behind it, selfish and selfish. Trash.
What's more, Shen Yan also arranged for people to secretly follow the retreating troops of the Holy See and live broadcast their whereabouts.
As a result, these Holy See troops went straight to the cursed land without any hesitation. They did not see the human warriors fighting desperately on the second line of defense against the evil that destroyed the world. There was no existence in their eyes except their goals. .
That is the Holy See, which accounts for more than one-third of humanity's powerful combat power. It promotes how great it is. It carries the wealth and power of mankind. It is believed in by countless people and regarded as salvation, but they have never and are unwilling to see it. What is happening to humanity now.
On the contrary, along the way, they were still capturing people who fled after the first line of defense was defeated, pulled out their tongues, and installed them in their own mouths to tell everything they knew about the cursed place.
Looking at the tragic war, thinking that the Holy See is high above, carrying the wealth and combat power of mankind, and has always been treated favorably and respected by many cities, but now it is indifferent.
Some people actually covered their mouths and cried. They were crying for the sacrificed soldiers, and they were also shedding tears for the indifference of the Holy See. They were helpless. The hope and hope they once had turned into something that made them despair. No one understood them. There is complexity in tears, but everyone knows that tears are worthless at this time.
They were even sure that the Holy See's army heading to the Cursed Land would pass by the Zamok De Grand Canyon on the second line of defense.
But will such an army really stop to support? Or maybe just passing by with eyes open...
When I think of this, my body can't help but tremble.
Someone once said that it is really shameful to use people's trust and respect for personal gain. Even if the Holy See is an evil force like Sin City that was despised by people from the beginning, their choice will not make everyone feel So indignant.
Don't know
The road is filled with smoke,
Still moist in the eyes,
It actually made the picture somewhat unclear.
That battlefield, like blood and tears, wine and songs, touches everyone's heart.
Especially as the battlefield is disintegrating, warriors only have one life, and the undead are almost immortal. Unless they are ground into powder, they will still wave their residual limbs, roll their fallen heads, tear, scratch, and bite. Evil and difficult.
But in this tense battle situation, at the place of confrontation on the left wing, a situation that was different from the scene gradually emerged.
Perhaps because it was too inconsistent with the overall picture, it quickly attracted the attention of all netizens watching the live broadcast.
There, for the entire army, it is only a small part, but...
The group of hands and weapons held in their hands slashed at the undead souls who were fearless and did not know pain, but they made the undead souls wail. The expressionless undead souls actually made people see their pain. Fear of those weapons.
Boiling like water in drops of oil, like innate restraint.
But how is this possible?
This is not the first time that the alliance's army has dealt with the undead. Of course, everyone knows how terrifying these undead are.
In addition to the advantage of their large numbers, they are not afraid of human swords or rituals that are powerfully lethal to the flesh/body. They have infinite strength, do not know fatigue, and will not be infected by wounds, but Now……
"Those weapons...what happened to those weapons?"
"Hiss, it seems like those weapons that Zhao Kuo brought and piled in front of that strange sacrificial building before the war started."
"It seemed like they were worshiping some Chinese god at that time."
There was an uproar. The word "China" was no longer unfamiliar, but they didn't expect that the undead spirit, which had no weaknesses, seemed to have flaws.
"It's a pity that those weapons are a little lacking for the entire battlefield." He gritted his teeth.
"It would be nice if there were more."
I don’t know how many people clenched their fists. A little more, even a little more, would be good.
If there really is a god in the world, they hope it is a god who can protect them.
The reason why humans offer sacrifices to gods is actually a kind of spiritual sustenance in addition to faith.
After Shen Yan finished the school's heaven-sacrifice ceremony, he immediately came to Damon's Sea to watch the battle on the front line.
The palms of his hands were also clenched: "It must be effective."
The anxiety of the war situation filled everyone's heart.
Shen Yan clearly knew that the Chinese gods or human ancestors were endowed with godheads, or they did not exist at all but were a collection of spirits brought together by Chinese incense and prayers.
No matter which one it is, because of the existence of Meng Yuan, it will breed the existence of all spiritual entities, just like a nurturing mother, these gods may exist and grow in Meng Yuan.
But for 30,000 years on earth, no one knows the existence of these gods due to the cessation of civilization.
Now, they are just hidden in a corner of the dreamy abyss, waiting for someone to wake them up again.
Their source of power is human faith and prayer, as well as the power of incense.
That's why Zhao Kuo only let some of the soldiers' weapons be placed on the altar, because the power of the gods at that time only came from the beliefs, prayers, and incense offered by the students at the school sacrifice.
fire.
The power given to those weapons to slay demons and subjugate demons is already the limit.
