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Bloodthirsty, belligerent, mad, cruel. Pride and God of War used their blessings and skills to turn Lagia into such a group of people, and these blessed ones are undoubtedly the best among them.

But just like the army of the blood **** Khorne they imitated - you can hardly expect discipline from this group of guys, and they can maintain the most basic order just because this is not a time of war, once a war begins, they will He will lose his sanity as quickly as possible.

But it is such a bloodthirsty madman who can't be called an 'army' at all, but is the favorite darling of the gods of war in the God of War Alliance.

From this, it is not difficult to see that what these gods of war ultimately desire is to turn the whole world into this virtue.

Some of them are a little sensible, hoping to transform the lower realm into a cruel world that pursues social Darwinism, while a little bit crazy, it is hoped that the lower realm will simply kill the darkness and die together in the end!

Such a group of guys, if there is no arrogance as a brake, what kind of accident will happen - but in the final analysis, there is no arrogance, and there will be no such wanton capital.

"Kahn, you are the God-chosen champion designated by Lord Pride, and you control the power of command - but I can't guarantee how long we can hold it back."

Buche first warned his younger sister, who was becoming more and more bloodthirsty and crazy, with his eyes, and then looked at Kahn coldly, half a warning, half a reminder.

"…"

Kahn didn't respond, he just turned over and rode the steel bull under his crotch, pulled out the chainsaw axe with the skull of the powerful enemy falling, and let out a deafening roar at Orari at the other side of the horizon!

This is the order, the order to go to war! There is only one command of Kahn, crushing all the enemies in front of him, attacking the city at any cost, and then killing it!

Conspiracy? unnecessary! Right time and place? It's all bullshit!

Kill it and it's over!

"Skull Sacrifice, Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God!!"

…

"What are those?!"

The icy air solidified the quiet and dry atmosphere. Looking at the legion coming at the end of the horizon, Yamato asked the question in the hearts of most people here tremblingly.

Yes, our enemy... what is it?

The first army to rush in from the sea of ​​blood at the end of the horizon were steel bull knights riding monsters.

These warriors of the Blood God wore brass armor that ordinary people couldn't bear, and each held a huge and strangely shaped weapon - even more special, the mounts under their crotch.

Their mounts are not weak warhorses, but Khorne steel bulls. The mutated blood cow, two meters high and three meters long, is covered in heavy steel armor covering its entire body, covered with spikes and dried blood. This manic and crazy beast can only be controlled by the blood god's retinue.

Such an army is completely out of a nightmare. Just peeking at it, I feel the tremor and fear in the bottom of my heart, as well as the cold that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Boom them away!!"

The leader of Orari's mage army - his name is irrelevant, he just waved his wand and roared at all the mage behind him to hide his fear.

His words also awakened many dreamlike people. If such a group of monsters were to charge in front of them, it would probably be over.

The mages collectively began to sing their own magic, and the family members who were organized and had 'treasures' couldn't care about hiding at the moment, and directly used all the treasures they got from the 'dungeon'.

Under the deliberate connivance of the rage, many of the family members of this group of mage troops obtained the same things as spell scrolls from other worlds-in order to enhance their strength, Mu Feng was heartbroken.

The color of the dark clouds in the sky turned crimson, and a series of fireballs fell like raindrops, instantly covering the grassland ahead.

The steel bull cavalry were covered by a sea of ​​flames, and the hot sparks and falling meteorites bombarded these brave madmen one after another.

The bombardment of magic lasted for dozens of seconds, and most of the people who were nervous just now showed relaxed expressions—there shouldn't be anything that could survive such a dense bombardment of magic, they thought.

"Hunt their skulls!!"

However, when the smoke cleared, the scarred Kahn still rode his steel bull and charged with a battle cry of extreme excitement and madness.

The steel bull knights who followed him came like a torrent of scarlet steel - naturally many of them were damaged by the magic bombardment just now, but they didn't care.

Even this time, there was no artillery troops to follow, which made them even more happy and excited. Without those weak shells, they would be able to more straightforwardly hunt the heads of their gods for glory!

The roar of these steel bull knights shook the ground, and the air was filled with molten fire and **** howls. The eight-pointed star emblem and scarlet color on their armor could already be seen by the naked eye.

"The followers of the Holy Light, charge with me!!"

