This was an iron-blooded army. Their title was thunder, and they were as unstoppable as thunder!
Rumble rumble rumble!
The earth trembled. Lightning flashed between their eyebrows, erupting with heaven-shaking strength. Wherever their sabers pointed, their saber energy was like frost.
Although the monsters that had just developed a bit of fighting spirit weren't frightened out of their wits by this aura, their faces were still filled with shock.
Their opponents didn't fear death. Not only did they not see the slightest bit of fear in their eyes, but they instead saw the excitement of battle.
What the monsters didn't know was that they were facing the deathsworn soldiers of the human race.
On a real battlefield, they wouldn't reveal such excitement. Battle after battle had long since worn away their emotions.
How many times had they seen their comrades fall? How many times had they buried their loved ones? How many times had they laughed beside them? How many times had they turned into cold corpses the next day?
Even the most resolute of wills would be worn down by the battlefield. As for those deathsworn soldiers who had truly been on the battlefield, they absolutely wouldn't smile in the face of a battlefield. This was because this was the burial ground of loyal souls. They couldn't smile …
But this didn't prevent them from becoming iron-blooded warriors. The wrinkles on their faces had been cut by sabers and swords. They had been tempered by countless blows.
They had never given up hope. Because from beginning to end, they knew why they were fighting. Because from beginning to end, they knew what kind of path the person they were loyal to would take them.
That was the trust of trusting one's life and relying on one's life!
At this moment, their excitement was because they had waited for 50,000 years. The person they had once followed had returned!
They had fallen into despair time and time again. They had been lost time and time again. They had forgotten themselves time and time again. But in battle, they had been awakened time and time again.
When their tears turned into white frost, when the white frost grew into trees, they still remembered who they were. They still remembered what they had to protect.
Seeing this scene, the divine battle ape suddenly felt a bit of fear. Facing the undead's thunderous attacks, it couldn't hold on while holding a divine artifact.
The undead's attacks were incomparably experienced. It was as if he clearly knew how to use each of its moves. Then, before it could do anything, he would completely interrupt it.
The Fighting God Stick of the Demonic Ape Clan was one of the fiercest martial arts in the world.
However, the person he encountered was even more ferocious than him. The Divine Battle Ape didn't even dare to believe that he was actually fighting a human!
As far as he knew, the human race's physical body was extremely weak. Only the four garrison armies were qualified to fight against them.
As for the people in the hinterland of the human race, they were simply a bunch of ants. Back then, he led an army to invade the southern border and washed three thousand miles of the eight countries with blood. It was as if he had entered an uninhabited land!
But now …
"If this continues, not only will I kill them, but I might also repeat the same mistake!" The Divine Battle Ape thought.
This battle made him feel incomparably depressed, as if a huge rock was pressing down on him, and he couldn't get it off no matter how hard he tried.
In that instant, he felt the fear of his ancestors. These fellows in front of him weren't humans at all. They were a group of demons born to slaughter!
The person in front of him seemed to have seen through everything. That feeling was extremely similar to that of an elder in his clan testing his moves.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to break through the other party's defense. He was like a child holding a divine artifact, unable to hurt the other party at all!
It wasn't just him. The Fey army that had entered an uninhabited land was retreating in defeat. They were soon surrounded by the Thunder Legion. The Thunder Legion's attack maintained a unique rhythm.
They cooperated with each other, and there were almost no openings. Their sabers fell at just the right moment, and they could hit the target every time.
They were like a wall, blocking the Fey's path of retreat and crushing them inch by inch. Their eyes were incomparably calm, and they even predicted the Fey's next reaction …
The Fey panted heavily. Some had already transformed into their human forms. If this continued, there was no place for them to stand.
Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the surrounding wails continued. No matter how they resisted, whether they were irritable, angry, or calm, they realized that they couldn't break through the other party's defense, not even by an inch!
What was even more terrifying was that these people didn't retreat from beginning to end, not even by a single step!
Under such pressure, the Divine Combat Ape knew that if he didn't change his strategy, all the Fey, including him, would be killed here.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on Ye Tianze. The Divine Combat Ape suddenly retreated, and then the hair on his body scattered, turning into dozens of incarnations that entangled the living dead.
He swung his staff at Ye Tianze, roaring, "I admit that they are an invincible legion. Unfortunately … you are not the you of the past!"
As the commander of the army, he didn't move from beginning to end in the face of the Divine Combat Ape's staff. Even if this staff really hit his head, he wouldn't move.
Just like how the warriors of the Thunder Legion believed in him, he also believed in the warriors of the Thunder Legion. If someone really took his head in the midst of an army of ten thousand, this would no longer be the Thunder Legion that terrified the other races!
When the Divine Combat Ape saw that Ye Tianze didn't counterattack or even dodge, he couldn't help but reveal a strange expression. However, this was his chance, so he definitely wouldn't give it up.
He swung his staff with almost all his strength. What he wanted to do was to take Ye Tianze's phone in the midst of an army of ten thousand. Only by killing Ye Tianze could the will of this invincible legion be completely obliterated.
After all, it was Ye Tianze's appearance that had awakened their memories. He considered Ye Tianze the only weakness of this army.
In fact, the Divine Combat Ape's thoughts weren't wrong. Ye Tianze was indeed the Thunder Legion's biggest weakness.
However, he was also wrong. If he had known that the Seven Armies of the Human Race had fought so hard to attack Mount Buzhou after Ye Tianze's death, he would have understood how stupid his thoughts were.
Even if they killed Ye Tianze, this awakened legion still wouldn't give up on fighting. They would only pay blood for blood, a tooth for a tooth, until their blood ran dry!
"Boom!"
When the staff fell, nine figures appeared in front of Ye Tianze. They raised the long blades in their hands and blocked the staff.
The terrifying power shattered their bones and made them bleed from their orifices. They bent over, but there wasn't the slightest hint of pain on their faces.
It was as if this was what they should be doing!
No, this was what they were supposed to do. 50,000 years ago, they had practiced this scene with great familiarity. Even if their Majesty was an invincible existence, as long as they were around, no one would be able to get close to their Majesty!
"Why?" The Divine Combat Ape withdrew the divine weapon in his hands.
"You wouldn't understand," a voice said. It was the Walking Dead.
When the Divine Combat Ape turned around, he saw the Walking Dead swinging his ax at him. The few warriors of the Thunder Legion that had been hit by his staff had already been turned to ashes.
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