Chapter 1417 Waiting for Your Return
The Sphinx finally stopped after knocking down several fat and fat frogs. There were cracks on its fake face. There was no blood, but it was obviously injured. 81????Chinese （1??
"Hoo hoo hoo hoo ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
The Sphinx was separated by seven or eight kilometers and screamed towards Mo Fan's location.
As the Egyptian god of death, the Sphinx is truly one person below ten thousand people. I believe that it has been the strongest existence that has never been provoked for many years. Inviolable, the only solution is to kill each other!
The Sphinx stabilized its body again, and it no longer counts on these trash-like underworld army, let them slaughter, these guys are very excited one by one, and they are all kinds of killing, but when they encounter this kind of slaughter A truly powerful existence, no matter how large the army of the underworld is, it doesn't make much sense. After all, it is necessary for the Sphinx to do it himself!
It's time to show your strength in front of the Underworld God, lest it think that it is getting old.
"What are you yelling, kill him quickly, kill him quickly, can't you work together to deal with this little human!!" Leng Jue stood on the head of the frog, a god of the gods. called.
Leng Jue would never have imagined that a small high-level mage would have such a powerful force hidden in his body, so powerful that his true god would be vulnerable to a single blow, and so powerful that he could compete with this mighty army of the underworld! !
Although Leng Jue knows that Mo Fan is just delaying time here, there are countless powerful underworld creatures coming in the entire Fangba Plain and Khufu Pyramid, but if those people from the North Plains are successfully evacuated to a stronghold , it is even more difficult to gather the huge killing intent and resentment!
The magnificent wall has been delayed for too much time, and most people in the northern plains are evacuated. It is absolutely impossible to let a small mage stop the plan of the underworld to take over the world. With the strength of the army of the underworld, how many demons Mo Fan are useless. ! ! !
The Sphinx heard a fly-like thing calling in his ear, and it turned his face coldly and stared at Lengjue!
"boom!!!"
The Sphinx raised the lion's claw and patted the head of the underworld frog without the slightest pity!
The head of Mingjun Frog was directly beaten into a bloody paste, and Leng Jue was more than half of his bones shattered, and fell into the mud, in a state of embarrassment.
Leng Jue was seriously injured by Mo Fan,
The deadly black smoke released made his vitality even more severely weakened. Sphinx patted it with his claws without a hand, and directly shot Leng Jue about to die tragically in the loess mud...
"Damn... I called you here from Egypt, I called you to the world, you should thank me and worship me!!!" Leng Jue roared wildly.
Whether it is the evil scale pharaoh, the scorpion king Medusa, or the Sphinx, they have never shown the slightest respect for him, the opener, from the beginning to the end. Listening to Leng Jue's instructions, it's just that the frogs of the underworld are more vulnerable in front of the demon Mofan. They move too slowly, and the trackers of the underworld are extremely stupid. All the frogs of the underworld may not be the opponents of the demon Mofan!
After the Sphinx knocked Leng Jue away, its ears became clearer, and a pair of eyes stared at Mo Fan in the distance.
The more wounds on the demon Mo Fan, the more violent the blood of the demon boiled. He didn't waste that time looking at the Sphinx. Take the initiative to kill the Sphinx! !
The Sphinx's golden collision didn't hurt him, so the demon Mo Fan let him taste the Haori Clash! ! !
The whole body was wrapped in thousands of layers of flames, and Mo Fan's whole person had been transformed into a round of the sun galloping on the ground. The majestic and magnificent fire group rushed in front of the Sphinx, and the Sphinx was lifted from the broken high slope. The promenade has returned to Zhenbeiguan Fortress City again! !
The footsteps of the army of the underworld have completely drowned the fortress city of Zhenbeiguan. Here is a sea of undead. With the battle between Sphinx and Mo Fan, it has re-burned here, and I don’t know how many underworld legions have suffered. They are in this kind of supreme. The power of the monarch level fluctuates, and he can't survive even a second...
The underworld creatures who rushed ahead saw their commander Sphinx being beaten back, and their pace slowed down inexplicably. They didn't know whether to go back to support their commander, or continue to step forward. , the city is empty, without the living people they want.
"Hoo hoo hoo hoo ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
The sphinx got up again, his face full of terrifying anger.
When it found that the army of the underworld was inexplicably still, it even roared wildly.
At this time, the torturers and twin bull ghosts at the forefront continued to charge, and continued to fly towards the place where there were people...
More underworld creatures crossed the front of Mo Fan, and the whole way was like a broken bamboo. Yulin City was engulfed by the black tide of undead within an hour.
There are too many troops in the underworld, and it’s okay to pass through Zhenbeiguan. How can Mo Fan deter them with crazy killings. With the defeat of the magnificent wall, more and more places, more than 50 kilometers There are underworld legions on the defense line, like thousands of rivers, Mo Fan is only one person, how to stop it?
Moreover, after crossing this line of defense, the land of the North Plains is so vast, and there are too many creatures in the underworld to contend with. There are ten demon Mofans and a hundred demon Mofans who may not be able to block them all...
The mad flood of heaven and earth is coming, and no matter how solid the embankment of the mountain stream is, it cannot be resisted!
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Looking at the army of undead who had bypassed him, Mo Fan, who was in it, couldn't hide the helplessness no matter how intensely his eyes burned.
At this time, Mo Fan remembered what Principal Zhu said on the first day he became a magician.
The number of demons is a hundred times or a thousand times that of human beings, but mages are a minority among human beings. To defeat the enemy in such a proportion, only by becoming stronger and powerful enough to defeat ten by one, and defeat one hundred by one, One against a thousand...
So how many enemies does it take to stop this pyramid catastrophe?
How strong do you have to be so that you can no longer see corpses everywhere and tears raining down the sky?
