Chapter 693: Former enemies become comrades, a confused guerrilla duo [10,000 words]

The six wings of the holy monarch flapped behind their backs, leading hundreds of seraphs to fly at the front of the battle formation and lead the army in person.

After practicing for a long time, the Seraph Martial Spirit has long been integrated with his soul.

He is the Seraphim, and the Seraphim is him.

The dazzling divine power was released unreservedly in his body.

Intense light and heat erupted, and the light like the scorching sun in the sky fell on the underworld, bringing a rare brilliance to this area that was like eternal night.

The sacred monarch looked into the distance with his solemn eyes. Countless gray fogs were surging and rolling upwards, showing the limbs of various soul beasts.

Such a bizarre and absurd situation did not slow down the movement of the army, but made everyone unconsciously speed up a little.

In the sky above the Forest of Distortion, countless volumes of thick mist began to flow rapidly, and distorted soul bodies with the ability to fly appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

A sharp and shrill roar came straight from the front.

The rolling sound waves converged into extremely terrifying sound waves and spiritual attacks, rushing toward the undead army.

The army of deformed souls is coming.

"Awaken the martial spirit, the whole army forms an array! Angel Legion, attack!"

The deep voice of the soul exploded from the mouth of the holy monarch.

The rich soul power conveys the sound to the ears of every soldier participating in the war.

These ordinary words inspired the soldiers far more than the passionate military music played before the war in mortal countries.

As a large amount of light and shadow lit up the earth, different changes began to appear in one military formation after another.

Behind the holy monarch, the entire military formation is composed entirely of beast spirit masters with flexible flying abilities.

The undead, numbering as many as 100,000, collectively took off and soared into the sky, and the entire military formation completely moved into the mid-air.

The bodies of countless angel martial spirit owners burst out with incomparably shining divine power at the same time, and huge angelic lights and shadows overlapped with themselves one after another.

This purest power of holiness and order spread rapidly, spreading outward in an instant and connecting into one piece in the sky.

In the dark world of the underworld, they shine like beacons.

The Angel Legion that once shocked Douluo Continent is still as terrifying in the underworld!

After years of research and exploration, Yongmian Kingdom has already understood some of the secrets of martial spirits.

Even in this land of the underworld, even if the soul power is missing, the martial soul can still exert its due effect, and the martial soul's true body can also be activated by the soul power.

The undead souls of beast martial souls and weapon martial souls are divided into different military formations based on their different cultivation levels, types of martial souls, and fighting methods.

This kind of soul master military formation, which has been completely lost on Douluo Continent since the destruction of Wuhun Palace, still exists in the underworld.

A team of seven?

That seems too stupid in front of a large-scale war.

Facing a large-scale enemy requires a large-scale military formation!

The Douluo Continent has been comfortable for so long that the soul masters have long forgotten the crystallization of their ancestors' wisdom!

After tens of thousands of years of continuous battles in the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep, the soul masters' military formation has been developed to a new level by the kings and monarchs, and has repelled countless attacks from distorted soul bodies.

Countless lights of different colors lit up from the rear of the military formation, and colorful glows and light films appeared on the bodies of a large number of undead.

As auxiliary soul masters in their lifetime, they need to use the power of laws to assist their companions.

Nowadays, after developing the martial spirit itself and its own ability system to a certain extent, some abilities of the auxiliary martial spirit can still take effect in the underworld.

Even though it doesn't have the same bug-level power as before, it still has extraordinary effects.

That is the power derived from the martial soul and the soul itself. It is a power that they have developed bit by bit through practice and belongs only to them!

Countless undead warriors with defensive martial spirits walked firmly at the forefront.

They stood side by side, their bodies shining with light of different colors, paving the way for countless companions to serve as vanguards, ready to fight against the distorted souls that were getting closer and closer.

"Joint soul skills! Long-range coverage!"

As a monarch shouted loudly, the center of all the military formations lit up.

A large number of soul skills with different attributes were superimposed and covered towards the distorted soul body, almost making the dim sky shine.

The elemental attributes are exploding, and the soul power is roaring.

Gorgeous flowers of different colors bloomed one after another among the army of deformed souls.

Suddenly, the great tide of aberrant souls collided with the military formation of the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep.

Two completely different forces collided, and even the eternal power of death on the desolate plains stagnated for a moment.

Countless soul powers collapsed and scattered, and a large number of limbs formed by soul power were thrown away.

