Chapter 389: Bitter Battle
"Be careful......
"Ahh
The sound of the reminder came a little late, and a female mercenary was only concerned with fending off the attack in front of her, but she didn't notice that the extremely fast gargoyle flew behind her, and the sharp claws nearly a foot long poked out, splitting the mercenary in half diagonally.
The mercenary fell to the ground, blood streaming and seeping into the ground eerily.
The ground was already covered with esoteric and mysterious lines, emitting a faint and faint light. Moistened by the blood of the mercenary, the lines became more and more distinct.
The mercenary who gave the warning was furious, ignoring the threat of other enemies around him, brandishing the huge heavy sword in his hand and rushing to the gargoyle. Without waiting for the latter to react, he raised his sword and slashed heavily at its body.
Gargoyles' defenses are excellent and tenacious. It seems that the blow that can open the mountain and crack the rock, only opened a terrible wound on its body, and it was not able to cut it in two.
But the enraged mercenary did not let it go, and pursued it closely, stomping on the gargoyle's head, holding the greatsword in both hands, and slamming it into its heart.
With a snort, the troublesome gargoyle finally stopped struggling and died completely.
Its body gradually melted, and along with the dark green disgusting blood, it melted into the ground, allowing the lines of the ground to be nourished a little again.
Such a strange scene, the mercenary with the giant sword in his hand has seen too much along the way, although he knows that there must be a great secret hidden behind it, but he has no time to explore.
Now, there is no need to explore.
With a whoosh, a monster with a single horn, which looked a bit like a unicorn, but was even more hideous, rushed from the front of the oblique front. It was extremely fast, with a rush of wind, and in the blink of an eye it was approaching.
The long-scarred and exhausted greatsword mercenary couldn't dodge at all, and he didn't want to dodge, so he watched as the sharp sharp horn pierced into his chest.
The greatsword mercenary fell, and his eyes were about to close, and he saw that his companions who were still struggling to resist on one side were two fewer than just now.
"I can't believe that we are all going to die here today......"
It didn't take long for the battle to end. This coalition army, which was composed of small and medium-sized mercenary groups and was at the bottom in strength and numbers, was completely wiped out.
All kinds of well-known and unknown monsters tear and devour the corpses on the ground, and then the body completely melts and is absorbed by the earth.
In the shadowy corners of the shadows, there are still a large number of monsters quietly leaving the battlefield in search of other prey.
……
Holding a thick-backed machete, Eusebio used a strong golden fighting spirit to sweep through thousands of armies with one move, instantly sweeping a large area of the monster in front of him.
"The regimental commander is mighty, long live the regimental commander!"
The members of the Dragon Yin Mercenary Regiment cheered loudly in the back, cheering for their leader.
Eusebio raised his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked back and scolded with a smile.
"You bunnies, you're going to play tricks. Don't scream nicely, just cheat and play tricks against these monsters. ”
The mercenaries who opened their mouths and shouted loudly: "Commander, don't wronged people, although the brothers are not as strong as you, the murderous monsters are not ambiguous." Look at this wound on my shoulder, from when I slashed a firefiend. ”
The fire demon in the mercenary's mouth is also a product from the abyss, the body is composed of hot lava, and its strength is very terrifying, which is equivalent to the realm of the Great Perfection of the human silver fighter, and it is only a line away from the golden fighter.
The mercenary was able to slash the monster, and although luck was a big part of the reason, it was enough to be proud, no wonder his tone was full of smug display.
Some people next to him couldn't see his stinky fart appearance, and they dismantled the stage one after another, sarcastically sarcastic.
Eusebio looked at his brothers and looked back with a smile, looking ahead, his eyes hidden with worry and solemnity.
The Dragon Bard Mercenary Regiment has always been united, and the members of the League are like brothers, and the combat effectiveness that erupts, Eusebio believes that it will not be worse than the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment.
But in this dark and dangerous underground ruins, they still have a hard time walking. All kinds of monsters emerge one after another, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the casualties of the members of the group are getting bigger and bigger.
What's even more panicked is that those complex and mysterious lines on the ground seem to be able to suck in people's essence and blood, and they don't know what amazing secrets are hidden behind them.
