Chapter 562

This is a true life-and-death battle of equal strength, different from absolute crushing and competition.

There are no rules, let alone the so-called stop and show mercy. If you don't attack, it's fine, but if you attack, every move is fatal.

Every attack is aimed at taking lives, white knife in and red knife out, every knife draws blood.

All means are used, and there is only one goal, that is, to completely kill the opponent. Either you die or I die.

When the fight is really intense, there is no temptation, no consideration and balance, there is only the most terrifying life-and-death struggle.

Ordinary magic beasts and beastmasters are still like this, not to mention the group of terrifying monsters under Mo Fan and Bai Pianran, which are naturally worse than before.

Monsters are monsters, and the madness flowing in their bones is not fake, but paranoid and twisted.

It's hard to say about Bai Pianran's beastmaster, but the monsters under Mo Fan are just usually good-tempered and easy to get along with.

That is because they have good personalities, and Mo Fan has taught them well.

With a very positive outlook, they can distinguish right from wrong, and know good from evil. This makes them seem more approachable, down-to-earth and friendly.

But as an excellent beastmaster, Mo Fan also knows that some things cannot be thrown away no matter what. This is not for anything else, but to ensure the combat effectiveness of the beastmaster.

To put it more bluntly, for professional beastmasters, no matter how good they are to the beastmaster, they cannot really raise it as a pet.

In short, if you want to be a professional beastmaster, you can't spoil the beastmaster completely.

Therefore, although Mo Fan has educated all the beastmasters very well, their outlook on life is very positive, and their moral character is completely fine.

But the madness and distortion that is unique to their terrifying monsters has not changed at all, and they have even been intentionally cultivated.

In other words, he should show mercy when he should, but when he should kill the enemy, Mo Fan has never let his beastmasters show mercy.

Along the way, there are definitely quite a few creatures that died at the hands of these guys. They all bathed in blood and tasted the taste of life. It is not an exaggeration to say that.

So if these monsters are really irritated and ruthless, they will really not care about anything.

Mo Fan's beasts are like this, and Bai Pianran's seems to be no better. So much so that within a few minutes of the battle, the Haoyue God-killing Wolf and the Flying Zombie had already fought to the death.

Both sides were already red-eyed, and each gave up all defenses and only attacked desperately, wanting to destroy the other side as soon as possible.

The roars and roars were endless, and the battle between the two sides had entered the most intense stage.

Others also saw this, and each wanted to help their own members.

However, when they looked at each other, their eyes suddenly turned red.

"What are you looking at?"

"What do you mean by looking at you?"

"Hey, you are so arrogant!"

"I think you are the ugly one who wants to provoke me? Why, you want to take sides? No way."

"If there is no way, can't I open one myself? I can also use the window. You are a little Karami and want to stop me. I am afraid you are looking for death."

"I think I should kill you first, and then help my brother."

"Come on, who is afraid of who!"

Just like that, the reinforcements of both sides bumped into each other on the road. As a result, because they looked at each other more in the crowd, then, well, there was no more, the reinforcements started fighting first.

At one end of the battlefield, shouts of killing were heard, and the sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard one after another.

If there were people nearby, they would be shocked by the scene in front of them.

At the end of the sight, as far as the eye can see, there is a white patch, millions of undead skeletons are strangled in one place.

Swords flashed, you came and I went, killing each other.

From time to time, broken bones flew into the sky, skulls, leg bones, hand bones, etc. There were countless large and small ones, and the scalp of the people who saw it was numb and shocked.

The skeleton swordsman raised a big sword, slashed left and right, blocked east and killed west, and swept in all directions.

The skeleton spearman, holding a long spear, shot out like a dragon, piercing the enemies who blocked the road one by one, picked up and flew into the sky, and took their lives.

The skeleton shieldman, holding a heavy bone shield. Neatly arranged, like a steel wall. Standing still, he stood up and resisted the enemy's wave after wave of fierce attacks.

The skeleton archer pulled the bowstring, and the power of darkness and death quickly gathered to form swords of light. With the piercing sound of breaking through the air, thousands of arrows were fired at the same time to wipe out all the invading enemies.

The real million-strong army group charged, the scene was so grand that it was really hard to describe in words.

The two sides fought in a group, indistinguishable from each other, just like an epic battle in the history chapter, chaotic and grand. It is unforgettable after just one look.

And such a large-scale, orderly and well-organized legion war must be controlled and commanded by someone behind the scenes.

This is a truly premeditated, commanded, epic legendary war.

And the commander of one side, needless to say, is naturally the seventh-ranked Death God Shura Blood Blade of the Dark Sky Group, a quasi-Purgatory Overlord-level strongman.

Blood Blade is another powerful assaulter of the Dark Sky Group. Xiaotian has moved, so he naturally has to charge forward.

Moreover, he has a million-level undead army, and no one is more suitable to be a pioneer than him.