There are undead ones and there are also deformed souls.

It was like two rapidly rotating giant tops colliding together.

In an instant, sparks burst out and flew away.

Two distinct air currents, white and black, were fully twisted at this time.

In a war like a meat grinder, the impact of the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep was forced to slow down.

But it is undeniable that they are like a powerful and incomparable drill bit, still pushing forward at an extremely determined speed, trying to penetrate this "beast tide" that is like a vast ocean with no end in sight!

Countless kings released their martial souls, roared over the shield walls formed by soldiers one after another, and rushed directly into the group of distorted souls.

Whenever the king level passed by, the speed of advancement of the undead soldiers increased dramatically.

A huge golden crocodile with a length of one thousand meters rushed into the group of distorted souls in a rolling posture.

The terrifying crushing power cleared up large tracts of blank space in an instant.

Countless distorted soul bodies exploded into jet-black air currents under the crushing force of the golden crocodile, scattering into chaotic soul crystals that could greatly improve one's cultivation.

The gold and black surrounds are impactful.

With the giant golden crocodile opening the way like a steamroller, another gray-white figure as pale as white paper but as fast as lightning instantly overtook it.

In his hand, he held a giant chrysanthemum that looked like a strange velvet-headed chrysanthemum. The petals bloomed outwards along with his attacks, like the scythe of the god of death.

Under his ghost-like attack, a large number of distorted soul bodies had no time to react accordingly, and the chaotic soul crystals in their brains were already blasted out by petals and fists.

After a while, the petals reunited as if they had a life of their own.

The huge strange-velvet Babel chrysanthemum disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an evil young man who looked even more enchanting than a woman.

Compared to the indiscriminate crushing of the golden crocodile, the battle between the gray-white ghost and the evil youth is more like an artistic performance.

The exquisite cooperation of the three people has reduced the battle pressure and personnel losses for the frontline vanguards.

This approach is completely opposite to that of the deformed soul lords.

Among the deformed soul bodies, middle- and low-level beings are used as cannon fodder for high-level members.

As for the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep, its high-level combat power uses its body to clear the way for everyone!

The war reached a fever pitch the moment the two sides came into contact.

Except for the many lords and monarchs who have not yet entered the scene, all the other ninth-level deformed souls and kings have already joined this terrifying battle like a decisive battle.

The battle front is constantly advancing, and the resilience of the undead far exceeds the psychological expectations of the deformed soul lords.

They are using flesh and blood to clear the way, trying to break into the forest of distortion.

In the sky, various pale golden feathers continued to fall.

Those were the feathers scattered when the Angel Legion fought with the flying aberrant souls.

The fighting in the air was even more brutal than on the ground.

The general tyranny of combat power and cultivation determines that the intensity of the fighting in the air will inevitably increase.

The ferocious bone dragon soars in the sky, single-handedly fighting two quasi-lord-level deformed souls without losing.

The king-level king with six wings on his back holds a holy sword in each hand. The sacred power and the power of the true fire of the sun burst out at the same time, and the scorching sword energy surged in the air.

Suddenly, tyrannical soul pressure swept across the battlefield.

Like a huge wave set off by a strong wind, the unspeakable terrifying power covers both the enemy and ourselves.

A holy sword appeared in the hands of the holy monarch at some point.

There was a cold snort and an explosion, like thunder from the nine heavens.

The entire sky lit up in an instant, and the powerful power of holy light dispelled the haze that shrouded the entire army.

No one noticed that the beautiful figure that had been standing proudly behind him seemed to be a little illusory.

The holy monarch's peripheral vision glanced at a certain direction on the battlefield, and was replaced by an extremely powerful fighting spirit.

He looked at the many deformed soul lords that had risen into the sky, and his cold murderous intent flowed unabashedly.

"Everyone, it's time for us to take action."

The faint voice echoed, better than the signal before the final battle.

Holy Light, Thunder, Storm, Flame, Blazing Sun, Heavy Hammer, Dragon, Sky Fox.

One monarch after another manifested at the same time, integrating with his most original martial soul, erupting with extremely tyrannical and terrifying power.

Power fluctuations far more terrifying than before collided from the air, and the aftermath of the battles made people's hearts palpitate and their souls tremble.

It was a battle between the lord class and the undead monarch.

The originally dark sky was rendered into different colors by hundreds of completely different forces.

This is a collision between different individuals, a collision between three battlefields, and a collision between two races that are determined to fight to the death.

