Chapter 126: Martyrdom! (Page 1/1)

The situation in the field is very strange now, because even if these ten people have not shown signs of falling down until now, but the people present are all masters, how can they not see that they are now running out of oil and lamps, and it is barely possible to stand.

How are you going to face those ten duck king-level masters next?

Not to mention that they are now crumbling and barely standing upright. According to Xing Jie's familiarity with those Duck Kings, even if these people are at their absolute peak, they are far from being the opponents of those fighting creatures!

Another point is that the secret medicine of the Homilat tribe is very effective, and after taking it, it can stimulate the body's potential 100%.

When the potential is stimulated, how powerful it is still depends on the person.

For example, a special forces soldier and an otaku took the drug at the same time.

The ending is also conceivable, and the otaku will be beaten into a piece of.

In the same way, after taking the medicine, he can fight fiercely for half an hour without dying, this kind of person is simply the elite of the elite.

Shouldn't it be regarded as a treasure by those in power in the military?

At that time, Xing Jie asked Basang how long he could last if he took that kind of medicine. Basan pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth, and then said the number of twenty minutes.

And who is Basan?

The top master of the former Southwest Military Region's special forces brigade, the heart and soul of the commander of the military region, Mr. Liu!

At the beginning, because he had to recover, the angry old man directly smashed his beloved purple clay pot.

But even Basang is far inferior to these fierce generals.

The difference can be imagined.

Will such a fierce warrior be abandoned before the battle?

But in this case, wouldn't it make those soldiers feel cold, and the hearts of the people would be gone?

How will there be a war in the future?

At this time, an old man walked out of the barracks, wearing an extremely gorgeous set of crimson robes, with white hair tied in a bun on the top of his head, without a suit, just a white hosta. And the whole person doesn't look old, his face is full of red light, and he is in good spirits.

This old man's mental outlook is good, but he will definitely not be a super master who will beat ten duck kings as soon as he stretches out his hand.

This dress doesn't look like a military general, a civilian official, and it's unlikely.

The Zhou royal family admired the crimson color, and this color was similar to the bright yellow of later generations. Except for the emperor, whoever wears it will have their head cut off. And it's not about cutting one person, it's about the whole family, young and old, without exception. Even at that time, Zhou Li's dress regulations were not very strict, and nobles, princes, and scholars could have their own crown clothes. But according to the etiquette recorded in "Zhou Li, Chunguan Bozong", that kind of crimson costume, except for the royal family, no one dares to wear it!

People from the royal family?

"Brother Jie, could this old man be Zhou Tianzi?"

"Not really, I don't think that at this time, Zhou Tianzi will be able to run out alone. It's not yet time for king to king, and once those battle creatures kill him, then there is no need for this war. The ancients were not stupid, and they would never do such a thing. But look at this old man as if he was a man of great status, don't you see that everyone is saluting him? Wait, what do you see in his hand?"

Needless to say, Biao Zi and Rahman both had their eyes fixed on the thing in the old man's hand.

It's a familiar thing everybody, and they've seen it not so long ago. That thing is amazing, not only the key, but also the flashlight, and the material itself is also dick.

Xing Jie also has this thing.

Sacrificial Scepter!

It's just that the sacrificial scepter in the old man's hand is only the shape of the core of the tree at this time.

At this time, the sacrificial scepter did not have any special magic except for a slight red fluorescence. However, when this old man took out this thing at this time, he definitely didn't use it as an electric baton, and it must have a role that everyone didn't understand.

I saw him strolling on the battlefield without a frightened look, not caring about the corpses under his feet, and even enjoying the diffuse bloody breath.

A solemn expression, enjoying the bloodshed of the battlefield.

The two seem to be unrelated, but they are perfectly unified in this old man's body.

This old guy is definitely a ruthless man, he has been on the battlefield, he has seen blood, and there is a lot of it!

This was Xing Jie's first feeling.

He had seen this kind of contradictory combination before, and Ge Ye in Jiwen Town back then, and Old Man Zhu, who had gone completely crazy in the D2 desert ruins, was also like this. When they reached their status, they were still on the front line of the killing field, and they were no longer killing the enemy for any merit, but purely to enjoy the great pleasure that death brought him!

After the old man came to the front, Xing Jie was surprised to see that the ten duck king-level battle creatures obviously had some panicked looks on their faces!

It's impossible.

What kind of abilities does that old man have?

Could it be that this old man will actually burst out with the tenth sense of the small universe, and he is an existence like a god?

Damn, is this possible?

Of course it couldn't be, because at this time, the old man didn't do anything earth-shattering, and all he did was to insert the core of the holy tree directly into the ground.

Then, he grabbed a Nomo's corpse on the ground, and with a roar, he directly tore the three- or five-meter-tall corpse in half.

The waterfall-like blood poured directly onto the core of the sacred tree!

One, two, three......

The blood of the battle creatures continued to accumulate at the old man's feet, and at the same time, the core of the sacred tree grew brighter and brighter.

"I'll go! This is a martyrdom! The martyrdom peculiar to the Zhou Dynasty! Whenever there is a moment of decisive battle or a major sacrifice, the Zhou Dynasty will launch human martyrdom or sacrifice! If a person is martyred, the nobles of the enemy must be used, but now it seems that when there is no suitable object, the old man has to use sacrifice! He did not regard the fighting creature as a human at all, and to him, these things in front of him were like animals. ”

Xing Jie didn't dare to blink his eyes, staring desperately at everything that happened on the battlefield.

It was clear that the old man knew how to activate something like the core of the sacred tree.

I don't know how the old man knew, but I know from his skillful methods that the old man had done it more than once or twice.

And what will happen after the core of this holy tree is activated, of course Xing Jie knows.

Looking at the ten white-haired warriors, Xing Jie had a realization in his heart.

Is it a sacred tree in the form of a Sabah tree?

I see.

Do you want to force the gap between the two sides through the increase of the sacred tree?

But in this way, these fierce generals who have been completely stimulated by the secret medicine will once again be completely squeezed out of the last bit of vitality.

After the end of this battle, only death awaits these ten people.

Either die in battle, or completely become a human worker.

Sprouting branches, a bare core turned into a lush sacred tree in just a few breaths.

At this time, although the main body of the sacred tree was extremely young, countless unknown inscriptions flashed on its trunk.

The branches fluttered in the wind, and the whole tree stood proudly in a pool of blood.

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