Looking at the pale face covered with blood in the ground, which was covered with blood and was covered with blood, Wang Yao felt like someone was holding a steel knife and digging hard on his chest. Finally, he found his heart in a blur of blood and crushed it...

That kind of pain is no less than being cut by someone's flesh and bones, but even so, Wang Yao's expression has not changed from beginning to end.

An unprecedented white hole surpassed the pain, ruthlessly swallowed and crushed all his cognition and feelings.

Even looking down at the familiar face of the magic female soldier lying at her feet, Wang Yao suddenly felt strange for no reason!

...Who is she here?

Why did he fight to this day?

As if his spirit was in a state of chaos, Wang Yao stared at the ground in a daze, and looked at the girl at her feet carefully. Finally, he slowly collapsed on the ground, like a temptation, gently pushing the girl's cold shoulder with his hand.

The girl remained motionless, silent.

Wang Yao was unwilling to give up, like a lonely wolf wandering in the wilderness. He accidentally encountered a similar corpse, so he went up to sniff and flipped over...

After a while, he realized that the girl was already in a state of "death".

...... "Death"? What is that?

Also, who is she...?

......

"I am the magician of the 17th Squad of the Vikings. You can call me Mao Mao, new recruit, you are late."

"I am 19 years old this year. Don't look at me like this. When I was 16, I followed the captain to fight everywhere."

"Drink some water."

"Maomao saved your life today. After the Wei army retreated, she carried you out of the pile of corpses alone."

"The captain submitted a promotion report to all of us to the senior management of the legion. The centurion of the seventh main force of the upper legion was affiliated with the Centurion, which means that from this moment on, you will be our immediate boss!"

"I heard from Shi Liang that on the social day two days ago, Mao Mao seemed to see the person she had a crush on with a girl, so he was hit a little."

"No, I think we Mao Mao is actually a great beauty!"

"Clever words! If you want to be lazy and get off work early, just say it, don't just talk."

......

When countless memory fragments slowly gathered into vivid images that could no longer be erased, it was as if suddenly exposed to the extremely cold land of wind and snow, Wang Yao's whole body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably!

All died in battle...

Whether it was the troops or the friends who lived together day and night, they were all killed in the enemy's high ground.

The memory, which was both clear and chaotic, was like a poisonous insect, constantly hiking in his mind, and the pain made him desperately start to knock on the ground with his forehead.

Bang!

The severe pain caused by hitting the hard floor was like taking drugs, which accidentally relieved his physical and mental pain.

Bang, bang!

So he fought desperately, like a helpless addict, just wanting to keep asking for that moment of numbness and peace.

Bang bang bang bang!

Because he could not bear the fact that he had already born, and because he didn't want to face such an ending, until the end, the floor was cracked by him and he was unwilling to stop!

"Hey, what is this... this little soldier doing? Is it a pleasure to self-harm?"

The black soldiers watching the Wei Kingdom heard the endless terrifying sound of knocking on the ground, and they all whispered with creepy faces.

“It hurts…”

"...It should be that I can't bear the blow of my companion's death, which has caused my mind to fall on the verge of collapse."

"Is this... possible? Will this soldier be so fragile if he can deal with our hero for so long?"

"Of course it is possible. No matter how strong the will, a person has a spiritual weakness. Once this weakness is touched, he will fall into an abnormal state due to collapse."

Wang Yao didn't hear these. He just kept knocking on the ground desperately, using this to blur the memory and forget the reality. Until the sarcasm that hit the deepest part of his heart suddenly came...

"Ha! This soldier seems to be mentally ill? Just because he died a companion? It's really unconventional!" Lu Bu sneered happily.

It was precisely because of this sound that Wang Yao stopped. He raised his bloody face blankly, began to look around, looking around for the source of the sound.

All the thousands of black soldiers who had contacted Wang Yao's lifeless and empty eyes without blinking all took several steps back in a frightened manner.

What kind of eyes is that!

It seems that I have seen endless hell, with blood flowing, dead, gloomy and empty...

Finally, Wang Yao seemed to have finally found the source of the sound and stared at the three "people" in the distance.

In a daze, the faces of the three people at this moment were like the devil's smile with distorted faces in an abstract painting, looking down on his existence and mocking his weakness...

Wang Yao's thinking had completely stopped, but when he saw these three people, he suddenly felt a sense of hatred from the bottom of his heart that he had never felt before!

A stream of hatred that has forgotten the reason, but it has penetrated into the bone marrow, almost becoming an instinctive hatred!!

"Guy..."

The already numb expression slowly began to become ferocious.

Wang Yao grinned, like a beast tortured by a trap, bared his sharp teeth at the hunters with fierce grim teeth, and his throat frequently squeezed out a terrifying low roar, and his voice sounded almost crazy.