In this battle of unprecedented intensity, all kings and monarchs tried their best to raise the intensity of the battle to a level where high-level distorted souls could not have any distractions.

The entire Kingdom of Eternal Sleep has only one goal - to send Monarch Swift in and break through the defense line and blockade formed by the lord-level deformed soul body.

As long as they wait long enough, the later the aberrant souls find out, the greater the chance that the Swift Monarch can successfully enter the place of destination.

Why did the distorted soul lords’ first reaction to the information brought by the strange bird lord before was: This is impossible?

It is precisely because the powerful soul power of the monarch level cannot be completely covered up by the Stone of Holy Blessing.

Even the Swift Monarch with the lowest overall combat power, even under the shroud of the Holy Blessing Stone armor, his aura is as dazzling as the bright sun.

All kings and lords knew this.

It is completely impossible to sneak into the Forest of Distortion.

The only way is to confuse the sight, hearing and perception of the distorted soul lords in a high-intensity battle, thereby shrinking their own soul power to the extreme and lowering it to a level close to the king level, so that there is a chance of breaking into it.

As long as the distorted soul lords react, this will be an extremely dangerous thing.

Without any supplies and unable to cover up one's own aura, it is almost an impossible task to travel through such a vast forest of distortion.

Of course, the distorted soul lords did not want to attack a lone monarch.

But they just don't want to attack first. It's not that they can't defeat them, and it's not that they don't want to kill them.

Whoever can swallow the soul of a monarch completely will most likely become a being with monarch-level strength.

The strongest Dragon King lord can reach his current strength precisely because he swallowed the half-soul heart of a monarch.

If the deformed soul lords are really cornered and more than a hundred lords join forces, even those as powerful as the holy monarch will have no choice but to turn around and run away.

Therefore, even if the Swift Monarch can rely on speed to forcefully rush into the destination.

If she couldn't contact the Void Spirit Turtle clan, she would probably stay there forever, or be torn apart by the violent aberrated soul lord.

Even before setting off, she had already prepared to die here.

In the west of the Forest of Distortion, Huo Yutong and Chen Xin, an old man and a young man, were carrying a coffin, the other was carrying the much-used Holy Blessing Stone and the other intact one, looking at the distance in great confusion. That little piece of sky that keeps flashing.

Huo Yutong pointed at the changing colors in the sky and asked weakly: "Grandpa Qisha, isn't this some natural phenomenon in the underworld?"

For more than half a year, Huo Yutong and Chen Xin traveled together, passed through many obstacles, and experienced many fights before reaching the edge of the forest.

That day, after Chen Xin fully recovered, the two of them returned to their destination.

Even though Huo Yutong came out of there.

She has already proven with her own experience that there is nothing there.

But now that we are here, if we don’t take a look in person, how can Chen Xin be willing to do it?

But I don't know why.

The black barrier that Huo Yutong, Snow Emperor, and the Star Aniseed Ice Grass could pass through at will, but Chen Xin could not pass through anyway.

After tossing around for a day to no avail, he gave up his plan to enter the interior and focused on how to bring Huo Yutong safely back to the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep.

After clarifying the environmental composition inside the Forest of Distortion, and adding one more person to help them, the two returned to the place where they met much faster than before, and they walked back and forth in just a few days.

Coincidentally, on the way back, they killed two quasi-lord-level deformed souls who came to hunt Chen Xin, and gained a lot.

Mr. Chen magnanimously gave away all the Chaos Soul Crystals he had harvested along the way to Huo Yutong. He took no money from it and worked completely in vain.

Huo Yutong felt a little sorry for this, so she modeled the soul weapons worn by the death knights in the demiplane and made a tailor-made set for the old man, plus a special model of Pluto suit.

This is why Qian Chaoguang is usually a bit obsessed with hoarding things, and he has a lot of various soul-forged metals that have been forged in the storage soul guide.

If it weren't for the current situation and Huo Yutong's forging skills, she would really not dare to equip Chen Xin with soul weapons.

Neither time nor soul power reserves allow it.

When it comes to giving gifts, the important thing is to give them what they like.

It was obvious that the old man just couldn't put it down.

With the blessing of two sets of equipment, Chen Xin's combat power still cannot reach the monarch level, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a quasi-monarch level.

His current combat power far exceeds that of an ordinary king, but he is not as strong as the monarchs.

