It rained heavily for one day and two nights.
The high temperature brought by the Chaos Fire Crossbow was completely washed away by the rain, leaving no trace of fireworks in the air.
At the foot of the Ares Mountain, two large pits hundreds of miles in diameter looked unusually abrupt. Countless tree trunks, burnt black and bare, pierced the sky. Under the bright sunshine, they gave people a somewhat ferocious feeling out of thin air.
Jiu Lao, Xiong Zhao, Crab Claw and others left the dark prison and received treatment at the War God Guard's station.
Their hands and feet were interrupted. This injury was not a big problem. What was a little more troublesome was that many Vulcan warriors had their hand tendons and hamstrings cut off. However, their vitality is strong enough, and with the healing herbs obtained from the Medicine God Mountain, these injuries can be healed in up to two days.
War King had already made arrangements when he left War God Mountain and accompanied Chu Tian to Tianlu Mountain. Under the leadership of Zhan Xiong and Zhan Tu, his close warriors completed his orders very well and did not let any big trouble happen inside War God Mountain. turmoil.
Under the command of Zhan Tu, the Blood Guards rushed from the secret passage to reinforce their companions outside the Divine Blood Bath. After a sudden attack, the tens of thousands of soldiers who surrounded the Divine Blood Bath were beaten to a pulp; Zhan Xiong also led the elite War Guardians everywhere. Attack and defeat the soldiers commanded by Elder Bear and Elder Tiger to a pulp!
After all, there are many secret passages and secret transmission points in the God of War Mountain, which can only be opened with the identity token of the King of War.
The War God Guard has an innate advantage in dispatching troops. The combat power of Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger is not as good as that of Zhan Xiong and Zhan Tu, so it is natural for them to be defeated.
Right next to the large crater blasted by Chu Tian's first wave of Chaos Fire Crossbows the night before, Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger, who were tall and pale-faced, were kneeling on the ground with their heads drooped, and several chains with barbs penetrated their bodies. The Pipa bones and several important joints blocked all their strength.
Hundreds of thousands of elite warriors directly under Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger were kneeling naked next to the pit, their bodies covered in filth from the mud and water all over the ground. Many of the warriors were like children who had been wronged, crying softly from time to time, causing the surrounding warriors directly under the War King to shake their heads in contempt.
The descendants of the God of War can only bleed, not shed tears!
Can a warrior still be considered a warrior when he starts to cry because of the brutal battle
Tens of thousands of war puppets stood in the distance. These tools of war that single-handedly caused the horrific killings the night before yesterday stood quietly on the ground. Those three-foot-tall puppets were not obtrusive, but those giant puppets that were a hundred feet tall made these defeated warriors so courageous that they did not even dare to raise their heads to take a second look at them.
Dozens of miles away, a large area of sweet-scented osmanthus trees is lush and lush, with green light flashing, countless tree shadows and lights swaying, and a faint fragrance drifting all the way here.
Elder Xiao and Elder Nu were still trapped in the formation. They roared at the top of their lungs and wildly waved their weapons to chop and smash around.
The night before yesterday, Chu Tian did not take action against these two already frantic elders. He even stopped the King of War from taking action - it was impossible for the two elders to break out of this formation anyway, so why risk fighting them
Just use a large formation to trap them. The elders of Ares Mountain are full of energy and blood, and have long strength. They will starve for a month to see if they still have the strength to take action. Of course, considering their strong vitality, it is probably not difficult for them to go without food or drink for a month.
Then, throw two Chaos Fire Crossbows in every day, consume their energy and energy, and see how many days they can carry it when they fall to the ground.
No, the two giant puppets standing next to the formation raised their arms, and four Chaos Fire Crossbows roared into the sky. After rushing up to a height of a hundred miles above the ground, they quickly fell down and sank into the sky. In the formation.
The fire was shining, mushroom clouds rose into the sky, and the shrill roars of Elder Xiao and Elder Nu came from the formation.
However, due to the isolation of the large formation, the roars they made with all their strength were only faintly visible, like two thin cats meowing. People who were not paying attention could not hear what they were meowing.
The War King stood next to the large pit opened by the Chaos Fire Crossbow, looking coldly at the warriors kneeling in the mud.
These weaklings who claim to be the "direct descendants of Ares Mountain" may have been frightened by the solemn atmosphere around them, or they may have been intimidated by the heavily armed Ares guards around them, so they knelt there trembling one by one, one after another. Some people cried.
The War King's face was gloomy, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved it down fiercely.
The night before yesterday, the disguised caravan members belonging to the shrine were violently dragged to the pit. The expressionless War God Guards swung their axes and neatly chopped off the heads of these shrine members.
The head "Gululu" rolled into the pit, and blood rippled in the muddy water.
Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger saw thousands of members of the temple being hacked to death in just a few breaths. They were so anxious that they struggled crazily.
The Elder Bear, who has a tall and thick body and is covered with black fur, is really like a black bear spirit, roaring at the top of his lungs: "King of War, it's our fault, it has nothing to do with the children! Don't touch them, don't touch them! We all belong to the God of War. Descendants!"
Elder Tiger spat viciously on Elder Xiong's face, and shouted sternly: "Just kill, what are you afraid of? Haha, War King, if you dare, kill us all... Damn it!"
Earth-shattering cries were heard, and tens of thousands of old, weak, women and children were escorted over.
These people, Qing Yishui'er, are all direct descendants of Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger, and many of them are their direct descendants.
"No, don't!" Elder Tiger's courage suddenly collapsed. He suddenly fell to the ground. He looked at the King of War and shouted sternly: "King of War, do you want to kill them all? We are all descendants of the God of War. You You can’t do this!”
The War King looked at Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger coldly. He was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head slowly: "Of course I won't do this, but you did do something wrong. Therefore, your people will be sent to In the north, we are stationed in the jungle closest to the northern battlefield as a reserve force for the northern battle fort. Do you have any objections?"
Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger shook their heads at the same time.
This is the best outcome, what else can they say
With what they have done, even if the War King orders them all to be killed here today, what else can they say
They can't even resist!
With Chutian's tens of thousands of war puppets standing guard, how many people would they need to use and how many descendants would they sacrifice to kill these terrifying metal lumps
Not to mention, the warriors directly under the King of War already have a considerable advantage in terms of overall strength!
"Then, let's do this!" Chu Tian stood in the distance, watching the King of War deal with these defeated guys, and shook his head gently.
That's fine, Chu Tian knew that he couldn't force the King of War to completely clean out these people. The King of War cannot make this determination, and since he is an outsider after all, it is impossible for him to make such a decision.
Holding hands behind his back, he slowly walked into the dark Ares Mountain.
The long corridor was filled with the smell of blood, and soldiers were washing the ground with large buckets.
The water that rushed out was blood-colored.