Chapter 1093: Bloody Battle of Sarein

Airplanes!

A pale golden curtain of light propped up in the blood mist, and the nine monks sat cross-legged, their hands folded, reciting the mysterious scriptures in a subdued voice. At the junction of the light curtain boundary and the blood mist, you can see the fierce clash of two energies.

Everyone retreated into the light curtain.

Salen, who was illuminated by the light curtain, was also beheaded several people under the encirclement and suppression of the masters of the Shenwei Army.

If it's a fair fight, it's going to be a stalemate where you can't get in and I can't get out. However, there was chaos on the battlefield.

An angry face appeared on the light curtain, and an angry roar came from the giant jaw.

The monks who cast the light curtain were all stunned, and the weakest ones vomited blood, and they did not faint. The light curtain crumbled and almost collapsed.

The huge soul aggregate squeezed open the light curtain, its face changed, turned into a greedy face, and opened its gluttonous giant mouth to suck it in.

Everyone present only felt that a huge soul traction force had fallen on them, as if they were about to extract their souls from their bodies. If it is an ordinary person, the soul will be directly sucked out by the aggregate and become a walking corpse.

Fortunately, the light curtain is full of masters above the epic level of the Shenwei Army, with a strong will and a stable soul, not only withstanding the soul sucking, but also having the spare strength to launch a counterattack.

Instead of absorbing the soul energy, the soul aggregate was beaten, its face contorted into a look of pain and despair, and another round of screams.

The piercing sonic boom combined with the terrifying soul shock makes people dizzy and in a trance.

A series of heavy blows, causing the golden light curtain to be compressed in half.

Whew!

The Sarein assassin broke through the already weak light curtain, but did not pounce immediately. In a head-on fight, Salein is not an opponent of the cohesive Shenwei army, they are better at relying on speed to sneak attack.

A large number of blood infant aberrations were driven over and used as cannon fodder for the charging array.

And the cunning Salein wanders on the edges, ready to attack. Don't ask for a one-hit kill, as long as you pull someone out of the defensive camp, the Shenwei Army must spend several times the strength to save him.

In order to deal with the sneak attack of Sarein, the Shenwei army could only shrink the defense line and gather back to back. But this formation will not have any buffer when facing the terrifying giant soul aggregate.

It can be said that when the soul aggregate makes a comeback, it is the time when this elite team is destroyed. There are four legendary heroes here, more than eighty epic heroes, and they are the most elite group of masters in the Shenwei Army. There are few countries in the world that have so many top players. And the earlier the advanced human talent, the better, and the top masters are all non-renewable resources.

As long as these people are destroyed, even if the Blood Legion is wiped out, Lanather will be enough to deal with the Lich King.

However, after more than ten minutes of fighting, there were casualties on both sides, but the soul aggregate never reappeared. Human masters rely on adequate supplies and always maintain sufficient combat effectiveness. However, Sarein's potential to be stimulated by the blood mist gradually faded in the protracted war. At the same time, the blood infant aberrant cannon fodder also lost most of it.

Jingle bells, jingle bells! The crisp sound of the bell pierced through the blood mist, and one of the Salein was in a trance when he assaulted, but he was caught by the dragon claw hand that released the tiger, pulled into the human battle array, and was quickly torn to pieces.

The fragrant wind dispersed the stench on the battlefield, and the blood mist that was gradually depleting energy was also blown away by the wind.

The Dharma monks perked up in the ringing of bells and incense, and the golden light curtain steadily expanded a circle, stabilizing the battle line.

"Who's doing the bad thing?" Lannaser knew best that the energy backup in the blood mist was cut off, and the situation took a turn for the worse.

At some point, a lotus flower grew out of the mud in the filthy Netherworld Blood Pool. A lama in a red letter and a yellow hat sits on a lotus canopy, seals with his right hand, rings a bell with his left hand, and recites sutras with his eyes closed. The treasure is solemn, and bursts of Buddha light are swaying out, and Ling Ran is inviolable.

The dry Netherworld Blood Pool, which was originally full of blood-stained bones, was slowly regaining its vitality.

"Living Buddha!"

The monks in the Shenwei army couldn't help but bow to the lama. This lama, known as the living Buddha, has a lot of background, and he is a transcendent existence in Buddhism in terms of strength and status. It was he who led many Buddhist disciples to unite the surviving humans and defend the city of Sunshine before the reinforcements of the Republic.

The appearance of the Living Buddha and the Lotus Flower directly cut off the power that Salein drew from the Netherworld Blood Pool, which was equivalent to cutting off the backup.

Recently, Prince Varana turned his head to kill, only to see the bones rising from the mud at the bottom of the lake, forming a giant hand. The two sides collided without any tricks, and although the white bone giant hand was shattered and broken, Prince Varana had to take the reaction force and fly back, otherwise, he would inevitably suffer a loss if he hit the divine lotus flower with his broken defensive shield.

And on the front, the Super Soul Aggregate, which Lannacer had high hopes for, was pinned to the ground and couldn't move!

Xiang Ningxuan held the Trapping Immortal Sword and plunged it directly into the forehead of the aggregate.

Some kind of rune that exudes the breath of death forms eight chains against the aggregate. The monster, which the mighty army could not resist, collapsed on the ground in a daze, with no desire to struggle at all, but instead appeared with a rare calm color.

"Father Twilight's head-and-tail guy is really rubbish!" Lannaserr looked up and saw that many of the masters who had landed in Tarramas had left the battle and came down to reinforce the Shenwei army, and he was immediately out of breath.

Suddenly, a sun-like glow exploded at the base of Tarramas, and the surging light soon engulfed the Floating City, and even the ground was shrouded in blazing light. The light was a hundred times stronger than the most poisonous sun in the middle of summer.

Sarein, who could move normally during the day, couldn't help but wail in pain in such a blazing light, and her skin cracked and smoked.

The bright light came and went as fast as it came, and it didn't burn Salein to death, but it also made them lose their combat power.

Humans wear thick armor that can withstand all kinds of extreme environments, and the impact of bright light is minimal.

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Five minutes ago, a Prism flew near the portal on the ground floor of Tarlamas. Of course, the portal has long been closed by natural disasters, and it is also heavily guarded. Defeat the defenders and crack the portal instead of opening a hole elsewhere in Tarramas.

He Yang spread his divine light wings and smashed into the enemy formation, and Varanel slammed into the floor, bringing a circle of holy flame shockwaves that scorched the nearby undead into a sizzling sound.

Several white lights flashed from the belly of the plane, and they were thrown into the landing field opened up by He Yang, and immediately launched a defensive formation.

A mechanic-like figure in the center uses an auxiliary robotic arm to secure a cylindrical bomb the size of a diesel barrel to the ceiling. The three black fan symbols printed on a yellow background on the top are particularly eye-catching.

He Yang and the others defended around the bomb until the mechanic completed the setup and signaled to retreat. A light curtain automatically pops up on the bomb, which can block certain attacks.

The prism passed by at subsonic speed, and several people instantly turned into white light and disappeared.

More than ten seconds later, the first small fusion nuclear bomb put into actual combat exploded, and the bright light burst out, sweeping away all the ghosts, snakes, and gods.