Chapter 110: Slaughter and Blasphemy

"Woo—!"

The loud roar resounded through the battlefield, the Cyclops' war cry allowed the Heart-Eaters, whose morale was originally wavering, to regain hope for victory!

A withered tree was pulled up by him on the spot, and smashed toward the front position of the Demon King's army like a catapult.

Dozens of skeleton soldiers were smashed away! The players shouted "awesome" and "cow," while Luo Yan could only twitch his eyebrows and repeat that spell—

"Get up! My servants!"

Ghost-green light shrouded the forest filled with mist, the fallen undead bones shook off the mud on their bodies and climbed up staggeringly from the ground.

And at the same time, Luo Yan, whose MP value was almost exhausted, hurriedly took out a blue flask from his arms and poured it into his mouth.

It's also to blame for this group of players being too wild—

His magic was almost all tied up in resurrecting them, and he had no chance to cast offensive spells to support the front line.

Although a few players seemed to have grasped the technique of releasing magic, those few fireballs were negligible in this legion-level confrontation, and not as fancy as the spells occasionally thrown by adventurers.

In the blink of an eye, the Cyclops pulled up a second withered tree and began to store power for the next round of javelin throwing.

And the threat faced by the coalition of the Demon King and humans was far more than that—

The Nightmare Wanderers swimming with tentacles were also approaching the battlefield!

At the same time, more and more Heart-Eaters rushed from the forest, their shrill screams singing like a prelude to death and conspiracy.

The frontal troops of both sides collided solidly again! Those monster infantry waving long tongues were best at restraining solid formations!

However, fortunately, standing in front of them were players from Earth, and the players didn't have any solid formations to begin with, they just walked relatively neatly when marching.

As the close-quarters slaughter unfolded, the two sides once again fell into a chaotic battle without distinction between front line and rear!

The players fighting on their own and those bloated and funny monsters fought together, and for a time they were actually evenly matched, and even faintly occupied the upper hand!

Especially those magic energy shooters mixed in the sea of skeletons, every time they fired, they could stably take away one or two Heart-Eaters, until the magic crystal was exhausted and they stopped.

Seeing the uniqueness of these skeleton soldiers, Meier's eyes narrowed slightly, and the long sword held in his fourth hand swung forward.

"Go! Verne!"

A roar passed through the entire forest, and the human-flesh chariot rushed toward the sea of skeletons like a tornado, breaking the trees blocking the way.

Looking at the former teammates being made into such blasphemous war machines, the knights of the Trident Knights all turned red in the eyes, wishing they could crush their teeth and swallow them.

"... What a blasphemy."

Charles, who raised the mace, shouted the spell loudly, and the priests following him also raised their scepters in unison, venting their grief and indignation in prayer.

Milky white radiance poured down from the sky like a waterfall, shining straight on the human-flesh chariot roaring.

Scorched by the holy radiance, the twisted heads assembled on the chariot let out painful wails one after another.

A trace of unbearable flashed in Charles's eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and cast the spell to the end, until the deep red demon light coiling around the chariot was completely dispelled.

The magic shield wrapped around the chariot body was lifted!

The withered tree branches that were originally easily broken by the chariot finally began to become obstacles to the chariot's advance, and the flesh and blood exposed outside the armor were constantly scratched by the dry branches! At the same time, a lizardman warrior riding a cave spider roared while waving a harpoon and rushed over from the front.

"Guofu! Shoot it for me!"

"HE——TUI——!"

A mouthful of spider silk brewed for more than ten minutes was spat out, hitting the left wheel of the human-flesh chariot accurately.

That cotton-white spider silk was like chewing gum that couldn't be chewed, dragged by the wheel made of human flesh and hit several turns, and finally the speed slowed down.

The rotation speeds of the wheels on both sides were no longer the same! Under the action of the speed difference, the speeding two-wheeled chariot suddenly hit a turn on the spot, leaning toward the side with the slower wheel rotation speed.

Not missing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Long Xing Wan Li clamped the harpoon under his armpit, clamped the Guofu brother under his body with his legs, and shouted excitedly.

