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Eight hundred and eighty-two guard(2/2)

Huozui turned to look at the skeleton.

"Want to test me?"

For a moment, he seemed to understand what the other party meant, twisted his neck, and clenched his fists loudly.

"Then come on!"

The monsters roared and swarmed forward. Huozui opened his stance and fired his two iron fists left and right, constantly knocking away the monsters that were coming towards him.

In front of the monster, Huozui appears extremely powerful and can crush it with one punch.

However, these monsters seemed to be endless. As soon as a group was defeated, new monsters crawled out from the pile of corpses. They were more numerous, bigger, and stronger.

Like an ever-increasing geometric series, the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger.

After a while, the number of reborn monsters became extremely large, surrounding Huozui and launching attacks continuously.

Huozui was exhausted from fighting, and the Gluttonous Lord had consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy. He was already at the end of his strength, and was only supported by a belief.

Gradually, his consciousness blurred, but the fighting never stopped, like a walking corpse.

Fighting seems to be an innate instinct.

Suddenly, he saw a figure holding a big sword from behind.

In the broken world, the horn of destruction has sounded, and countless monsters crawled out of the cracks in the darkness.

The world was about to end, but the warrior did not give up. He still wielded his sword and fought against the swarming monsters.

The armor was broken, there were more and more wounds on the body, the sky was full of cracks, and countless bolides hit the ground, but the warrior still did not give up.

The blood is gone, the flesh and blood are peeled off, revealing the bones, and the soldiers are still fighting.

Until he exhausted his last bit of strength, the warrior killed all the monsters around him. On top of the high pile of corpses, his sword was inserted on the ground to support his body, and he finally closed his eyes.

Huozui fought tenaciously, and the two figures gradually overlapped. In an instant, a huge force burst out from his body.

Upright, pure, vast and majestic!

Awesome spirit!

The kneeling immortal hero slowly raised his head, his eyes burning with green fire.

The next second, the big sword rose from the ground. The sword's edge washed away the lead and bloomed with white light.

"drink!"

A majestic war cry sounded, and the immortal hero held his sword with both hands, turning into a destructive whirlwind and sweeping away the monsters.

More monsters crawled out of the ground again, baring their teeth and claws, and roared violently.

On the high pile of corpses, two figures stood back to back. No matter how many monsters rushed up, they were all killed by the sword.

After an unknown amount of time, the battle finally ended.

At this moment, a pressure came down from above, and a pair of huge scarlet eyes opened and stared at them.

The undead hero looked up at the giant scarlet eyes and let out a thundering war roar. Seeing this, Huozui grabbed the opponent's arm.

"Brother, now is not the time!"

"Walk!"
Chapter completed!
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