Ye Fan looked at the battlefield through his 360-degree vision.
The fighting on the battlefield has been going on for some time.
The 10,000 jackals of the Blood Knife Merchant Corps and the 20,000 men from the other major forces were intertwined like two deep bloody curtains.
The Gnoll warriors are quite tall.
They rode on large, khaki-colored earth lizards and looked extremely ferocious.
However, on the battlefield where the enemies were already fighting each other, they had lost their mobility and could only rely on the most basic divine power and swords.
The more this happens, the more brutal the fighting becomes.
There were broken limbs everywhere, screams everywhere, and an extremely strong smell of blood and gore.
The two sides were fighting with an army of as many as 30,000 people, like a mottled curtain, with various colored blocks made up of blood and corpses of warriors of various races everywhere.
Fluctuations of divine power, and even the sounds of soldiers' self-detonations before their death, rang out in various places on the battlefield.
Huge deep pits and extremely chaotic whirlpools of various colors were heard in every place on the huge battlefield.
Ye Fan looked at the battlefield and was deeply shocked.
These forces actually fought so brutally with the jackals of the Blood Knife Merchant Corps.
If this divine power explodes, even the soul will be destroyed.
Ye Fan secretly smacked his lips.
It seems that this is a really good opportunity for Mond.
Mond was deeply shocked when he looked at this meat-grinder battlefield composed of 30,000 warriors of various races.
He asked the old magician Norman beside him: "Old man, what do you think?!"
At this critical moment, a matter of life and death.
At a time when all efforts would be wasted if they failed, Mond could not help but become cautious and asked Norman for his opinion.
"Sir, it should be fine!"
"These people fought so fiercely that a large number of them even self-destructed with their divine powers!"
"If this is really an ambush, it's unlikely to be carried out by 30,000 elite soldiers!"
The old magician Norman stared at this bloody battlefield, feeling quite anxious and worried. After careful consideration, he spoke to Mond.
The master and the servant looked at each other, and their eyes became firm at the same time.
Mond turned around and got on the blood-eyed black tiger. The old magician Norman also rode on a majestic khaki earth lizard and followed closely beside Mond.
In Mond's right hand, the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword was held high, and a strong murderous aura burst out from his eyes.
The blazing and powerful divine power all over his body was boiling like the magma of an active volcano.
Mond raised his magic sword high and shouted to the 10,000 warriors who were all mounted on their mounts and staring at him, "Charge with me!!!"
The eyes of all the soldiers became fiery.
The look in their eyes when they looked at Mond was full of loyalty and hope.
Mond led them to victory time and time again.
It gave them a lot of confidence.
At this moment, this man once again led them towards a new target.
They are fearless.
They move forward courageously.
All the warriors were silent and quiet, but when Mond fully deployed his formation and began to charge, it was like a flood bursting through a dam, and the boiling and clamor in their hearts instantly erupted.
"kill!!!"
"kill!!!"
"… "
Deafening shouts of killing followed.
Mond led 10,000 warriors and rushed in under the watchful eyes of 30,000 people from both sides.
The iron torrent composed of ten thousand elite soldiers was like an extremely sharp sword, piercing fiercely into the army of thirty thousand people.
It seemed that neither side expected Mond would appear at this time.
The forces on both sides did not seem to have expected that Mond could have such a powerful military force.
A total of ten thousand screened warriors from various ethnic groups.
These warriors are the elite among the slaves. Each of them has either been a soldier before or has rich fighting experience.
This is very easy to train for Mond.
Once the orders are enforced, the combat effectiveness will increase rapidly.
Mond charged at the forefront of his own army of 10,000 men.
He was like the arrowhead of a long arrow, piercing directly into the enemy's formation.
A fleeting glimpse!
Like phantoms, the real and unreal sword lights and sword beams exploded directly among the enemies, and broken limbs and spurted flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the third-grade primary sub-god and gain one thousand energy points!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the third-grade intermediate sub-god and gain one thousand two hundred energy points!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the third-grade advanced sub-god and gain one thousand five hundred energy points!
…
Ding, kill the third-grade primary sub-god and obtain 10,000 evolution points!
Ding, kill a third-grade intermediate sub-god and obtain 12,000 evolution points!
Ding, kill a third-grade high-level sub-god and obtain 15,000 evolution points!
If the enemies killed are of the third-grade sub-god level, they will be sucked dry by the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword.
All the origins of the laws and blood turned into nutrients for the growth of Ye Fan and the Demon Sword.
As soon as the origin of the law was absorbed, a blood-red light emerged from the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword.
An incomparably powerful pressure was released.
After the soul pressure of the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword was released, any enemies around Mond with a slightly lower strength level collapsed directly to the ground.
The mount could not withstand the pressure of the magic sword at all.
It was seen that he was riding on a black tiger with blood-red eyes, and no one could stop him wherever he went.
A blood-red sword was flying and dancing.
The sword light was raging everywhere, and blood was spurting out on the battlefield like a fountain.
And behind Mond, all the soldiers, seeing how brave and domineering Mond was, their morale instantly reached its peak.
They roared and growled.
All eyes started to turn red.
These warriors followed Mond closely, expanding the killing area and chopping and killing more enemies.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see a sword with a blood-red tip piercing into the huge colorful military formation, dividing it in half.
Behind this blood-red sword, all that was flowing was blood.
It was a bloody road.
When Mond led his 10,000 soldiers to break through the formation of 30,000 troops, nearly one-third of the enemy troops behind him fell, nearly 10,000 lives.
These are the enemies killed in one charge.
Many wounded soldiers were lying on the ground wailing miserably.
Mond turned his horse, reorganized his troops, and launched another charge.
When Ye Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but think.
The Blood Knife Merchant Group is over!