MTL - Super Dimensional Martial Immortal-Chapter 320 how weak
Chapter 320 How weak
The solemn and majestic whispers shook the atmosphere, like thunder from the nine heavens spread over a hundred miles, the dull sound waves penetrated the flesh and blood, the internal organs resonated and trembled accordingly, and many weak ethereal ghosts were directly shaken out of their wits!
Even the thousand-year-old ghost who was one step away from the throne, the beautiful woman felt very uncomfortable, with a dark luster visible to the naked eye, and it was difficult to resist the divine power of the boy in white.
"Crazy... Arrogant... Huang-haired children don't know the heights of the sky and the earth..."
Squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, but before the woman finished speaking, Zhao Yinshun slightly raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a faint smile on his lips.
【Fate Deprivation】The secret ceremony is completed!
All that remains is to train the army and infuse it with magic energy...
Thinking of this, the boy in white ignored the woman's delay, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Set up the flag!"
"Pillar Kingdom has an order! Raise the flag!"
"Raise the flag!"
"Raise the flag!"
...
The army behind roared excitedly, and quickly conveyed the order to the front that stretched for hundreds of miles.
Afterwards, the majestic, yet brutal dark gold and black dragon flags were slowly erected one after another, dancing wildly in the hunting wind!
In the spiritual field of vision, the magnificent sea of blood fiends rolled and converged, forming a brutal blood-colored dragon, and above the dragon, an even larger winding shadow that spread to the end of the line of sight squirmed and condensed, turning into a dark gold like a world-destroying monster. The black dragon is indeterminate in the dark clouds.
A sense of terror and oppression descended from the sky, and the despair and fear of the end of the world shrouded the entire ghost country. The ghost soldiers who had just been gathered by the ghost generals screamed in horror, and the invisible coercion turned into reality and swept past. It makes them all hurt.
"Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"
Pointing forward fiercely like a sword, the soldiers like wolves and tigers passed Zhao Yinshun like a tide, roaring and pressing forward.
The white-clothed boy who stayed in place stood with his hands behind his back, watching the soldiers under his command spread like mercury pouring down the ground. The thick and huge blood demons hooked together, dispelled the eerie aura, and retreated quickly under the pressure of the black mist.
Looking from left to right, the 100,000 troops formed a huge arc stretching for dozens of kilometers, pressing towards the ghost country like pincers, as if to crush this dark country into pieces!
Crush mountains and destroy temples, kill gods and demons!
This is the brutal war machine that ended the era of ignorance and mythology and opened the history of civilization—【Bing Dao】!
Admiring the destructive and overwhelming offensive of his own army, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.
Only 100,000 blood demons are thicker than ordinary hundreds of thousands of troops!
After feeding them for so long, they finally grew up...
Now there is only one missing general to command the whole army, and the entire [Cangjiao Army] will undergo a qualitative change!
When the time comes, such a powerful army will be able to form a large formation, even if the eighth-rank sub-sage comes, he will have to scratch his head!
And at the forefront of the tragic front, heavily armed soldiers of the Cang Jiao Army are massacring wildly with extremely high efficiency.
The mindless zombie staggered under the oppression of the army formation, and before he got close, bullets filled with **** aura pierced through his body, making holes that were transparent from front to back and the thickness of the mouth of a bowl.
What's more, he was directly torn into pieces by the brutal bullets, and the disgusting black blood and carrion flew all over the sky, like a bombed watermelon...
And more ghosts and ghosts are even more desperate. They usually come and go like the wind, and now they are unable to move an inch in the sea of blood demons stretching for hundreds of miles. Hidden and habitually flying in mid-air, they can only be named by the enemy one by one like targets.
Even some ghosts with shallow skills were directly burned into green smoke by the masculine hot qi and blood furnace, and they didn't even touch the side of the army formation!
The glamorous woman who kept retreating saw such a one-sided battle situation, and her mind was full of doubts about life.
What are those weird hidden weapons?
Why can ghost pawns be smashed into pieces from a long distance?
There are also those huge iron men who are the pioneers. Even the silver-armored corpses will be chopped into pieces with a few cuts of the wide-door saber!
In her long life, only in the troubled times of changing dynasties can such a terrifying army appear!
Fortunately, there is no **** general to integrate them into one body, otherwise such a strong army would destroy their ghost country with ease!
Feeling rejoiced in her heart, the glamorous young woman forced herself to calm down, pretending to be calm and looking at the ghost general beside her.
"Order the army! Withdraw to the king's domain!"
"Follow the order!"
"An army without a **** general is just a mess. After retreating into the realm of the gods and dealing with them, maybe we can turn defeat into victory!"