With some special amplification methods and the cooperation of the martial soul avatar, he can probably keep up with a real deformed soul lord for a while.

If the opponent relaxes, he might be able to kill him with a sudden attack.

During the battle on this journey, Chen Xin also taught Huo Yutong many ways to replace soul power with soul power, which greatly increased her combat power without using soul power.

Even the three martial arts skills have been perfected.

Not to say it is completely perfect, but it has reached the point where it can be used in actual combat.

In this way, even though the soul power reserve in the bottle was about to bottom out, Huo Yutong was still full of confidence.

The combination of one old and one young became even more comfortable in the forest of distortion where there was no lord level presence, and their actions became more and more bold.

You can basically walk sideways.

Even if he was really surrounded by three or five lords, he could leave calmly, or even fight back on the spot - at least the few remaining quasi-lords who came to pursue him were all killed cleanly.

In fact, the two of them were no longer satisfied with harvesting the profits of the sixth-level distorted soul body.

Even the seventh-level, eighth-level, and even the small number of ninth-level ones cannot escape their hunting.

As long as we don't encounter a large-scale gathering of high-level soul bodies, there is only one word - kill!

This is the confidence that comes with increased strength.

After more than half a year, Qian Chaoguang's injuries not only did not continue to worsen, but were stabilized by a large number of high-quality Chaos Soul Crystals.

Except that there is still no improvement in the trend, everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

It is precisely because of this solid fighting friendship and the love between ancestors and grandchildren that the relationship between the old and the young has greatly improved, and they have already become familiar with each other.

The names they called each other became slightly more intimate.

Originally, Huo Yutong and Chen Xin had been planning for several days to prepare a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain - they had long known that the strange bird lord was watching from a distance.

First, he led a large number of lords into the hinterland with his arrogant actions, and then relied on the powerful soul breath isolation ability of the Pluto suit to slip away from the opponent's nose and return to the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep.

It would be great if we could take advantage of the chaos to kill another lord.

After staying in the Forest of Distortion for more than half a year, Huo Yutong would have wanted to get a lord-level Chaos Soul Crystal to try if he hadn't never had the chance!

Chen Xin, who has reached the quasi-monarch level, also thinks about it.

But he wanted to bring Huo Yutong back safely. This was the most important thing.

In the eyes of this old man, Huo Yutong, who was full of youthful vitality, always reminded him unconsciously of Ning Rongrong, who was just like his own granddaughter.

Moreover

Compared to Ning Rongrong's escaping witch woman, Huo Yutong, who is well-behaved, sensible, sweet-tongued and progressive, is much better than her.

No matter how Chen Xin looks at it, it is pleasing to the eye.

The kind of friendship between ancestors and grandchildren that has nowhere to vent was poured into Huo Yutong without reservation.

Ten thousand years later, the former Sword Douluo once again felt the joy of his family relationship.

If the situation hadn't been inappropriate, the old man would have wanted to recognize his goddaughter directly.

In the western part of the Forest of Aberration, Chenxin, who was carrying two Holy Blessing Stones, dropped one of them on the ground.

He touched his beard, looked into the distance with his soul power, and said uncertainly: "Logically speaking, this kind of situation should not happen in the underworld. Could it be that His Majesty and the others took the initiative to start a war with the deformed soul body again? ?”

Huo Yutong asked doubtfully: "Grandpa Qisha, didn't you say that the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep has completely shrunk its defense front and has been relying on the Wall of Sighs to fight against the deformed souls? How could it break into the Forest of Deformation?"

Chen Xin was silent for a few seconds and sighed: "Before I set off, His Holy Majesty once proposed a radical plan. That is: with at least ten monarchs as the vanguard, lead a large number of kings into the forest. Carry out the necessary actions to attack them and save them, so as to relieve the danger of sighing at the high wall."

Huo Yutong tilted his head and thought for a while: "It sounds good, but the uncertainty is too strong. No wonder it is called a radical plan. It is indeed radical. This is completely a psychological operation to bet on whether the distorted soul lords will take over. , if they don’t come up, it will be all in vain.”

Chen Xin nodded unequivocally: "Indeed, His Holy Majesty also said so. The first prerequisite for the success of this plan is that the other party must have a certain amount of brains, but not too many. The biggest possibility of failure of a radical plan is aberration. The soul lords are probably completely brainless, and that’s the problem.”

If you could sum up in one sentence the radical plan proposed by the Holy Sovereign and the possible reaction of the deformed soul.