At this moment, Wang Yao could no longer feel any pain, his mind was blank, and there was only a crazy idea: kill him, not... kill them all, drive them away!!

Under this intense obsession that cannot be escaped, the so-called rationality has long been destroyed, leaving only the instinct of killing.

Wang Yao was like a madman, his only remaining right eyeball was floating on the ground, and then he saw the dark golden sword.

Click—

The moment he grabbed the hilt of the sword, it seemed that he was catalyzed by the master's will, and the sword body of the endless battle blade suddenly burst out with a golden light like flame! Then, without pause, Wang Yao's movements were coherent and rushed towards the enemy in the distance with a terrifying momentum!

Ignore the truth and famous saying: Anger without strength is meaningless...

Facing Wang Yao, who had completely lost control and rushed over with his sword, Cao Cao in the distance suddenly sighed inexplicably.

"King of Wei, why are you sighing?" Xiahou Dun asked curiously.

"Isn't it a pity for this situation? Are you really the same as those soldiers said, all of them have no feelings monsters?" Cao Cao sighed to the sky.

Having said that, when Cao Cao retracted his gaze, his expression was already covered in frost and severity!

"But since it cannot be used for me, I cannot leave this little soldier to my opponent!"

After saying that, Cao Cao also raised the giant heavy sword in his hand. In the strong wind, it turned into a scarlet blood shadow and faced the golden light. The first skill he was proud of was the first skill [Domdial Blade].

Bang!!

The dark gold sword and the blood-colored sword collided together, and the powerful invisible power instantly shattered the floor within a radius of ten meters.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the tens of thousands of Wei black soldiers who have been watching have changed their colors. No one would have thought that this Shu soldier who seemed to be mentally ill and could not even perform decent attacks could even block the "skills" of the King of Wei!

This is a scene that is rare in the ages!!

However, perhaps because the distance was too far, no one could see clearly that although Wang Yao resisted Cao Cao at this time, the powerful impact force surging from Cao Cao's blood sword instantly damaged his internal organs, causing all his facial features and orifices to flow out of blood in a moment.

Cao Cao's "Domphetesy Blade" is divided into three slashes, and this first sword is as heavy as a tremendous amount!

But even so, Wang Yao still did not take a step back, and even a crazy smile without fear was still on his face!

"There are surprisingly many heroes in King 6. Do you think that with the power of a mere soldier, you can compete with a country?" Wang Yao, who looked at the crazy face with cold eyes and Cao Cao held the sword in one hand, easily blocked Wang Yao's efforts to do his best!

"Hehehe...haha!" Wang Yao opened his eyes wide and grinned with bloody mouth. With the blood on his face, he looked like a hideous demon under the Nine Netherworlds.

Regardless of whether Wang Yao was still aware of autonomy at this time, Cao Cao's face showed a pity for the first time: "Hmph, I've read you wrongly. I thought you were a general with absolute rationality and potential. Unexpectedly, you will be just an ordinary person who will be influenced by secular emotions after all."

After saying that, Cao Cao's expression sank. After shaking Wang Yao with one hand, he directly swung the second slash that was as powerful as ten thousand pounds!

Clang-

The moment the two divine weapons collided again, Wang Yao's original crazy face, obviously suddenly stopped. If we use one sentence to describe Wang Yao's body inside at this time, it would be; it was ragged.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a violent T-shirt and the physical defense added by the Shadow Nobunaga's feet, Wang Yao would have been unable to hold on for a long time and was shattered by Cao Cao's blood evil force!

And this is not the end...

Without any pause, Cao Cao's third slash with the effect of "knocking" arrived as scheduled, and the third sword was more than several times stronger than the previous two swords!

Clang!!

He didn't even have time to react. With Cao Cao's last slash, the overwhelming power rushed towards him like a surging wave, and directly smashed Wang Yao and his sword and flew a hundred meters away!

Swallow-bang!!

With the long trail, Wang Yao's whole body hit the wall on the edge of the high ground, sinking half of the person in. The dust was flying, and stone chips flew everywhere, almost completely defeating Wang Yao's remaining consciousness!

With just three swords, Cao Cao subdued Wang Yao, who had been unable to capture for a long time, without any effort!!

Looking coldly at Wang Yao, who was trapped deep into the high wall a hundred meters away, and was ignorant of life and death, Cao Cao, who had already achieved a suppressive victory, not only flashed blood, but his momentum increased instead of decreasing, and soared several levels again!

Once the person you judges to have value lost the value you can use, he will mercilessly fight. This is Cao Cao's usual style.

The wind stopped.

The world is dead silent!
To be continued...