"Attack on all fronts!"
A cold and grim voice rang through the battlefield: "Fight to the death!"
The soldiers of the Iron Legion let out heart-shaking roars, the sharp sound of tightened bowstrings, the sound of muskets being fired, and the sound of swords clashing, all mixed together in an extremely brutal manner.
The surging magic power almost caused elemental turbulence, with strong winds and flames everywhere.
The earth sank and water burst out.
Under Cyrus's orders, the soldiers of the Iron Legion launched a wild and suicidal attack.
Even the Orc Legion, which was known for its savagery, was shocked by this violent offensive. They saw countless flaming arrows streaking through the sky, piercing through their hearts and exploding.
The orc warriors also picked up their swords and charged forward, fighting with the soldiers of the Iron Legion. There were even high-level warlocks who mixed in with the crowd and killed them indiscriminately, as if they were in an empty space. But soon, they would be targeted by more powerful enemies, and they would be ambushed and beheaded in the chaos.
On the plain, it was like a meat grinder in hell, and the number of casualties increased dramatically as time went on.
"Yes, that's right. The more people die, the better! The keeper of the secrets really didn't lie to me. The military advisor really prepared an alchemical matrix here!"
Cyrus stood on the cliff above, overlooking the soldiers of the two countries on the battlefield. He felt that they were like ants, gathering together to fight.
The majestic blood and energy filled the battlefield as their lives faded away.
Because it was too rich, it almost condensed into the essence of life and spread in a certain direction.
"Lord Cyrus!"
Lieutenant Colonel Mary exclaimed: "Sure enough, someone is guiding this blood energy!"
Cyrus said with emotion: "This is my future!"
A hint of eagerness and desire emerged in his gloomy eyes. He casually took out a bottle of magic potion and drank it. As his throat gurgled, the dormant magic power in his body suddenly boiled over!
With the help of the power of the potion, he returned to his peak condition in a short time!
The flesh on his back broke open, revealing a pair of huge blood-stained bone wings. The eerie pale bones quickly spread and proliferated throughout his body, like hard armor, and his arms also grew barbs.
Composite magic, skeletal system!
"Military Advisor, here I come!"
boom!
Cyrus flapped his wings and broke through the air, covering a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant. His astonishing speed almost created layers of ripple-like explosions in the atmosphere as he galloped away!
The soldiers fighting on the battlefield only felt like a hurricane sweeping past.
Many people were even knocked over by the violent airflow.
With his overwhelming strength, Cyrus crossed most of the battlefield and even penetrated into the enemy's hinterland. He casually threw out countless huge bone spurs, which pierced through the enemy soldiers, causing blood to spurt out like a waterfall!
He casually wiped out the soldiers who were in the way, and the spurting blood splashed on his face.
He smelled the scent of blood and his eyes became wilder.
When he pushed away the broken limbs and blood in the air, he finally saw that scene.
It was an ancient and primitive altar, made up of the corpses of orcs and humans. Below it was a mysterious alchemical matrix. The tortuous and complex patterns extended to the end of the sight, with gurgling blood flowing in it. This was the essence condensed from the lives of the soldiers on the battlefield!
Someone is standing on the altar, singing bloody hymns!
Endless blood and energy condensed above his head, eventually forming a huge sphere!
"military adviser!"
Cyrus let out a wild roar, and hard bones proliferated crazily in the palm of his right hand. In just a moment, it condensed into a huge sickle and rushed to the altar!
However, the man suddenly turned around, his hood was blown off by the wind, revealing a pale and hideous face!
"die!"
The military advisor stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air!
Black magic, curse!
Cyrus's aura suddenly weakened, and even the bone sickle in his hand cracked into countless cracks!
boom!
I saw a figure surrounded by lightning rushing towards me and smashing hard into his body!
"Mad Lion!"
Cyrus's face changed drastically, and in anger he forcefully burned part of his vitality and mental strength to resist the invasion of the curse. He condensed a huge bone shield with his hands!
There was a loud bang, and the blazing lightning exploded on his shield, causing him to step back a few steps, but that was all; it didn't hurt at all.
When the lightning faded, Duke Crazy Lion knelt on the ground, panting, his face pale.
"Hahaha! You are not in peak condition! Because Owl forced you to use the Hammer of God!" After a brief shock, Cyrus showed an ecstatic expression, and the smile on his face became more ferocious.
"idiot… "
The Mad Lion sneered, "Even if I used the Hammer of God, it wouldn't make me so weak that I could only strike once. You might as well feel the curse you just received."
He stretched out his hand and cut the blood vessels on his wrist, but not a drop of blood was left!
Only then did Cyrus realize that all the blood in this guy's body had been drained out!
The next moment, he looked down and found that his hard bone armor had been stained red with blood!
The blood in his body flowed out of his pores uncontrollably and spread onto the ground.
The mad lion took half a step forward and blocked his way, with an attitude of "if you dare to come forward, we will fight to the death".
"General Cyrus, you are really too stupid. Why do you insist on trusting the Secret Keeper? Although he won't lie to you, what he knows may not be absolutely correct."