That's probably the legendary master of fool-killing.

I anticipated your predictions, and even anticipated your predictions of mine, and thought of corresponding backup plans.

As a result, the opponent √8 didn't even think about it and just rushed forward.

This is very embarrassing.

"Anyway, let's rush over and take a look. If there really is a fight, then we don't have to work hard to get the tiger out of the mountain. Grandpa will take you directly to join the main force!"

Chen Xin picked up two large pieces of Holy Blessing Stone again and gestured towards the place where light erupted in the distance.

"When the time comes, let's kill these deformed monsters from behind and catch them off guard. Maybe we can kill a few lords to satisfy our greed! When we go back, we will envy Old Bones and Old Crocodile, um... and the two perverts Juhua and Xiaogui. .”

"Okay, it's all up to you." Huo Yutong nodded.

After saying that, the two of them disappeared in a flash and rushed towards the battlefield.

For the convenience of movement, Huo Yutong modified the sarcophagus coffin and alloy box of Shengyou after meeting Chen Xin, and fixed the unconscious Qian Chaoguang inside.

In this way, even if it is carrying the sarcophagus of Holy Blessing and moving at high speed, it will be no problem.

Pulling a small trailer was indeed safe, but the speed was too slow.

Now that he was no longer alone, and already fully aware of the inner workings of the Forest of Aberration, there was no harm in being bold.

On the battlefield where the two races clashed, the undead soldiers showed amazing resilience.

Freed from the shackles of the body, the power of the soul and the power of death are condensed to be fearless with swords, spears, swords, and halberds, and without fear of scratching or biting.

The most terrifying tearing of the soul beast can be ignored to a certain extent by the undead warrior.

The battle between souls, if there is no ability to determine the outcome with one blow, will become a protracted tug-of-war and a conflict between soul powers.

This short fight finally came to an end until one party could no longer bear it, their soul disintegrated, and their body was shattered.

During the difficult advance, even though there were many monarchs active on the middle and lower battlefields, the vanguard of the undead army suffered heavy losses.

The undead spirit that controlled the spirit of the messenger was shattered, and the limbs of the undead that transformed into giant beasts were shattered.

The war between two races is like two giant meat grinders clashing with each other.

A large number of soul skills were thrown to each other on the battlefield.

The elemental glow driven by the concentration of soul power formed a tide of elements in the underworld without any elemental power.

Although the combined soul skills released by many undead warriors in the military formation were powerful, they could not completely crush them in the face of a vast sea of ​​mid- to low-level distorted souls.

Although the attacks released randomly by the aberrant souls are only fighting individually, the huge number added together is absolutely fatal.

It is no joke that the ants kill the elephant.

Even a terrifying and powerful man with a king-level combat power dare not say that he can fight his way out with his own strength.

Those middle and low-level distorted soul bodies have no emotions at all.

No escape, no fear, no pity, no stopping.

Acting as cannon fodder in this war, they will only use their limbs and skills to attack the undead soldiers desperately.

In the hearts of many middle- and low-level distorted souls, some only have orders from their superiors and their own desire to devour pure souls.

They have no thoughts of their own and do not know what the continuation and glory of the race is.

They simply desire to kill and devour.

In the battle with them, only one of them is completely defeated and devoured by the winner. This is the final outcome.

The battle between the kingdom of eternal sleep and the deformed soul body can be described as vast.

The huge space of the underworld and the huge size of both parties together complete each impact like Mars hitting the earth.

What is the concept of a battle involving over 100 million people on both sides?

I'm afraid no one on Douluo Continent can imagine it.

Just the two sides arrayed here, it was already so overwhelming that one couldn't even see the edge.

The scope of the battlefield is so vast that perhaps only the desolate underworld can accommodate this number of two armies confronting each other.

If the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep can still rely on the unique soul power of the undead to transmit messages, it can ensure that the rigorous military formation advances forward layer by layer.

Then the distorted soul body is pure chaos, like a tide of chaos.

Individual fighting is vividly reflected here.

There will even be some seventh-level and eighth-level people with evil intentions mixed in with the large number of middle and low-level cannon fodder.

It seems that they are used as vanguards to charge against the undead army.

In fact, they are secretly attacking their own "people" in order to gain more benefits from this sudden war.

With the advancement of the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep and the massive consumption of cannon fodder, a truly intense collision has just begun.