"That's it! Charge!"

Clamped by the force of more than ten points, Guofu brother, who was speeding on eight legs in the forest, almost didn't get sent away by the brother Wanli's clamped legs.

Seeing that this guy was the boss, he could be considered to have endured the impulse to complain, held his last breath, and rushed up.

"Ouch ouch ouch!!!"

Between lightning and flint, the two figures crossed!

The harpoon clamped under Long Xing Wan Li's armpit stabbed directly into the head in the center of the human-flesh chariot, and the damaged wound made a sizzling sound!

That was the curse attached to the harpoon! A look of pain appeared on Verne's face, and finally returned to a deathly tranquility.

The red threads stitching the corpse broke inch by inch, and the chariot assembled by eleven people collapsed, scattering on the ground like shredded rags.

Watching his masterpiece being destroyed, Meier's face instantly turned gloomy, and a creepy fierce light flickered in his pupils.

"What a waste..."

Sure enough, he had to do it himself.

Drawing a long sword with each of his four hands, Meier's gaze locked firmly on Luo Yan, who was looking at him provocatively not far away, and drove the tentacles under his body to gallop forward.

Long Xing Wan Li, who had killed the elite monster in one hit, didn't have time to be proud, and suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tighten.

He looked up abruptly, only to see a monster suspected to be a BOSS rushing toward this side, hurriedly urging Brother Guofu under his crotch to withdraw from the battlefield.

That monster had four arms, held a long sword in each hand, and its legs were octopus tentacles, which looked like a guy not to be messed with! And the facts also confirmed his prediction! The tentacles wriggling on the ground actually ran faster than the eight legs of the cave spider! Seeing that he was about to be caught up, the first pig in the country screamed.

"Brother! He's catching up! Why don't you get off my back first?! I feel like I'll run faster!"

"Run? Who said I was going to run," Long Xing Wan Li twisted his mouth and said with a grin, "Ever heard of a horse-turning spear?"

Guofu's first pig: "???"

The harpoon was clamped under his armpit again, Long Xing Wan Li roared lowly.

"In a while, I'll shout stop, you stop!"

Guofu's first spider said in horror.

"Damn?! You're serious?!"

Long Xing Wan Li didn't explain to him at all, clamped his legs hard, waist and spider as one.

"Stop!!!"

Guofu's first spider, who was holding his breath, couldn't persuade him at all, and could only bite the bullet and cooperate with him to stop his steps, turn around and kill back.

"Break for me!!!"

Long Xing Wan Li roared, and the harpoon in his hand stabbed out fiercely!

Watching the fork tip about to stab the BOSS's face, Long Xing Wan Li felt his eyes blur.

Before he could recover from what happened, his two eyes split from the middle, falling to both sides in opposite directions!

That bloody scene could only be described with the word "miserable," deeply piercing into the eyes of the Longxing Tianxia crowd.

I saw the whistling blood blade splitting their boss and Guofu brother vertically in half, the crushed intestines and spider viscera scattered all over the ground.

Without even looking at the miscellaneous soldiers falling to the ground, Meier was expressionless, and rushed toward Luo Yan's direction without reducing his momentum.

That guy was his target! His plan naturally couldn't escape Luo Yan's eyes, Okdo, who had rushed to the front of the formation, roared, waving his double swords, and slashed toward Meier like a whirlwind.

Clang—! The sound of metal collision exploded!

The full-force blow made by Okdo, who was carrying twelve BUFFs, made Meier, who was originally expressionless, frown.

"Get out of here! You corpse!"

Meier whispered, the second sword stabbed forward, but it didn't hit the lizardman's chest, instead it hit a great sword swept horizontally solidly! "Clang—!"

The huge force made Meier's eyes astonished, suspecting that he had stabbed a city wall, until he saw the dead-looking face in front of him, did he know that another corpse was blocking him.

"Not finished yet—!"

A trace of anger finally appeared on his gloomy face, Meier roared, this time using all four hands, only seeking a quick victory!

