1010 Battlefield Death God
While Ren Jianfei was struggling to support him outside the city gate, Ye Shuo was arguing with Feng Qiwu on the city tower.
"Give an order quickly and open the city gate to save people! You were the ones who were punished to garrison outside the city, but now you are standing by and watching. Why are you so cold?"
Feng Qiwu glanced at him coldly: "I opened the city gate and let Group A attack come in. Are you responsible?"
"But if he doesn't go, Ren Jianfei will be almost unable to hold on!" Ye Shuo's mind was full of blood from the city. Speaking of which, with Yan Yueque's strength, he could clearly fight quickly and decide quickly, but his current performance seemed to be deliberately delaying. Isn't he just trying to motivate Jicheng to open the door to save people?
"It doesn't matter, I am the undead mage. Even if he is killed by Yan Yueque, I can still refine him into an immortal warrior." Feng Qiwu's tone was so dull that it seemed that he was just analyzing a formula.
"I am also a soul master, but I will never be as sceptical as you!" Ye Shuo roared back angrily.
"If you don't want to open the city gate, I will go down to save him by myself. Anyway, I will not give up on my friends!"
"You mean, are you going to disobey military orders?" Feng Qiwu looked over his gaze with a smile, as if waiting for his words, "Then I tell you, if you die, it is worthless. In this war, you will not become a heroic martyr, and your name will not be engraved with an immortal monument. You will be just a sinner until you die!"
"If you are still alive, you will also be dealt with by military law with him. Maybe then, you will die."
Yan Xuemeng also came up and advised: "Ye Shuo, you have to think clearly that the city gate is closed now. If you go out, if you can't win this battle, no one will save you, and then you may never come back..."
Feng Qiwu said coldly: "Yes, and this is just a virtual game. After returning to reality, everything will be returned to zero. Why bother with the life and death in front of you?"
"Sure enough, you have been mixed with too many personal feelings in the war and are not suitable to be the head coach at all."
"Although this world is virtual, the injuries that everyone has suffered are real! The imprints left in the heart are also real! Whether it is external trauma or the pain of being abandoned by his companions..." Ye Shuo pressed his heart with emotion and felt the frequency of its beating.
Here, their hearts will be beating, they will be hungry, tired, and they will need to eat and sleep. Once injured, they will be painful, bleeding, and the blood will be warm... All of this is clearly the same as the real world. How could he treat this war as a virtual game?
"Indeed, I don't know how to march and fight, but at least I know that as the head coach, the most important thing is that I must not let my companions be injured!"
After saying this, Ye Shuo ignored the obstruction of others and rushed up the city tower and jumped off the city wall!
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Outside the city.
Ren Jianfei fled in a panic, while Yan Yueque, who was standing firmly in the void, threw a spiritual skill at him from time to time. These attacks were not fatal, but they were enough to blow him up all over his body.
Should I open the city gate and risk the city falling, or watch my companions die in battle? This is a cruel test question that Yan Yueque left to Jicheng.
"Tianyue fell into jail!"
Opposite, Yan Yueque raised his hand and a dark energy, like a meteorite falling from the universe, dragging a narrow black arc of light and roaring towards Ren Jianfei.
Ren Jianfei's calf was just shot by the arrows of the group A archers, and now his movements are extremely inflexible. Seeing that he could not dodge this move, he could only struggle to set up a spear. With the urge of spiritual power, it turned into a thousand gun shadows. Protected in front of him and resisted him tightly.
In the erosion of the black light that destroyed everything, the shadows of the spiritual gun disintegrated one after another, and cracks were also melted on the rod of the gun. The heat waves on the face quickly expanded-
"boom!"
In the rolling fire, Ren Jianfei suddenly felt a figure landing beside him, waved his hand to sweep up an energy barrier, and the huge explosion was blocked by this shield. Ren Jianfei only felt a buzzing sound in his ears. In front of him was a large sea of fire. Under the reflection of the sun, every ray of flame was dazzlingly red.
After a while, the aftermath of the explosion finally subsided, and Ren Jianfei vaguely saw that the person standing beside him and trying his best to block a powerful blow for him was Ye Shuo. Moreover, his clothes were also broken into pieces, and his palms emitted a burst of burnt aura, and his shoulders were falling, and he was gasping violently.
