Although Yuanxu was powerful, he had been injured in the previous battle. Facing the Evil King's close combat oppression, he could only fight passively and was unable to support Yuanxu's army below.
At this moment, the players were united as before, charging forward with indomitable will.
Tonight, we are brothers who fight side by side.
Tonight, we are death warriors who are unafraid of death.
Tonight, we are warriors who are bathed in blood.
Tonight, we are not fighting for victory, but to erase the resentment in our hearts.
Besieged on all sides, the beating of the war drums and the shouts of the enemies assaulted the eardrums of the players.
They turned around, brandished their weapons, roared at the sky, and took a step forward at the same time.
"Boom!" The ground shook.
"Kill!"
Accompanied by the shouts, the players once again launched a fearless charge.
The blood of the enemies was the best gift for the dead warriors.
At this moment, they had forgotten that they were just players and were completely immersed in the battle.
The smell of blood lingered at the tip of their noses. The so-called cruelty of the battlefield belonged to the enemies, while the players only had the burning fighting spirit.
Faced with the continuous deaths of his subordinates, Yuanxu wanted to go down and support them several times. However, under the control of the Evil King, he could only defend and was unable to do so.
Turning his head to look at the blood-soaked players below, the corner of the Evil King's mouth curled up.
"Is dying in battle an honor? What a terrifying race! "
"Evil King, you will regret making me your enemy!" Yuanxu shouted.
The Evil King did not say a word. His figure flashed again, and his giant palm slammed down. Long dragons formed around his arm, then roared and bit at Yuanxu.
Facing the Evil King, who was pestering him, Yuanxu's hostility skyrocketed.
In fact, the reason why he was unwilling to continue fighting with the Evil King was because he knew that the Evil King could not die. Even if he won, it would be of no use. The most important thing was to help the army reduce the losses.
After all, he could not lose this army. This was where he would have the right to speak to the outside world after he took control of this region in the future.
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"They are lunatics, they are lunatics!" After being repelled again, a Ghost King could not help but roar.
He had never met such an opponent before. He was really afraid.
It was obviously a huge advantage, but from the Ghost King's point of view, it felt like the Players were the attackers, while they were passively defending.
At this time, more than half of the player army had been killed or injured. However, they did not stop advancing, resolutely advancing step by step. Their swords were still as sharp as ever, reaping the lives of their enemies.
The players weren't afraid of death, but they were.
The fallen figures were the warriors that they had painstakingly trained. They were their most important external force. Seeing their clansmen fall in droves, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.
If they could, they really wanted to retreat.
They didn't want to accompany the lunatics anymore.
But under the frenzied attacks of the Players, even the right to abandon the battle was taken away.
In the endless slaughter, the silhouettes of the players fell one after another, only to be immediately replaced by those who came later, shouldering the fighting spirit of their comrades and continuing forward with their swords.
They had really managed to leave the enemy's corpses strewn all over the ground and blood flowing for thousands of miles.
As time passed, the number of comrades decreased, but the players became fiercer and fiercer.
They were like hungry wolves. Wherever their bloodthirsty eyes landed, the soldiers of the Yuanxu Army would subconsciously lower their heads, not daring to look at them.
At the end of the battle, there were only a million players left in the encirclement.
The battle seemed to be coming to an end, but neither Yuanxu nor the Ghost Kings below felt that they had won.
Because in terms of mentality and morale, they were the ones who had lost.
At this time, the sky started to rain. The blood-colored drizzle sprinkled down, making the atmosphere of the battlefield even more tragic.
"Hahaha, they're afraid, they're afraid!"
Seeing the Yuanxu Army surrounding the million players but not daring to advance, the Evil King couldn't help but laugh.
At this time, he only felt satisfied. The players had used this battle to prove themselves and had won his respect.
Although the self-proclaimed Player Clan was about to fall, the Evil King remembered them in his heart.
Because they had ignited their own blood.
It was a wonderful feeling. In countless years, he had never felt such a strange feeling.
It was very hot-blooded, very excited, very carefree!
"Kill!"
Facing the Yuanxu Army who didn't dare to advance, the players roared in unison. They pointed their swords to the front and brandished their swords at the enemy again.
They launched a charge.
It was as if they were not the ones being surrounded, but the soldiers of Yuanxu Army. Even though they were defeated, the players' morale had completely overwhelmed these battle-hardened veterans.
Only die in battle on the battlefield, there is no need to return the corpse on the battlefield.
Dark clouds hung low and blood rain fell continuously.
When the last player fell, the tensed nerves of the entire Yuanxu Army suddenly collapsed. One by one, they fell to the ground and panted heavily.
Even though the players were dead, the fear in their hearts still did not fade.
This was a victory, but no one cheered or sang praises. There was only a feeling of survival after a disaster.
Looking around, the corpses were everywhere and the blood that had gathered on the battlefield formed potholes of blood. This made their hearts tremble again.
They were afraid. It was as if all the energy in their bodies had been sucked out. They even lost the courage to stand up.
The Ghost Kings were also stunned on the spot. Their hearts were just like those terrified soldiers, but they suppressed their fear and did not reveal it.
At this moment, they suddenly felt a sense of relief.
They were dead. Fortunately, they were dead!
The army of players had left a deep impression in their hearts. It was like a shadow that they could not get rid of.
"Hahaha, Yuanxu, you've lost. Look at them!"
In the sky, the Evil King pointed at Yuanxu Army and laughed wildly. The sarcasm in his eyes was obvious.
At this moment, Yuanxu's face was ashen. However, that was the truth. The soldiers below had long lost their will to fight. Even if they won, it was no different from losing.
"This is my army!" Floating in the sky, the Evil King looked down at Yuanxu Army. His roar shook the sky, causing the Yuanxu Army soldiers below to tremble again.
"Do you think the battle is over? This is just the beginning. Get ready. Next, you will face my army. I will avenge them. All of you must die. Remember, all of you must die! "
"Hahaha, this is great. I've never felt so great in my life!"
The Yuanxu Army soldiers below looked up at the Evil King who was laughing crazily in the sky. Their eyes were filled with fear.
Is it not over yet? Are there still such warriors?
At this moment, fear spread from the bottom of their hearts. It was as if they could see the fearless army that was formed by millions of people appearing before them again.
They showed their long swords to them!
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