The turbid mist outside Fallen Land vibrated intensely. Next, Pan Xi rushed out with smoke and fire wrapped around her body, carrying Yemo Tuo with a deathly pale face. Among the over ten-thousand Yu Clan nobles who came to Pan Xi world for the life-and-death game, Yemo Tuo was the only one left.
If Yemo Tuo didn't snatch the talisman that Yemo Sha used to order Pan Xi to come back and save Yemo Sha with a secret magic right before Pan Xi died, Yemo Tuo would have been killed by Man Man's fire bombs or turned into ashes by the fort-crushing cannon, just like the other Yu Clan nobles.
"Dead … Dead!" Once he saw the clear sky of Pan Xi world, Yemo Tuo screamed out crazily, "Dead, all dead … Yemo Sha died, that's a good thing, but so many people died …"
"I'm the only one left, damn it, I'm the only one left. Don't tell me that I have to take the blame for this? " Yemo Tuo's face twisted. Over ten-thousand Yu Clan nobles, every single one of them had strong backgrounds and amazingly powerful families.
If a few more of them managed to survive, it would be fine. But now, only Yemo Tuo managed to survive. What would the leaders of those large Yu Clan families think? Yu Clan people were cunning and suspicious. If everyone believed that Yemo Tuo killed all these people, he would be in big trouble in the future.
Following a series of violent coughs, over ten Jia Clan battle kings rushed out, with broken armors. They vomited blood and gasped deeply for air. Oddly colored poisonous mist had been puffing out of their mouths. Yu Mu's poison had drilled into their bodies, turning the blood they vomited out colorful and hideous.
Next, more Divine-Magus-level Jia Clan battle kings rushed out of Fallen Land one after another.
Yemo Tuo counted in a daze. Ten, a hundred … At last, only six-hundred and seventy-seven Jia Clan battle kings managed to survive. Among the million Jia Clan elite warriors, only these few survived.
"This responsibility should be shouldered by Yemo Sha!" Yemo Tuo looked at these Jia Clan elite warriors, wanting to cry but failing to shed any tears. His body began shaking uncontrollably. A million elite Jia Clan warriors, a whole million elite warriors who were armed to the teeth, but only a few of them managed to escape.
Just think about the anger of the families of these Jia Clan warriors! At this moment, Yemo Tuo truly wanted to give an order to Pan Xi and tell her to slap him to death. Losing a million elite Jia Clan warriors in a single battle, he truly couldn't afford to take this blame, neither could his family.
Deep and muffled footsteps could be heard as Chiyou, whose entire body was burning with black flame, walked out with big steps. Behind him were thousands of Chiyou warriors. The power vibrations released from these warriors were weak. Obviously, they were badly injured, but the number of them was five to six thousand. Compared to the loss suffered by Jia Clan elites, the loss suffered by Chi You Army was almost negligible.
"Chi You! Your warriors … How come so many of them are still alive? "Yemo Tuo popped out his eyes and stared at Chi You in shock.
Chi You coldly glanced at Yemo Tuo and explained with a deep voice.
When the fort-crushing cannon launched the first attack, Chi You Army warriors had been fighting against human warriors on the fence wall built by Ji Hao. Therefore, Chi You Army warriors stayed relatively far away from Yemo Tuo and his warriors, over a hundred miles away from the fort-crushing cannon.
When the fort-crushing cannon self-destructed, Chi You burned his spirit blood and risked his own life to launch a strike to force River Earl back, then shielded Chi You Army warriors with the void shield. With this, around half of his warriors were saved from that terrifying black light wave that swept across everything.
Yemo Tuo looked at Chi You, wanting to cry but having no tears.
A swishing noise came from a distance away. Following that, tens of Xiu Clan warriors, who fled first, carefully rushed back. They looked at Yemo Tuo and the group of people around him in shock. A Xiu Clan elderly man screamed out, "Lord Yemo Tuo, only … only these few people?"
Yemo Tuo tremblingly looked over and said weakly with a crying voice, "Only … only these few people. This, this, Yemo Sha is the commander of this life-and-death game. He, he is … I, this has nothing to do with me … I, I never agreed to go into Fallen Land. "
Chi You stomped his foot heavily against the ground and shouted harshly, "Lord Yemo Tuo, don't try to shirk your responsibility. Think about how to finish this life-and-death game first. If we go back in such a sorry state and lose this battle, think about the consequences. "
Chi You's eyes sparkled with a bright light as he said with a deep voice, "A million elite warriors have been lost, dear Lord Yemo Tuo. A million elite warriors have been lost! Hehe, even during the last Chi Ban Mountain war, when a few large families were ambushed by the humankind in Evil Dragon Bay, we didn't suffer such a great loss. "
Yemo Tuo looked at Chi You in a daze. Abruptly, he pulled out his sword in despair and swung it towards his own neck.
When the sword edge was still an inch away from his neck, Chi You grabbed Yemo Tuo's hand. Yemo Tuo hadn't made up his mind to kill himself, so he didn't put too much strength into his hand. Chi You stopped him, so he conveniently dropped the sword and burst into tears.
"Lord Yemo Tuo, crying won't help. Let's think about how to finish this life-and-death game." Chi You narrowed his eyes. A dim beam of blood-red light flashed across his eyes, then he cast a complicated glance at Pan Xi and said, "In fact, we still have a chance."
Yemo Tuo's crying voice stopped. He curiously looked at Chi You and said, "Chance? What chance? Even if we win, I … "
Chi You said blandly, "If we win the life-and-death game, then all the blame will be on Lord Yemo Sha, or any of the other lords who died in the game. They can take the blame for this loss. As long as we win in the end, all the credit will be yours, Lord Yemo Sha. "
Yemo Tuo's look changed rapidly. He looked at Chi You and even gave a flattering smile.
In Fallen Land, Si Wen Ming and the other warriors fell on the ground in exhaustion. They were all soaked in sweat, lying on the ground without being able to move. Five tortoise chariots floated in front of them. Those strong and sturdy tortoise chariots had already become ragged, with countless cracks and cracks on their shells.
Ao Li and Feng Qinxin softly fell on the ground, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood. The dragon sea-destroying formation and phoenix sky-flaming formation were both destroyed by the self-destruction of the fort-crushing cannon. Ji Hao and Feng Qinxin were injured severely by the counterforce of the fort-crushing cannon, lying on the ground without being able to move.
The magnificent three-layered city wall was gone. The entire city wall was vaporized, without leaving even a trace of its existence.
The city suffered a great loss. Hundreds of millions of local people were crushed by the great pressure brought by the black light waves. Elite human beings who had joined the life-and-death game were in a better condition. They had joined hands with Si Wen Ming to fend off the destructive power of the fort-crushing cannon. Countless of them fell on the ground in exhaustion, but not too many were killed.
Ji Hao transformed into a golden beam of light and flew back. Looking at Si Wen Ming and the other warriors who were lying on the ground without being able to move, he growled, "Get up, fight back! Kill all non-humankind beings! "
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