The commander of the rebel column, the witcher Parachim Rabindra, led her soldiers in a desperate retreat.
The front line was out of control. Beyelan's reserve troops gave the troops who rushed up the hill a head-on blow and pushed them down the mountain. Most of Oscar's hybrid experimental subjects were defeated and eliminated together, and the remaining few were surrounded.
However, only a part of the frontline troops were defeated. Due to the limited width of the battlefield, many phalanxes under other senior commanders have not yet participated in the exhibition. Especially the column led by the fallen wizard Joseph is still very complete. As long as they fight, everything will be fine.
Paraxin asked her guards to follow her and quickly moved closer to the Chinese army.
The group descended from the low hill. They seemed to have run for a while, but did not encounter any supporting troops.
When the soldiers slowed down in surprise, the keen Parachin suddenly found himself in a vast, corrupted black quagmire. The phalanx that was supposed to be connected here was nowhere to be seen; as far as the eye could see, except for the field of vision, In the distance, there is only the same swamp as the outline of the army on the lake.
"Where are our troops?"
"Where is the fifth column led by Joseph?"
The officers and soldiers couldn't help but stop, surprised by the unexpected and huge changes. Even if they couldn't see the whole picture clearly, they could vaguely sense that danger was lurking beneath their feet like a spider web.
Paraxin's fear surpassed everyone. Because in the air and the decaying soil, an extremely ominous smell touched her spirituality, trembling from the depths of her heart. She sensed the putrid smell floating on the land, as well as the rotten stench of the indescribable things lurking deep in the mire of decay.
The roar of fighting that should have filled the world could not be heard. There were no corpses or bloodstains on the ground, and the black mire seemed to swallow up everything.
Not long ago, before launching the last attack, the commander at the front received a report that the fifth column and many troops led by the fallen wizard Joseph of the Chinese Army were unable to follow as planned to support them - they encountered some strange attacks in many directions. The enemy is attacking, and Commander Joseph is trying to disperse these incursions.
Harassments by rangers and skirmishers were not uncommon on the battlefield, and the three commanders on the front line, Green, Serel and Paraxin, judged that this was not a big deal.
However, these vital reserves disappeared.
Without the mess of corpses after the battle, words alone cannot describe this absolute silence and unexplainable desolation, and it is impossible to imagine the sinister existence inhabiting it. You can't hear anything, and you can't see a limit in this wide mud; the absolute silence and the complete monotony amplify the horror to a nauseating level.
Finished? What happened... Paraxin suddenly saw hundreds of soldiers stumbling towards him from a distance. Some of them were wearing the colorful uniforms of the regular troops, and some were wearing the gray cloth clothes of the auxiliary troops.
"Go and have a look!" She said to her men, "Let them gather together and take us to find other troops."
Immediately, several sergeants stood up and ran towards the soldiers.
"I'm talking about you!
"Everyone, stop here! Get in line! The column commander has an order to give you."
The leading sergeant shouted. But some soldiers looked at the approaching reinforcements and felt something was wrong.
"They seemed to be badly injured."
"The man's arms are gone. How can he still travel?" another person echoed.
The sergeant also saw that each of the phalanx soldiers and auxiliary soldiers who came were seriously injured, and some even had their necks bitten off, revealing horrifying white bones, and their eyes were shining with a frightening green light.
This doesn't feel right...
"Stop, stay where you are!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier rushed up and bit the leading sergeant's throat.
…
Paraxin's heart was about to jump out of her throat. Ever since she became the commander, she had become accustomed to riding a horse and hadn't run like this for a long time.
But now she runs faster than anyone else. Her soldiers also ran faster than the other, and those who ran slower fed the horrible creatures, and then the mutilated corpses stood up and joined the ranks of biting the living.
Tide of corpses!
Seven gods above! Paraxin has seen many monsters, but he has only heard of the living dead in rumors. This cursed monster feeds on fresh flesh and blood, hunting living creatures relentlessly. Living creatures killed by them will be transformed into monsters like them.
It’s over! Completely finished! The Chinese military formations assembled on the plain must have been attacked by living corpses during the fiercest battle. Coupled with the Beyeland cavalry that has been wandering around, all the reserves may be finished!
Paraxin felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and his breathing was like a broken bellows. There was no sergeant left beside her, only herself, who ran somewhere in the chaos.
Reason is evaporating. She stopped suddenly with a cold feeling. Every ounce of spirituality strongly warned her not to go any further!
Layers of murmurs lingered in her ears, making her extremely annoyed. Suddenly, a huge and strange object appeared in front of him, sharp and abrupt about a hundred feet in front, glowing with a dark red light. This is certainly not a huge stone, and both its incredible size and striking outline prove that it is not a creation of nature.
This is an artistic statue... Paraxin stayed there as if under a spell, standing blankly until her line of sight covered with black lines was projected on the object, allowing her to see the whole thing clearly.