A large number of high-level distorted souls could not restrain the hatred and desire in their hearts when facing the human undead, and surging soul power surged out of their bodies.

After the cannon fodder troops, there are even more difficult opponents to deal with.

The grotesque high-level deformed soul bodies roared and rushed towards the army formation of the undead warriors. A large amount of negative power and soul power were mixed together to form a natural spiritual attack.

A strong negative aura erupted like a halo, impacting the frontmost military formation.

Countless undead soldiers felt their soul power rapidly depleting at this moment, and the martial souls in their hands continued to tremble, as if they were about to crack.

Even the inner spirit of resolute fighting was eroded, becoming dark and gloomy, and suddenly negative.

The screams released by the high-level distorted souls together are definitely not comparable to those of the middle and low-level cannon fodder.

This is just the aftermath of their charge, which is enough to make ordinary mid-level undead unsteady.

High-level distorted souls began to participate in frontal combat, and the large number of undead warriors at the front were immediately greatly affected.

The large-scale joint soul skills that were taking shape dissipated, and countless martial soul avatars were knocked back to their original forms at this moment, and the combat power of the entire front was drastically reduced.

In an instant, the pressure on the frontline forces increased sharply.

A large number of colorful lights lit up from behind the lines.

The next moment, the strong negative field formed earlier was broken by the auxiliaries working together, and a large amount of auxiliary power was reconnected to the warriors in the front row.

The six wings behind a king-level seraphim glowed brightly in a moment, and a huge shadow spread out from the whole person, covering several nearby military formations.

The powerful and warm Holy Light of Order spread and bloomed outwards, and countless undead felt that their bodies were once again filled with a strong sense of power, and all previous negative states disappeared.

"kill!"

Another king is holding a spear.

He raised his hand and stabbed out with a spear, blasting forward with the power of a dragon swimming out of the sea, clearing an extremely long gap in an instant.

But the next moment, this empty space was instantly filled!

Even though the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep has already summed up a set of effective countermeasures after tens of thousands of years of fighting against the aberrant souls, the large number of high-level aberrations still made everyone more stressed.

On the long front, there will always be one or two weak points that will collapse at such critical moments.

This is not because there is a problem with their abilities, it's just that they were unlucky under the irregular impact of the distorted souls and encountered an impact that exceeded their ability to withstand.

Whenever this happens, there will be kings who will rush towards the weak point and desperately intercept those who may break through to the inside of the military formation and disrupt the formation.

In a truly evenly matched large-scale battle, if there are no technological factors that transcend the times, the battle will be about the formation mobilization and the fighting spirit of the soldiers when the two armies confront each other.

As long as the formation is not chaotic, the army is not dispersed, and the momentum is not down, it is absolutely impossible for the aberrant souls to tear apart the defense line of the undead army and cause a large amount of effective damage to the army.

In a battle of this scale, it is difficult for an individual's power to play an effective role, let alone the rhetoric of reversing the situation by oneself.

It was after entering the underworld and being reincarnated into the undead that those Shrek soul mentors who had proposed the idea of ​​an extreme individual soldier discovered how wrong they were.

For a truly large-scale war, the expectation of an extreme individual soldier who can single-handedly turn the tide is a complete joke, even ridiculous.

This doesn't work at all.

War is a collective force.

What we are competing for is national strength, the momentum of both sides on the battlefield, the ability and cooperation of soldiers, the command capabilities of superiors, logistical supplies and weapons and equipment, and information transparency and dispatch capabilities.

Unless he has the extremely tyrannical power of the Lord of the Forbidden Land, he is so powerful that he can ignore everything and kill the entire underworld by himself, making countless people terrified.

Only then can you qualify to call yourself an extreme individual soldier.

That can truly change the course of a war.

This kind of existence has an appropriate name on Blue Star - Humanoid Truth.

Once you stop there, you will be intimidated by the truth.

And at this point, what is the meaning of the so-called training in various subjects?

Just push it through without thinking. There is no need to think about reconnaissance, lurking, makeup, and reconnaissance.

To put it bluntly, the essence of war lies in the competition between collective force value and absolute force value.

Unless you can stand alone against the collective.

Otherwise, as an individual who is not a senior commander, the role he can play in a large-scale war will be minimal.

The arrogant Douluo people, lying on the record of ten thousand years of glory, have long forgotten what a real all-out war is, and they have forgotten the peace and stability that their ancestors once bought with blood and tears.

