Chapter 274: Alienated Soldiers of the United Roman Empire

I have led the army to fight for many years, killed countless people, and was ordered by the king to cut down mountains and destroy temples. I have seen countless monsters and killed countless ghosts, but I have never been so shocked.

It is a thing that is like a demon but not a demon, a thing that is like a beast but not a beast, and a thing that is like a human but not a human.

They thirst for blood, enjoy the ultimate depravity, and are in agony and madness when they return to peace.

They are slaves who pursue self-destruction, souls that are prosperous to filthy, and zombies that have lost their meaning.

If there is only one of this thing, it is a rare thing.

Ten, the collections of dignitaries.

Hundreds, small disasters that must be eliminated.

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands——

So the army of the living dead wearing armor, driven by desire and reason, stood in front of me.

At this time, I was shocked to find that it was a natural disaster.

It must not be allowed to spread, a disaster for mankind.

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Determined killing intent boiled.

Shuoyue had never experienced such intense emotions from his spiritual base. That famous general had always been synonymous with not showing his emotions. In the ever-changing battle situation, only the indomitable spirit could stand out.

However, at this moment.

The ice that had never melted for ages ignited a bone-chilling cold flame.

"Line up and meet the enemy!"

The blood evil swept like a storm, turning into swords, spears, and halberds to stand at the forefront, and the more than a hundred soldiers under Shuoyue's command also cheered up, withstood the desperate situation brought by the death gate, each holding their weapons, and looking at the monsters in front with firm eyes.

Yes, monsters——

Even if they were wearing the uniforms of the Roman United Empire, the faces of those swarming humanoids could no longer find the brilliance of human wisdom, but only the unconscious groaning of beasts and the instinct to rush forward.

The dirty blood melted their eyeballs, and the jagged scales clung to the bones, piercing the flesh and blood, and growing broken tentacles.

They were not the followers of the Old Ones, but their existence was even more despicable and lowly. They were completely pitiful ants that had lost their nobility and were still struggling in the mud.

What kind of seasoning should be added to boil humans into this state?

Addicted to the pleasure of killing, let such feelings fill their limbs.

Enjoying the pain of living beings, then wantonly using everything to kill and plunder.

Falling into the desire of darkness, then kneeling in front of desire and giving up thinking.

In the desperate situation of the Death Gate, the army of Shuoyue encountered thousands of such terrifying enemies. No one knew what the United Empire Army had experienced. They only knew that these monsters were enemies at this moment, and they had to be trampled in order to survive.

With a low roar, the monsters rushed forward. The water, fire, wind and thunder in the Bagua formation had no effect on them. They only destroyed their clothes and exposed their heterogeneous bodies.

Breaking through the Bagua formation's attack that did not distinguish between enemies and friends, the cold blood evil turned into a myriad of weapons and rushed forward, stabbing fiercely into their bodies.

What made Shuoyue secretly relieved was that the blood evil took effect. The enemy who rushed to the front gave a last cry unwillingly, and then turned into ashes, without leaving any corpse.

But the dark tide of "beasts" would not stop because of death. The enemies who had lost their minds continued to fight, and soon fed the blood evil weapons with their lives, and then finally howled and fought hand-to-hand with Shuoyue's soldiers.

The people in the front row began to fight, but the enemies in the back row were not so lucky-the giant terracotta warriors carved like blood-colored gems stood up, waving the halberd in their hands, and smashed from bottom to top with a blow that shook the sky and the earth!

Amid a rumbling sound that was more violent than thunder and lightning, the white-haired commander's robe fluttered, and he spoke calmly:

"Don't fight too long, hurry up and move."

No matter how fierce his murderous intention was, he would not fight the enemy in such an environment.

Moreover, the Eight Formations of Stone Soldiers separated them from the main force, and it was still unknown whether a team of only a few hundred people could defeat these monsters.

