Ten days later, the team led by Zhang Yang finally set off again and headed towards the destination, Miracle City. However, after ten days of training, the number of troops behind Zhang Yang shrank by nearly half, leaving only about 500 people.

Unlike before, after the continuous training of life and death, these 500 people have significantly improved their strength. Although the level of improvement is not enough to change the situation of the battle, it is enough to allow them to go further on the road to the Miracle City.

What made these mercenaries feel the most strange is that at some point Mike and his twenty-six brothers followed Zhang Yang in an orderly manner. They wrapped their bodies in a blood-colored cloak. From a distance, they looked like a long blood-colored river flowing slowly. Zhang Yang, who was in the head, was also roaring in blood. The dripping scarlet liquid formed under his feet, supporting Zhang Yang's steps slowly moving forward. A seemingly ordinary step was enough to cross a distance of more than ten meters, but Mike and others followed Zhang Yang, and the distance did not change at all.

Isabella and Xuemang were on both sides of Zhang Yang, and their speed was naturally not slow. However, the large army behind them had to accelerate with all their might in order to barely keep up with the speed of Zhang Yang and others. In this way, this trained team walked quietly on the endless plain. Apart from the heavy footsteps, there was no other sound in the world.

"Mike Bailey, show me the power of the Red Tide Legion." Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the huge gate of hell not far away. At this moment, the blood-colored vortex was rotating fiercely, and monsters of various shapes rushed out of the gate of hell.

“As you wish!”

After Mike Bailey finished speaking, a shrill roar came out of his mouth, and then the twenty-seven blood-colored figures gradually rose in the eyes of the many mercenaries behind him. When they watched closely, they realized that at some point, the blood-colored cloak on their bodies turned into magic foals burning with blood-colored flames, and in the hands of each Red Tide Knight, the spear with a strange shape appeared.

Mike Bailey sat upright on the blood-colored magic horse, and a red mist in his right hand formed. Then he saw a double-headed battle gun appearing in his hand. The battle gun was terrifying five meters long, but the handle was only one meter above it, and both ends were huge golden gun blades, which were constantly sucking bloody flames.

Mike Bailey pointed the double-headed battle gun in his hand in the void, and instantly a surge of blood surged into the sky spread out from the body of the Red Tide Knight behind him.

The blood-colored demon began to speed up slowly, and the huge iron hooves of flames fell like thunder every time. Mike Bailey and the Red Tide Knight behind him were wrapped in blood mist, and only the shining golden armor and twenty-eight golden gun blades rushed towards the army of monsters in the distance like sharp lightning!

For a moment, the world changed color, and the blood-colored fog actually condensed like blood, and a blood-colored craze formed in an instant. The monsters blocking their way forward were overwhelmed, and golden lightning flashes lit up in the sea of ​​blood, and the already surging sea surface was stirred even more boiling!

A silver light lit up in Zhang Yang's eyes. In his eyes, Mike Bailey and the Red Tide Legion had long disappeared, and were replaced by a crazy sea.

"Red Tide, so that's it!"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and led the troops behind him to slowly walk in the direction washed by the red tide.

The sea water retreated, leaving behind broken limbs on the ground. Mike Bailey strode to Zhang Yang, then knelt on one knee and said, "Sir, are you satisfied with the power of Red Tide?"

Zhang Yang smiled and helped Mike Bailey up: "We don't have to salute each other in the future. Since they are your brothers, and I am your brother." Zhang Yang patted Mike Bailey's shoulder vigorously, and then said, "Satisfied, very satisfied."

Not far away, the huge gate of hell was already shattered, with only half of the base left. Around the gate of hell, there was a circle of corpse mountains several meters high. Then Zhang Yang turned around and looked at the five hundred mercenaries who were already stunned at this moment: "Everyone, this is the dark world, this is an abandoned plane. The Lord God wants to kill us, and should we sit and wait for death, or rise up to resist? This right is in your hands."

Zhang Yang suddenly raised his voice, pointing to Mike Bailey and said, "His name is Mike Bailey. He and his brothers chose to resist fate and fight against the Lord God. So they gained new life and gained strength. They called themselves the Red Tide Legion. This is a Dead Sea burying life, and this is a killing legion. And they are your future goals. From today on, Red Tide will not participate in any attacks, and you must rely on your own hands and your own strength to open a road to the Miracle City. If one day your strength meets my standards, then you will be the next Red Tide Knight, the next human who will hold your destiny in your own hands."

"Now, tell me your choice!" Zhang Yang said word by word, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, as if they could penetrate the human soul, "Is it to resist or obey!"

"Resist to the end!" A slightly trembling voice came out of a pretty mercenary. He looked at his companion around him in panic, but the next moment, he was overwhelmed by his companion's fanatical eyes.

