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A group of monsters who had just been in a rage, ready to go on a killing spree, wanton destruction or large chunks of Erdo, and feasted on flesh and blood, soon fell into a situation of collective blindness and madness.

Camp Rog had always been surrounded by a layer of mist, something the monsters had known for a long time, knowing that this was a sign of a new type of magical enchantment. As for the power of the enchantment, it doesn't seem too unusual. These days, the Hell side has been driving the Blood Eagle and Plague Worms that have broken into Rog's camp, except for a few who have disappeared, and most of them have only turned back after inexplicably wandering in the thick fog. It seems that this type of enchantment is not very lethal, but only has the function of confusing the intruder's sense of direction. As for the monsters with the ability to teleport, they will not be able to accurately locate the spatial coordinates due to this confusion, and they will not be able to teleport directly to the Rog camp.

For monsters who are vicious and perverse by nature, this function alone is undoubtedly not enough to deter them. But when they fell headlong into the fog, they found that the situation was not what they had imagined.

Many flying monsters or small, agile monsters appear to themselves head-on and break into the boundless sand, unable to reach the sky or the earth. Everywhere you can only see a piece of flying sand and stones, as long as there is a mouth, there are countless sand and stones poured into the mouth, ears and nose, only to blow them dizzy, rolling everywhere, unable to stand firm or fly normally. The boundless yellow sand, the howling wind of ghosts and wolves, and the suffocating smell of earth completely blinded the sight, hearing, and smell of the intruding monsters. What's even more terrifying is that from time to time, these winds and sands will appear without warning and will appear to the extreme of the extreme vortex whirlwind, and the grains of flying sand will be like swords and axes, and a monster will be bloodied on the spot as soon as it arrives. He was even strangled to minced meat on the spot......

Since the corpses of the dead monsters were quickly covered in the sand, none of the monsters noticed that most of the injuries on their bodies were caused by human swords. Of course. With the IQ of most monsters, even if they notice, most of them will not be able to judge any valuable information.

Many of them, such as the Giant Beast, the Great Sheep Man, the burly and sturdy 6-Element Monsters, and the Fire-type Monsters, were inexplicably trapped in the polar ice ocean. Before they could come out of their bone-chilling roofless state. There was already a heart-rending pain in their bodies, as if the sharks lurking in the sea were starting to bite them, or hit some sharp reef. Immediately afterwards, a huge wave like a mountain has been mixed with the emptiness of the iceberg and slammed down, overwhelmingly smashing down, like Mount Tai collapsing, weighing more than a thousand pounds, and bombarding one monster after another with a crushed body and bones. In the sky, I saw the pitch-black clouds constantly rolling and pressing, and the slightest trace of thunder and lightning flickered wildly, and the sound of thunder was endless. Blazing lightning rained down on each monster from time to time.

As for the ice-like monsters, fire-fearing bush monsters, and arthropod walkers, they are painfully found on the extremely hot and dry lava terrain, and the lava flows everywhere, and if you are not careful, they will turn into flying ashes, and the cracked ground will burst into flames from time to time, and the heat waves will hit your face, and the air will distort and steam. The sky was red, the clouds seemed to be burning directly, and from time to time, a rain of fire with strong penetrating power descended from the sky, shooting groups of demons into a thousand holes and flying ashes......

There's a lot of Camp Rog in front of you? Not even a single human. All the monsters faced. It's just that all kinds of boundless and cruel environments that I never even dreamed of, and are even more hellish than hell, have suffered heavy casualties in the midst of struggling!

It stands to reason that formless and qualitative ghosts are the most adaptable to all kinds of extreme environments. All kinds of material factors had very little effect on them, but after tens of thousands of ghosts broke into the Rog camp, they disappeared without a trace in the first place, and there was no effect at all!

Undoubtedly. These monsters had all fallen into Qi Tengyi's pre-arranged formation.

This formation is based on the subtlety of the yin and yang changes of the heavenly and earthly branches. With a variety of sigils that are integrated with each other and mutually reinforcing, they form a system that simulates the changes of heaven and earth. You can use the power of heaven and earth to create a local situation of intense killing, confusion, and confinement in a certain area, and those who enter it first want to escape regardless of east, west, north and south, and then they are either struck into powder by the thunder of the sky, or burned into ashes by the flames, or hooked away by the power of the Yellow Spring, or beaten into bloody mud by the wind and sand like knives and arrows. It is the illusion of the truth, the illusion but the truth, which is by no means comparable to the ordinary illusion array. What's even more ingenious is that the formations arranged by Qi Tengyi can also transfer and guide the intruders to the formation that can best restrain them according to their different characteristics.

