As the magical artifact shattered, a stream of Qi emerged from the captain's hand and rapidly spread across the cliff.
The corpses of the human soldiers that had already died were either on the ground, on the spears of the demon soldiers, or in the mouths of the strange wolves. As this stream of Qi arrived, a similar but relatively weak Qi began to emerge from within the corpses.
This Qi was like an invisible flame that had ignited a long-hidden fire seed.
The demon soldiers vaguely sensed something, a hint of fear appearing in their dark green eyes. With sharp screams, they waved their spears and threw the corpses of the human soldiers into the distance. At the same time, they pulled on the leather rope around the strange wolves' necks, preparing to turn and flee.
But it was too late.
The Bloodthirsty Mutant Wolf's intelligence was very low. It didn't know what had happened at all. It was somewhat reluctant to throw away the human corpse in its mouth. At this moment, a bright yellow ball of light seeped out of the human corpse. At the same time, even more bright yellow balls of light lit up the cliffs.
Boomboomboomboom!
Terrifying explosions resounded through the disorderly mountains, like thunder descending. Then, flames appeared. In an extremely short period of time, this place was transformed into a sea of fire.
The hard stones were blown to smithereens and then melted into lava by the blazing flames, falling onto the bodies of the demon soldiers.
The strange wolves suffered an even more wretched fate. Half of their heads had been blown to pieces, their flesh and blood so mangled that it was impossible to make out their original appearance.
Wretched howls constantly resounded through the disorderly mountains, but they were unable to pass through the terrifying sea of fire and surging waves of Qi and quickly vanished.
Just like that, the demon soldiers and the strange wolves were killed.
Those surging waves of Qi pushed the cliff into a flat slope and then mixed into the world.
Only that terrifying sea of fire lasted for a very long time before it slowly began to die down.
The captain loosened the small scorched shield on his forearm and struggled to crawl backwards.
His right arm had already been completely shattered by the explosive power of the magical artifact and his abdomen was so mangled that his bones were faintly visible. He had suffered extremely heavy injuries, but he was still not dead.
Before he died, there was one thing he had to accomplish, and that was to kill that Array Master.
He respected this young array master very much. If the other could survive, he would definitely have an extremely bright future. Such an outstanding human should not be frozen to death or starved to death. Moreover … on the battlefield the day before yesterday, he had received a military order. He absolutely could not let this young array master fall into the hands of the demons. If necessary, he could kill this person.
He crawled over to the stretcher with some difficulty and took two tired breaths. Looking at the young array master on the stretcher, his emotions were somewhat complicated and somewhat sentimental.
The magic tool he used to kill the five demon soldiers was obviously not an ordinary magic tool, but an extremely strange magic tool, more like a formation. This kind of magic tool with the power of a formation was very rare, and the method of using it was exceedingly cruel. The Great Zhou Army had basically never used it.
This set of magical artifacts supposedly came from the Wenshui Tangs. He was able to possess this magical artifact because he was a trusted subordinate of the general, and also because he led this squad of the Mount Song Army headquarters on very important missions, like protecting or killing this young array master.
Even when the soldiers under his command died, they had no idea that their bodies had been implanted with this sort of magical artifact.
When he thought of the general's order before he went to the battlefield, his expression became somewhat perplexed.
For the sake of this person, the important figures of the Mount Song Army headquarters had clearly made many arrangements in advance, even prepared to have the entire squad be buried.
"Just who are you?" he muttered to himself as he gazed at the unconscious array master on the stretcher.
Before killing this person, he very much wanted to know his name and background. Perhaps this would give him some comfort.
Regretfully, this person had suffered a backlash on the battlefield and was severely injured. It was impossible for him to wake up and answer his questions.
With some difficulty, he pulled out a dagger and aimed it at the young array master's throat. He closed his eyes, took in a deep breath, and then pressed down.
But in the next moment, he did not hear the sound of the throat breaking, did not feel the dagger sink into flesh.
He opened his eyes and was shocked to see that the dagger was caught between two fingers, unable to move down.
What truly shocked him was that these two fingers belonged to the young array master.
At some point, the young array master had woken up. His eyes were wide open as he calmly gazed at the captain.
His eyes were very cold and devoid of emotion, just like the ice and snow left behind in the disorderly mountains. However, beneath the ice and snow, there were faint traces of blood that exuded a faint stench.
The captain came to his senses and looked into the young array master's eyes, feeling an inexplicable fear.
The young array master's fingers moved and took the dagger, but he did nothing else.
The captain hurriedly explained what had just happened.
The young array master seemed pensive.
The captain had no more strength left. Exhausted, he sat on the ground and rejoiced, "You're still alive, so the deaths of us brothers aren't unjust."
The young array master's voice was particularly cold. "Do you really think that trash like you can decide whether I live or die? I just don't want to act. "
"What?" The captain froze, not daring to believe what he had heard.
What did this mean? After a few moments of shock and bewilderment, he grew angry. He pointed at the scorched corpse on the cliff, wanting to reprimand the other party.
The young array master did not give him the chance. A terrifying Qi emerged from those cold and cruel eyes, jolting him to death and turning him into a blood-soaked corpse. Then, his corpse began to be burned by the flames of the magical artifacts left on the cliff, giving off an unpleasant smell.
"Whether it was out of kindness or to complete a military order, you tried to kill me just now."
The young array master looked at the burning corpse and indifferently said, "So you had to die."
The cold wind howled, gradually extinguishing the remaining flames on the cliff and dispersing the complex and unpleasant smell.
The demon soldiers and bloodthirsty wolves had suffered the most concentrated attacks from ten-some magical artifacts and had been burned by the array fire. Right now, only their rough outlines could be seen, and it was impossible to make out their appearances. The ten-some human soldiers were not much better off. In short, the scene was very dismal, the environment very cruel.
But the young array master did not leave. He once more lay down on the stretcher.
He closed his eyes. It was like he could not see the hellish cliff, could not smell the burning, could not feel the biting cold of the wind, and just fell into a deep sleep.
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(This chapter is one thousand nine hundred, to pay back a portion of the debt from last time.)
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