With Emile's order, all the bombs were detonated. The ground shook, and the bugs were blown up. But the bugs behind them acted as if nothing had happened, and they continued to step over the corpses of the bugs in front of them.
Have you ever seen an army of ants on the grassland? Wherever they went, nothing could stop them. They had no fear, no life or death. Their only goal was to move forward.
The Zergs had evolved in certain areas, but they were still the same as before in large-scale battles, especially on Mars, where the Dark Lord Moye ruled.
The war began. There were no slogans, because the Zergs had no morale. Under the leadership of the dark ones, the Zergs dropped piles and piles of corpses and began to attack the city.
Aamir and the rest had all participated in the battle. They were all very strong, and could be said to be the main force here. Although commanding was also very important, there was nothing they could do about it. The so-called traps and ambushes had all been stepped on by the Zergs, and the Zergs did not seem to care at all. What was left was nothing more than killing. Only one race could survive here.
This was a truly fierce battle.
The people who had disappeared were probably not in a good situation either. Yin Tianzong, a legendary level master, was facing unprecedented pressure.
The dark ones in front of him were the most powerful opponents he had ever encountered.
It had been a year since they had been locked up in this unimaginable world!
On the boundless battlefield, a group of people were fighting crazily. There were METAL soldiers, arcanists, and auxiliary medical officers. There were only about a hundred of them, but their combat effectiveness was a little …
Both the Blizzard and the Thunder and Fire brought out their true strength, especially the Blizzard, which had five Level-20 Warriors. This was very important. Plus the three Level-20 Warriors in the Blizzard, they were the main force in dealing with the dark ones' attacks and protecting the sky.
The Pamir Eagles were also quite powerful. Obviously, they had been hiding their strength all this time, but now they had to fight with all their might.
Each battle group had their own set of tactics, and they had expanded their forces in a short period of time. However, the new recruits were still the reserve soldiers, guarding their own areas.
The Arcana Masters unleashed a torrent of flames, which dealt a lot more damage. Although the bombs were powerful, many of the bugs that were blown away crawled back up and continued to advance. Their parts might be blown off, but they were still able to advance. However, the destructive power of the Arcana Spells was quite considerable, and the bugs were very vulnerable to such attacks.
"Boss, the situation doesn't look too good. At this rate, we will only be able to hold on until this time tomorrow." Hans was accompanying Emile, who was puffing on a cigar.
This time, it was really a matter of life and death. Several of the most important entrances were guarded by the strongest battle groups. Coupled with the full use of the terrain, they could hold on for a long time.
With the loss of the geographical advantage, the warriors could retreat layer by layer. Their defensive line had three layers, but once they retreated to the last layer, they would really have no room to maneuver.
Due to the large-scale movement of the Zergs, the army of Emerald City had also been mobilized, but they did not dare to act rashly. Even if they were to send reinforcements now, they might not be able to make it in time.
Emile had already given up on the idea of reinforcements. He was only trying to give them a glimmer of hope, and they had no other choice but to defend themselves.
"Brother, we've been together for so many years. Haha, actually, it's about time. Do you remember when we first formed the Blizzard Team, there was only one Hongyuan, and that was to take down Maersa City? Now, that's done. As for the rest, let's leave it to our descendants.
"Commander, I have never regretted following you all these years!" Hans saluted with a smile on his face. "Generals die in battle, not to mention that we still have a chance!"
"Oh, tell me about it." As the commander, Emile was not optimistic about the current situation at all. Perhaps it was because he was closely involved in the situation that he couldn't see clearly.
"Haven't you noticed? The number of Zergs is not as strong as we expected. There are at least a few super dark ones among them, but we haven't seen a real battle yet. If there are no such dark ones, we might be able to drag the battle on. Also, I don't believe that Wang Tong would just abandon Maersa and run away." "That's right.
"To be honest, I don't believe it either. But it doesn't matter."
"You're right. Let's not think about it anymore. Our lives are in our own hands. Commander, you take a break. I will keep an eye on the situation."
Although dawn on Mars was not completely dark, people's fatigue would reach an extreme at this moment. Someone needed to boost their morale. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if the gap was breached.
The soldiers took turns to fight the Zergs, and there seemed to be no end to them. In truth, without the interference of the super dark ones, they were able to keep up with their defenses and tactics. They were able to take into account the various types of Zergs' abilities, and they were all experienced soldiers. But eventually, they grew tired, and their fighting spirit and morale began to wear thin. Nightfall was also a major influence on the human race.