"Yes, resist to the end!"

"Let his ** Lord God go to the ghost!"

"I want to survive!"

"Resist to the end! Resist to the end!"

Zhang Yang retracted his gaze with satisfaction, and the momentum of the five hundred mercenaries rose steadily. Zhang Yang said loudly: "Now, let the demons and the main god go to see the ghosts. Our goal is - the City of Miracles!"

Five hundred mercenaries screamed, holding the weapons in their hands rushed towards the next gate of hell like a tide. The Red Tide Legion stood quietly behind Zhang Yang. Looking at the rolling smoke and dust, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Isabella looked at Zhang Yang thoughtfully, and finally couldn't help it. She asked, "Why are you lying?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly: "Where am I lying?"

"With their current strength, they can't live to the city of Miracles at all. What's the difference between this and dying?" Isabella asked.

Zhang Yang looked at the mercenary fighting in the distance, and he sighed softly again: "But we can get five hundred indomitable souls!"

After he finished speaking, he did not intend to get too involved in this issue, so Zhang Yang looked at Mike Bailey and asked, "What about the dozen mercenaries I want you to monitor?"

"Sir, they have left the team and left alone," Mike Bailey said.

Zhang Yang nodded: "Okay, I don't know why, but I always feel that Lei Ming is hidden among them, but he hides his breath so deeply that even my eyes cannot detect it. It's better if I leave, now every power is very important to us. What's more, the power controlled by Lei Ming is definitely not weak!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Yang glanced at Isabella and Xuemang, "The next one is the tough battle."

At this moment, the war in Miracle City became more and more tense. The Gate of Hell began to emerge from the ground frantically. Standing on the iron wall and looking out, the blood-colored vortex was like the eyes of ferocious beasts, and was laughing at Miracle City at this moment.

Due to the emergence of the space monster, all the supply power of the Miracle City was directly cut off, and the number of monsters was endless, especially those low-level monsters, which were countless. Their only function in battle was to consume the energy of human professions and then let the high-level monsters behind them carry out a fatal blow. Although this tactic is simple, it is extremely effective. Humans without any supplies have been forced into a desperate situation.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise that shook the sky, the seventieth iron wall was finally overwhelmed and collapsed. Countless monsters howled happily and roared, heading towards the seventy-first iron wall. Along the way, they stepped on human corpses, sweeping the entire space like locusts.

The human defense line collapsed at once, and a large number of monsters consumed all the energy on the human front line in an instant. In the desperate eyes of humans, they could only watch the monsters waving their sharp claws and rushing forward with bloody mouths.

Suddenly, a red meteor suddenly fell from the top of the Miracle City. The hot air waves exploded in the group of monsters rushing forward. The terrifying power directly cleared out a vacuum area of ​​nearly a hundred meters. This sudden change made the humans present stunned. Even the crazy monsters stopped, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

A tall man wearing heavy red armor slowly stood up. He moved his neck and then straightened the armor deformed by the huge impact force on his legs, then looked at the monsters around him with sharp eyes.

The man smiled contemptuously and looked back at the human being behind him: "I am the war under the great Caesar, one of the four Apocalypse Knights - who are not afraid of death, come with me and kick these disgusting guys back into the dirty hell."

The Red Armored Knight laughed loudly, and a bright red ripples suddenly stirred out of his body. Any monster that touched the ripples suddenly fell to the ground and lost its vitality in an instant. The human beings who came into contact with the ripples seemed to have infinite power in an instant, their eyes were red, and their bodies became thicker.

"kill!"

At some point, there was a red-handed giant sword in the hand of war. The giant sword was covered with terrifying barbs, and a rotating demonic eye was embedded at the hilt of the sword. He shouted softly and rushed into the army of monsters. Behind him were humans with red eyes, and they launched a counterattack against the monsters without fear of life and death. Humans, who were originally weak in physical strength, actually gained the upper hand in the struggle with demons. These humans also gave up all their combat skills and won with brute force.

I saw a young and beautiful secret wizard who actually grabbed a demon in his hand like a barbarian, then blasted out his right fist and directly knocked the opponent's head to pieces. As soon as he killed one, three more heads pounced on him, biting the woman's arm and shoulders hard.

But the woman seemed to have no pain, and there was only endless madness on her beautiful face. She roared, completely ignoring her torn arms, but instead hugged the demon in front of her and bit her body in one bite. She happily drank the monster's blood, and new granulations grew on her broken limb...

Outside the seventy-first iron wall, the positions of humans and monsters seemed to have been exchanged. At this moment, the humans with red eyes were more like unscrupulous demons. They were crazy, bloodthirsty, and seemed to never die. No matter how many wounds they had on their bodies, they would recover instantly after swallowing the demon's flesh and blood.