The military advisor smiled and said, "Because your knowledge is too shallow, you can't judge whether what the keeper said is correct, so you fell into this trap I set today!
You know I want to reshape the body of the ancient demon, but you don’t know... This blood sacrifice also requires the power of a sixth-level warlock!"
boom!
The blood balls in the air became increasingly scarlet and rich, emitting a bloody yet tempting aroma.
Cyrus was furious and felt the blood in his body rapidly draining away. In his frustration, he actually grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Military Advisor, do you think I came to you without any preparation?"
He grinned and said, "You want to reshape the body of the ancient demon clan, so this should be your original body now, right?"
The military advisor pulled the blood ball in the air and his expression changed slightly.
Cyrus took out a scarecrow from his pocket, wrapped in a halo of light.
He held the scarecrow against his chest, holding a bone spur.
Snap!
He and the scarecrow were stabbed through the chest!
Cyrus suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath rapidly weakened.
At the same time, the military advisor's chest was also stained red, and his face was filled with pain and hideousness.
Holy Relic o Scarecrow.
Just stuff the target's hair, body fluids, or tissue into the scarecrow.
Then the injuries you suffer will be fed back to the target through the scarecrow!
"Every time you change bodies, your soul becomes extremely weak. I have collected the soul fragments from all your corpses and stuffed them into this holy relic. I have been waiting for this day!"
Cyrus took advantage of his moment of weakness, flapped the bone wings behind him, and rushed towards the blood ball like a madman!
The military advisor was shocked and angry, and he also leaped up and rushed into the sky.
It was the moment when the two people were fighting over their heads.
boom!
A burning sun, bursting with brilliant light, engulfing the sky and the earth!
The mad lion's pupils suddenly shrank, and he spoke in a lost voice: "Viltiana..."
As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang!
Before this weak top warlock could react, he was blasted into the ground by a terrifying force, crushing layer after layer of hard geology and splashing countless mud and gravel.
In an instant, the mad lion fainted.
In the brilliant and bright world, someone walked past indifferently, with long golden hair flying.
The military advisor was the first to touch the blood ball, and he madly devoured the life essence inside. His originally weak body was strengthened in just a short moment. The flesh and blood in his body proliferated wildly, his bones broke and reorganized, his aging organs were nourished, and his heartbeat was as loud as thunder.
He let out a hearty roar, his muscles bulged, and his pale, sickly complexion actually turned bronze, as if it were as hard as copper or iron!
But in the next moment, a delicate fist suddenly attacked and hit his chest!
boom!
The military advisor was knocked flying by a punch, blood spurting out.
At the same time, Cyrus also came into contact with the blood ball. The bones covering his body turned blood red, and his pupils were filled with angry and ferocious bloodshot, violent and crazy.
Before he could roar excitedly, he saw a figure approaching in the brilliant light!
Accompanied by an angry cry: "Cyrus, you bastard, kneel down for me!"
With a plop…
Cyrus fell to his knees with a bang, as if he had fallen into a hot hell. The bone armor covering his body was burned in an instant, revealing his skin which had also turned into bronze.
The scorching sun seemed to be suspended above his head, and the oppressive feeling was as if the sky was falling.
"Your Majesty!"
He was unable to resist this force and could only croak, "Please show mercy! Although I did disobey military orders, putting aside the facts, I am actually here to... stop the military advisor!"
The empress looked down at him condescendingly, her once beautiful eyes burning with the glow of the sun. She ignored the guy's pleas for mercy, but lifted her beautiful legs wrapped in high boots and kicked him down!
boom!
Cyrus was also blasted into the ground, and a terrifying pillar of sun fire suddenly burst out, piercing through the sky and the earth.
The Empress glanced at the figure engulfed by the Sunfire Pillar and turned to face the back.
In the collapsed altar, in the dusty ruins.
Someone stood up slowly, and a terrifying murderous light flashed in his scarlet eyes.
A wild and fierce aura rose steadily.
"Ancient demon clan?"
The empress said softly, "It seems that you haven't fully recovered yourself yet. Maybe you need to eat the Mad Lion, Cyrus, and the soldiers outside to fully recover to your peak state?"
She turned pale for a moment, and there seemed to be a golden light flashing under her fair and crystal skin.
"The guardian of the world tree."
The military advisor said hoarsely: "Let me see how strong you are."
The empress snorted coldly, and the blazing sun floating above her head suddenly became a thousand times brighter!
It was at that instant that the earth burst into a sad roar.
Countless crisscrossing and terrifying cracks ruthlessly penetrate the earth.
The terrifying golden magic power pours out indiscriminately!
The power of the World Tree is out of control!
o
Time goes back to five minutes ago.
Li Xini rearranged the alchemy matrix, already sweating profusely from exhaustion, and muttered, "Fortunately, I made some preparations beforehand and piled up all the materials for summoning Baimu-chan in the gray fog world in advance. If I go back to get them now, it will probably be too late."
An alchemical matrix was constructed again on the wasteland. The blood-colored mercury gathered into a complex hexagram. The zigzag array pattern was filled with magic ores and the heart of the blood spider.
Licinius sprinkled the breath of the sky, and the preparations were almost complete.
But this is not enough.