Just when Orari's family members fell into shocking fear and anxiety, Bell raised the silver hand in his hand, roaring and charging ahead!

He led the warriors who believed in the Holy Light, as well as a group of adventurers who were the toughest men in the whole Orari.

They did not have mounts, and Orari had no habit of domesticating war horses. But they also don't need war horses to increase their impact on the plains.

The Holy Light is their sword, the Holy Light is their shield, and their faith in God and devotion to the Holy Light makes them fearless!

Behind is their home, there is no way out, only war!

"The Holy Light bless us!"

"Skull Sacrifice, Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God!!"

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chapter 110. tragic failure

Steel collided with steel, blood and blood splattered in all directions, the blade cut the flesh, the war hammer smashed the bones, the collision between the two troops was straightforward, simple and cruel.

"The Holy Light protects us!!"

Bell, who took the lead, first smashed the hand of silver to the ground, and formed a huge wall of holy light in front of the walking steel bull cavalry.

Under the urging of endless anger and excitement, the steel bull cavalry slammed on the sacred wall without any stagnation, and the front row fell down, and the chain effect produced caused the cavalry in the rear to fall in row after row.

However, the impact caused cracks to appear in the sturdy wall of holy light. It is foreseeable what kind of **** situation it will cause if these steel bull knights are allowed to charge.

"His skull is mine!!"

Karn jumped off his mount just before hitting the Wall of Light, so when his steel bull smashed his bones and the knight behind him squeezed into a gravy, he was unharmed.

In his eyes now only Bell Cronne, a powerful paladin, hunts for his head and will bring endless glory to Ares!

With a strong **** smell and strong killing intent, the chainsaw axe roared down, and Bell, who had withdrawn the spell, had to raise his hand of silver to block, and the concussion that followed made him almost unable to hold his hand. weapon.

Bell saw Kahn and saw this probably the craziest warrior he had ever encountered in his life.

What more can he say? What else can be done? Only fight!

The silver hand collided with the scarlet chain saw axe continuously, and hundreds of fires could burst out in an instant, and Bell even quickly lost the advantage in the melee combat.

Kahn's combat power is pure and powerful, and it is impossible for him to learn any special abilities or special skills with the butcher's nails implanted.

As soon as the mind and brain entered the battle, there was only endless bloodthirsty and rage, and the never-ending madness made him only wield the weapon in his hand to fight.

You don't need to fix all the bells and whistles, just chop and you're done!

"Die, die, die, die!!"

Kahn let out a frantic roar, his body swelled like a boulder mountain, and his strength went further as the battle progressed.

Under Kahn's continuous slashing and attacking, Bell soon had only room to parry. His inexperience is undoubtedly evident at this moment. After all, he is too young, and after all, he has too little battle.

But he also has the blessing of the Holy Light.

At the moment when the chain saw axe was about to sever his neck, the holy shield technique that emerged from Bell blocked Kahn's attack and even got stuck there, and Bell, who seized the opportunity, took the silver hand and smashed it hard. on Kahn's breastplate.

The heavy hammer mixed with the roaring arcane thunder and the dazzling holy light directly knocked Kahn hundreds of meters away, and at this time Bell had time to take a breath and observe the battle situation.

The situation of the battle... too chaotic.

The stragglers organized by Orari have no training, and he has been entangled by Kahn all the time, so he has no time to command. And those warriors who were chosen by God were even more devoted to the cause of slashing people and could not extricate themselves.

No formation is required, and no arrangement is required. Every soldier is a bloodthirsty death squad. The result is that the order of the other party will be completely shattered.

How can the chaos of this battle be explained? Some wielded magic swords, some threw magic, some shot, some had their heads chopped off, some were blown to pieces...

In a sense, they have all been pulled to a level.

But overall, they still have the upper hand. Those steel bull knights suffered too much damage on the way, and they could be said to be prepared.

The only thing that pervades here is the smell of **** death, and all of this is just the beginning of this war, it's just... just beginning.

The whistling sound of breaking wind sounded from above Bell's head, and a strong intuition prompted Bell to directly apply a Divine Shield technique to himself and then roll to avoid it. The next moment, the place where he stood just now was penetrated by countless scarlet crystal spears.

"I want your skull!!"

Holding the spear of the Cursed Lady, Algana dragged her owl-like laughter, flapping her scarlet wings and falling.

