Chapter 916 Asura Hell

At noon the sun rises high, and the trumpets begin the war.

In the evening, when the sun sets over the Western Mountains, the gold is raised and the troops are withdrawn.

This is the formal etiquette that the Honkai Impact uses when dealing with the official opponents they recognize.

The reason why Xuebo decided to follow the ancient method in this battle was precisely because of the specifications set by Liyu, which introduced scholars as the evolvers of the ancient power, in order to highlight the pride of the Honkai clan and their respect for the ancient ones.

Before I knew it, three days had passed.

Ding ding ding ding.

As the sun set in the west, Ming Jin retreated from behind the Honkai Impact. The battlefield that was full of iron-blooded flames of war one moment became strangely quiet the next moment.

The Honkai Impact members gradually disappeared amidst hearty laughter.

For three days, the Blue Sky Engineering Academy was paying a huge price in casualties every day under the surge of attacks from the Honkai Impact.

Compared to the Honkai Impact's joy in the life-and-death struggle and indifference to the death of the soldiers around them, the emotions of scholars are undoubtedly more delicate.

As more and more people around them died, the scholars were inevitably immersed in grief. After the war, they had to be organized by the commanders to sort out the ruins of the battlefield, clean up the devastation, and send their companions to body buried.

As much as they could, they really couldn't let their companions expose their corpses in the wilderness like the Honkai Impact, and become the rations of wild beasts. This was also related to the fact that scholars respect their teachers and pass on education from generation to generation.

For scholars, this is a torture, but it is also a trial.

Different from the transformation and sublimation of the Honkai Impact during the battle, scholars often gain some mental experience and spiritual growth in the various complex emotions after the war.

On the tower.

The night banquet started again, which was also the summary of the pioneers’ daily battles.

"Tony is dead."

The speaker was the dean of the Blue Sky Engineering Academy, Aesop Jon.

Everyone didn't seem to react much, and they were obviously aware of the situation.

Facing the dwindling number of pioneers at the night banquet, he was undoubtedly in a heavy mood.

In just three days, only ten of the seventeen pioneers were left. This was also a reflection of the scholars on the entire battlefield. More and more scholars were dying.

No one spoke, everyone sat silently.

They didn't know if they could hold on tomorrow. Compared to the number of pioneers here, the number of chiefs and elders on the side of the Honkai Impact was obviously greater, and their combat effectiveness was stronger.

"The Academy of Light of Mystery has fallen."

However, another piece of news from Aesop Jon made everyone present startled, and then they continued to lower their heads and swallow the food on the table as if it was expected.

Woo...

The Balrog Howler raised the wine glass and was about to drink it all in one gulp. He let out a whimper, and the injury that had been suppressed just erupted again. He couldn't help but spit out the dark red blood in his abdomen, and filled the entire wine glass. He looked really embarrassed.

However, among the people present, there were obviously people who were more miserable than him.

For example, Aesochon, the dean of the Blue Sky Engineering Academy who was speaking, not only had one arm completely twisted off, but half of his face and his eyeballs were violently smashed.

An injury of this magnitude will leave a lifelong disability even if it is treated in the future.

"Do not bother me!"

The Balrog Howler looked angry and pushed away the person who wanted to help him.

Everyone at the banquet looked at each other and said nothing more.

They watched silently as the Balrog Howler slowly stood up, limped and left the room lonely.

In contrast, Corleone, who had fought with him against the Honkai Chief, had returned to his room seriously injured and could not even come to attend today's dinner.

After three consecutive days of fighting, it was obvious that he had reached his limit even against the Balrog Howler two on one.

"It's really reached its limit."

A female dean murmured, unable to conceal her pessimism.

"Why……"

I don’t know who is sighing, or if everyone is sighing.

Aesop Jon was also enveloped in pessimism, even more sad than everyone else.

After all, he had experienced the defeat of the Forward War before this, but he told himself all the time that his mission was not to win the war, but to delay it for as long as possible for the academic world, that's all.

If the war is victorious, perhaps future scholars will not remember him or a humble loser, but he only needs to be worthy of his own conscience and the persistence and pride of the scholar in his heart.

"We still have bean soldiers."

Aesop Jon seemed to be encouraging everyone.

He said solemnly: "Five thousand gray bean soldiers and six mutant bean soldiers, we only need to hold on for two more days. This time we will let the low-level scholars who performed outstandingly in this war evacuate first, and let them evacuate to A safe rear area to avoid another complete defeat like last time, and they, who have gone through the most brutal war, will surely become the pride of the new generation in the academic world!"

Two days?

Although it is still a cruel number, at least there is a goal, which is much better than the endless battle full of despair before.

Worthy of being a legendary fighting nation, a member of the Storm Continental Congress.

I believe that after this battle, if the academic community is lucky enough to win and join the so-called Storm Council, all the pioneers here, including the low-level scholars below, will no longer want to engage in hand-to-hand combat with these minotaurs.

In fact.

As everyone here knows, many scholars were even killed by weaker Honkai Impact.

