39. The unmerciful man and the ghost fight bloody
What is war?
For the former teenager, war is just war, two sides attack each other, you kill me, I kill you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
I don't feel anything else.
So, what is the concept of a million people?
People will say a lot of people, but how much is it?
The boy once fought a thousand ghosts alone, and the dense hungry ghosts hit like a frenzy.
A mere 3,000 hungry ghosts is like a frenzy, so what is it like to have a million people?
The boy saw it.
Indescribable horror, an infinite number of brave samurai and onmyoji.
A whole million people! No one is afraid! Not a single person backed back!
The boy is in this army of millions, like a drop of water into the turbulent ocean.
Under this invincible army. The boy felt a sense of humility, a sense of smallness.
Millions of times the spiritual power and internal qi are constantly entangled, condensed, and sublimated.
The infinite power of faith has created a miracle, and this large area of time in the Great Gobi has been forcibly frozen.
From now on, this area is eternal day.
The blood-colored sun is frozen in the twilight, but it never sets.
And what about the opponent of the million-strong God Army, which is so hot that it almost burns?
The boy was not carried away by the frenzied atmosphere, he knew very well what their opponent was.
In fact, the millions of people present know what they are about to face.
“……!” The boy sensed something unusual.
The originally fiery breath began to slowly freeze.
It was not an illusion, the teenager could even feel that his body was starting to chill, and even the hot Gobi began to blow like a cold wind.
Here comes the ghost.
"This ......" the young man's voice was choked by force.
In front of the army of millions, a burst of black gas suddenly appeared.
Like a chain reaction, the second and third bursts of black gas began to rise continuously.
Then, the black gas gushed out wildly!
The thousandth, the thousandth, the thousandth, the thousandth, the millionth!
The black gas engulfed the entire world in the blink of an eye.
The boy shivered frantically, the highest alarm from the creature.
This almost crazy sense of fear was only felt by the boy in Yan Taro.
The black qi instantly condensed and formed, and millions of demons appeared in the eyes of humans without reservation.
They have different forms, walking or flying, whether they are blue-faced and fanged demons or slender and flat demons, what they all have in common is ......
Trying to tear apart this group of humans.
Eternal day is beginning to be reversed, and it is gradually changing into eternal night.
Millions against millions.
"Kill all these monsters!" One of the samurai at the head roared and rushed towards the demons.
Then, the samurai was torn apart by countless youkai, and his stumps flew up all over the sky, being eaten by the excited demons.
Blood lapped down the wind on the faces of all humans.
Anger ignited.
"Kill all these monsters!" The mournful roar rang out again.
Like a tiny spark thrown into a large forest, everyone's hatred for youkai was ignited in an instant.
"Kill these youkai!"
"It's a youkai! It's the youkai who ate my daughter! ”
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, ahhhh
"Give back my mother! Give me back my mom! ”
The mournful roar kept coming, and the mournful roar echoed in this small Gobi.
The slaughter of millions of demons and millions of people has finally begun!
The death of Sawaki and Zheya once again appeared in the boy's mind.
"Then ......" The young man rushed towards the demon with the crowd, and instantly slashed an unknown monster.
Fragments of corpses splashed on the frantically slaughtering humans and youkai, but they couldn't make a wave.
"Let me kill! Kill these demons! ”
The boy drew his black knife and roared as he severed the head of the attacking youkai.
Those who are willing to come to the war have already accepted the consequences of death and voluntarily joined the war.
But even if it's death, they're willing.
Because, youkai have taken away too many of their things: relatives, friends, and even lovers.
Heart-rending hatred has been engraved in the hearts of almost all of them, and almost all of them have gone to war with scars.
The debt of blood will be paid with blood.
Every second, there are countless humans or youkai around the boy who are crushed into meat sauce and chopped into pieces.
The constant splashing of blood and stump internal organs became the only sight that could be seen on the battlefield.
The boy who was frantically cutting the monster stepped on the flesh under his feet, but he felt a strange feeling.
"What...... Those guys from Onmyoji are crazy! Bastard! The young man who was embarrassed to use the cover of the corpse to block the countless spiritual power bullets that were roaring, looking at the distance where the spiritual power bullets were constantly flying, the young man almost wanted to kill the group of onmyoji.
The Onmyoji had already begun to attack indiscriminately, and the constantly flying spiritual power bombs not only exploded the youkai, but also exploded a fighting samurai like a watermelon.
"What a joke!" The boy yelled angrily at the Onmyoji.
With this distraction, several monsters silently approached the young man's back.
The young man felt a sharp pain in his back, and turned around to dodge and slash those monsters.
"Hmm......" A large piece of flesh on the back of the young man has been torn apart by his claws, and white bones can be faintly seen in the flesh holes that are blurred with blood.
The boy endured inhuman pain, and his face was distorted in pain, and he rolled over and hid among the corpses.
The boy pulled the charm from his bosom to heal himself, and the gap in his back was slowly closed.
Just as the boy was about to go out and continue the battle, a purple-black demonic energy bullet flashed across the boy's hair.
There was a bang, and several samurai behind the boy were blown into a blood mist.
Blood splattered on the head of the boy among the corpses, and the boy's hair was dyed red.
With the attack of this demonic energy bomb, countless demonic energy bullets quickly covered the entire sky, and the onmyoji on the opposite side also began to continuously send out spiritual energy attacks.
"Woo-aaa Countless terrible screams rang out continuously, and then quickly fell silent.
Every second, a large number of demons and humans are crushed into pulp, or blown into a mist of blood by missiles, or even killed by their own accidental injuries.
This is the real Shura field, the real hell of flesh and blood.
Heart-rending screams form the main theme of the bloody battle between humans and ghosts, and the sound of flesh-cutting and explosions become accompaniment.
Everyone began to think about the purpose of being in this purgatory, and some even began to regret their recklessness.
Those who regret it are immediately torn to pieces by demons, because there is no time left to regret it.
This meat grinder, once the meat is ground, will not release the whole meat.
"It's hell......" The boy crawled forward, dodging the whistling missiles.
In an instant, one got up, and the boy used a black knife to twist the head of a demon leader.
This unknown monster is the culprit who just commanded the demonic bullet.
After successfully harvesting the monster's head, the boy leaned over and continued to walk, the minced flesh and blood pressed under him, but the boy continued to crawl forward without care.
The extremely irritating smell of blood and the stench of minced meat of organs have completely scrapped the boy's nose.
"Must ...... It has to be persevered. With his unyielding will, the boy continued to struggle to survive in the bloody battle of this merciless man.
The Great Gobi has been dyed into a sea of blood, and the blood flows down into small rivers, and more corpses fall into the river of blood every second.
Knowing that humanity had almost lost hope of survival, it became more and more bitter and bloody.
Since I can't survive, then I'll pull a few monsters on my back!
The human beings, who have already ignited the will to die, are entangled with the demons who are not afraid of death.
The infinite amount of internal qi, spiritual energy, and demonic energy is constantly intertwined.
The blood-colored sun that never set in the sky also began to crumble.
So, the uncompassionate man fights with ghosts......
Now it's on.
A war between humans and youkai.
Regardless of which side wins, there will be absolutely no winner in this war.
The boy is crawling and struggling to survive in this miserable Shura hell.