Have you done this for half a day? ?
It doesn't seem to be, I hope it's close...
In fact, Mo Fan doesn't know the concept of time at all. When the Sphinx and the Evil Scale Pharaoh are forced to come over at the same time, Mo Fan only has a tense fighting idea in his mind. That half-day time has been completed without him. do not know……
The feeling of exhaustion is about to come up, but the vigorous beating heart is extremely unwilling, and it is still burning hot and mad! !
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Beneath the Abyss, the White Tomb Palace
Even though the sky is full of corpses, the earth is full of blood plasma, everything is disgusting and ugly, and everything is smelly, the white tomb still stands there, not stained by a trace of dust, isolated from the filth, if it weren't for the dead silence and coldness. Straight to the heart, this thousand-year-old tomb seems to be somewhat sacred and pure!
The second time I set foot on this bloody altar, I can still vividly remember the horror of the past. It was when millions of people huddled on a rickety city boat. The storm tide rolled mercilessly, and the city boat and millions of people would sink at any time...
Climbing up the stairs, the black crystal platform was clean and smooth enough to reflect the figure of Zhang Xiaohou. He was covered in dust and ragged clothes. The tiredness of the long journey after a battle just now showed on his face, and even his body was shaking. , will fall at any time.
He came to the Scarlet Throne, his weary eyes staring at the empty black robe.
There is nothing here, there is no breath, Zhang Xiaohou is not even sure that he is sitting there, and even feels that he is here for nothing.
"Chief Instructor!"
Zhang Xiaohou shouted and tried his best.
The black robe did not answer, maybe Zhang Xiaohou called the wrong name, he is not the chief instructor, he is a king.
"Chief Instructor!"
No matter who it is, Zhang Xiaohou doesn't know any king, he only knows that the chief instructor who taught them how to fight, fell in the entire Bo City, and survived under his outdated military robe. Yes, many people left, but many more survived.
"Chief Instructor, I know you're here, you've always been here..." Zhang Xiaohou didn't care whether the robe could be heard or not, he just wanted to do everything he could to say.
Zhang Xiaohou's own voice echoed throughout the bloody altar. Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath. He knew that he was doing something very stupid, but he wanted to believe it once, that their chief instructor was not dead, he was still alive. In this icy black robe! ! !
"From the day I turned eighteen, I joined the army, and I was promoted from soldier to officer under your care. You always scolded me for being stupid, saying that I didn't know how to behave, I didn't know how to be flexible, and I didn't have enough talent. ...I do everything according to your way, and I even have to imitate many of my habits. I fled back to the security barrier of Bo City that day, I was overwhelmed and cried, thinking that this was the end, and I completely lost myself. , until I saw you and your subordinates go to kill the Winged Wolf without hesitation, I found myself, I vowed to become a soldier like you... I didn't know how to become at first, so everything imitated With you." Zhang Xiaohou wiped away the tears that had chapped his cheeks and continued.
"However, no matter how I imitate you, how I get along with you day and night, I still can't become a person like you. Some people are destined to be independent, and some people have innate spirit... So from the very beginning, you Invite Brother Fan to join the army, not me."
"Your eyesight is very good, Brother Fan is really good, and he has the same spirit as you. I imitated everything about you, but I never learned the most important thing. He sneered at your habits, and he didn't at all. Ignore your invitation, but in the end he does the same thing as you... You always introduce me to other old friends, saying that I am your best student, but I understand that Fan is the best student in your heart He told me that one of the things he regrets the most is that he didn't tell you in person that you are the person he admires the most."
When Zhang Xiaohou said this, he no longer cared about how the tears were dripping. He continued to walk forward. The black armor was still empty, as if he had not heard what Zhang Xiaohou said at all.
But Zhang Xiaohou can feel that he is here and can feel that he has to stare!
"We have worked very hard to become stronger, and we will stop at nothing to prevent the tragic regeneration of Bo City, but when the Pyramid of Khufu and the army of the underworld attacked, we still felt powerless and small... Brother Fan is just like you. Fighting hard, no matter how many enemies there are, I can only escape to you..."
At this moment, Zhang Xiaohou, just like he had just escaped into the security barrier of Bo City, was so overwhelmed, he didn't know what to do at all, he could only pin everything on the person in front of him. It was he who carved a path for himself with his military uniform.
"When the army of the underworld engulfed him, I knew that he would not back down. He would fight until the last moment of his life..."
"Please save him!!"
Zhang Xiaohou knelt heavily in front of this empty robe, and slammed heavily on the hard black spar.
He was buried deep and deep. Zhang Xiaohou wanted to do this great gift a long time ago, but unfortunately the chief instructor did not give this opportunity to say goodbye and be grateful.
The black robe sat there, motionless, from Zhang Xiaohou narrating these words, to kneeling here, burying his head in the ground, there was no sign of life at all, he didn't seem to hear it at all, or he didn't Not here, or maybe he has heard and seen it, but he is not Zhankong, and the life and death of strangers have nothing to do with him, the undead emperor.
For a long time, this black robe did not move.
Zhang Xiaohou was numb from his knees, he slowly raised his head, and what he saw was still an empty black armored robe, sitting here for many years in silence.
A trace of despair flashed in Zhang Xiaohou's eyes, but he did not give up.
"Chief instructor, there is an old friend of yours..."
"Everyone told her that you were dead, but she didn't believe it... She said she saw you when the ice shattered."
"She, like us, firmly believes that you are still alive."
Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath and said again.
"She said she would wait for your return, and Brother Fan and I would also wait for your return... Maybe from today, only me and she will continue to wait."
Zhang Xiaohou gave a bitter and ugly smile. After saying this, he bowed again, and then lifted up this extremely tired body and slowly left.