As long as these Honkai Impact are not crushed and killed on the spot, they will burst out with stronger potential again and again in blood and anger, until the scholars can no longer bear it, and then they will kill the scholars, and among them Many people will also die because their transformation and sublimation have failed, their potential has been exhausted, and both parties will perish together.

"Perhaps we should rely on the ban in the city and guard against it for a day. In this case..."

A pioneer was talking when suddenly, Aesop Jon frowned and took out the crystal ball.

After connecting to the crystal ball communication, it turned out to be a senior scholar from the special operations team. The look of horror indicated that someone had broken into the tower.

Um! ?

Before Aesop Qiong had time to react, there was a "zig" sound, and the door of the banquet hall seemed to be suffering from an irresistible force. The next moment, there was a "bang" sound and someone was forcibly pushed open from the outside.

A man with a pale face and a weird smile, walking as if dancing a tango, walked leisurely to the sumptuous dining table under the stunned gaze of everyone, casually tore off a turkey leg, sat down at the empty seat and started to eat it happily.

This man's right eye was slightly blue, and his figure seemed to be starting to get a little out of shape. He looked at the stunned people present, humming and laughing in both righteous and evil ways.

"Why, didn't that guy Lei Luo tell you that I was coming?"

The visitor is none other than a person from Ancient Aurora, Shura Dao!

At this time.

Among the people present, only a few people suddenly thought of something and stood up violently, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy. What followed was a surprise, including Aesop Jon.

"Master Lei Luo will not arrive for another month or so."

Shura Dao casually put the chicken leg bone behind him and wiped his mouth with a napkin. His facial expression collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The word "unhappy" was almost written on his face.

But even such a small move made the scholars who learned about his background and identity extremely nervous.

After all, the pioneers here are still more or less old guys who have been influenced by the residual power of the Holy See in Middle-earth, and they are not yet a complete new generation of scholars.

Aesop Jon hurriedly added: "These Honkai Impact are indeed extremely powerful. Master Lei Luo not only came from afar, but also has to coordinate a part of the academic army, so he has to arrive a little late."

The reason why Lei Luo arrived slower than Shura Dao was not only because he had to coordinate some academic legions, but also the bigger reason was the speed difference between the two.

There is no doubt that the speed of this long-distance flight is far inferior to that of Lei Luo, who has long been accustomed to chasing the stars and the moon, sleeping in the open air, and even breaking into the death storm alone and traveling for hundreds of years.

Upon hearing Aesop Jon's words about the unusually powerful Honkai Impact, Shura Dao's originally collapsed facial expression regained some energy, his eyes lit up slightly, as if he had inadvertently licked the remaining grease on his lips, and it was fleeting. The aura of cruelty made many pioneers present feel as if they were falling into the abyss and looked horrified.

Shura Dao naturally doesn't care about the feelings of these people.

Just as he was about to say something, a group of law enforcers gathered outside the hall, obviously because of the Asura Dao matter.

Shura Dao, who was aware of this, stopped talking and glanced at these people casually.

Suddenly, the law enforcement scholars at the door froze on the spot. They felt that the originally brightly lit hall was suddenly shrouded in blood at this moment, as if they were on the Shura battlefield in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. There were desperate wailing and crying everywhere. Only that The man sitting on the top of the mountain of corpses is lonely and looking at the sunset.

And he will soon become a part of this hell scene!

"Among them is a fifth-level Honkai Impact, the Bloodboiled Chief."

Aesop Jon's high voice once again attracted Shura Dao's attention.

The scholars who were frozen at the door suddenly woke up from the hellish scene. Their faces were extremely pale. After noticing the sign of Aesop Jon's right hand that was almost shaking and broken in his sleeve, they understood and stood in order. Quietly closed the door.

Everyone in the room secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Blood boils..."

Shura Dao kept chewing with his mouth, swallowing saliva and murmuring.

He stood up so suddenly, as if he had come and left in a hurry, and was about to go directly to the blood-boiling chief that Aesop Jon said.

"Please wait!"

As soon as Aesop Jon finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, but there was no time for him to regret it.

His body flew out with a bang and hit the restraint hard. The wound that had just been bandaged was opened again, and blood flowed down the flickering wall of the restraint.

But fortunately, his mind is still clear.

After feeling his neck being lifted up by a huge force, Aesop Jon hurriedly said: "It's etiquette! The Honkai Impact have a very strange war etiquette, so that they can exert stronger power. Fighting power, let you enjoy the real delicious food!”

Shura Dao was startled.

He withdrew his fist that was about to kill him with one blow, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all. He put Aesop Qiong down again, with a serious expression on his face, and asked expectantly: "What etiquette?"

"Every day at twelve o'clock at noon, they will start the battle with the horn. In the evening, before night falls, they will withdraw their troops. During this period, their strength will be greatly improved!"

Of course, what Aesop Jon said was not entirely true.

It's just that from the perspective of scholars, this strange etiquette of the Honkai Impact has really benefited scholars a lot. Otherwise, the situation in the academic world would definitely be much worse than it is now, so he really doesn't want to break this tacit understanding.

When Shura Dao heard this, he opened his big mouth and smiled brightly.

But because the curvature is too exaggerated, it really makes people feel chilly on the back.