They stubbornly believe that the power of the soul master can solve everything.

The tyranny of individual power is the ultimate secret to solve all problems.

But the holy monarch never dares to forget, and he will never forget, let alone such arrogant thoughts.

Ever since he was born and struggled to survive without being separated from the former God of Angels, he has always been on guard against attacks from spirit beasts.

Every time a soul beast attacks, it means someone is going to lose their life.

Later, they became successful in their cultivation. The former Angel God raised his arms and integrated the power of the entire Douluo Continent human race, leading the people to launch a counterattack against the soul beasts, and finally opened up a small habitat for the Douluo human race.

Even in the following thousand years, the territory occupied by humans slowly expanded, and the mainland humans never truly stabilized.

War with spirit beasts is still a common occurrence, and there is no harmony and stability at all.

When the holy monarch died at the end of his life and was reincarnated as an undead in the underworld, he unexpectedly retained his consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was still facing a crisis related to the life and death of the entire race.

It can be said that the Holy Monarch has been fighting for mankind throughout his life and has never stopped.

Under his leadership, under the leadership of generations of strong men born from the period of melee between humans and beasts.

Whether it was the former Eternal Sleep Empire or the current Eternal Sleep Country, they never dared to forget what a war that truly related to the survival of the race should look like. In various ways, they racked their brains to improve the war heritage of the entire race.

What does "cattle and sheep only travel in groups, while wild beasts always walk alone"?

This is just farting!

Only unity is the foundation and key to strength!

A herd of cattle and sheep can drive away wolves.

A group of jackals united can drive away tigers and leopards.

How strong would a group of tigers and leopards be together?

New cultivation paths, soul master army formations, coordination between various martial souls, ultra-large-scale joint soul skills, superimposed cooperation between different auxiliary soul masters, and the development of the use of soul power.

Tens of thousands of years of racial war have made the powerful men of the Eternal Sleeping Kingdom never stop conducting in-depth research, optimizing bit by bit with reference to the vision and research experience of later generations of soul masters, and constantly innovating.

The pressure of survival has made the Eternal Sleep Kingdom's understanding of the word "war" far exceed that of Douluo Continent.

At least, putting aside other factors such as logistics and geographical environment, the understanding of the battle after the actual battle started was far superior.

If undead warriors of the same level were to fight against soul master legions of the same level, I am afraid that even if the number of soul master legions were several times larger, they would be killed by the undead warriors.

Fighting on their own without organization or discipline, what's the difference between them and these brainless, deformed souls in front of us?

What's more, mid- and low-level distorted soul bodies are not afraid, but soul masters are.

High in the sky, the battlefields of monarch-level and deformed soul lords glowed brightly.

Countless attacks erupted from the sky, releasing deafening sounds.

Twenty-six monarchs fight together. Not only do they have to face enemies several times their size, they also need to always pay attention to the large-scale battlefield below.

The number of deformed souls is much higher than that of the undead.

King-level and mid-level undead warriors alone, even if they cooperate tacitly and have a tight military formation, are unable to withstand an enemy that is ten times their number.

The holy sword in the hands of the holy monarch is brilliant, and the power of light and the true fire of the sun seem to burn through the sky.

With the power of a sword, thousands of souls retreated, and he could fight eight lord-level aberrant souls on his own without losing.

He is like the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, emitting eternal light and heat, lighting up the way forward and hope.

The Lord Sky Fox transformed into a giant nine-tailed fox and pressed across the battlefield where the two armies were facing each other.

A monarch completely abandons the high-altitude battlefield and comes to the ground. This is extremely rare for aberrant souls.

Nine huge silver-white fox tails swept away, and the surging soul power exploded outward like a mountain and a tsunami, covering countless distorted soul bodies.

The next second, the light pink soul power exploded, and all the distorted soul bodies enveloped by it were attacked indiscriminately. They all turned against each other and turned to kill their companions.

Countless high-level deformed souls with considerable intelligence suddenly felt their bodies become cold, and even if they trampled on their companions' bodies, they still had to flee to both sides in panic.

The power of the Tianhu Lord's charm is too terrifying, and has been cultivated to the point where it is completely beyond its essence.

It is said to be a charm, but in reality it is a terrifying mind manipulation directed at the soul.

It is no longer as simple as using mental power to give hints, but directly using powerful soul power to break through the external defense of the opponent's soul and construct spiritual hints in the heart.