The thunder-type star hammer was extremely powerful, sweeping toward Parchi's waist with the pressure of heaven and earth. At this moment, no matter how capable the Pope was, he did not dare to challenge him even though his hands were injured.
"Conquer strength with softness!" Palchi made up his mind, shook the chain of the sword guard, and wrapped it around the handle of the hammer.
At this time, the battle between the Injection Master and the living dead and the Apocalypse Cultists has entered a fever pitch. While the casualties continue to increase, the number of undead has basically remained stable, but the Injection Master side has obvious signs of being unable to succeed.
Fortunately, after Palchi was injured, the attacks of the living dead tended to slow down, otherwise it would have been a one-sided outcome.
Shouhu and Fritz immediately joined the confrontation with the Apocalypse Cultists. One of them is a dual-dimensional injector with rich combat experience, and the other is a scheming poison-based injector who is good at picking up leaks from the gaps in the battle situation. The people cooperated very well, so he quickly became the core presence of the Grizzlies' punters.
Seeing that more and more partners were joining forces to attack, Shouhu simply stopped and began to deploy his men.
Thanks to the formation that he had practiced in the Ross Arena, Shouhu yelled and pulled and pulled the injection masters who had been fighting independently for a while, and united them to start a well-organized position battle.
Although it was a little hasty, the effect was still obvious. Not only did the battle formation quickly give the injection masters the upper hand, but under the instructions of Shouhu, the battle strategy was adjusted from killing the opponent to severely damaging the enemy.
If someone is injured but not dead, he needs to be rescued. If no one is available to rescue him, the injured person will naturally cry and howl. This sound not only makes the companions panic, but also creates an atmosphere of imminent defeat.
Seeing that he had the upper hand, Shouhu quietly moved the battle formation to the position where other injection masters were fighting the living dead, hoping to bring more injection masters into the team to increase their strength.
As soon as the chain of the guard sword was wrapped around the handle of the hammer, it was shaken away by a series of explosions. However, after this block, the speed of the star hammer also slowed down.
Taking advantage of this gap, Parchi, who had long noticed something strange on the battlefield, waved his hand and threw the other guard sword at Shouhu, who was strategizing.
Mr. Shouhu never realized that he actually had the talent to fight on a large scale. At this time, he was so complacent that he became a little negligent. The hand-guarded sword struck at him like lightning, but he didn't realize that the sword light had already reached him.
A pink light suddenly rose, and Fritz, who had always been next to Shouhu, drew his lightsaber and blocked the man in front of him without thinking.
The lightsaber shattered instantly, and the guard sword penetrated directly into the woman's right breast.
"Haha! Come back!" Parchi made a successful move, sneered and twisted his arm to take back the murder weapon.
The thin tiger's eyes were about to burst. He hugged the limp Fritz with one hand, and held the chain behind the guard sword with the other hand. "I would rather lose this hand than let the other party withdraw the sword. Otherwise, woman He will definitely die!" He thought to himself, letting the snot and tears fall all over his face, ignoring the poison on the chain that burned his palms until smoke came out, but he refused to relax at all.
"Then I'll deal with you first!" Parchi failed to pull the chain, and then tried to push his attention.
At this moment, a light ostrich feather fell out of thin air from the wind mass, and slowly moved towards the back of the Pope's neck.
The wind star descends—Ou Yu, here it is.
The feather seemed to be unaffected, but in fact it was extremely powerful. Palchi knew how powerful it was, so he hurriedly swung it back with another hand-guarded sword with a broken chain.
"Chirp...!" With a soft sound, the camel feathers were shattered, and the velvet formed by them flew out in all directions like steel needles.
As a result, the chain holding the hand-guarded sword on Fritz's chest was cut off by the fluff, and Parch was actually hit with two needles on his shoulder. And Habi, who finally hit the enemy with a move, fell hard into the dust with a proud smile.
Parchi was injured repeatedly, and he was so angry that his blood filled his throat. He opened his hands as soon as he closed them, and a small energy vortex appeared in front of him, which happened to hit the thunder star that was flying at that moment. The hammer bag goes into it.
Immediately, the energy vortex disappeared in a roar of thunder, and in the next moment, it appeared in the center of the battlefield where the injection masters were fighting endlessly with the living dead.
"Boom!" With overwhelming power, the Star Hammer broke free from the shackles of the energy vortex and slammed down, instantly turning more than a hundred injection masters, more than 2,000 non-combatants, and countless undead into powder.
At this point, all the masters and ordinary members of the Guli family, the Rogge family, and the Miye family were basically wiped out, and most of the ones still in action were just the walking dead.
The situation of the Dennis family and the Hemla family is relatively better. Although they have less than 200 instructors left in total, the safety zone where the non-combatants are located has been largely intact.
Even so, there is nothing optimistic about the war situation. Because they still have to face the siege of fifty or sixty Apocalypse believers plus thousands of living dead.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, stay outside the safe zone! The original formation remains unchanged, it is still a group of five, but the distance between groups should be as far as possible! Attacks on those dead people should be concentrated on the heads!" Shouhu After shouting in a thick nasal voice and crying, he picked up the unconscious Fritz and ran out.
His eyes were full of tears at this time. At the moment when the star hammer hit, more than a dozen injection masters used their bodies to help him and Fritz block the fatal attack. Of course Shouhu knew the purpose of those comrades whose names he couldn't even name. They were entrusting their lives and the lives and deaths of their loved ones to this partner in the team who seemed to know the formation!
"Fourth brother...!" Rashid cried out sadly, and the man with two feet on the ground jumped out and directly took the star hammer in his hand.
Although he didn't know the name, he knew that Parchi must have used some kind of space displacement technique to cause widespread casualties. Such a tragedy must never happen again.
With the Star Hammer in hand, feeling the surging energy in it, Rashid pointed at his opponent and said slowly: "Killing innocent people indiscriminately harms the peace of the world! Your methods are against the will of heaven, of course you know this!"
"Winners and losers! Some people are destined to be the stepping stones for success. This is their destiny and even more of an honor!" Parchi said matter-of-factly while hurrying to recover.
The space replacement injection technique just now consumed him a lot, and because he killed too thoroughly, he was unable to absorb energy as a supplement in time, so at this time, the Pope's strength has dropped back to its original level.
"Alas! You must have never experienced the warmth of blood since you were a child to be so perverted!" Rashid sighed sincerely. He then smiled at his increasingly ferocious opponent and said, "I don't know if I have the honor to be your stumbling block and send you directly to heaven!"
After the boss of Arufa said jokingly, he raised the star hammer and was about to smash it down on his top door.
"Wait a minute and kill yourself! Let me have a chat with him first before you die!" A high-pitched voice came, and then a strong man rushed into the field like lightning.
This man was wearing a yellow dragon battle armor, with a dragon jue on his head, and a dragon pestle in his hand. He had arrived in front of Parchi in a flash, swung the pestle and stabbed him. It was Senior Brother Xuanxing who had arrived.
Naturally, Sasha followed closely behind him. She was holding the demon baby in her arms, with a cold look in her pretty eyes. She was obviously extremely angry at the hell-like scene on earth caused by Parchi.
Sasha did not join the battle immediately, but moved her body to protect the fat man who was still playing dead. "Find a way quickly. I'm worried that your senior brother will make a mistake. We won't have an idea until then. Today we They all have to die here!" the woman whispered in a cold voice.