Muttering to herself as if comforting herself, the glamorous woman stared fiercely at a small white spot far away, and her whole body turned into a cloud of black mist and dissipated on the spot.
At the rear of the battle line, Zhao Yinshun was watching the situation leisurely, and whispered with Tang Hongda behind him from time to time.
"The magic knight armor has increased the combat effectiveness of officers several times, it is really invincible... But the number is a bit small..."
"Your Majesty, just having one [Dragon Tooth] cost more than half of the military expenditure, plus the bullets consumed in daily training, we can't even equip a few Magic Cannons, where is the resource allocation [Magic Knight Armor] 】what…"
Sensing that Zhao Yinshun was in a happy mood, Tang Hongda seized the time to cry poorly, and began to tell how difficult he was.
"Okay, a large number of factories will start production in a few months, and the cost of enchanted steel and other military supplies will drop significantly. I will increase your military expenditure by 50%, will that be enough?"
Looking at the burly and sturdy man, Zhao Yinshun laughed and shook his head.
"Enough! Thank you, sir!"
Knowing that this is a reward for the formation of the army's combat effectiveness, Tang Hongda grinned from ear to ear.
On the other side of the battlefield, the high-morale army rushed all the way, like a sharp sickle slicing across the ground, leaving behind a lot of stumps, arms, and all kinds of weird organs.
From daytime to night, the battle line stretching for tens of kilometers is like slowly closing petals, and finally completely surrounds and blocks the ghost country.
The 100,000 army compressed the ghost country that originally covered a radius of hundreds of miles to the size of ten miles. The dense army surrounded the remaining core area impenetrably.
But the further you go, the greater the resistance. In the last ten miles, no matter how Tang Hongda urges the blood demon, he can no longer shake the impregnable divine realm.
"Your Majesty, the Ghost King's Divine Kingdom should be ahead."
"Well, it's getting late now, and the yin is rising. Let's withdraw the troops first, and wait for the sun to come out tomorrow before launching a general attack."
Looking up at the dark cloud-covered sky, Zhao Yinshun shook his head helplessly.
After fighting fiercely all day, even a warrior with extraordinary physical strength must be tired. In addition, the night is the home of demons and ghosts. One will change and the other will ebb and flow. It is estimated that a strong attack overnight will suffer...
But at this moment, the divine domain that was suppressed to the limit trembled slightly, and the surging Yin Sha spewed out from the depths of the earth, releasing endless hazy black mist.
In the dark, some kind of terrifying thoughts slowly awakened, and the cold and biting monster wind howled out of thin air, making people's hair stand on end.
The thick black air and blood fiend entangled and clashed, turning into a faint mist and covering the world. For a while, the whole world seemed to have fallen into a ghostly ghost.
"Um?"
The boy in white who was about to take a break frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.
"I thought I could have dinner tomorrow, but I didn't expect the fat to come to me overnight..."
Amidst the joking whispers, a hazy black figure swelled infinitely, turning into a gigantic evil spirit like a mountain range and hovering over the entire army.
"A lowly mortal, how dare you offend this king..."
Before the sinister words fell, a more brutal and ferocious roar descended from the sky, and the head of a dark golden black dragon that was bigger than a ghost slowly descended from the cloud, revealing its true face, like a cloud hanging from the sky covering the earth.
"Lonely ghosts dare to be king? Overestimate their own strength!"
The tiny snow-white figure seemed to lose weight, and slowly floated up out of thin air. In a blink of an eye, it rose to a high altitude, overlooking the evil ghost like a mountain.
In stark contrast to that tiny figure, is the incredibly huge head of a dark gold black dragon behind him!
The boy in white has a pair of evil and cruel purple-gold vertical pupils that emit a faint divine light, which is exactly the same as the huge pupils of the black dragon behind him. The substantive sense of oppression fills the world, as if to be crushed into powder by his invisible gaze.
Staring at the incomprehensible vision, the King of Ghosts felt a sense of understanding. The terrifying shadow of the dark gold and black dragon was just the shadow of the boy in white, and it was the product of his inner power and authority projected into reality...
Immediately, endless doubts emerged in his mind.
It's just a few years of closed-door sleep, why did you see such a monster when you opened your eyes?
This is more exaggerated and arrogant than mine...
Fifth order? ? ?
Careful induction again and again, but no matter how you observe it, the aura emanating from the boy in white is genuinely the fifth rank!
However, from the coercion of a **** like a god, the ghost king felt that he was facing a higher-level god.
Mere mortal things...why does it look like an eighth-rank sub-sage?