The Red Armored Knight War is like a sharp blade, like a red blood river, directly dividing the army of monsters into two!

There is only blood between heaven and earth!

On the last iron wall, a man with gray skin stood. His face was thin, his long black hair was dull, quietly attached to his face. He was wearing dull light armor, covered with a faint grey gas, and behind the man was carrying a nearly transparent gray sickle. The blade of the sickle was about two meters, and from a distance it looked like it was broken.

He had a pair of sharp gray eyes, and was quietly looking at the battlefield not far away, the battlefield that dyed half of the sky red.

"Death, what are you looking at?" At this moment, a woman wearing a snow-white secret technique robe appeared behind the black-haired man at some point.

She has snow-white shoulder-length hair, and her pale skin has no luster at all, as if the woman was carved from rocks. Her face is pretty, her almost colorless lips exudes a seductive charm. Her narrow eyes have no pupils, and some are just pale.

"The devil has become more and more presumptuous recently. I don't understand why the Emperor has not ordered us to fight back." Death said lightly, "Plague, as the Emperor's think tank, can you tell me what the Emperor really thinks?"

The woman, known as the plague, sighed: "The power of the Great Emperor is unpredictable, how can we mortals guess?"

Death's eyes remained on the arrogant red: "But, I'm very happy to see Death killing."

"Of course someone will teach him a lesson." After the plague said, his body suddenly became blurred, "Wait quietly, the battle is not far away. By then, there will be enough souls for you to harvest."

A smile finally appeared on Death's face, and the huge translucent sickle behind him suddenly let out a shrill roar, and then Death's figure gradually disappeared.

The blood-colored sword passed through the air with the sound of the whistling wind, bringing up a wreckage. An unusual flush appeared on War's face. He roared excitedly, and the terrifying giant sword kept waving. He enjoyed the feeling of the sword blade cutting the body of the monster, which was like the most beautiful music in the world, which made him intoxicated.

Suddenly, War only felt the giant sword in his hand sinking violently, and the blade stopped in the air and could no longer be cut. The red color in his eyes gradually faded away, and a strange energy came from the giant sword in his hand. This energy was extremely feminine and omnipresent, and it spread along War's arm to his whole body. War felt that the power of his body seemed to be pulled away in an instant. He stared in surprise, and what caught his eye was a white hand, stretching out two fingers to clamp the blade of the giant sword.

"I've had enough fun, it's time to go back."

A hoarse voice sounded in the ears of war. Looking up along the white fingers, I saw a handsome man wearing black light armor standing gracefully not far away, with his black half-length hair neatly combed behind his head, and was smiling at the war.

The man had a pair of painted black eyes. Wherever his eyes went, all the light disappeared in an instant. The man's eyes remained between heaven and earth, like black holes.

"Famine, do you dare to care about my idiots?" War said viciously, but the voice was obviously not confident.

The man called famine smiled and said, "Of course I dare not care about the little business of the War Knights. But as the leader of the Four Apocalypse Knights, I need to remind you that you have violated the bottom line of the Emperor. If you have the ability to bear the Emperor's anger, then just pretend that I didn't say anything."

After Famine said that, he let go of the two fingers with the giant sword, and the surging energy surged into the body of War again. War roared unwillingly, threw the giant sword in his hand out, flew hundreds of meters, pierced through the bodies of countless monsters before finally disappearing. Then War turned around, jumped up and disappeared in the Miracle City.

The crazy humans recovered their minds in an instant. They looked blankly at the army of monsters that had retreated like a tide. Suddenly, a violent cough sounded, and a man who was still holding a monster's broken limb and biting it suddenly started to retching. At this moment, many human professions discovered that their mouths were full of a strong smell of blood, and under their feet, the monster's corpses were piled up like mountains.

"This... is this the 27th iron wall?" A professional who recovered from a brief loss suddenly screamed. The many humans suddenly realized that, without knowing it, they had repelled the attack of the monsters, thus regaining the decline in one fell swoop. But they had never figured out how they had killed here...

In the dome of light, Marivisa and Xingchen stood side by side, and in front of them was a panoramic map of the dark world. With the support of the golden Holy Spirit, the map came to life.

On the map, there is the most brilliant golden area, and at this moment, a series of scarlet lines are moving towards this golden area.

"How long will they fall into the trap of the Lord God?" Xingchen asked lightly, with endless coldness in his tone.

Marivisa smiled and said, "At most ten days, we should be able to collect enough souls in ten days."

"Ten days!" The stars looked extremely handsome under the golden light at this moment, "What a long wait..." (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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