Just like Xiaotian, Blood Blade, who led the army to the battle, also suffered a strong resistance at the first time.

So much so that when Xiaotian saw that the battle situation was unfavorable, he wanted to turn his guns and support the other side but couldn't do it.

If it was just like this, it would be fine. The problem is that Blood Blade could never imagine that he actually met an opponent of the same level as himself today.

It's not just a matter of personal strength, but the other party actually controls and controls a million-level undead army. This is really a bit exaggerated.

Blood Blade rides on the Purgatory Horse, and gallops on the battlefield with his own group of confidants, that is, a group of headless knights and undead knights.

Stepping on the Purgatory Sea of ​​Fire, constantly launching rounds of death charges against the opponent's position.

Innate ability, endless fire domain.

The scarlet sea of ​​red lotus fire covers most of the battlefield. While providing Blood Blade with a stronger home advantage, it can also further ensure the safety of the undead warriors under his command.

Even if they are beaten into a pile of broken bones, or even turned to ashes, as long as the sea of ​​fire does not stop, they can be resurrected in the sea of ​​fire and continue to fight.

At the same time, the longer the sea of ​​fire exists, the more Death Guards can be created.

They are terrifying demons wearing flame helmets, flame armor, and holding bloody sickles. With a wave of the sickle, he could easily chop off the heads of all enemies.

It can be said that once the Red Lotus Sea of ​​Fire appeared, the Blood Blade Undead Army's name of immortality was well deserved.

But the opponent was also difficult to deal with, and the number was basically the same as his side.

He had the Red Lotus Sea of ​​Fire and a large number of Death Guards as a blessing. Although the opponent did not have similar skills, it also had other characteristics.

Boom boom boom, huge dark meteorites fell from the sky and smashed into the Blood Blade's Undead Army, directly causing a series of terrible killings with heavy losses.

Every meteorite that fell could directly kill hundreds of undead skeletons. The bones shattered and flew everywhere, and obvious vacuum zones appeared one after another in the huge army. In this way, another undead army advanced step by step.

After all, although it can be resurrected, it also takes a certain amount of time. And now, the loss rate of soldiers is obviously faster than the resurrection rate, and the situation is not optimistic.

"Lich, what a disgusting thing." After completing another round of charge, Blood Blade rode back on horseback, holding a heavy bone sword in one hand and the reins in the other. Looking at the countless, densely packed meteorites falling from the sky, and the increasingly heavy losses of his own army.

Even he almost couldn't help but swear, and seemed a little irritable.

You know, this is recognized as the most reliable and calm existence in the entire dark group except for the big brother Xiao Hei.

The result is that now, as calm as Blood Blade, his cold and handsome face still looks a little out of control. A pair of eyes burning with red lotus fire look particularly stern and cold, revealing a fierce murderous intent.

His lips are tightly pursed, and his facial lines are tight. Revealing a cold murderous aura that cannot be ignored.

Although he has charged down a wave, he can also use the sword in his hand, with several powerful talents, to easily kill hundreds of enemies on the other side. And the opponent doesn't seem to have the same ability to revive infinitely as his own.

But even so, when comparing the two sides, Xue Ren still feels that his own loss rate seems to be faster and greater.

There is a feeling that the recovery can't keep up with the loss. Based on his combat experience, this is not an illusion.

The only thing to blame is that the opponent's range firepower output is too strong. In terms of DPS large-scale output, Xue Ren can only sigh that he is inferior.

It's just that he really tried his best. But in the final analysis, he is just a warrior. Compared with the mage of the same level, he has an inherent disadvantage in terms of killing output.

Yes, the guy who forced Xue Ren to almost curse. The fighting style is completely different from his, it is completely different, one day and one place, two completely different routes.

If the Shura clan is the most powerful warrior among the undead clan. Then the LichThe clan is the magician who is best at long-range attacks and large-scale destruction among countless types of undead.

In a one-on-one duel and in a frontal battle, Shura is undoubtedly stronger. But in this large-scale war, the magician-type lich is undoubtedly more advantageous.

After all, everyone knows about magicians. The strength lies in firepower output and large-scale destruction, which is indeed incomparable to warriors.

There is no doubt that it is another undead army led by a powerful lich that directly blocked Blood Blade and his undead army.

This lich is probably carefully cultivated and tailored by Bai Pianran to target Blood Blade in the Dark Sky Group.

It is to target Blood Blade, a powerful undead beast in the battle. Now it seems that Bai Pianran’s choice is right.

In the battle between the two sides, the lich did gain an advantage and tightly suppressed Blood Blade. It caused a lot of trouble to it and brought it extremely strong pressure.

It made it difficult for a major main force on the front battlefield of the Dark Sky Group to get away in a short time, and it was impossible to intervene to help other members.

It can't be blamed on Blood Blade not being strong enough, it can only be said that the other party had planned everything from the beginning.

This kind of targeting and calculation that started early is indeed too difficult to crack and too disgusting.