This kind of formation can not only borrow the power of heaven and earth, but also borrow manpower, integrating the right time, place and people, so that the Taoist soldiers holding the talisman can advance and retreat freely in the formation, like a fish in water, mobilize and borrow the power of the formation at any time, and then borrow the manpower of the Taoist soldiers to make up for and improve the formation, and wield a greater lethality.

Therefore, although there are people in the formation, these people have completely integrated with the formation environment in terms of image and behavior, and a raging storm that grinds monsters into minced flesh may be a whirlwind slash performed by a barbarian. The ice rocks that fall all over the world are actually the attacks of ice mages or the hammers of paladins. The shark fangs or hideous reefs that lurk in the furious seas are often the claws and swords of assassins. Most of the lightning and flames in the sky are the work of elemental mages, and it may also be the paladin's "Holy Impact Aura" and "Holy Fire Aura". As for the rain of fire from the sky, it was essentially the attack of the Rog archers...... Such a combination of reality and illusion, the power is really incredible!

Theoretically, if the formation is strong enough, reaching the point of ten peerless formations or even nine curved Yellow River formations, even true immortals are enough to trap or even kill in the formation! However, the only flaw is that the preliminary preparation is more labor-intensive, and it is limited to the terrain, so it can only passively set up a formation and wait for someone to break through. If it weren't for the fact that this group of monsters had thrown themselves into the net, it would really be bad for Dali City.

As for the intruding ghosts and zombie skeletons, they are all dealt with by necromancers, with a legendary necromancer in charge, plus the prototype of the otherworldly version of "Xudu", it is not a matter of minutes to clean up these undead spirits? Many of the dead monsters were quickly resurrected by the necromancer and thrown into the killing of their former accomplices, and this time, they were finally able to borrow the power of the formation instead of being subject to the formation.

The battle situation is a qiēshun lì. With the exception of a few unlucky human casualties at the hands of indiscriminate attacking monsters, the battle damage of humans is negligible...... But. Some accidents still arise.

A group of baboon demons fleeing in terror through the hot lava, dodging the dense rain of fire, suddenly and unexpectedly appeared a "person".

A very strange "person"!

Although the existence in front of me has a human form. But it doesn't have the slightest human appearance, it looks like a skeleton with translucent, mutilated (or invisible) skin and internal organs. And this outline looks a little blurry, as if the humanoid body shrouded in heavy shadows are entangled inside and outside, implicated in countless dense translucent "silk threads" - not so much silk threads, but rather some inexplicable, changeable, flexible and constant mysterious trajectories, like a galactic whirlpool that rotates and flows according to some wonderful rhythm, and swells in all directions, outlining the void and making the space ripple and distort......

The figure appears to be badly wounded. In great pain, I saw that it was lying in a curled position, twitching slightly, and even its size was expanding and shrinking unsteadily......

On the near side of this humanoid, there was suddenly a lava crater that was spewing out, and there was a constant rain of fire falling in the air, but this qiē could not hurt it, and it could even be said that it had nothing to do with it. But that doesn't mean it's just an immaterial phantom, in fact it's even strangely more realistic than the surrounding qiē. It's like a real horse standing in front of a group of horses, no matter how realistic the picture is, it can't compare to the real horse, and not a single qiē in the picture can affect the real horse. But the real horse is in a wonderful state of incompleteness and incomplete construction.

Although the situation is a little weird. But these baboon demons, who use smell and intuition more to judge friend and foe than vision, judge the other party as soon as possible - the other party is human, because the other party has human breath and feeling.

Since it's human, it's a target that should be attacked!

The monsters, who had already been driven crazy by the bad situation, immediately jumped and pounced. Even if they die, they will not die until they have enjoyed the blood and pain of humans!

Faced with this situation. The figure only raised its hand slightly, pulling it in the air.

The void that is clearly nothing. But it was pulled with it, starting from the humanoid hand, radiating an undulating trajectory that was obviously concave and convex towards a group of monsters, like a very resilient piece of paper being folded, and then the crease rolled violently over the bodies of a group of monsters.

Subsequently, the monstrous humanoid disappeared completely along with a group of monsters, leaving no trace at all......

"Who?" On the other side, a barbarian who was swinging his axe and slashing wildly along the wind and sand set off by the magic circle was suddenly startled, because in front of him, an extremely strange "skeleton" suddenly appeared! The wind and sand that made all the monsters roll around him all over the ground seemed to have no effect on this "skeleton".

And the strange thing is that this strange "skeleton" appeared in front of him in a grand manner, but several companions who were less than ten meters away from him did not react to it, as if they were completely unable to see it after only a few angles - but the wind and sand of the magic circle obviously did not affect the vision and perception of his own people.

Barbarians don't judge technical activities such as undead breath, anyway, since the other party looks like a skeleton, it is also a skeleton, at most it is a relatively special skeleton. Immediately, the barbarian did not hesitate, but just rounded the axe and slashed straight at the opposite side.