I can't even look him in the eye...
The ferocious aura was suppressed, the ghost king looked back and forth with a cold gaze, and uttered overlapping ravings that were neither male nor female.
"Who the **** are you?"
"Damin Wu'an Jun, Champion Hou, Liu Yinzhu Kingdom - Zhao Yinshun."
Every time the tiny boy uttered a word, a deafening and dull dragon roar echoed in the sky, as if the whole world resonated under his whisper.
Wu Anjun...Champion Hou...Prince Zhu...
The thunderous names came to my mind one by one, the brutal and ferocious ghost king became more and more restrained, but his mind was in chaos.
A rejuvenated monster?
No, this fresh and sweet breath is indeed unique to teenagers...
Regarding his favorite blood food, he is still sure that he will not admit his mistake.
But it doesn't make sense anymore...
Who can collect all these titles in their teens?
Any one of them is enough for [God General] to fight for the rest of his life, let alone hold three positions!
Is Emperor Damin crazy?
Such an important priesthood is given to a teenager? !
I have only been asleep for a few years, not hundreds of years. Why is this world suddenly incomprehensible?
Hoo~
The ghostly aura in the sky converged in a spiral, and the mountain-like evil spirit slowly shrunk, turning into a two-meter-tall strange figure in a gorgeous black robe, standing opposite Zhao Yinshun across a long distance.
"I [Wuming Ghost Country] has always been indifferent to the world. I don't know why Zhu Guogong is aggressive, invades my homeland, and kills my descendants?"
"No struggle with the world? In the past, tens of thousands of people disappeared every year in Linbo County, and at least a few thousand of them were looted by you for blood. Even in Yanhai, Weishan, Weili and other counties, innocent people were murdered by you. ..."
With a sneer, Zhao Yinshun's vast and ruthless purple-gold vertical pupils released a piercing cold light, staring quietly into the eyes of the ghost king.
"When the deity came to [Liuyin Country], not only did you not restrain yourself, but intensified it, you obviously didn't take me seriously!"
As if responding to the youth's anger, the dark golden black dragon that covered the sky let out a brutal growl from the depths of its throat.
"Duke Zhu, please calm down. It is instinct for us Nether ghosts to devour blood food. From now on, I will send treasures every year as capital for blood food."
Hearing the ghost king's tone as if talking about buying a few sheep to eat, Zhao Yinshun looked faintly at the sky and sighed softly.
"I didn't have time to deal with you demons and ghosts before, but now it seems that I am too kind, and I can tolerate you living until now..."
Hearing the boy's emotionless murmur, the ghost king's pure black eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered a faint threat.
"The son of a thousand gold can't sit on the throne, Zhu Guogong is already a great minister at a young age, and the future is bound to be great. Why bother to meet us in the army for some muddy legs?"
"Hehe, the concept of insects is really similar, but I still prefer the truth taught by Mr. Taixi, the law of the jungle, natural selection..."
"The jungle is prey to the strong, natural selection? It's the way of heaven... We are holy, so we should be the jungle and be brave and diligent!"
"Hahaha, sure enough, heroes see the same thing!"
"Mr. Zhu has praised you absurdly."
Uncertain about the attitude of the enemy, the ghost king humbly apologized, but he didn't expect the wild laughter on the other side to stop abruptly, and stared at him with cruel and merciless eyes.
"Then are you ready to die?"
The smile on his face slowly disappeared, the Ghost King looked back at the young man faintly, and asked puzzledly.
"Why did Lord Zhu make such a statement?"
As if hearing an obvious and strange question, the boy tilted his head, frowned in confusion, then raised his index finger and pointed to the ghost king.
"Weak meat."
Putting away his index finger, the boy pointed at himself with his thumb.
"Strong food."
"you!!"
The ghost king who reacted was furious, but before he could attack, the snow-white figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the sky, as if teleporting across a long distance, and appeared in front of him in an instant.
So fast!
It was too late to release the mythical form, and the ghost king instinctively raised his hand to resist, but the boy's palm was like an indestructible holy sword, piercing through the divinity of the body in an instant, and chopped off his arm like a hot knife cutting butter.
"Roar!"
Amidst the stern roar that didn't sound like a human voice, the ghost king turned into a black light and fled for several miles, leaving only the eerie white-clothed boy standing in the void, laughing and murmuring.
"How weak..."
Thanks to [Dong Kejun] [Guapi Liu] and other book friends for their rewards.
The good news is that I only work overtime today until after ten o'clock, and the bad news is that I have to work overtime tomorrow weekend, Zhuo! w(Д)w
(end of this chapter)
