Commodus's army has already launched multi-level vigilance, but no matter how hard they try, they can't guard against the high-level transcendent who acts alone.
After absorbing some of Naira's extraordinary properties, Bone Ring Minos became more powerful, and its transformation efficiency could even rival that of a real death knight. The animal carcasses under the humus soil of the dense forest provided organic matter, and Griffith wasted no time in consuming the extraordinary properties he carried to create an army.
The transformation was astonishingly fast. Before Commodus' troops realized what was happening, Griffith had already deployed an undead force composed of living corpses and self-destructing balls near their central army.
Both sides were so close that a short charge could break into Commodus's Praetorian Guards and create brief chaos.
However, it was easy to get in, but the difficulty of rescuing Erza increased exponentially. Commodus has suppressed Erza, and once the Beyonders around him react, their overwhelming combat power advantage is enough to tear the two Hands of God in poor condition into pieces.
"I need to gather more troops," Griffith ordered. "Minos, create suture monsters and beasts."
The Stitches spliced together from dead corpses are excellent human shields; the Brutes created by absorbing the characteristics of the Sons of Domon are large, slow, long-range units with strong carapace, corrosive saliva and bone spikes, which can attack the Praetorian Guards. The extraordinary people pose a fatal threat.
Once the first wave of assaults breaks open the front row of the Imperial Guards, the combination of Stitch Monsters and Wild Beasts will be able to establish a defense line around Erza...
Unfortunately, Minos was unable to respond to his instructions.
“The reserves of psychic crystals are insufficient.
“More biomass is needed.
"Powerful and complex units cost more and took longer to grow, and Minos needed a larger territory."
There was no choice, Erza's aura was getting weaker and more chaotic... Unable to wait any longer, Griffith pulled down the visor of his command helmet and pointed at Commodus's central army.
"Give me a horse!"
…
Commodus' nerves twitched. He was trying his best to suppress Erza's reason and drag her into an eternal dream. However, the God's Hand of Thunder and Storm was not so easy to deal with. Erza's body was suddenly covered with a layer of red light shield, resisting the distortion of will overwriting.
He needs time to solidify his victory.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the air. The military flags were flapping, the treetops roared like thunder, and the soldiers could barely stand in the strong wind. The strong wind blows, heralding the coming of chaos and evil.
In the blink of an eye, the strong wind suddenly stopped, but silence did not come. The Guardsmen lined up looked around in surprise.
They suddenly lost contact with the sentries, and heard strange sounds again, as if they heard endless screams echoing, mixed with bursts of cracking and splashing sounds, and some kind of living creatures were born from the amniotic fluid in groups.
The sky darkened and the fog spread.
The soldiers saw several shambling men approaching them. The sergeants leading the team asked doubtfully:
"What's going on? Soldier."
The approaching soldier stopped but did not answer. Until more and more soldiers returned from the periphery, saying nothing and standing still with their heads lowered.
The uneasiness of death spreads like a plague in everyone's heart.
"Go back to your posts!" the officers and sergeants of the Chinese army shouted at the top of their lungs, as if this was the only way to reassure them, "Go back!"
"Xili Li..."
They heard a roar of nothingness. Those weird soldiers all looked up in an instant. The pale face was missing eyes or a chin, half of the neck was bitten off, the eyes were white, and the remaining threads of flesh and blood hung in the open mouth.
"Prepare for battle!"
"Hollow Phalanx!"
"Protect Your Majesty!"
The most experienced officers were startled, and their orders were immediately drowned out by louder roars. Pieces of black and gray shadows rushed into the queue from all directions, knocking down their comrades from a few minutes ago to the ground.
"Attack! Kill them!"
"Formation!"
"Spread out!" exclaimed Commodus, "spread out, you fools!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion that made everyone's ears buzz. Shock waves and explosions exploded in the middle of the queue, and the dense infantry suddenly collapsed.
The splashing acid splashed on the armor and weapons, making a chilling corrosive sound and white smoke. The Chinese army suddenly fell into chaos. The frightened horses threw off their riders and bumped around in the crowd.
Weird and dense roaring sounds sounded from all directions. Groups of twisted and swollen spherical corpse monsters rolled, mixed in the surging corpses, like an unstoppable brown tide rushing towards the legion's battle line.
The soldiers who were caught off guard were knocked to pieces in several places. Their flesh and blood fell to the ground, and a moment later a muddy black mud spread. All undead creatures will become more crazy as long as they are on the black mud.
Commodus's central army was caught off guard by the sudden attack. For a moment, he didn't know whether to form a formation to eliminate the living corpses, or to disperse to avoid the acid from the self-destructing ball. Amidst the blood-curdling screams, the exploding acid corroded the flesh and blood. The infantry, which had lost their command, began to panic, and was pushed back by the overwhelmed cavalry.