But this split split into the air, the other party obviously did not dodge or move, but its strange sense of existence made it difficult for the barbarian to accurately judge the specific location of the other party, so that this split fell into the void in vain.

When he returned the axe and cut again, there was nothing in front of him, as if the other party had never saved it!

Similar strange situations were not staged in one place, or even in several different places at the same time, but all of them were short-lived, and did not attract much attention from both sides of the melee - the monsters were preoccupied with themselves, and the humans most of them just thought it was a strange undead.

Because it didn't attract much attention, and because the figure was unpredictable and irregular, no one noticed that its appearance became more and more complete as it appeared, no longer looking like a skeleton but more and more like a person......

At the same time that the humans who were armed to the teeth were using the help of the formation to abuse the monsters, several people then pressed the formation, waiting for the minions to pay off the magic traps and tricky characters that might be stored in the zài. The Helllord, who had not yet entered Rog's camp, finally realized that something was wrong!

Due to the illusion effect of Qi Teng's arrangement, he only looked at it from the periphery of Rog's camp. After seeing through a thin layer of mist, I still saw a monster raging. Fires broke out everywhere, houses collapsed, and human beings were slaughtered and mourned. Coupled with certain means, the death aura that permeated the killing of a large number of demons did not spread outward. But after all, the Hell Lords didn't just judge a qiē by their sight, and there were very few wonderful mental fluctuations such as terror and pain from human beings in front of them, which quickly made them wake up.

Most of his subordinates have already invaded the dark forest lord in Rog's camp - the Tree Head Wooden Fist immediately let out a small storm-like howl from the wide mouth and nose, and the surging muscles of the whole body became thicker and thicker perverts, and the violent power flowed wildly in the body. The stubby, sturdy legs slammed into the sacred tree, and as the Sacred Tree shook violently, its mountain-like body soared into the air. With a huge shadow, it fell straight to the entrance of Rog's camp.

The next moment, with a loud earth-shattering sound, the demon's body fell from the sky! Both hands clenched into fists and smashed to the ground! The air was distorted, and circles of terrifying shock ripples visible to the naked eye seeped into the ground layer by layer, and within a radius of half a mile, it was like a drum that had been violently beaten, shaking and trembling. Large swaths of solid ground with trees and rocks were blown away by the unbridled explodes of force, shattering into a cloud of billowing smoke with tens of thousands of tons of rubble. The nearby river exploded into huge waves. The course of the river is twisted and deformed, and the river is almost rerouted. The mountains within a mile were full of cracks, mudslides and mudslides, crashing into the earth like swift waterfalls. stirred up the aftermath of tens of millions of shocks.

With just one blow, the terrain within a radius of half a mile has been completely changed and devastated. Unrecognizable, the aftermath spread at least two miles away. The terrifying power of the Hell Lord can be seen!, however, the Tree Head Wooden Fist also paid a heavy price, and as soon as it landed, it screamed and rolled all over the ground. Everywhere it went, the earth shook violently, and blood and internal organs flowed to the ground - because its huge abdomen had been cut out of an explosive hole that could accommodate a rhinoceros, and all the internal bones in the big hole were eroded, and even the vertebrae behind it could be clearly seen - it was almost transparent!

This blow was delivered at the moment when the body of the wooden fist of the tree was about to land, and there was no room for dodging and turning, and the timing was just right. If it weren't for this blow, the hammering power of the Tree Head Wooden Fist would have been even more terrifying!

"What's the matter, there are legendary archers in Camp Rog's?"

Seeing this, the other monsters were shocked and unspeakable. You must know that among the Hell Lords, in terms of huge strength and thick skin, the Tree Head Wooden Fist is definitely enough to rank in the top ten, but he was beaten half to death by some kind of long-range shot. Legendary archers who don't use the best equipment are not enough to do this!, however, according to the information, Infiniti has already traveled to the Rock Realm with Retsas, and it is impossible for her to appear here.

However, the brutal blow of the wooden fist of the tree head was enough to change the terrain in a small area, and in the end, it was the blind cat that collided with the dead mouse, which just destroyed the formation around the Rog camp, and the local fog dissipated, revealing the real lineup that was disguised.

"Damn, you've been tricked!"

"What a cunning human, Akara has taken refuge in His Majesty, the King of Lies?"

The truth in front of him was nothing less than a resounding slap in the face, and he was stunned by the hell lords who had just woken up from a dream!

The entrance to Camp Rog, with its corner exposed, has been transformed into a flesh mill - a flesh mill for the demons. Bands of paladins and barbarians ran back and forth with dazzling aura and loud battle cries, shredded flesh and bones hung in low, tattered bushes in their path, pools of blood high enough to cover ankles. In a series of loud thuds like the tearing of linen, a battle axe with a handle from a barbarian swirled and tore through the air, sending the air into a halo of ripples in circles. Arrows like black rain stopped and fell with a deadly sound of breaking the air, wantonly spreading bloody rain. The mages who have regained their elemental power under the "Aura of Meditation Aura" are racing their spells like huge waves into every group of monsters that have gathered slightly.