The dancing sword blade set off a raging storm around him, Okdo and Bond couldn't handle it for a while. However, just as the lizardman and the lizardman were about to be defeated, Zelike, waving his scimitar, killed him again, including the lizardman who had been cut in half by him earlier, who also resurrected in the form of a corpse ghost, holding a harpoon and screaming as he chased back.

Four arms fighting eight hands, even if Meier had just been promoted to a God-chosen, he was exhausted by this wave after wave of attacks for a while.

Just as he expected—

The corpse offensive of this necromancer really didn't end!

Sarah, wandering on the edge, seized the opportunity, quickly cut into the scorched battlefield with a short step, and the two daggers in her hand were as fast as afterimages, slashing on the octopus tentacles under Meier.

All four hands were busy with their own things, Meier didn't notice a wild cat drilling behind him, and the dagger with Nether Inscriptions left two deep grooves under him, making him let out a low groan of pain, raising his hand and sweeping a sword behind him, but it hit the air.

Adhering to the concept of one-hit-and-away, Sarah didn't stay behind him at all, but hid into the mist.

Seeing Meier's attack lose its rhythm, the teammate holding the harpoon stabbed wildly again, Okdo also seized the opportunity to grab the side of Meier, the scimitar held in both hands danced into a whirlwind, and slashed heavily on his shoulder!

The rotating scimitar was like the saw blade of a wood-cutting machine, hard-hitting Meier's shoulder armor, almost cutting one of his arms off his shoulder.

Looking at the spurting arm, Meier roared in pain, finally recognizing the reality and giving up continuing to move forward, the sharp blade in his hand swung out a scarlet sword glow, cutting the lizardman zombie holding the harpoon and stabbing wildly into two sections.

Taking advantage of the gap in the siege, the tentacles under his body exerted force and swam rapidly, quickly pulling away from the corpses besieging him.

"You are seeking your own death—"

"Your nonsense is not generally much!"

Luo Yan, who finally had time to spare from casting the resurrection spell, swung his magic wand, and a dozen bone spears smashed toward his face like cannonballs! Faced with the whistling bone spears, Meier swung three long swords to parry and block, while trying to repair the arm that was almost broken in two.

Seeing through his plan at a glance, Okdo and Zelike stuck to him from left to right, not giving him a chance to breathe at all.

However, just at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly pierced the sky, and blue and green magic mist suddenly descended from the sky, roaring into the center of the Demon King's army like a dragon's breath! At least a hundred skeleton soldiers were rolled into it, crushed into bone ash by the irresistible magic light.

And in contrast, the Heart-Eaters bathed in the magic mist were like nothing, and even seemed to have gained nourishment.

Twenty squids emerged from the thick fog, looking down at the entire battlefield with those giant pupils and shuttle-shaped big heads.

Alex commanded the mercenary musketeers to raise their guns and shoot, but was soon dragged by the Heart-Eaters pouring in from the gap in the formation, forced into close combat.

"More people than me—"

Struggling to wave away the lizardman corpse ghosts entangled beside him, Meier kicked Bond away, grinning toward Luo Yan's direction.

"Still want to continue?! Coward who only knows how to play tricks behind puppets!"

He had already discovered it just now.

The reason why these corpse ghosts were difficult to deal with was not because they were strong themselves, but purely because they had too many status magic spells stacked on them.

As time passed, the effect of the status magic became weaker and weaker, and the gap between them and himself immediately appeared.

Looking at Meier who "suddenly could do it again" and the deteriorating battle situation in front of him, Luo Yan's face sank slightly, after some deliberation, he finally pointed the magic wand in his hand toward the front line that needed support more—the gap there still needed someone to fill!

"Wake up! My—"

Luo Yan, who was about to cast the spell to resurrect the players, suddenly felt an itch in his throat, coughed up a mouthful of blood in his palm, and his eyebrows buzzed.

Feeling the feeling of sluggish consciousness, Luo Yan secretly said "not good" in his heart, supported himself to finish chanting the spell, and almost fell from the spider's back.

Damn—

The aftereffect of the beast medicine is coming up! His limit is seven bottles.

