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Chapter 138 The Realm of Slaughter

Wood led a few people and began to move towards the central battlefield. Everyone was fighting and walking in a defensive formation. At the beginning, it was just Wood and the five of them, but they met many human soldiers on the road, and these human soldiers slowly blended in.

In the team, the team just wanted to snowball, with more and more people, which led to the number expanding to a thousand people.

Everyone maintained the defensive formation fighting style and moved slowly. The bigger the target, the harder it was hit. Before, the Warcraft Legion outside the city rushed into the city regardless of life and death. But after Wood's legion was formed, the Warcraft

The attack target was actually changed to them, which made Wood happy for a while. This could also attract the attention of the battle. Then Wood returned to the formation, took out the communication crystal and said:

"Immediately order the defense soldiers in the city. We will attract the attention of the monsters. You will attack from the crack in the city wall. Remember, you cannot go deep. We should work together inside and outside to seize the opportunity."

Then Wood put down the communication crystal and shouted:

"Soldiers! For honor!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Three neat shouts spread throughout the battlefield. At the same time, the soldiers who were scattered on the battlefield heard their roars. The mood that they were about to give up suddenly ignited their passion again. At this time, all the soldiers on the periphery couldn't help but

began to gather in this battle circle, which was also the result Wood wanted.

A few miles outside Windy City, there is blood and corpses everywhere. I don’t know how much time has passed since the war started. In short, people are dying every minute and every second. When Wood moves to the central battlefield, he can always

Stepping on human limbs impressed Wood's state of mind. He finally understood why people were so afraid of the outbreak of beast tides. This was an avoidable tragedy and a disaster caused by the lives of soldiers.

Wood and everyone else were numb, as if waving weapons was just a mechanical action. Everyone on the battlefield had already exhausted their fighting spirit. At this time, they were fighting solely with their own physical strength. This was a battle that they could only persist in but could not

In the retreating battle, death is so close, as if if we just stop to take a breath, we will face the most terrifying death.[

The battle circle kept moving, getting closer and closer to Thrall's battle circle. The two sides seemed to be able to hear the sounds of each other's fighting. This made the numb Wood regain his energy. Wood shouted to the front:

"Sal, are you okay?"

After a long time, there was no reply, and Wood began to feel worried. Just when Wood's worry turned into anxiety, Sal's voice came:

"Boss, my legion is almost dead. These are all level 5 or above monsters. Find a way quickly!"

Hearing Sal's words, Wood felt happy, and then ordered:

"The two armies are converging with all their strength."

"kill!"

After Thrall shouted those words, Wood realized that the battlefield was indeed quite stressful. In previous battles, he could kill several monsters with one strike, but now it was good enough to kill one with one strike. Sometimes he could even kill one.

It is very difficult to fight such a battle when being dodged by a monster. Wherever you can see it, there are figures of monsters and overwhelming magic.

After Wood swung his sword to block several spells in succession, Wood's tiger's mouth began to bleed due to the huge shock. After fighting for so long, his body was finally overloaded. His arms were numb and he had no feeling. However, Thrall's army was right in front of him.

, persistence is hope.

Finally, the two armies converged. If Wood could count the number of people, he would definitely find that the number of people gathered on this battlefield has exceeded 30,000. However, no one has time to calculate how many people are left on their own side. Everyone is attacking habitually.

, continue to fight against the army of Warcraft.

After the two armies began to merge, the large forces began to move towards Windy City. However, the distance between the central battlefield and Windy City was nearly 3 miles. This distance was simply an impossible task under such a dense siege of Warcraft.

After Wood dodged the attack of a monster, he killed it with one move, and then chopped down another monster with his sword. However, the monster in front of him was still invisible, but Wood suddenly sensed something inside the misty forest.

The discovery of powerful magic fluctuations made Wood feel happy for a while, and then Wood yelled:

"Soldiers! Our strong men are fighting level 9 monsters. We are going to win!"

"Victory! For honor!"

The shouts that filled the sky shook everyone's ears, and all the faces of the soldiers on the battlefield were filled with joy. Just when everyone's emotions had just reached their peak, another happy event came one after another. At this time, from the Windy City

There was a shocking sound of killing, and the sharp-eyed people saw the scene behind and shouted happily: [

"Reinforcements are coming! Reinforcements from the Empire are coming!"

"Kill!"

At this time, everyone seemed to have forgotten their fatigue, and all the soldiers were extremely excited. The reinforcements had arrived, Fengcheng was defended, and they were not dead. They were still alive! Many people had begun to cry. These were tears of hope. The soldiers were even more excited at this moment.

, everyone's fighting spirit seemed to have reached a certain point. This morale infected everyone, and it seemed to have infected the Warcraft. Under such a huge morale, the Warcraft began to become timid, and they actually began to retreat.

Then a ray of light fell from the sky, shining directly into the center of the human battle circle, and then spread, immediately filling the entire human battlefield. The auspicious light shone on everyone, and all the tired people suddenly became energetic. This is the priest's advanced magic.

, divine grace comes and instantly restores all human physical strength, fighting spirit, magic power, and vitality. This is one of the most magical magics on the battlefield.

Then everyone went crazy as if they were desperate for their lives. They slashed at the monsters around them frantically, and immediately the human legion began to counterattack in force.

Wood sat down on the ground and gasped heavily. For some reason, when this beam of light shone on him, Wood felt a force. His body seemed as heavy as several hundred kilograms. Wood's eyes became heavier and heavier.

He knew that he couldn't sleep, but his will seemed not to obey his control. Slowly, his vision became blurry, the figure in his vision turned into darkness, and there was no sound around him. However, before entering coma, Wood took out the communication crystal and said:

"Help me!"

Wood then collapsed and fell unconscious.

Hazy, Wood's consciousness appeared on the battlefield. He waved his weapon and hacked to death the overwhelming enemies, one knife after another. He felt very tired, but the enemy seemed to be exhausted, and his consciousness could only dominate the consciousness, and kept warning.

You have to continue fighting, kill! Kill the enemy!

One day, two days, three days passed in the conscious world... Even Wood didn't know how long the sun rose and set. Every second of Wood's life was spent in killing. Slowly, Wood got tired of it and began to hate it.

He wanted to kill someone, but the other party didn't seem to let him go. Wood began to hide and run away, as if there was a lot of fighting spirit in his body to support him.

Day after day, Wood also began to think about this problem. This must be a dream, otherwise he would not be so tireless. Slowly, Wood began to think about where this dream came from and why he wanted to kill. Wood stopped resisting.

Close your eyes and stand like a rock standing against the sky and the earth. The sound of rushing and killing from the opposite side is endless. The sound is getting closer and closer. Wood holds the sword tightly. This is a dream, they are an illusion, all of this is an illusion!

Wood had already felt the sound of the opponent's weapon being swung down, but Wood did not move. He thought this was a dream, and illusions could not hurt people. It was indeed true. The cracking sound of the weapon stopped in front of Wood, and the attack did not cause any damage.

It hurts, but the noise in my ears is still there. Have you not woken up from the dream?

No, Wood suddenly felt that he was moving, and someone was carrying him. Thinking of this, Wood hurriedly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a vast sky, surrounded by the broken and chaotic battlefield of Wind City. The person carrying him was him.

partners, Thrall and Stone Dragon.

Wood said hurriedly:

"Stop! Wait! How long have I been unconscious?"

Suddenly a group of people gathered around, including Laura, Paul and others. They all asked with concern what was wrong with Wood. How could Wood be in the mood to answer these questions? He hurriedly asked:

"How's the battle going?"


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