Just look at the tragic scene of the confrontation-

The spear stabbed out and pierced into the enemy's body, but it did not bring a trace of blood. The soldiers of the United Empire did not even make a sound, but stared at the heart of the spearman with fanatical eyes, dropped the long object in his hand that was in the way, and the bow hand became a claw, with sharp scales sticking out from between the claws, and rushed forward suddenly, knocking the shield-bearing soldier away, knocking the spearman down, tearing open his chest, and lowering his head.

He gnawed at his still beating heart.

Of course, there were also shield soldiers who managed to block the enemy's attack. The soldiers behind them fought hard. After the injuries accumulated to a certain extent, the monster-like enemies had to fall down, but they were still twitching unconsciously. Tentacles suddenly bloomed behind them. If they didn't have time to evacuate, they would be dragged over and become blood and flesh food.

There was a throbbing feeling in the spirit base. Shuoyue knew that it was the soldiers' souls wailing, protesting to the commander who suppressed their fear.

If this goes on, even the top spirit base can't suppress the soldiers' rout, and once that happens, it is the general's dereliction of duty.

It is necessary to escape before this.

So, Shuoyue no longer cares about the storage of blood evil. The terracotta warriors behind him waved halberds to clear the road ahead. As he raised his right hand, more blood-colored terracotta warriors and horses that were as tall as people took shape. Feng Yong stepped forward and joined the battle, fighting against the enemy on behalf of the flesh-and-blood soldiers, tearing the enemy's body expressionlessly and crushing their heads until they could no longer move.

The imperial soldiers were stunned, but they followed Shuoyue's orders unconsciously and ran towards the gate of death.

All the way north, breaking through the hell or Hades, knocking open the towering and heavy mountains, filling up the surging and roaring rivers, smashing the thunder, breaking the fire that fell like rain, in the ever-changing formations, the soldiers ran without thinking, until only the bizarre abstract paintings were left in their eyes, and only the commander's calm and plain shouts were left in their ears.

The innate Bagua, which contains the heaven and earth, the universe and the yin and yang, has never been as simple as a formation, but a world, a whole world.

The gate of life is in the northeast, which is an undisguised fact, but under the control of the leader, where is the east and west, and where is the north and south?

Falling into this small world, from now on, you will be slaughtered by Zhuge Liang. If Kong Ming had not led the army to retreat and failed to control it personally, Lu Xun would definitely not be able to get out of this formation.

However, it is so difficult to evolve a small world with formations. The white-haired commander always calmly judges the timing. The blood evil behind him never stops attacking, tirelessly knocking on the invisible magic barrier around him, hitting out stain-like barriers.

At the moment when the formation operation was sluggish, Shuoyue exhaled and spoke, and the blood evil rose up in the sky, shaking the formation diagram like a meteorite from bottom to top, and then rolled up the soldiers behind him, turned into blood light and rushed out of the life gate without time to turn back, and disappeared.

At that moment, a young man who closed his eyes in the distance suddenly opened his mouth and vomited large mouthfuls of blood, and the formation plate that evolved the world on the table was instantly broken.

The Eight Stone Soldiers Formation was broken.

But before he fainted, there was a relieved smile on the young man's face.

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On the wilderness, the soldiers who had escaped by chance under the protection of the New Moon looked around in horror, only to see the stone pillars that turned into powder and slowly dissipated, and the large army that had arrived behind them and was standing still. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, and their backs were soaked with sweat.

Counting the number of people, there were hundreds of light cavalry in front of the formation, but now there are only a few dozen people.

If it weren't for the protection of the New Moon Blood Evil, I'm afraid no one would have been able to get out.

And the white-haired general who had made great contributions, was alone, looking at the looming fortress in the distance, thinking.

"Rosario."

"Here!" Rosario, who was ordered to guard the rear and was not trapped, was full of energy and rode forward.

"According to the original plan, we will head towards the destination and set up a base. I will go out alone to investigate."

"Commander, this...!" Rosario subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he glanced at his compatriots lying on the ground, nine out of ten of them were dead, and their faces were mixed with fear after surviving the disaster, he was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

Just like that, one man and one horse, they once again took steps forward.