The angel legions inside the formation were beaten inexplicably, and those who remained in the fog area did not enter the fog area. At this time, I also feel confused. Since the ground forces entered the fog area on a large scale, the fog that had already become thin has become extremely strange and dense again. It was even more condensed than before, so that the outer guards of the Angel Legion could not see any movement in the dense fog at all. But that's not all, this time the fog was different from the past, it not only shielded the threads, but also the sound, leaving the whole battlefield in a dead silence, beyond the fog. There was no sound coming from at all.

At this time, Guthster, who was in the [Command Module of the Main Ship of the Second Fleet], was anxiously pacing back and forth. Suddenly, he stopped, looked at the communication group below and asked, "How's it going?" Can't get in touch with them yet? ”

"Yes, my lord, we still can't get in touch with the people who have entered the circle, their communication signals have been completely blocked." A four-winged angel turns. Respectfully replied.

"Damn it!" Gust smashed the guardrail around him with a punch, a tyrannical look in his eyes

Things have become so weird, but what is the real situation? If the fog can be broken through at this time, then everyone will be surprised to find that the angelic warriors who have entered the circle before. They are fighting each other, and they are actually facing their own comrades.

Thereinto. There was a group of people besieging a man, an angelic warrior who had seen the undead skeletons. There are two troops strangled together, and it is the angelic warriors who see the puppet army. Others were flying in the air and fighting together, it was the angelic warriors who saw the fallen angels. Among them was an army of mages who were running around the circle like headless flies, unleashing spell after spell on their own troops along the way. There was not a single enemy in the entire array, only angelic warriors fighting each other.

This is the conspiracy of the two alliances, who first misled the enemy for a killing formation, and then showed the enemy weak. told them to let down their guard, and asked Xiao Fuji to put on a good show, so as to inflate the enemy's self-confidence. Step into the trap they have laid out step by step, and finally activate the entire array to destroy the enemy in one fell swoop.

That's right! It's a killing formation, but. This is not just a killing array, in fact, this is a phantom killing array. Its deflection function is much higher than the lethality of its own killing array. It is a ruthless magic circle that can be used to fight with strength. If it is really hard-hitting, it will be difficult for the two alliances to resist the army of the Bright Feather Clan. But if we talk about intrigues, the ten Gabriels tied together are not the opponents of the two alliances.

Popularity! Human nature! The commander who can sway the enemy is the most terrifying. If. If the Bright Feather Clan hadn't advanced as rashly as they did now, they wouldn't have ended up almost annihilated. If they can count on their own superiority in firepower. If a long-range coverage strike is carried out for a long time, it will not be the current situation. It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs for this campaign. They end up failing because they're too arrogant.

The crowd outside the formation. I don't know what happened in the formation at this time, and everyone in the formation. He didn't know that his mind was already under the control of the circle. They fought as hard as they could to kill the enemy in front of them, and what they didn't know was that they had just cut off the great heads of their companions.

In the real scene, flesh and blood are flying, bones are splashed everywhere, and the terrible howl is higher than a sound, and the blood soaks the earth, and this place has become a veritable flesh mill and purgatory on earth. Unconditional obedience to the Bright Feather Clan. It has become a talisman for these people, and there is only one idea in their hearts. As an angelic warrior, it is our mission to kill the enemy, and they will never retreat without an order, even if they will all die here. Being able to die on the battlefield is their highest glory as angelic warriors!

"Holy War!" An angelic warrior exploded and tore his 'enemy' apart, but what he didn't know was that the enemy he saw was his comrade who had come with them.

"For the glory of God!" An angelic warrior burst into flames of white flames and rushed into the 'enemy' camp without hesitation, burning himself to ashes as he burned himself to ashes.

"The Great God of Light is with me." An angelic warrior emitted a blinding white light. It was as if a dazzling white sun suddenly flashed in the crowd. Pillars of white light burst out in all directions, piercing the blackened holes around him, and when the white light disappeared, the angelic warrior also disappeared.

Heatherling's footsteps finally stopped. The rookie monk squad in his eyes had run away without a trace. It's not that they let them go on purpose, it's that they're completely surrounded by this time. Their previous wreaking havoc completely angered the 'army of monks' in their eyes, and they were now surrounded by nearly three thousand monks and all kinds of demonic beasts, and it was really difficult to move an inch. These monks were the same ones they had attacked before, and they were chasing them all the way. Finally encircled them here.

Heatherling smiled, and then his eyes froze and he said loudly: "The time has come for us to return to the arms of God, everyone cheer up and let us be brilliant again." As he spoke, he drew his staff and shouted, "Forbidden spell scroll ready, we will compose this final glory." ”

"For the glory of God!" All the mages raised their staffs in their hands, and their eyes showed a resolute expression.

Fifteen minutes later, when the mechanical leg tanks were cleared, a cloud of blinding golden light suddenly erupted from the center of the mage's group. A small sun suddenly appeared in the crowd, and then exploded. A terrifying elemental tide swept across the battlefield, enveloping everything in an instant. Half a minute later, when the dust settled, it was unrecognizable, and everything was gone, except for the radial pit that appeared on the ground

Nameless Hill, Command Hall.

