It is never too late to avenge your parents in ten years; it is never too late to take revenge for your wife; you can tolerate shit and hold back urine, but when it comes to the interests that are the foundation of your life, you will definitely not give in an inch, and every inch of land must be fought for.
The eight leaders led their troops to attack with all their strength. It was not a test, but a decisive battle. Once they took action, they would fight to the death. If they couldn't win with all their strength, they would probably have to live in disgrace for the rest of the day, and life would be worse than death.
"Destroy everything along the way!"
With strength in numbers and having learned lessons from the past, the eight leaders issued a scorched-earth policy. The eight monster armies formed a one-third ring of eight-arrow encirclement and launched attacks at the same time. The monsters originally had no armor or weapons, but the eight monsters
Among the human masters, three of them have supernatural powers: soldiers, armor, and chariots. Therefore, the members of these eight monster armies all wore golden armor, held golden weapons, and drove golden chariots.
The latest elite attack troops dispatched by the 33 masters have already entered the depths of the thorny forest. Therefore, the golden army of the eight masters did not encounter any artificial resistance and entered the forest very smoothly.
"Chariot crush!"
At the sound of the order, the golden chariot equipped with a shark-tooth blade in front rumbled forward like a rolling mill.
The ground here has been polluted by the energy waves arranged by Luo Lingfang. Not only does it lose the color of gold, the ground is also extremely uneven, with high and low heights and raised hard stones everywhere. After the golden chariot enters this terrain, the vehicle
The golden light covering the outside of the body has obviously weakened a lot. This is the appearance of losing the geographical advantage. The real loss is that on this kind of terrain, the golden chariot cannot get energy supply from the earth, and the energy consumption of the chariot itself is doubled.
Increase.
But no matter what, these chariots with four wheels that are over one meter in diameter and over one foot in width have a relatively good crushing ability. Although they are not made of real gold, the material weight is by no means inferior to the same amount of gold, just like
The river bed-like terrain covered with rocks was forced by them to carve out smooth lanes. In horizontal rows and vertical columns, more than two thousand golden chariots for twelve people were laid out, which was indeed impressive.
Grand and majestic.
"Let me, my lord, come and cheer for the army!" One of the eight lords has the power to control the wind. Their spells are like gods, free and elegant, they can lift with ease, wave their sleeves, and the wind will help them, no matter what.
Whether it is a chariot or an army advancing in a row behind the chariot, it feels like they are riding on the wind.
Unfortunately, this good feeling came to an abrupt end soon, and the golden chariot encountered the first trouble, the quagmire.
It has a black and gray color, a faint smell of decay mixed with moisture, the surface is stained with water, and there is a dust-like substance deposited underneath, and then there is some kind of algae. This kind of algae is like Nostoc, and looks like threads.
It's a tangled mass, but the surface is smooth and watery, giving it the feeling of a human earthworm, and it looks greasy and a bit disgusting. This seems to be all of the black swamp.
Walking in it, one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on those smooth and elastic algae, for some reason, it always makes people feel hairy...
In fact, many Bayh people are quite curious about one thing, and that is how Luo Ling created such a black and gray quagmire.
The Thorn Jungle stopped expanding after occupying 500 hectares of land. Even Xuanyuan Lieshui, Jessica and the others didn't know whether it was because the evil plant had a controllable range limit or for some other reason. But originally it was related to the Thorn Jungle.
The swamp created simultaneously by the jungle has never stopped expanding. It exceeded the area covered by the thorn jungle more than ten hours ago. Now there is a black swamp area nearly a hundred meters wide. It is not conspicuous at first glance, but the total area is already
There are dozens of hectares, which is not a small amount.
"This is a real swamp of death. At least half of its ingredients come from the enemy's corpses and body fluids."
This statement is recognized by most people in Luo Ling's team. There are too many monsters that have died in the thorn jungle, enough to evenly cover the land with corpses, and there are two layers. However, so far, the thorn jungle has
They are all empty, not to mention corpses, not even a larger bone can be found. Where have they gone? They are here, transformed here, becoming a part of this black marsh.
A wheel with a diameter of one meter can pass through a swamp with an average depth of 50cm. In the eyes of the owners, it is not a big problem. You must know that this kind of chariot has a glorious record of crossing the muddy river from the bottom of the river. If there is not half a wheel, then
Not drizzle yet?
The reality seems to be developing as the owners expected. Although the golden chariot was dirty, it was always running normally, moving all the way inward without any obstruction.
"Crush! Crush! Hahaha!" The owner with the ability to create a chariot laughs loudly. Whenever he sees the chariot he created with the seeding technique galloping on the battlefield, he feels pleasure.
Complete.
The outermost layer of the thorn jungle was originally ordinary thorns that did not have the ability to absorb magic, but as time went by, their texture also changed. The monsters riding in the chariot quickly saw one of the characteristics of this change.
'Steel wire'.
The shark-tooth turning knife on the front of the chariot is very sharp. An ordinary tree can be easily cut into two pieces between its triangular teeth, but the outer layer of thorns seems to be piles of barbed wire placed in vain.
As soon as the chariot is pushed, it first keeps shrinking, shrinking to the extreme, and often breaks somewhere with a bang! Then the clump of thorns is like a steel wire trying to stretch out, shakes away, and then whips
.Because there are so many thorns, when the whipping occurs, it is like a hundred whips dancing, often hitting the fanatical slaves standing on the chariot.
Fanatic slaves wear armor and hold sharp weapons, so they are not too afraid of swinging these thorn strips. The problem is that these thorn strips are actually rich in juice, and when they swing them, they often bring out handfuls of liquid, which makes many fanatic slaves
My whole body was stained with this honey-like sticky and slightly yellow translucent liquid.
"Filthy and disgusting! The powers and items used by these energy thieves are evil!" One of the owners said with a frown as he looked at the scene in front of him where juice was spilling like a water festival.
The Lords are leading the way with the army this time, floating in the void behind the formation. They can enjoy the many benefits brought by the power of law. The darkness in the city is no different from the day to them. But here it is.
The difference is that the pollution of the land has caused flaws in the originally perfect system. However, the chariots, armors, and weapons are all golden and can be seen clearly. If you go further, it will not be the same. The thorn jungle is like a blackened mass.
The mystery wrapped in fog makes it difficult for the owners to see the true appearance. This is one of the reasons why all the owners who come here are unhappy. There are actually outsiders carving out land for their own use in their city. It is really wanton and rampant.
"I always feel that these flying juices are not just the body fluids of this plant." One owner said with a frown.
"Plants grow rapidly, and liquid nutrients circulate rapidly within them. This is normal." Another disagreed.
"So what if there are some insidious tricks?" Another owner said this. The implication is that tricks are meaningless in the face of overwhelming power. Luo Ling cannot move away and is passively beaten. This is his biggest disadvantage.
While the leaders were talking, something went wrong with the golden chariot in front of them. The reason was very simple. Those thorns that were straight, hard, tough, and tough, after being broken into a pile of branches, twisted
It got into the wheel of the chariot and measured a large amount. It was like a bundle of ropes, filling the gaps between the axle and the wheel, and holding it tightly.
Less than a minute after the first golden chariot was stuck, the total number of stuck chariots exceeded 100. In less than five minutes after that, the advancing chariot convoy was blocked due to too many stuck chariots.
It slowly stopped.
"Damn plants, the pulling power is really unbelievable!" the owner of the Creation Chariot cursed bitterly.
Several other owners were also surprised. After all, the eight of them had cooperated more than once. They knew how powerful the golden chariot was. If it was stuck by plants, it could only be said that these plants were really evil.
Plop! Plop! The fanatical slaves on the chariot jumped out one after another and used their weapons to chop off the entangled thorns. The thorns were like wire ropes. It was very difficult to cut them directly, so the fanatical slaves used some big axes and the like with larger
The cross-section weapon is placed underneath, and then chopped with a long-handled sword.
Tsk tsk...oh! oh!
This is not the sound of chopping thorns, but the screams of fanatical slaves. After the souls and bodies are reunited, although their bodies have characteristics similar to immortality, after all, they are only similar, not equal, and there is still something to make them.
They clearly feel the pain.
The sap of thorns is one of them.
The simple juice is okay, but when it meets the water in the black swamp, it immediately reacts violently and turns into a very corrosive substance. The armor on the fanatical slave is like marble under strong hydrochloric acid, boiling.
The smoke then corrodes quickly and deeply, beginning to act on the body of the fanatical slave, while sending a strong stimulus signal to the soul.
If the die-hard loyalty to the Bayh people is a long-term and continuous religious fanatic dream, this stimulus signal is a bucket of water lifted from the glacial lake in the middle of winter when the snow falls. Even if you fall into the dream again
It will be inevitable, but at this moment, through this sting, I will think of as many memories as possible besides fanatical worship, relatives, lovers, friendships, ideals... Therefore, this cry that looks like pain is not so much because of pain.
, or rather, it was because of the sudden awakening and sudden awakening after a long sleep that these fanatical slaves were at a loss as to what to do, so they howled unconsciously.
"The nature of any force is irreversible. You may be able to bind it with another extremely powerful force and means, but from the root, it is still unchangeable. If it can be changed, it is not 'real'
." Luo Ling once discussed this issue with Xuanyuan Mingyue and Murong Feixue. Its core points directly to the relationship between life and energy. Luo Ling clearly pointed out that from the root, apart from the creator, energy and force
The essence is unchangeable, and any existence can only be relied upon, not completely reversed, to do whatever you want.
Based on this, although Luo Ling has the power of the soul attribute, he never expects to use strong pressure to control it for a long time, like those evil spirits, like the demon souls of the hunter corps being created, all
They are all guidance and inducement, plus a deadline to give them the expectation of freedom and make them compromise.
Luo Ling discovered that this was not the case for the Bayh people's use of slaves. The method they chose was relatively simple but crude. They deleted marks, fell into dreams, and achieved fanaticism. The Bayh people's fanatical followers were all born through this process, at least in Asura City.
That's right.
So Luo Ling planned to give these arrogant forerunners a warning very early on. Finally, this goal was achieved through Demonic Plant 3.0. Luo Ling did not try to seize control of the slaves from the Bayh people.
, nor did he force any theory or information into the minds of the fanatical slaves, he just made the fanatical slaves 'wake up'.
Facts have proved that governing by doing nothing is a clever method when used in the right place. The awakened slaves almost instinctively developed a deep-seated hatred for the master who had been driving and blinding them for a long time. They did a very interesting thing.
, cut off the thorn branches, and then artificially throw the juice onto other fanatical slaves.
"What kind of evil is at work?" Several owners noticed the commotion ahead, and at the same time they also noticed that the slaves were out of control.
Whew! The bodies of those fanatical slaves who 'wake up' were covered with hoarfrost just by taking a breath.
This is a master's ability "Frost Mist", which allows him to freely control these two weather phenomena in a large area.
Click! The lightning fell immediately. Although each one was slender, due to its large number, the effect of a large water curtain falling from the sky was quite shocking. The entire space lit up several degrees at that moment, and the surroundings of the lightning
It's so bright that you have to squint to see.
The master was really merciless when killing his slaves. Thunder struck three times in a row, and more than a thousand frost-covered slaves were chopped into charcoal. Other fanatical slaves turned a blind eye to this and died for the master, no matter what the way of death was.
It's an honor for them.
However, the frost-white mark cannot be completely omitted. The main reason is that the connection between the master and the slaves is far less close than that between the true god and the believers. Therefore, a small number of awakened fanatical slaves still escaped this disaster.
, they do not lack brains, they become cautious, their actions are no different from other fanatics, but they make small moves in private.
The masters also know where the weaknesses of their control system over their slaves lie, and they know that similar situations will happen again without any measures. No words or thoughts are needed, a simple discussion has been completed between them, and one
The leader flew to the front, the light in his third eye flashed, and his superpower was activated. His superpower is to control ice and snow, and the maximum radius it can affect exceeds a kilometer. Heavy snow falls, and the swamp starts from a certain limit.
The water surface turned white and froze, and the speed was very fast.
At this moment, several fanatical slaves in the front line suddenly turned around and threw the golden spears in their hands at the master. If they were at the fourth level of strength, prepared and angry, the power of these weapons was actually quite incredible.
The golden rainbow flashed, and the piercing whistle seemed particularly sad.
The owner had already taken precautions. He swayed slightly and dodged the projections of several spears. At the same time, the third eye on his forehead flashed with light. Several sober people had formed ice sculptures. A little further away,
Bang bang... they were all smashed into slag. In this Asura City where most of the restrictions on the Baihe people have failed, the master is a god-like existence in some aspects. It is not an exaggeration to call him an evil god.
Bang! A dull gunshot sounded at this moment.
sand…
A bullet shot from the depths of the thorny jungle was stopped in front of the owner with the power of frost. The gorgeous moment was only captured by a limited number of people.
Ping! The bullet burst out, the light mist dispersed, forming a large handful in an instant, and it had the stench of feces.
"Haha..." Unbridled laughter could be heard faintly from the depths of the thorny jungle.
The owner was not able to completely avoid the light mist, and was somewhat contaminated by the stench and laughter, which caused his angry forehead and temples to stretch with veins, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and a ferocious expression as if he wanted to eat people.
"How is the situation?" Several other owners of the raiding array sent greetings with their thoughts. Although the owners were intrigued by each other, most of them existed in the form of a team in order to obtain better benefits. 'Ice and Snow' is theirs.
He is a very important member of the group. For the sake of profit, their concern is quite sincere.
"I was humiliated by the descendants of the slaves of the lower races!" This master was quite upright.
In just a short time, the icy cleansing effect of the swamp has completely faded.
"Energy-devouring! This swamp actually has such characteristics!" Although the master who controlled the ice and snow discovered this situation, he used his superpower again but did not stop. The snow fell again, passing on the frozen cold, and the surface of the swamp became frozen again.
The ice soon spread to 30 meters in the thorn jungle.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, under the command of the master, the fanatical slaves waved their weapons and chopped the thorns entangled with the golden chariot with all their strength. The frozen thorns were indeed good.