Chapter 1323: Eternal war
In the difficult advancement, the striker of the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force has been killed and wounded.
The best knights battle the dead, the most devout priests in the loess, and the war of chaos monsters is a ruthless meat grinder. Those who have no mercy, no retreat, cold and **** monsters only know to destroy everything and fight them. Only one of them is completely destroyed.
And such a fierce sacrifice in exchange for a four-kilometer approach.
After four kilometers of advancement, the Spiral Hill became bigger in the field of vision, and this distance was enough to make Locke Marton feel the threat. If the chaotic tyrant had such an emotion, the cannon fodder of the chaotic monster began to become more turbulent. The situation emerged from the smoke and the storm, and another more terrifying monster appeared on the battlefield.
It is a flesh-and-blood beast that is like a giant to ordinary people. They are as high as four or five meters, and they are faintly human, but every limb is abnormally swollen, and huge ulcerated sarcoma spreads over their bodies, expanding muscles and blood vessels. Almost out of the body, they have no obvious head. On the top of the ugly body, there is an irregular black protrusion. The whole two rows of dark yellow eyes are madly twitching on the rotten meat. It’s chilling.
These horrible monsters seem to be bloated, but they are actually very swift. They seem to have the ability to control gravity. The swelled body always floats on the ground three or four meters away from the ground and walks upstream of their skin, giving them various kinds of Various protective effects and pollution capabilities. Within a few hundred meters beside these monsters, everything is falling apart, life is passing, weapons are quickly decaying, and even the mind seems to have been infected with the disease, becoming groggy and nightmare.
These powers make them completely different from those of the cannon fodder.
They are the monsters known as the "Rockyton Derivatives", the deformed demons that only appear in the depths of the nightmare world and are directly bred by Lockerton's thoughts.
As soon as these monsters appeared, ordinary frontline soldiers were immediately affected. Although every member of the Expeditionary Force has the ability to use magical techniques to dispel this negative energy, hundreds of such monsters appear on the battlefield at the same time. The Sanctuary soldiers who are ordinary people are still under pressure. Visible to the naked eye, there was a column collapsed on the flank of the Legion.
At this critical moment, the ten wardens immediately took over the severely wounded Legion's forwards. The rock giants instantly crossed the entire battlefield, standing in front of the "derivatives" and sheltering the crumbling flanks. The characters of the goddess float on their huge bodies, and a layer of light curtains jumps between them to block the corrosive forces of the derivatives.
In the hands of King of the mountains, Gordon appeared a rock-like warhammer. He hammered the hammer to the ground. In the earthquake-like sway, several of his nearest derivatives instantly turned into grayish stones and crashed into the ground.
"Hahaha, I haven’t played these 'meat pockets' for a long time, and the feel is as bad as ever!!"
Gordon laughed happily, and his words were full of disdain and strong self-confidence. His voice swept across the battlefield, allowing the squad that had been shaken by the constant mental attack to regain morale.
"Is it? I feel that these guys are great targets, burn a bit, crisp!"
The voice of the king of fire, Gulas, came from the side. The bald-headed rock giant shot a powerful burning ray in his eyes. In the focus of the rays, the derivatives were smashed and shattered like ignited firecrackers. .
But more derivatives emerged from the smoke, and their degree of proliferation was significantly faster than that of the prisoners.
Another group of order lights appeared behind the wardens. This group of lights jumped a few times in the array of knights and came to the king of the mountains. The latter looked down and saw that there was a prestige in the light group. Silver white giant wolf.
He knows this giant wolf. In the description of Karasius, this is what the "head wolf" lady changed. He was surprised to see the glare of the order in his body, which was even brighter than the order of the prisoners.
A voice rang from the nose of the wolf's nose: "How far are we still!? Is the attack distance enough?"
Gordon looked at it again and saw that it was Hao Ren who stood on the nose of the giant wolf.
"To tell the truth, not optimistic," Gordon's voice is no longer as loud as it was just now. He converged the air and allowed his voice to be confined nearby. "Rockyton's minions are harder than imagined, and even now it even Even the ontology has not been exposed. We are attacking at this distance, and it is easily blocked by a large number of cannon fodder and Lockman's thinking barrier."
