If it weren't for the demigod-level masters at the front, I am afraid that the loss of the gods would be even greater. Of course, the death of nearly a thousand gods was not just caused by the God-killing crossbow. Scattered, no longer giving the Godly Killing Crossbow a chance to exert its greatest power, but at this time, the two strongest knights of the Huarong Empire rushed out in the flames of honor burning in their hearts, and rushed out from the battle formation.
Once again, the strength of God and Man was displayed in front of everyone. Every knight of the Flaming Dragon Knights was carefully selected. They have their own dragon guns and their own earth dragon mounts. The strongest Rangoon Continental cavalry other than the Flame Lion Knights. What is their fate now? Very simple two words, death.
The two knight groups only launched a charge, and the price was complete annihilation. Under the leadership of hundreds of demigod-level masters, these knights did not have too many opportunities. The life of the god-man disappeared forever on this barren land.
The most outstanding knight order of the Huarong Empire, the knight order that took countless energy and painstaking efforts of the Huarong Empire to build, was destroyed just like that. Prince Rong, who had just regained some vitality, couldn't help spurting blood when he saw this scene, and passed out in a coma.
More than 2,000 gods and men lost nearly 1,000 of them, most of whom died under the double explosion of ice and fire from the God-killing crossbow, but the results of the battle brought by these two elite knights were pitiful. At this time, the human warriors raised their weapons, and no one flinched. They all thought of their families, if these wolf-like gods were allowed to go to Yangon mainland. What a scene that would be! Therefore, although they knew that they would die, they still raised their weapons. Launched a suicidal resistance against the gods. By this time, the strength of the monomer has already been revealed. Although there were only 1,200 gods and men, what they brought was the call of the god of death.
The number of human fighters is decreasing sharply. In the early days of the battle, the gods had almost no losses. Those demigod-level masters are almost invincible, and each attack can easily take the lives of more than ten human fighters. By this time, they were already red-eyed, and the resentment that had been suppressed by magic and crossbow arrows was completely emitted. In their hearts, only blood could release the resentment in their hearts.
However, the madness of the gods did not last for too long, and the scene fell into a stalemate from one side, because. The elite of the Blood Lion Cult appeared. Two thousand elites of the Blood Lion Cult, led by the five hundred blood guards using the God-killing Crossbow and one hundred masters of the Ice Moon Hall, led by the seven elders and five hall masters of the Blood Lion Cult, appeared in the gods by sniping. People around the Yangon mainland fighters. Their appearance immediately slowed down the killing speed of the human warriors, and the number of the 1,200 gods also began to gradually decrease.
Among them, the most obvious effects are not those masters of the Martial Saint level, because, including the seven elders of the Blood Lion Cult, these masters have all met demigod-level masters who are a little stronger than themselves. The way of fighting for life can barely resist the opponent's attack. And it was the blood guards who started to harvest the lives of the enemies in Yangon, yes, those five hundred blood guards who grew up in iron and blood.
Blood Guards never wear armor, they are always dark red warrior robes, just like their weapons are always sharp rapiers. Their rapiers not only have strong penetrating power, but also possess the toxin of distance. Their joining is a nightmare for the gods. The gods at the level of servants of the gods, under the sneak attack of the blood guards, the casualties continued to increase.
In the eyes of the blood guards, in order to achieve the goal, any means can be used. Often, when a human warrior is killed by the servants of the gods, their rapier has quietly pierced out of the human warrior's armpit, bringing Stabbing out with all their strength, even if their own bodies were pierced by the weapons of the god servants at the same time, their attacks would not stop for an instant. What the blood guard brought was a kind of spirit. They don't care about their own lives at all. As long as there is still a breath, the attack will not stop.
Although the Flaming Dragon Knights and the Flaming Lion Knights are strong in the war, they have a strong impact, but in the confrontation with the masters, their impact will not play a big role at all. In the battle, it was precisely because the demigod-level masters at the front completely restrained their explosive power that they were completely annihilated, and did not play the greatest role. However, the Blood Guards are different. They are the most elite force of the Blood Lion Cult. In the previous battles, most of their goals were to assassinate some powerful men who were stronger than them. Therefore, their tactics against these gods is the most effective.
The blood guards are like cunning poisonous snakes, always hiding in dark corners, but they can always gain something if they attack suddenly, and what they gain is the life of the enemy. For this harvest, sometimes you have to pay your own life.
Due to the addition of blood guards, the scene has completely entered a stalemate. The hundreds of thousands of troops in the Yangon mainland surrounded and killed the remaining more than a thousand gods. Although they could cause very little damage to the gods, in order to protect Yangon Guang Dalu's firm belief made them face these powerful gods without any fear. If there were not hundreds of demigod-level masters among the gods, I am afraid they would have been slaughtered. However, the absolute strength prevented the Yangon mainland army from taking any advantage. Every time they killed a god, It will cost a few, even dozens, or hundreds of lives. This is still the result of the chaos.
The battle is always going on in a stalemate, with casualties in three areas. The casualties in the air are obviously the least. After Nian Bing's mental power has been greatly weakened by the shock, the two sides can only cause damage to each other, but they cannot be fatal. . No one can say which side the decisive battle is on, but it can be said that the outcome of any battle will affect the overall situation.