Feng Jietian looked at the picture on the big screen, the disdain on his face had disappeared, and he only heard him muttering in a solemn tone: "These angel warriors are simply crazy. It's terrible that these religious lunatics don't care about their lives at all. But there is no reproach, these are the greatest, the most heroic, the most worthy of the warriors! Command them to go down, and to be kind to their bodies, and not to trample against them. ”

"Yes! Ancestor. The wind on the side bowed down and said. Immediately, he asked in a low voice: "Ancestor, what should we do next?" ”

"When all these people are gone, then the fog will be removed. Tell those guys to see what their companions look like. Feng Juetian's eyes returned to calm, and he commanded in a deep voice

Time passed, and just as Gust was in a state of anxiety and smashed the glass in his hand, four hours had slipped quietly by him.

"The fog has lifted. Commander, you see, the fog is about to lift. A four-winged angel suddenly pointed to the large display screen and shouted.

"What! The fog has cleared! Guthster stood up from his command seat with a pair of silver-white eyes. stared at the big screen, his expression was serious and solemn.

On the big screen, the thick fog that obscured everyone's vision was gradually dispersing. It didn't take long for the real scene under the fog to be revealed. But in that messy battlefield, a huge phalanx of solitude. He was staying there quietly, but when Gust saw the specific contents of the phalanx, he sat down on his chair with his ass slumped, and his expression instantly languished.

As far as the eye could see, there were corpses lying flat on the ground, which had obviously been carefully arranged, the blood on their bodies had been wiped clean, and the broken corpses had been put back together, but it was unknown if this was not the object they had once on their body. Their clothes were also simply organized. Although it is damaged, it still looks relatively neat. However, all the equipment on their bodies was gone, leaving only simple robes and torn armor.

The corpses were neatly stacked, and they lay flat on the cold ground, lined up in a huge phalanx. The neat phalanx of corpses is striking, and they lie there as if they were the greatest indictment of violence and war.

Guthster slowly closed his eyes, a sadness quietly appeared from the bottom of his heart, and tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes, showing the grief in his heart at this time. It is said that angelic warriors are war machines without feelings. But after all, they are still life, and since they are life, how can they have no feelings. It's just that in their hearts, God's command is above all else, and their feelings can only be buried deep in their hearts.

These angelic warriors are emotionless war machines in the eyes of their enemies. But in Guterst's eyes, they are comrades-in-arms, they are compatriots, they are relatives. Angel warriors are not born of heaven and earth, they are all born in the angelic reincarnation pool, in a sense. They are like siblings, they have feelings for each other. It's not as simple as it seems.

Guthster took a deep breath and once again set his gaze on the big screen, looking at the cold corpse, he couldn't help but clench his iron fists tightly. At this moment, a four-winged angel below suddenly turned around and reported: "Lord Commander, we have received a call request, please ask if it is connected." ”

Gust frowned slightly when he heard this, and finally nodded after pondering for a moment: "Connected." ”

"Yes! Your Excellency, Commander. ”

With that man's operation, Feng Juetian's tall figure immediately filled the entire large display screen, and I saw him say in a deep voice with a serious expression: "Invader, first of all, I would like to express my solemn protest against your unprovoked attack on us. Secondly, I would like to tell you that, because I admire the heroic deeds of your warriors, I have helped you to collect their remains, and I ask you to bring back the remains of your comrades now. And I can assure you now that we will not attack you in the process of reining your remains, but only if . You'd better not take advantage of this opportunity to play tricks on me!

Let me conclude by saying that although we do not like war, we will not fear it. If you want to keep fighting, I don't mind annihilating you all here! Feng Juetian spoke the lingua franca of the Yu clan, so he wasn't worried that the other party wouldn't understand, as for why he also knew the lingua franca of the Yu clan, it was naturally taught to him by Feng Qingyang. Remember that jade slip? It's that simple!

After saying these words, Feng Jietian's side unilaterally cut off the call. Looking at the large display screen that instantly turned into a standby screen, Guthster's eyes were complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that Guthster seemed to be tempted, Kesley below hurriedly reminded: "Lord Commander, I think this is likely to be a trap, and we can't send someone over." I think. They have already done something to those corpses, and once we bring them back, there may be unforeseen dangers. ”

"Yes, yes! These monks have always been cunning, maybe they have played some kind of trap this time, Commander, can you trust them? The deputy chief of staff also said in line with his words.

"I think it's the same way, these Orientals have always been very cunning, and it must be a big trap for them to suddenly make such a strange move. Maybe there is some kind of plague virus on those corpses, in order to weaken us. The head of the communications group nodded, making a bold assumption.

"I think it could be a bomb, maybe they just put some blasting charms, or high-yield miniature bombs, inside these corpses. Wait until we bring the bodies back, and then detonate them remotely. "The leader of the fire team also made another assumption.

"No, no, no, I don't think you're right, in my opinion, they must have cast some kind of spell on these corpses to turn them into undead beings. Once we do get these corpses back, maybe they'll turn into man-eating monsters in no time. This time, even the leader of the logistics team was unwilling to speak lonely.

For a while, there were different opinions, each with their own opinions, in short. They were all against Gustist sending people back the corpses. Looking at the foaming crowd, Gustster interrupted their continued discussion with a wave of his hand, his gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one. A deep voice came out of his mouth: "I agree with their request, I believe in them, immediately send someone to the battlefield to bring back our warriors, they are heroes!" ”

Everyone was silent, and they all lowered their heads, and finally the leader of the communication group spoke: "Yes!" Your Excellency, Commander. ”

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )