Chapter 390: Rush!

"For civility!"

War, from the moment of contact, is white-hot!

Both sides understand that neither they nor it has a way out, this is the most crucial final battle, and the victorious side will write the history of the Kamiru.

"Roaring ——!"

The indefinite shape of the shadow of the black fog exudes a thick malice, the white-haired monsters are roaring silently, the strange tentacle phantom pokes out from under the earth, the humanoid monster in the black fog armor rubs its double-edged arms, the huge two-headed giant snake emits a sharp roar, and the black fog crows in the sky cover the sky.

The expeditionary force with a total of three thousand did not hesitate or pause in the face of the monsters that needed to be carefully fought on weekdays, and they directly launched a charge.

Long before teleporting to the core of the Cursed Lands, the tactical plan for this final battle had been distributed to every warrior who participated in the battle.

At all costs, escort the most elite squad in this expeditionary force, the Chosen Squad, to break into the core area and attack the origin of the Cursed Lands!

The expeditionary force launched a charge.

The black fog monsters could not tolerate provocation, and the black fog monsters that were impacted by the "food" roared, slammed out of their positions, and crashed into the direction of the expeditionary force's charge.

On the side of the expeditionary force, the warriors were roaring, and the group of "half-human and half-god" elderly dependents who had entered the last period of the clan did not hesitate to burst out of their everything, they no longer suppressed their own strength, this was their last moment, and it was also their most brilliant moment!

Fight, fight! For the sake of the family, for the children, for the civilization, fight for a future!

Swords and swords, claws and fangs, collided together.

In an instant, blood and black haze flew out, and at the junction where the expeditionary force collided with the monster, the black haze was dyed a little bright red......

"Hurry, hurry, rush over! Rush over!! Charging on the front line, half of his body already fibrous, like a giant like a tree monster, let out a roar, and he waved his arms that turned into vines, sweeping a clearing for his comrades around him.

Liberating their own strength, not suppressing, the power went violent, and the tree monster warriors exerted their unparalleled super combat power, and the rattan swept away, and dozens of black mist monsters were blown up on the spot.

"Rush over! Rush over...... Rush ......"

The Dryad Warrior's roar grew hoarse, slowed down, and finally vanished.

On the first line, there was an extra plant, which was a tree that grew horizontally, about thirty meters, and the body of the tree was wrapped with more than ten hideous vines - the tree monster warrior died, and he was on the verge of being assimilated by power, and after opening up a passage nearly 100 meters long for his comrades, he lost consciousness and turned into an ancient tree.

In the sky, the black fog crows flock in groups, constantly swooping from the air to harass the battlefield on the ground, while still screaming, this harsh, ugly cry has a strange power, making people upset at the same time, constantly superimposed by the special state called "fear".

"Fear" is tricky, for the black fog monsters, the fear of the black fog crow is their best auxiliary skill, fear makes the opponent cringe at the same time, the fear generated will also be "preyed" by other black fog monsters, so the monster power of fear will be enhanced.

"Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!"

For the soldiers of the Patrol Bureau, the black fog crow, the backbone of the air power in the black fog monster, is naturally familiar and can not be more familiar, whenever the fear scream of the black fog crow group comes, a blood-boiling battle cry resounded from the crowd, and the impassioned battle cry instantly dispelled the haze in the hearts of the soldiers, invigorating the spirit and fighting spirit.

In the expeditionary force, two cloaked men with a constant wave of heat on their bodies glanced at each other, and they raised their heads and their hoods fell, their smooth heads without a single hair, and the crimson painted skulls all over them.

The two stretched out their hands to their comrades, and in their hands, they were a pair of blue handcuffs that exuded bursts of cold air.

The two of them looked calm, and the male one spoke, "Untie it, and now the two of us will clear the airspace for the gods." ”

The caretaker of the two clans nodded silently, he took out the key to unlock the two of them, and finally he sent the blessing of their extended family: "We are immortal in the flames!" ”

"Immortal in the flames!"

The blue handcuffs lifted, and the heat wave on the two people with red painted heads rose layer by layer, but in just three or five breaths, a stream of crimson flames burst out of their bodies and surrounded them.

The two who turned into torches did not show a painful look, and in the flames, they knelt on one knee, clasped their hands into fists, and began to pray: "Praise be to my lord, you are the overlord of the sky, you are the embodiment of the unquenchable fire, burn, my blood, my bones, I am - the immortal bird!" ”

The next moment, the fire burst into the sky.

Two loud birdsong suddenly sounded, and the rolling heat wave instantly dispelled the cold of the night, and two supernatural birds composed of flames soared from the earth to the sky and plunged into the black fog crow.

Nothing can stop the undead birds, like a tiger entering a flock, the burning undead birds wave their wings and set off a vortex of flames, and hundreds of black fog crows are burned to ashes.

"Is it so strong......" In the center of the expeditionary army's array, Edward, who was guarded by soldiers, looked up at the immortal birds in the sky that were killing in all directions, his eyes were full of consternation.

The combat power of these two immortal birds in the sky is terrifying, and Edward estimates that even he will find it difficult to restrain these two immortal birds, and the only way Edward can think of to deal with these two birds is to use a big move to transform into a body, or use the expulsion magic technique.

Can the family have such a strong strength? Even a clan on the verge of rampage could not have such a strong force! Seeing the black fog crow in the sky as easily slaughtering a broiler as an immortal bird, Edward's eyes were full of surprise.

"Before coming, the immortal bird Conish committed suicide, and he divided his body and strength into two parts and sealed them into the bodies of his two dependents, so that it is now. As an advent god, the immortal bird itself is not strong, so he chose this way to provide power. The girl next to Edward, the Grim Reaper, saw Edward's confusion and explained casually.

Edward was stunned, scratched his cheek and asked, "Shouldn't the immortal bird be immortal?" And, could it be that he is weak? ”

Edward doesn't know much about the god immortal bird, but after all, he has the name of "immortal", and this one should not be weak.

"Cornish is indeed not going to die, take this time as an example, when his two children leave, he will be reborn again, but he is indeed weak, because of the development of the family, his origin is polluted, and every rebirth is a weakening for him."

As Edward spoke to the Grim Reaper, the ground beneath Edward's feet changed, and the sandy, dry, cracked earth was gone, replaced by a black earth.

Expeditionary force, preliminary attack on the core area!