Chapter 13784 Stop it, everyone!

Chapter 13784 Stop it, everyone!
As for Ji Mingkong and other people from the Tyrant Empire, they were too weak to cause any trouble. They could only rely on the formation to barely resist the Holy Temple army. Their faces were full of despair and unwillingness. They knew that they could not change anything and could only watch everything happen.

Everything is at stake!
The entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded in an atmosphere of despair, and every breath seemed to devour life. Ji Mingkong looked at the corpses on the ground with bloodshot eyes.

Weak! Still too weak!
This is the price the weak have to pay!
In a world where the strong are respected, the weak can only be bullied and slaughtered! If you don't become stronger, you will always be in this state.

Originally, they came to this Zhaixing Tower City, thinking that they could help Ling Xiao. But now they found that they could not do anything, so they might as well return to the Demon Suppression Mansion. They were unwilling to accept this! Their faces were full of pain and helplessness. They knew that they could not change anything and could only accept this cruel reality.

"Ling Bi! Xiao Lianzhu! Let's go!" Jiang Yuyan screamed. She could not hold on any longer, her body was covered with wounds and blood. Her voice was full of pain and helplessness. She knew that she had tried her best, but still could not change the status quo.

"Needless to say, people in my Ling family don't have the habit of abandoning their comrades!" Ling Bi shook her head. Her face was full of determination and resoluteness. She wanted to protect everyone, even at the cost of her own life.

"We are also warriors of the Tyrant Empire. How can we run away from the battlefield? Every warrior who died here is the same as us, without any distinction between high and low!" Xiao Lianzhu also shook her head.

The philosophy of the Tyrant Empire is that there is a country before there is a home!
This concept, like a bright star, hangs high in the hearts of every citizen of the Tyrant Empire and becomes the most firm belief in their souls. In their view, the country is a solid barrier of home and a warm harbor that protects them.

If the country is destroyed, they will be finished, which means they will lose their place to live, their relatives and friends, and all the good things. But as long as the country is not destroyed, the home is there, even if they have gone through storms, even if they have difficulties and hardships, they still have hope and a future.

Ji Mingkong listened to Xiao Lianzhu and Ling Bi's words, and a surge of blood and pride surged in her heart. Her eyes became more determined, and she held the sword in her hand tighter.

She killed a Templar warrior who rushed towards her with one sword. The sword passed like lightning, carrying a fierce momentum, and instantly killed the enemy.

Then, she roared at everyone, her voice as loud as a bell, echoing in the smoke-filled battlefield: "In this battle, no matter who wins or loses! Everyone must remember this blood feud! Whoever survives will destroy the temple for us!"

Her voice was filled with anger and hatred, and every word seemed to carry a flame that would burn the church completely.

"If we all die, let our descendants follow us!" Ji Mingkong continued to roar, her eyes revealing a kind of determination and indomitable spirit.

She knew that this war might cost them a heavy price, but they could not retreat or give up. They had to let the Holy Temple know that the people of the Tyrant Empire would not be easily defeated, and their hatred would be passed down from generation to generation.

"Let the Holy Church live in fear and terror forever!" Ji Mingkong's voice became more and more excited, and her body trembled slightly because of anger. She wanted the Holy Church to pay the price for what they did, and let them spend the rest of their lives in endless fear.

"Also, there is no reason in this world, there are only fists. If you are weak, you don't deserve to live!" Ji Mingkong's tone became heavy and helpless, although she was unwilling to admit this cruel fact.

But before the Tyrant Empire unified the Xuanjie, this world was so cruel and ruthless. The strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. This is an eternal law. Only by becoming strong can you gain a foothold in this world and protect your country and people.

After saying that, Ji Mingkong rushed into the crowd, blood-thirsty. Her sword flew among the crowd, and every swing brought great power, beheading enemies one after another.

Her body was covered in blood, and she couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or her own, but she didn't care at all. There was only one thought in her mind, and that was to fight, to fight for the Tyrant Empire.

"Kill!" The others also roared, their voices gathered together, like a surging wave, shaking the entire battlefield. They mobilized all the strength in their bodies, even burning their own blood.

Their eyes were full of determination and madness, not for anything else, just to let the Holy Hall feel the bloodiness and power of their Tyrant Empire.

They knew that this might be a battle doomed to fail, but they still had to fight to the last moment and defend the dignity and honor of the Tyrant Empire with their lives.

In this fierce battle, they seemed to have turned into a group of fearless warriors, launching a final charge towards the enemy. They were not afraid even though there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.

"A bunch of lunatics!" The white-robed chief priest couldn't help but curse in a low voice as he watched the scene in front of him. There was shock and a hint of emotion in his eyes.

He really couldn't understand what kind of person could create such a group of lunatics who would be so fearless and brave for their country.

In his cognition, life is the most precious thing, and it is extremely foolish to easily give up life for the so-called country and honor. However, at this moment, the actions of these warriors of the Tyrant Empire in front of him have shaken his cognition.

Boom boom boom... The terrifying roar continued to sound, as if it was the roar from hell. Many warriors in the Tyrant Empire chose to self-destruct before dying. There was no fear or hesitation in their eyes, only determination and resoluteness.

They knew they could no longer defeat the enemy, but they wanted to use their last bit of strength to fight for a glimmer of hope for their country and their comrades. The explosions reverberated on the battlefield like thunder, and the powerful impact destroyed everything around them.

Many of the warriors of the Holy Temple were affected because they could not avoid the explosion. Their bodies were torn into pieces in the explosion, and blood and flesh were splattered everywhere. And those warriors of the Holy Temple who were lucky enough not to be affected by the explosion were killed by other Tyrant Empire warriors before they had time to catch their breath.

This is no longer a war, this is pure crazy revenge.

Knowing that they would definitely lose, the warriors of the Tyrant Empire chose to fight to the death. They wanted to use their lives to make the Holy Temple pay a heavy price for this war. They had only one belief in their hearts, that is, even if they died, they would drag the enemy to hell with them.

"Stop it!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the sky, as loud as thunder, revealing sadness and anger. This sound seemed to have an invisible power, shocking everyone on the battlefield.