This is Yin Xiusi, or the flesh and blood fortress that Yin Xiusi turned into...
This huge object had traveled a distance and then stopped. At this moment, it is twisting, transforming from a rigid shell into a living thing. It split its pale one-eyed eye and tentacles between the chitinous carapace and flesh, and its crazy arms, legs and tentacles surged outwards, sweeping towards the living people.
"ah--!"
Paraxin let out a final scream, and then her body and mind disappeared into this indescribable object that came to life again.
"Human ability has its limits. In my continuous exploration, I discovered the truth. This skin is a cage that imprisons our great soul. The more powerful we are, the more we will discover the insignificance and insignificance of the human body. Fragile.
"Finally, I got it, got the secret of the world. From the beginning, we are the ultimate life that surpasses humans and all living things!"
Yin Xiusi let out a huge roar of human voice. After his consciousness fell silent for a while, he seemed to have returned. The chaotic shape began to take shape, with bat wings growing on its back. The dark black trunk was like an oval body with wrinkles like a squid. The huge tentacles wrapped around the protruding knob-like object, and six legs protruded from the knob. Like spider legs for support. It has no head, and its neck blooms like petals, from which protrudes a group of wriggling and hair-raising tentacles.
The pursuing enemy troops and the fleeing rebels were walking through the black mire one step at a time. The noise they heard could only be described as crazy talk. Some sounds can only be made by humans, while others must rely on the vocal cords of animals, and the two sounds come from the same source. The feeling is simply creepy. The beast-like roars and unscrupulous rituals reached a climax at this moment, turning into howls of ghosts and wolves possessed by demons, surging in the air, like a raging wind blowing up from the abyss of hell. The chaotic howling sounds would stop from time to time, and what those hoarse voices chanted was that terrible prayer, which filled the human brain:
"This is the body we use to rule mankind! In ancient times, we could even enter the universe and travel through the deep sea! This is the sacred form that built great civilization and history."
…
"You can go now. Go to the river. It's safe there." Gil de Ace, who was riding a skeleton horse, gestured to Joshua, who had become a necromancer. "Let go of our Desai and give it to him." Weapons, we are retreating.”
Joshua nodded silently and immediately began to untie him.
"?"
Desai, who was beaten and captured alive by an enemy who was completely unable to resist, was full of doubts. He first lost contact with the large army, and his former companion caught him. He had been watching the fierce battle and the silent flesh and blood fortress in the distance from the edge of the battlefield.
Immediately afterwards, strange black swamps spread everywhere, and the rebel army was attacked by living corpses and fell into chaos. Soon, the rebels on the low hills poured down like a torrent and collapsed completely.
The stiff flesh and blood fortress came to life at this moment.
At this moment, Desai, who witnessed this scene, gained some indescribable occult knowledge.
This is a hybrid. The twisted and deformed body requires powerful spiritual energy to maintain. It has no psychic shield, but has strong chitin heavy armor and powerful flesh and blood. It is extremely powerful and its self-healing ability is extremely amazing, and it can recover from injuries in a very short period of time.
The hybrid has the ability to frighten the enemy and traumatize the mind. As long as they are within a certain range of it, or look at it, humans will suffer an irresistible loss of sanity, hear unspeakable gibbering, and eventually fall into irreparable madness.
This red bastard sprayed out dark green mucus, and the soldiers nearby were unable to move as if they had fallen into a swamp. The slime clung to the armor and even hissed and burned.
"What's going on? Gil," Desai was shaking a little. He tried to calm himself and asked calmly, "What do you know?"
"It's a long story." Gil tilted his head, and there seemed to be a kind smile on his dead face. "To put it simply, the performance of the selected one exceeded expectations, and you don't need to be used. Congratulations, I'm glad. Congratulations!"
kindness? What to use?
As soon as he finished speaking, several familiar figures suddenly rushed towards him from a distance.
"Desai, we are coming!"
At this crazy moment, a brilliant golden light appeared in front of Desai's eyes.
Lanzada, Paxiu and several cavalrymen rushed towards this side. They had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and both men and horses were obviously on the verge of exhaustion of physical strength, almost losing the ability to move. However, the trainee nun's body is covered with a light golden halo, and just looking at it makes people happy and courageous.
The girl didn't know where the strength came from. She waved a silver staff and swept it head-on towards the undead creatures blocking her like a gust of wind. Wherever the silver light went, the terrifying undead creatures were all shattered into pieces by the warm spiritual energy.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
Gil de Ace raised the giant bone sword and nodded to Desai calmly: "Everyone has a switch, just find it correctly. This is called saturation preparation, well,
"like this--"
Gil drove the skeletal horse, galloped up, received Lansada's blow with his heavy armor, and then knocked her off the horse with his sword.
