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The players hid back a little further. Kamer Koron and the girl Jin Lizhu basically had no ability to protect themselves. After seeing the terrifying spearhead of the Spartans, they secretly fled back to the Persian camp. Ding Qi, who stood with a smile on his face, as if he was relaxed as if he was watching a movie, was so scared that he trembled all over, as if he had no strength to escape. He hid behind the veteran timidly. Guan Yongxin, whose injuries had just improved, used his body to protect him and Xiao Kui.

Ding Qi was forced to stay here. The best way was to go back with the other two newcomers and hand over everything to the capable veterans. However, after seeing the terrifying combat power of the Spartans, he began to lose confidence in whether the veterans had the ability to complete the mission.

It is true that each of these seniors has extremely strong strength, but in Ding Qi's opinion, they lack a crucial "mind"... Park Shengli is arrogant, impulsive, and tentacle Ji is taciturn and never takes the initiative to make decisions. Guan Yongxin has no sense of existence. If she hadn't been kind-hearted and always liked to help others, this ghost-like girl would have been forgotten by everyone. The only gentleman Hannie Bals, who is clear-headed and good at analytics, was completely frightened by the plot of the 19-person difficulty at the beginning due to psychological problems, and completely lost her confidence and looked like a wooden look.

Let me ask, how can such a team be reliable?

So Ding Qi must stay here no matter what, and he must take his destiny into his own hands.

Fortunately, the veterans were all attracted by the cruel Shura field in front of them, and no one noticed that this "cowardly pig" was still here.

"As right, the strength of the Spartan warriors has been greatly strengthened by the main god, and each person's strength and speed have been increased by at least five to ten times. What's even more terrifying is that their physical strength seems to have not decreased at all since the beginning of the battle. In other words, they may not have the weakness of fatigue at all..." Ding Qi thought secretly.

"However, this is not enough. This little force alone cannot stop the subsequent waves of attacks of the Persian army. When Ding Qi landed in the Persian army, he saw some amazing combat weapons with his own eyes. Just like the dozens of huge sea beasts, they are definitely not something that ordinary human forces can compete with. In order to increase the difficulty of the mission, the main god must have hidden power."

"Hey, senior, don't be idle. If we don't leave, we really can't leave." Waturase Ao shook Ding Qi, who was still in a daze. Ding Qi was stunned and realized that at some point, there were only a few players left on his side. The Persian soldiers on the battlefield, three thousand Mithia soldiers and five thousand slave soldiers, were wiped out during the time when Ding Qi was stunned. Just as Waturase Ao shook Ding Qi, the last batch of hundreds of Persian soldiers were squeezed off the cliff by the Spartans who had no casualties.

The mountains of limbs and corpses piled up on the battlefield, and even the heads were rolling everywhere. There were also the seriously injured people who groaned in pain. They made waves of speechless words, not knowing whether they were saying whether they were honoured for life or cursed the Spartans, or maybe they were just the names of their relatives...

The viscous blood dyed the golden beach red. In addition to the fishy smell of sea water, there was a pungent smell of blood mixed with corpse smell, and there were also many more flies...

The players were only hundreds of meters away from the slaughterhouse in front. The Spartans who were not tired at all had begun to clean up the battlefield. They were like strolling in the garden, chatting and joking while walking. However, the spear in their hands accurately made a mistake on their heads or hearts when every Persian warrior passed by. Whether they were pretending to be dead or seriously injured and dying, they completely lost their lives this time. There is no mercy here...

Two of the Spartans slowly walked towards the players with a mocking smile, one of them also pulled out the one-handed sword in the Spartan warrior. Haifeng sent them to the voice of the two of them betting that they could use a few swords to clean up the players. After hearing this, Park Seung-ri sneered and was about to go forward to fight, but was stopped by a tender arm that stretched out.

"Haha, Mr. Captain, now is not the time for you to reveal your strength. Although the Persians lost this battle, don't forget that they still have many powerful troops that have not yet appeared. Let's wait for them to consume the strength of the Spartans first."

The person who spoke was the little monster Torase Aoi Watanabe. Park Seungri stared at her coldly for a while, and finally turned around and walked towards her camp. With his lead, everyone immediately followed.

However, the two Spartans obviously had no intention of letting them go back so easily. One of the young men with a bloodthirsty smile on their faces shouted: "Hey, my Persian friends, since they are here, go and accompany those companions who are still lying on the ground, otherwise they will be bored when walking in hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed over at a terrifying speed. A short distance of hundreds of meters arrived in a flash. Then he jumped high and cut down in a standard jumping posture. The target was Park Seung-ri, who looked the most like the leader among the group.

"Clang~~~" A harsh weapon attack sounded, and Park Seung-ri held a crystal-clear sword in her hand, shaped like an unsharpened crystal, holding the sudden sword.

How could the standard long sword in the hands of the Spartan warrior withstand the slash of the Xuanbing Sword, a double B-level weapon from the main god space? If the Spartan warrior hadn't responded too quickly and could still tilt his head back at the critical moment, this sword would be enough to split him and his sword in half.

Park Seung-ri, who took advantage of the weapons, was about to pursue the victory. When he rushed forward at an astonishing speed and wanted to cut the Spartan warrior who dared to provoke him under the sword, he suddenly felt a chill coming. He had been struggling in the main god space for a long time, jumped backwards with a conditioned spear and plunged into his body, deeply immersed in the ground. Except for a black hole on the ground, there was no trace of the spear, which could be seen. The terrifying power of the spear. At this moment, a belated sound of breaking wind came from the air...
Chapter completed!