She was obviously a feminine woman, but this scarlet woman who was draped all over her body couldn't give off any feminine feeling - even more creepy than Kahn.

And along with Algana came a whole **** Valkyrie.

These 'angels' landing with flapping scarlet wings live up to the meaning of their unit's name. Harvesting the souls of the brave, but they are the brave who will live and become the hero of death.

Compared with the pure violence of those steel bull knights, these Scarlet Valkyries showed more 'spell' abilities.

No, it can't be said to be a spell, it should be said to be like their false wings, more like a monster's ability than a spell.

Bell was once again caught in a fierce battle. Compared with Kahn, Algana's tactics were more inclined to skill. The slender Lady of the Damned was fierce and deadly in her hands, and the thorn-strewn blood-red spear always wounded Bell.

But Bell soon discovered that something was wrong. After being left with multiple wounds on his body, his blood was sucked into the cursed lady of Algana as if it had been pulled by something.

And Algana's strength and speed also became stronger, and she killed more vigorously after that sharp laughter like a night owl.

Bell knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore, he had to switch from offense to defense and use his remaining strength to use holy light to heal his body.

But how could Algana let him do this? The speed of the fierce attack became faster, and the warhammer was really a weapon with no speed advantage in front of the swift spear.

"My treasure of your skull!"

Algana's spear slashed Bell's left foot, and then with a forceful swing, Bell tripped directly to the ground.

She laughed wildly and raised her spear to be stabbed, and Bell was ready to activate the trump card of the gods.

But at this moment, an extremely angry voice cut through the air.

"Go away, this is my prey!!"

Kahn's scarlet figure rushed across the battlefield, knocking Algana out like a chariot.

Then, they actually fought like no one else was here! The ferocity of the fight was even bloodier than the battle with Bell.

Bell was stunned by this sudden scene, but he quickly reacted, seized this opportunity to quickly leave the battlefield here, and raised the hand of silver high.

"Holy Light, heal our wounds!!"

The glorious holy light fell from the sky of Yaojin, covering the entire battlefield like open wings.

In the battle with this group of lunatics, the army that fell and lost the wind began to recover their physical strength, recover their injuries, and boost their morale under the illumination of the holy light!

The situation has once again turned to Orari's side! Even if it is not a victory, at least there is a stalemate.

"Two idiots..."

Butcher, who was overlooking the battle situation at the top of the sky, shook his head and said in an icy voice.

"Lord Pride meant it was enough, but... it's not such a bad virtue."

As the vanguard of the Lagia Empire, their performance was poor. But this is entirely the result of arrogance and intentionality.

The matching armored corps did not reach the front line, and the artillery unit was arrogantly and deliberately sent away when they attacked Meilian. These guys are equivalent to the army without any armored troops.

Lagia can not win, but must not lose so ugly. Orali must taste enough pain.

Arrogance is ready.

Baqie raised the bell stick in his hand and shook it slowly. There was a bone bell carved from the skull of a giant dragon above, echoing the ancient and time-honored bell.

The slowly spreading bell sounded into the ears of everyone on the battlefield. For Orari, it was just an unpleasant sound. And for these warriors of the God of War, this is... the restriction is lifted!

The next moment, boundless anger bloomed in the hearts of almost every warrior of the God of War, and the wave of anger that exploded was like a violent bomb, banging loudly!

And the blessing of the warriors of the God of War is not only anger, but their stature has generally increased, their skin is blood red, and their strength has skyrocketed!

The bloodthirsty art released from the bones of the black dragon carries the weak divine power of the gods of war. This divine power will not directly interfere to trigger the rules of Uranus, but it will activate the divine blood in every warrior below who has drawn the blood of the God of War.

Then, turn into a completely crazy Berserker!

"Roar!!"

Yamato Ming, who is holding a tachi, is fighting fiercely with the berserker in front of him, but with the sound of the spreading bell, the strength and speed of the berserker in front of him suddenly increase, and at the same time, he has completely lost his mind!

The magic 'Budu Yusoul' created a reinforced field of gravity around her, and her sword slashed towards the neck of the warrior in front of her, but the opponent did not dodge, but instead attacked!

The sharp sword 'Winter Cloud' did not cut off the Berserker's head as she wished, but was clamped by his powerful muscles.

"Not good!" Ming's heart was startled, but it was too late to let go and retreat.