Where is there still the slightest emptiness of defense in the Log camp in front of him? It is clearly a ferocious tiger that has dressed itself in pigskin, and then tore through the camouflage when the jackal comes to the door! The monsters on the Hell side have already killed as many as seventy percent of the whole Rog camp, but in the blink of an eye, they have already been killed, just like a meat bun beating a dog. Gone!

Witnessing this scene, the monsters that were slamming one after another in the rear collectively braked on the spot. The vanguard at the front was almost all rolled into gourds.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the Sinking Demon Lord Bi Su immediately pointed at it. The flames shone brightly, and the Sinking Demons within a radius of 100 meters were strengthened by the flame aura, and then led hundreds of Sinking Magicians to chant the "Meteor Fire Rain" large-scale flame magic.

Although this magic is not a forbidden spell, it combines the power of hundreds of sinking mages and realms, plus the help of lava extracted from the depths of the earth by the sacred tree, this magic is not too far from the forbidden spell, and it is better than moving, and it can be completed in a few seconds.

Although the first wave of monsters that attacked Rog's camp was huge, most of them were only minions of the nature of thunder. Elite classes like the Fallen Mage, Teleporter, and Skeleton Paladin haven't really made it to Rog's camp yet. So if you can knock out the outer magic enchantment of Rog's camp with a large magic, the battle situation may still change!

However, its wishful thinking did not work.

Previously, in order to maintain the illusion of luring the enemy deeper, the ranged attack units of Camp Rog did not attack the monsters outside the camp. Now that the camouflage has been pierced, he naturally has no scruples. Immediately, I saw that all kinds of new gunpowder jet blasting arrows and newly improved magic crystal cannons that had already been preset for targets outside the camp immediately covered a qiē monster gathering point within a radius of two or three miles in a violent storm, and the huge and grand elemental fluctuations exploded like a torrent!

What's even more terrifying is that a series of powerful explosions with few elemental fluctuations to speak of without warning exploded one after another around the monster, as if every air could be detonated at any time like a bursting potion. It blasted all the peripheral monsters into despair and misery, and also made the demonic jungle where the monsters were located directly fall into a large sea of unstoppable fire! This was something that Wang Xia had already arranged, and the thousands of gas elements filled with explosive gases and flammable gases that had been suspended high in the air around Rog's camp began to threaten.

In this way, these peripheral monsters simply did not come up with the large-scale magic that could threaten the defense circle of the Rog camp. The few scattered magic was quickly dissolved and annihilated by the layers of mist raised by the magic circle, and some were even transferred to the heads of the monsters in the array, which did not pose much threat to the Rog camp at all!

"Let's go!" The failure of the attempt directly announced that the last trace of luck of the monsters was broken.

The Blade Demon Lord Lakanihu had already taken advantage of the unpreparedness of the human race. With a group of blade demons and teleportation demons, they suddenly teleported to the already heavily damaged Tree Head Wooden Fist, and first a round of blazing lightning washed the ground and forced back the adventurers who came forward to besiege. The portal then opens, and he is about to teleport out of the doomed battlefield.

The void opens up a group of free blue electric light. A huge portal that could hold the wooden fist of the tree, but the portal had just taken shape, and then it twisted and expanded violently, and the edges were like rubber bands that were taut to the limit, and quickly broke through them, completely dissolving into loose electricity.

Lacanihu froze for a moment, as he saw a human—a human whom Andariel had ordered to snipe, along with the Bloodbird and Gracewald, but still failed. I saw that the other party had appeared beside it at some point, and after glancing at it, he turned to it and continued to move in front of the sacred tree.

Although the human figure is still the same, it has become very strange, I saw that his whole body is between transparent and opaque, and in some places there are faint bones, and it does not look like flesh and blood at all. And there is a halo of different colors that is incompatible with the surrounding environment, if it is far away, it will clearly appear in front of you, but you can't judge its specific location anyway, and everywhere you go, countless mysterious and flexible silk threads spread in all directions.

If Lacanihu was an ACG enthusiast, he might have complained on the spot, "This guy's painting style is obviously different from the whole world" or something like that. However, it was clearly not in the same mood, as the human's "turning towards it" and "moving in front of the sacred tree" were done at the same time. As his figure moved forward, his figure unexpectedly copied the afterimage that would never disappear as he moved. Maybe not the afterimage, because the copied figures were all indistinguishable from the main body, and they had different movements, and the figures closest to it and the Wooden Fist of the Tree had surrounded them. (To be continued......)