Marcos and the rest of the soldiers were veterans, and they had been through a lot of battles over the years. They might have been in a worse situation than this, but they had never been as immobile as they were now.
During the early hours of the night, the leaders of the squads worked together to give the tired soldiers some support. Meanwhile, the Zergs kept coming at them in waves.
"I saw that dark one. He is the one in charge of the Zergs. We have been under his command for the whole night. We need to give them something to cheer them up." Marcos said.
"I will bring people to kill him!" Pamir said without hesitation.
"You alone aren't enough. You have to find more warriors to fight together.
"Don't worry. They can't kill me."
"No, this is too important. I will go with you." Aamir suddenly said.
"Forget it. Pamir and I will go with you. You are the commander." Marcos said.
Pamir looked at Marcos. Even he didn't expect that Marcos would have such a day. The three of them laughed.
"It's a shame that Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang are not here. We have been here for so many years, and this is the first time we look like real warriors."
"Brother, don't worry. I have a feeling that Wang Tong is going to win."
"Hehe, you two are sworn enemies. I wonder how he will feel when he hears your evaluation. Be careful!"
"Brothers of Thunder Fire! Who is willing to go with me? Let's cut off that dark one's head!"
Marcos let out a deafening roar.
Immediately, some of the members of Thunder Fire rose to their feet.
"Brothers of Eagle! Follow me!"
A three-hundred-man assault squad was immediately formed. The swarm's attacking rhythm did not change at all; it was the same rhythm from start to finish. When the assault squad charged out, the morale in the city soared. Hans and the arcanists attacked wildly, creating an opening. The entire battlefield was filled with the sounds of "kill kill kill".
Marcos and Pamir, who were charging forward, also seemed to be rejuvenated. The assault team did not linger to fight, and they plunged forward like a sharp knife.
They had to kill the dark one. As long as the dark one was dead, they would be able to hold their ground until dawn.
"Pamir, lend me a hand!"
Marcos shouted. Pamir leaped into the air and followed closely behind Marcos. Pamir threw Marcos out with all his might. The leader of Thunder Fire had finally shown his true strength.
He unleashed his level twenty GN Force and swung his blade at the dark one.
Meanwhile, Yin Tianzong felt the pressure he had never felt before. The enemy in front of him was like a flash of lightning. Who the hell was this demon? Who the hell was he?
The enemy was perfect. There was no point in having flaws. This was a godly theory that no one could surpass!
Yin Tianzong was overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness. Although he had reached the pinnacle of level twenty-two, it was nothing compared to this man.
"Yin Tianzong, are you afraid?"
"Are you afraid?"
What was the Templar?
In his mind, it was his only home, his only faith, and the only reason he was still alive.
Undying Idealism!
His GN Force soared into the sky. With the sword in his hand, he became one with the sword.
He was the sword, and the sword was the man. The power of nature was in his hands.
Rumble …
The sword in Yin Tianzong's hand seemed like it was going to sweep up the power of the heavens and earth. The enemies revealed a trace of approval in their eyes. The more dangerous the situation was, the more domineering Yin Tianzong, the Sect Master, would become. If Odin was the most loyal follower of the Divine Master Sect, then Yin Tianzong would be the most loyal follower of the Templar. On Mars, the world of the Divine Master Sect, any other culture would have to bear unimaginable pressure. However, Yin Tianzong had long since decided that the Templar was the only one in his heart.
It was the only thing that could not be shaken.
A Level 23 Legendary Realm master was born, and he struck out with his sword.
Yin Tianzong and the others had been fighting with their bare hands for more than a year. Finally, their opponent used his weapon.
Boom …
The mountain collapsed, and Guan Dongyang, Urinas, Xiao Yuyu, and the rest of the warriors were fighting with all their might.
Yin Tianzong smiled and put away his sword. He bowed and said, "Young Master!"
The enemy that they had been fighting for a long time, the mysterious demon king, held a golden spear in his hand.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
This slash contained all of Marcos's strength. There was no room for maneuver. Marcos was putting his life on the line. He knew very well that he would not be able to return this time!
The Dark One didn't know how to retreat, so he charged forward with his bone spear.
Whoosh …
The Dark One was split in half, and Marcos' chest was pierced through. He fell to the ground, surrounded by countless worms.
Suddenly, an iron chain appeared in the air and dragged Marcos back. It was Pamir.
"Retreat!"
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