The number of nearly 6,000 gods and men has dropped sharply under the slaughter of the dragon clan. Without demi-gods and above to help them face the dragon, there is almost no chance. The solid defense of the giant dragons prevents them from being fatally hurt at all, but whether it is their breath or their tyrannical body, they are all nightmares for the gods and men in front of them.
That is, the scene entered into chaos, on Luo Rou's side. A deep chant sounded, the voice was not loud. It was completely covered by the sound of killing on the battlefield, however. There are less than a thousand earth gods left here, but they don't know that it is this humble singing voice that determines their fate.
A layer of miserable green mist filled the air, covering the army on the mainland of Yangon, and also covered the gods, causing a little shock on both sides of the battle. The gods retreated a little cautiously, but they quickly disappeared Discover. This green mist full of evil aura didn't have any effect on them. After several trials, they showed their ferocious side. Put into the battlefield again and continue their killing. However, they soon realized something was wrong.
A series of broken and incomplete corpses gradually stood up from the ground, including the dead Flame Dragon Knights and Flame Lion Knights, as well as dead soldiers and blood guards from other countries in the Yangon mainland. Their aura became extremely cold, and some of them were still dripping with blood. The evil aura filled the entire battlefield for a while. All human fighters retreated quickly under Luo Rou's order, while those who stood up again He rushed forward without hesitation. Facing the attacks of the gods, they didn't know the pain at all, and the method they used was to die together. Unless the body is completely shattered, even if only the head is left, they will bite the opponent, and the fighting power will increase instantly. The gods are not only physically hit, but their hearts are also trembling. The one who attacked them was actually his companion before, what is this? What are these things? Under the influence of the miserable green mist, the balance of the battle on Luo Rou's side began to tilt.
Youyou stood in the crowd with a pale face. She was not tall. Except for Pingchao who was guarding her, even the soldiers on the mainland of Yangon didn't know that everything in front of her came from the strength of this little girl. The miserable green mist was released by Youyou, how she wished not to let herself use this magic! But it turns out that she still has to use it. Because enough people have died.
"Ah! This is necromancer magic, we must find that necromancer." A demigod-level deity shouted in panic. They can easily kill human warriors, but if they want to turn all humans into pieces But it is not easy, not to mention, the number of this batch of undead army is tens of thousands. These tens of thousands of people died completely at their hands, but now, they have become their enemies. The monstrous resentment kept rising, and under the impact of the undead army who didn't know what death was, the gods began to retreat, and they were already a little scared.
Luo Rou raised her hand again, she was holding the token that Nian Bing gave her back then. Of the two thousand elites that Nian Bing handed over to her, there are still less than 1,500 left, and only 200 of the five hundred blood guards are still alive. Although the casualties were heavy, the deaths of the blood guards were something to be proud of, because every blood guard killed at least one godman whose strength was as high as their godman.
Luo Rou closed her eyes as tears dripped down her cheeks onto the ground. She issued an order, "God Killing Arrow, the target is straight ahead, double blast kill with ice and fire. Shoot." There are a total of 200 God Killing Crossbows. Due to casualties, nearly a hundred of them can exert their power now. The Blood Lion Cult The warriors only know how to carry out orders, even if the target of their Zhushenjian arrows is their own dead brother, the huge crossbow is pulled out, the year is flashing red, and the blue super crossbow is mounted on the crossbow. With Luo Rou's sudden wave of his hand, dozens of crossbow bolts of the forbidden curse level burst out with their due power.
With the scope designed by the dwarf Wang Zhilu, all the bows and arrows did not miss anything. They completed their tasks. The light of magic erupted among the remaining hundreds of gods and tens of thousands of undead warriors. The fierce power of the forbidden spell was there immediately. A clearing was formed.
The remaining hundreds of gods and men were completely surrounded by undead warriors, and such violent magic suddenly erupted from their heads, and they finally couldn't resist it. After throwing down hundreds of corpses, only those demigod-level gods who were more powerful escaped from the battlefield, and the number was no more than a hundred. In this battle, they lost another two thousand elite gods.
Under the special care of the warriors of the Blood Lion Cult, the undead army was only affected by the innermost circle of warriors, and the remaining undead warriors still numbered more than 20,000. Without any hesitation, the miserable green mist led He jumped down and rushed at a large number of gods and men who were fighting with the dragons. Once the suicide attack started, it would not stop until all the undead warriors lost their own lives.
Undead warriors, the stronger they were before they were alive, the stronger they will be after they transform into undead. Among these undead warriors, there are already more than a thousand undead gods and men. Under the cover of the miserable green weapon, they rushed to the remaining god man.
At this moment, a roaring dragon roar suddenly sounded, the voice was full of anger and unwillingness, the huge body of the dragon god fell down slowly, with a golden long knife stuck in his heart.
Xi Jie stood in front of the Dragon God, his chest was heaving and heaving, breathing in the bloody air, at this time, his seven orifices were bleeding at the same time, his body was trembling slightly, and the clothes on his body were no longer Complete, revealing steel-like muscles, looking at the angry eyes of the dragon god in front of him, he said bitterly: "Do you regret it?"
The Dragon God looked at him with almost dead eyes, "No, I will never regret it, because only in this way can our dragon race return to the light. Xijie, you will not succeed, and the human warriors will put You despicable bastards from God's Continent are completely destroyed."