But maybe it was because the previous disguise potion occupied his metabolic capacity, so he didn't feel anything when he drank the seventh bottle, and only tasted the backlash when casting the spell.

"It's the Nightmare Wanderer!" Charles roared toward Luo Yan's direction, anxious.

His beard was also covered with a pool of blood, and when he spoke, blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, dripping drop by drop into his collar.

Obviously—

This guy also suffered the backlash of the "Hell Special Supplement," and it was obviously much more uncomfortable than himself who grew up in the Demon Capital, belonging to the kind that couldn't be forced to drink.

Above his head is the Nightmare Wanderer.

There is also a Cyclops in the distance... I'm afraid that guy hasn't shown his real skills yet.

Actually, these don't count as anything, the most critical thing is that Meier's strength far exceeded his expectations.

What Luo Yan didn't expect was that this guy was beaten by the younger brother he brought out himself, and only lost one arm.

Is this the strength of a Chaos God-chosen? It's a bit unreasonable to be strong.

His BUFFs could at least make their strength double or more.

However, it's hard to say, the other party might also have BUFFs cast by the Mist of Deception Nuoweier stacked on him...

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yan took out a necklace from his arms.

A pale red horn hung on the necklace, he held it gently with his right hand, and then slowly injected magic power into it.

The little demon horn, like a seashell, emitted a trace of warmth, then vibrated slightly, seemingly responding to his summons.

Actually, if possible, he didn't really want to summon the thugs of the Nightmare Village.

It's hard to say whether those little demons can turn the tide of the battle, and letting the vassals see his embarrassed appearance will lose some of the Demon King's prestige.

This is something taught in the Demon King Academy's class.

If possible, Luo Yan still hopes to use prestige in the construction of the Demon King's territory, and wait until a regular army composed of little demons is trained to use it.

But now he can't care about so much.

It's not just little demons—

At the necessary moment, even those earth-moving spiders that ran over to make up the numbers under Alakdo, should fill the line and have to go up to fill the line.

Looking at the Demon King's army showing fatigue, a ferocious smile appeared on Meier's face.

It seems the outcome is decided—

This time he will never let this guy escape!

However, just as he thought so, ghost-green starlight suddenly appeared in the scarlet thick fog!

Before Meier could recover from what happened, the arrows all over the sky had already rushed toward the "squid group" assembled in the air like locusts! Those arrows dragged ink-green tracer light, and every arrowhead was added with the power of magic!

"Jia—!"

Bathed in that deadly rain of arrows, the Nightmare Wanderers floating in the air didn't have time to dodge at all, and were shot into hedgehogs in those shrill screams.

The poison endowed by magic paralyzed their nervous system.

They were like crashed airships, losing the ability to fly, and fell heavily into the forest covered by mist.

Witnessing those Nightmare Wanderers crashing to the ground, Meier's eyes were blood-red, and he let out a desperate roar.

"No—!"

Unfortunately—

A roar couldn't stop the rain of arrows that came one after another, and the Nightmare Wanderers soaring in the blood mist were like schools of fish being hunted, withering one after another.

Looking at the rain of tracer arrows flying all over the sky, the human army whose morale was originally wavering regained hope for victory one after another, consolidating the positions on the flanks of the Demon King's army.

And the balance of victory that originally tilted toward Chaos once again tilted toward the direction of the Demon King and the human coalition!

"Reinforcements! Our reinforcements have arrived!" Alex, covered in blood, raised his long sword and shouted excitedly toward the soldiers beside him.

Although most of them were monsters, no one cared about those things at this moment! Those who came were comrades-in-arms!

At the same time, a strong and straight figure appeared in the shadow of the forest not far from Luo Yan, nodding slightly and kneeling on one knee on the ground.

"Gray Wind Tribe Patriarch Tyrell Moonblade pays respects to Master Demon King..."

"Please forgive your loyal servants for being late."

My eyes hurt badly, they have been red for several days, I have to go to the hospital to see, there is only one chapter today, it's really sorry for the brothers to be stuck here... really sorry T. T(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 111 =====