The blow failed to work as expected, and Yan Yueque frowned at first. But when he saw the figure standing in the smoke and dust, he once again raised a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, I finally got a helper, is there only one person?"
"What a pity, I'm afraid he can't be your savior, he's just here to bury you..."
Ren Jianfei opened his mouth, stared at Ye Shuo in a daze, and endured the inquiry of the number of reinforcements.
How could this happen... If you say this, Ye Shuo risked his life to be unable to return to the city and came down alone to save him...?
"These two people are very weak, hurry up and solve the problem." Ge Shu Chong also moved forward at this time, and gave Yan Yueque a leisurely wink, "How about one person?"
After he finished speaking, he wanted to pick prey first. But Yan Yueque waved his hand slightly and stopped him.
"You are a killer. The process of killing people should be fast and slow, right?"
Geshu nodded in confusion. Indeed, these killers are basically obedient to their orders. According to the employer's requirements, they are sometimes killed with one knife and neatly. This is also the favorite way for most killers.
Sometimes when they meet a more perverted employer, they don’t know how much hatred they have with the other party. They insist on stabbing enough swords on the target when it is still alive before they can make a fatal blow. They even have to check the body afterwards. If the swords are insufficient, they will not pay the reward.
Because of this, I gradually developed the habit of "torture before killing someone"... Sure enough, I was not born perverted, I was tortured by my employer...
However, killers after becoming famous often have their own personality. In the popular words now, they are "playing big names". At this time, the employer's requirements are no longer limited to them, and they will even have their own set of rules in turn.
In the killer world, the Blood Skeleton, and the Shura brothers have all made a name for themselves. However, after all, they are still not as good as the No. 1 "Soulless Blade"-
It is said that the person does not have a fixed standard when accepting orders, it depends entirely on his mood. If he meets an employer he doesn't like, or someone he doesn't want to kill, even if he pays a sky-high price, he can't buy him and take action once. But when he is in a good mood, even if he just sells him a message, he will let go and take over the task.
When he kills someone, he must only shoot one. If the target does not die under this knife, he will let the other party go. But since he became famous, he has never heard of survivors appearing under his knife.
"Soulless Blade", some people say that he is a soulless person, just a quick knife to kill people. Some people say that with a blade without soul, his sword can even be harvested.
Such a person doesn't seem to be particularly short of money, so why does he become a killer? This is something that Ge Shu Chong has always been confused about.
Moreover, it is said that except for dead people, no one knows the true face of "Soulless Blade". Perhaps in daily life, he also has another simple identity. Maybe he is just a passerby who passes by you, or a runner who serves soup and water in a noodle restaurant. Only when he goes on a mission, he will put on special clothes, hold the knife that no one has seen before, and the cold light that summons hell is revealed in his eyes...
"Then, let's create a feast of death." When Brother Shu Chong was still thinking about his old idol, Yan Yueque had already spoken with a smile.
"First disarm them, then torture them little by little, allowing them to slowly die in endless pain..."
"In this process, it depends on whether Jicheng is willing to open the city gate to save them. But even in the end, they still hold their positions, but the soldiers who see their companions die with their own eyes will definitely collapse. In other words, they will plant a sense of fear of us subconsciously. Then in the future battles, they will never be able to take up swords and guns and can only become slaves kneeling at our feet."
"Breaking the backbone of a group is much more valuable than capturing a city and a land."
When he said this, Yan Yueque's face always had a smile on his face. But the cruelty in his eyes made people feel chilled in his heart.
"You are indeed a natural killer." Ge Shu Chong smiled dryly and gave a thumbs up. If he had the chance, I really hope to see him compete with the "Soulless Blade"...
"Okay, I understand." Then, he nodded, and gently bounced his fingertips on the hilt of the knife in his hand. As the blade rotated, a blood-colored field quickly enveloped the entire battlefield.
"This is called the 'Shura Realm', a world specially prepared for killers. In this range, your perception of both your and your target will be magnified several times. Pain and the pleasure that brings pain can stimulate your desire to kill... Just play slowly inside."
Yan Yueque nodded silently, as if he was quite satisfied with the environment. Then, he also raised his hand to make a seal, and a piece of backlight space was then set up in the blood barrier.