In order to maintain the morale of the members of the regiment and not collapse in this oppressive environment, Eusebio not only had to take the lead, but also thought of various ways and means to relieve the pressure of his brothers.
But when the road ahead will come to an end, or whether it is a way to live, Eusebio himself feels confused.
Suddenly, after turning a corner, a glowing hole suddenly broke into the eyes of everyone in the Dragon Yin mercenary group.
"Entrance, this is the entrance to the third floor, we have chosen the right one!"
The members of the group cheered loudly and were inexplicably excited.
has been hesitating, guessing, and having no bottom in my heart, and when I saw this hole, I was all thrown out of the clouds.
Finding the only correct way to survive through so many passages is indeed a great morale boost. Eusebio also had a sincere smile on his face, and at the same time raised the thick-backed machete in his hand and pointed forward.
"Brothers, victory lies ahead! Kill these monsters and we'll be able to move on to the next level! ”
"Yes, Captain!"
The mercenaries responded loudly, pneumatic mountains and rivers.
And not far in front of them, dense monsters had already rushed up.
The chaotic war has started again.
……
The leader of the Hurricane Mercenary Regiment stood in front of the glowing hole, his expression blank.
Behind him are six brothers who have followed him from birth to death over the years.
The seven people, including him, are the entire team of the Hurricane Mercenary Group. The rest of the group that had followed him into the ruins had already been wiped out in the previous series of battles.
Syllable!
A palm slapped on his shoulder, and a bitter and vicissitudes of sound sounded in his ears.
"Don't think too much about it, at the very least, we people are still alive. It is not easy to choose the right one among the many identical passages, and finally reach the entrance to the third level after passing the interceptions of countless monsters. Think of the others, who are still wandering around the doomed passages of no end, dealing with the attacks of endless monsters, and slowly dying in despair. In this comparison, we are already considered lucky. ”
The leader of the Hurricane Mercenary Regiment turned his head and saw that it was the leader of the Honorary Mercenary Regiment beside him, as expected. Behind him, there were only seven people left.
It's a little bit better than yourself.
Since they reluctantly followed Escobar's Tomahawk mercenary group, the two leaders had been quite mentally prepared. As expected, the Hurricane Mercenary Regiment, the Honor Mercenary Regiment, and other small and medium-sized mercenary regiments attached to the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment have all become cannon fodder to break through the monsters' obstacles.
The mercenary group where the two leaders belong is already the top existence of the intermediate mercenary group, and they can almost be promoted to a large mercenary group. They had all suffered so badly in the battle with the monsters, and it was completely understandable that none of the other mercenary groups could stand on the edge of this entrance like them.
Just then, Escobar walked over.
"Let's go, useless thing!"
Without even looking at them, he stepped into the entrance.
That look, that disgusted tone, was like treating two useless old dogs.
The leader of the Hurricane Mercenary Regiment looked at the few surviving old brothers around him, thinking about his dead companions, and his anger swelled up, and he almost couldn't help but make a move on Escobar.
The commander of the honorary mercenary regiment was quick to see and hugged him.
"Calm down, calm down, don't be impulsive."
Both knew why Escobar had such an attitude. It's just that the vassal mercenary group suffered heavy casualties, and the more they fought, the fewer they fought, and then they were slowly not up to the task of breaking through. In desperation, the Tomahawk mercenary group, which had been staying safely in the rear, also had to go out in person to fight monsters.
As a result, the members of the Tomahawk mercenary group were also reduced by half in the end.
Obviously, Escobar didn't think they were good at fighting the vanguard, he only felt that they were incompetent, and he had to bother the Tomahawk mercenary group to go out in person, causing him to lose so many men.
One by one, the men of the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment passed in front of them, leaving a disdainful gaze, and then followed their leader.
When the last member of the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment disappeared into the entrance, the Hurricane Mercenary Regiment leader finally calmed down. He stopped struggling and said in a cold voice.
"Let it go, man, I'm fine. After sacrificing so many brothers in the regiment to send a few of us here, even if it is not for myself, I will live well for them. I want to take a closer look at whether certain people will have retribution. ”