"It's really too far... It's very likely that there will be a flaw in the execution of the plan here." Hao Ren straightened his body on Lily's nose and looked at the spiral hill. "You must break through these tough cannon fodder."
“The derivatives must be eliminated,” Gordon said in a deep voice. “They are already equivalent to the fate and extension of Lockerton. If they are eliminated, the defense near the spiral hill will be greatly weakened.”
"They all seem to come out of nowhere," Hao Ren frowned, looking at the direction of the birth of the derivative, where the two columns of smoke were constantly creating the bloated and ugly monster, "that smoke column It’s weird, it’s very defensive, and there are too many guards around.”
"Because Lockerton's two tentacles are in the column of smoke," Gordon said gravely. "You must find a way to destroy it."
Hao Ren nodded and looked at the direction of the two columns of smoke. Then he shifted his line of sight and looked at the place where the Sanctuary and the Chaos Monsters met.
The situation is not very good.
The battlefield is like a rough grindstone, which can sharpen the sharpness into a residue. The sacred army’s silver front is slammed into the grindstone. In the continuous rolling and wear, it has been layer by layer. The ground is consumed, and although they are still moving forward, the degree of advancement is slowing down to the naked eye.
They will not be able to sustain it.
With this trend going on, let alone causing enough damage to Locke Marton, the army even broke through the chaotic defense line.
Hao Ren shook the gun in the handshake and gently rubbed Lily's nose with his heel. This is a signal to prepare for the charge.
Although this is inconsistent with the previous plan, and it consumes power and exposes itself in advance, it is easy to greatly reduce the final effect of the entire plan. However, it seems that there is no alternative at present. If you can not reorganize the morale of the legion, break through this deadly meat grinder defense. Then, the follow-up plan has no chance to expand.
But just as he thought so, when the idea was about to be put into action, a strange commotion suddenly came from the flanks.
He immediately looked up and saw a large number of shaking shadows appearing on the edge of the dark and chaotic battlefield.
Those black shadows are continuous, but there are no flags or numbers, but they are not like chaotic claws.
After they were close enough, Hao Rencai finally knew what it was.
It is the "end army"!
Tattered attire, twisted festering limbs, completely uninformed face, this "legion" that seems to be as embarrassing as chaotic monsters appears here, no one knows how they will leave the piece to bind them The obsessive position came to the battlefield across the scorched plains of chaotic monsters, but they came, and all came to expect.
The distorted corps came to the flank of the Knights of the Sanctuary, attracting everyone's attention, and then Hao Ren saw that in front of the "end of the army", an extraordinarily tall warrior came out.
Like everyone else, he has completely lost the human form, and the multi-proliferated bloated limbs and a bunch of tentacles make him look like a monster. The warrior staggered to the front of the queue, then took out something from his mutated limbs with unusually awkward movements and unfolded it.
It was a tattered rag.
He unveiled the rag and solemnly hangs on a decaying bone spur behind his back.
Then he staggered to the horrified knights, swaying his body, and tearing his flesh and blood with his broken bones. He tried to make some sounds, but in the end, it was a hoarseness. Weird howl.
No one can understand what he is saying. The ancient warrior himself has completely forgotten the human language.
"I heard the bell... We followed.... Did you start the attack?"
This is what he wants to ask but no one can communicate with him.
The frontline stormtroopers shouted across the battlefield and passed to the flank. The storm that the chaotic smoke column rolled up was like a thunder, rolling in. The distorted warrior finally noticed it all. He seemed to listen to his ears and then looked up.
The entire army behind him turned.
At this moment, another team also came from behind the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force.
They are ghosts shimmering in the light, shaped like dead bones, empty armor, and robes floating in the air.
They are the sacred corps of the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force. The dead people buried in the city of the gods for 10,000 years. In the original plan, they are to be the reserve forces of the Legion. When the attack on the Spiral Hill is frustrated, they are frustrated. It will attack, because the soul power of the dead has begun to dissipate, and their offense must be left to the last moment.
It seems that this is the last moment they chose.
The dead passed over the front of the living, silently but firmly stepped across the order shield that the ten wardens jointly supported, and a tall ghost wearing a white robe passed by the distorted warrior, and he stopped a little. , patted the other person's shoulder with his hand.
The old brother started to attack.
So, Wan Jun charged. 8