“Tao Realm!”
Then, his figure was like a swimming fish entering the sea, sweeping all the way, and the vast ripples of energy swept across his side like waves.
"Since you can't understand my strength in the top ten battlefields, then I'll be here and let you see it clearly again..."
With white light lingering, Yan Yueque seemed to have endless spiritual power. All kinds of spiritual power that everyone had seen and had never seen before were beaten out by him one after another. Although Ye Shuo and Ren Jianfei joined forces, they were still defeated by him. This battle from the realm, spiritual power reserves, and the spiritual skills they mastered were completely unequal, but the winner had been decided from the beginning.
"Is Yan Yueque so powerful?" Dan Tai Jing murmured to himself in shock among the generals of Group A. To be fair, if he had replaced his moves on the field, he would probably not be able to block any move!
"He is enough to block million elite soldiers!" Lei Jiu also commented seriously.
Front-
Ye Shuo was forced to use the fusion spiritual skills, and several balls of light balls of different colors were hurriedly suppressed by him. He did not care that the spiritual power was leaking wildly because the fusion was not stable, so he hurriedly took off the light ball and threw it towards Yan Yueque.
Ren Jianfei also used his unique spiritual skill "Qiankun Sword". Long swords were suspended behind him, and then they gathered in the middle at the same time, and finally formed a giant sword. The pressure was so overwhelming that it had the power to open mountains and keep the sea.
The two attacks shone with dazzling spiritual light, tearing apart the space at the same time, rushing towards the enemy in front of you.
"Mountains and rivers are defeated!" Yan Yueque turned the spiritual seal, and the phantom of the two huge palms slowly swung out, as if swallowing the eternal mountains and rivers, shaking the past and present. With the banging sound, the attacks of Ye Shuo and the others were completely blocked.
"Destroy!"
In the smoke and dust, a blood-colored beam of light broke through the air, and let the sword fly pierce through the chest, bringing spots of blood.
"Aurora Spear!" Yan Yueque simulated with both hands, and a spear shining with sacred light appeared from mid-air. After being held firmly by him, he threw himself fiercely at the two remaining soldiers on the opposite side.
"Ah, Ren Jianfei!" Ye Shuo didn't know that a new round of enemy attack had arrived. At this time, he was rushing towards Ren Jianfei quickly, checking the injuries pierced by blood on his chest.
"...Do away!" Ye Shuo was facing away from the spear, but from Ren Jianfei's angle, he could see it very clearly. In an anxious manner, he could only push Ye Shuo away suddenly, and the spear that attacked at the speed of sound penetrated his body again. The huge momentum even flew up with him, fell several feet, and was finally nailed to the city wall.
Yan Yueque sneered slightly, raised his hand, and tens of thin needles were straight out, nailing the big acupoints all over Ren Jianfei's body.
These silver needles do not have intuitive lethality, but after stimulating the acupoints, they can reduce blood flow rate and enhance the pain in the human body. This means that it avoids the sudden drop of the life bar caused by excessive bleeding. The other party wants to keep him and torture him slowly, and in this process, expand his pain, making him worse than death...
At Yan Yueque's instructions, a row of archers stepped forward together, arched their bows and arrows. The dense rain of arrows flew towards Ren Jian, who was nailed to the city wall and could not move.
The situation was urgent, and Ye Shuo could only rush forward quickly, spread his arms, and blocked Ren Jianfei.
For a moment, a large number of arrows shot through his body. Under the baptism of this rain of arrows, he was almost shot into a hedgehog.
Blood fell down drop by drop.
"Ye Shuo, why are you so stupid!" Seeing this scene, Ren Jianfei was so crazy, "You can obviously escape, why... why should you stay and save me..."
"What stupid words are you saying... because you are my brother!" Ye Shuo opened his mouth and a lot of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, but he still stared at Ren Jianfei and said word by word, "Even if I can't save you, I will never give up on you!"
"You are here, be a pair of brothers who share the same fate." The demonic sound that evokes death was coldly sounding at the other end.
Yan Yueque's feet were scattered with the red lotus karma fire, behind which was a rising silver hook moon, and the rolling power was like a missionary from hell.
"Today's God of Death on the battlefield is my Yan Yueque!"
Chapter completed!