Even the Beyonders above Sequence 7 have lost order. No matter how sober they are and how hard they work, once they lose the cover of friendly forces, they will face monsters coming from behind, left and right. If they don't retreat, they will immediately fall into the tide of corpses.
"These inexperienced rabble," Commodus's eyes turned red when he saw his imperial guards being repelled by low-level undead creatures, "Isn't this Odessa's trick? They don't even have the basic response. Can't do it..."
His psychic energy stirred. We can't expect to capture Erza at this time. We must first stabilize the Chinese army.
As long as you give up the power of dreams, everything will be fine...
At this moment, Commodus heard the heavy sound of horse hooves. Black knights and terrifying horse figures appeared in the mist-shrouded vision, approaching him directly.
The skeletal army horse emerged from the mist, carrying the death knight to join the battlefield. Behind him were an overwhelming number of self-destructing balls and living corpses.
Chase! Just crush the Guards' front like this!
Griffith mobilized all his troops and crushed them like an overwhelming force.
"This aura is that of a certain death knight... hmm, it can only be Griffith."
Commodus gathered his mind and concentrated on fighting.
The troops of his adjutants, Steiner, Wenck, and Busse, fell into unprecedented chaos. These regular troops were accustomed to fighting on a strict front line, but they were suddenly attacked by undead creatures. The defense line was cut off on all four sides, and they were being beaten back again and again.
There were sirens and calls for help everywhere.
"Come on, Griffith de Ravenel, I have studied your tactics in Verona. Mere undead creatures have nothing to fear in front of the invincible Byeran Army!"
Commodus snorted. He saw through the weakness of the incoming undead army, that is, the undead creatures only had low-level creations, otherwise it would be impossible to escape the surveillance of the extraordinary people in the Imperial Guard, and it would also be impossible to assemble in a short period of time.
The chaotic Imperial Guards suddenly fell silent.
Just like a champion encountering a novice who is not afraid of death, after experiencing the initial confusion, his unshakable strength is revealed.
The human sword and shield soldiers, musketeers, and the troll spearmen who surrendered to him moved like the tentacles of an octopus.
They did not form a dense formation, nor did they let go of the enemy in front of them, spreading like ripples. The will of Commodus soaked into the warriors who faced the enemy——
"The sacred mission connects the hearts of each of us!"
Commodus shone like a star, and clear echoes connected with the officers and sergeants of each squad.
With the team captain, deputy captain and sergeant as the core, the Imperial Guards formed a fighting group of ten people and spread out in the direction of the corpse tide, spreading out like impatiens.
"volley!"
Amidst the dense whistling sound that seemed to tear the air, a piece of silver light swept away, pierced the corpse monsters, pierced their chests and skins and came out.
The buzzing and crackling sounds came one after another. The zombie wave was swept away by this head-on attack, as if it had hit an invisible wall and was instantly suffocated.
At the moment when the projection was completed, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard continued to act. Invisible thoughts guided them to avoid the attack of the zombie tide, and at the same time prepared for the second round of volley.
The zombie tide is still in pursuit. Griffith could not let them stop, otherwise it would give the Praetorian Guards time to regroup. However, even so, his corpse wave only hit a corner of his clothes, and then he was knocked down by one after another shooting. There were scattered soldiers and flashing guns in all directions.
Within a moment, the corpse tide chased out of the black mud, but Commodus's army retreated faster. Just as the Chinese army pulled away, a group of naked troll warriors rushed out of the ranks of the Imperial Guard.
“Surrendering to the Godhead is the height of folly.
“The greatness of human beings is greater than their determination in the face of fear and temptation.”
Commodus glanced at Griffith, who was commanding the undead creatures, and raised his right hand:
"The feast of sharing the world has come to an end. The gods have abdicated. I, the king, have already picked up the original napkin!
“Open your eyes and watch carefully for the correct use of the authority of God’s hand!”
Balls of unknown mist emitted from his body, flying towards the troll following behind him.
The little eyes of these wild warriors suddenly turned red. They lowered their heads, their chests rose and fell violently, they took deep breaths, and their volume suddenly doubled.
The next second, all the legionnaires blocking the path of the troll warriors made way like waves. The troll warrior seemed to have activated a switch, and the most threatening self-destructing ball was clearly printed in his blood-red pupils.
Commodus held his right hand empty, with his thumb raised, as if he was about to press something:
"Their fate has been touched by this king!"
The troll went from slow to fast, its momentum was unstoppable, and it just sprinted forward with its life burning!
(End of chapter)