And Shen Yan started this live broadcast precisely because he wanted everyone to see this scene and know this scene. In this way...there will be more incense and willpower to let the gods of China fulfill their vocation and protect all living beings. , slaying demons.
Amid everyone's nervousness, Shen Yan also clenched his fists, but most of his attention was on the sacrificial temple built by Zhao Kuo on the second line of defense.
Shen Yan was extremely nervous and looked at it without blinking.
At this time, the eyes of the clay stone statue above the sacrificial temple seemed to blink suddenly, and the simple ancient paintings seemed to have a bright look in their eyes, and they actually looked towards the sin-filled battlefield.
And the divinity is getting stronger and stronger.
Because someone saw the effect of those swords, someone placed a prayer on them.
At this time... one of the clay stone statues began to shed dust, golden color began to cover its body, and a towering god actually walked out of the clay body.
He stood at the highest point, overlooking the battlefield, his eyes wide open with anger. He held a precious umbrella. The umbrella opened, and golden light poured down like raindrops.
I saw the golden raindrops falling on the bodies of the alliance warriors.
As soon as the claws of the undead touched the armor of these warriors, the sharp claws filled with corpse poison immediately became scorched.
They are like the best fuel, and those armors become like hot iron stones.
The warriors of the alliance were stunned. If the situation did not allow it, they would definitely stop and touch their armor.
what happened? The armor did no harm to them at all, but the undead seemed to be restricted by a force that restrained them.
If you touch it, you will be burned.
A power that is ineffective against humans, but is specifically designed to restrain the undead...
On the battlefield, the original headwind situation had somewhat depressed morale, but this scene made people feel as if they had been given a shot of despair.
They saw the changes brought about by the golden raindrops sprinkled by a god holding a strange big umbrella at the highest point of their defense line. And that god was not the Chinese god they had just finished paying homage to!
Because his appearance... is so unique that they can't forget it so quickly.
Damon's Sea also began to boil after a period of silence, especially...
Students from the school also came online. At this time, they were shaking their heads crazily and screaming in excitement.
"Subjugate Demons and Subjugate Demons with the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella! ()"
“?()『Come to []*see the latest chapter*complete chapter』()”
"He is our Chinese god!"
Everyone: "..."
At this moment, the glory of the god on the mountain seemed to be brighter, and another batch of golden raindrops fell on the battlefield.
Moreover, on the top of the mountain, another god-man with angry eyes and thorny beard appeared, with a sword in his hand, emitting a dazzling light, shining with golden light.
The soldiers on the battlefield suddenly discovered that the weapons in their hands seemed to be endowed with an extremely unique ritual. A golden sword wind jumped from their swords to the weapons of their comrades next to them.
These golden sword lights have no effect on them, but on the undead on the path, it is like a red-hot iron being branded on them.
On the battlefield, the constant golden sword wind jumped between weapons, and the screams were like
() The screams of being burned by fire.
It was obviously an incomprehensible scream, but the soldiers seemed to feel the undead sound it made.
On the battlefield, something has changed: morale, courage, and hope.
Not only that, on the top of the canyon, eight gods who became more and more energetic stood there with compassionate and angry eyes, overlooking the suffering of the world, and giving living beings the power to eliminate evil.
In Damon's Sea, the students' boiling voices reached their peak.
"Four Heavenly Kings and Four Heavenly Masters."
"Ahhhhh!"
His face was flushed with excitement.
However, their voices were quickly covered by the excited voices of other netizens, because the number of students was only a handful compared to netizens.
At the same time, Abraham also glanced at the battlefield with a frown.
He saw... hope in the eyes of these warriors.
Abraham whispered: "What's the use of this, mankind will eventually be destroyed by his own hands."
After Abraham finished speaking, he looked at the approaching Gaia, Boci, Zhao Kuo, the two epics from the Spirit Clan, and the new alliance members, the two epics from Tang City.
Epics usually don’t come out in Tangcheng Town’s ancient ruins. This time, they had to come out because of the affairs of the Huaxia Academy. Unexpectedly, it happened to be the right time. I heard about the battle situation of the second line of defense halfway, so I didn’t have time to go. The city of mercenaries came directly to the front line to join the battle.
Abraham: "I'm curious, what confidence do you have that you can defeat me and win this war?"
As long as he is there, more undead will rise up, so even if all the undead on this battlefield are killed, what's the point.
What answered him was the turbulent tide of everyone's souls, and...
And one after another, huge and strange-looking demigods came from the mountains in the distance.
Abraham glanced at Zhao Kuo: "Oh, so that's it, the power of the immortals of that era."
"The barbarian who escaped the curse of the immortal bloodline, does your career prologue have a name?"
Shen Yan was also watching intently. Maybe Dudu's ability to reshape was not necessarily just a coincidence. Not just anyone could reborn an immortal under that golden tree. !
