"Let's go." Sensing that the tide was turning, Deathlin ordered the warriors of his tribe to evacuate the area as soon as possible. He had a strong premonition that if he continued to stay here, he would pay a huge price.

"Father, but." A monster tiger man standing beside Death Lin, his face was full of unwillingness, and he showed an expression of wanting to say something. Looking at his appearance, the dead lin looks very similar, even the height and body shape are similar. It's just that the hesitant character has formed a strong contrast with the brave and decisive Death Lin.

"You shut up for me, Lao Tzu let you go, did you not hear, or do you want to go against me?" Death Lin didn't give his son a chance to continue talking, and directly said hard words. On the one hand, because of the time constraints, and on the other hand, because he understands his son's character.

Seeing that his father was angry, Death Ling, who was standing next to him, had to close his mouth tightly. The reluctant command of the fallen warriors, like the opposite direction of the battlefield, quickly retreated.

The First Army of Warcraft where the Necronomicon is located has tens of thousands of Warcraft soldiers, so when retreating, there is a lot of movement. The two Warcraft legions on the left and right noticed this at the same time, and the legion leaders on both sides showed disdainful expressions.

The Legion Leader of the Second Army of the Warcraft Clan, Hell, roared, and his heart blossomed with joy when he heard the news of Deathlin's retreat. As long as the military god of this empire withdraws from this battle, then he can get more credit.

Hell Roar also thought that there were a large number of demon seeds fighting in front, and he didn't have to attack at all. When all the enemies are eliminated, those who are killed will become their own military merits.

His abacus is to fight and fly, and he can get so many benefits without much effort. So when I learned that Death Lin was out to retreat, I felt very happy.

The commander of the other legion, the berserk sword of the third army of the Warmen, frowned tightly when he heard the news of Deathlin's retreat. He was still thinking about finding an opportunity on the battlefield to kill this bastard.

It's a pity that now the other party has taken the initiative to retreat, which means that there is no way to take the other party if you do it once. But after thinking about it, the other party's behavior can be regarded as an escape! When this battle is over, you must go to the emperor and sue the other party fiercely.

The Berserk Sword was happy when he thought about it, but he never imagined that when he saw the Emperor again, it would be the day he was punished. But now he didn't think about it so much, and was very focused on commanding the Warcraft soldiers, killing the ordinary citizens who picked up stones and resisted.

The commanders of these two legions, each with their own small calculations, were completely unaware that danger was constantly approaching. All they saw was those huge four-legged demon insects in front of them, killing the soldiers of the First Frontier Army.

"If you want to escape, it's not that easy, and if you don't say anything, you have to retreat." While Zhuge Yao was fighting with the four-legged demon worm, on the display screen of the long-range radar, he noticed the movement of the first army of Warcraft. He had already decided in his heart that he must punish these villains, and he could not let any of them go.

His ability to engage in hand-to-hand combat has reached the point of being superb, and he seems to have found the feeling he once had, and once again stepped on the pinnacle of that martial art.

The huge four-legged worm of the six sons outflanked them from six directions, and they also waved their two sharp front legs at the same time. In the eyes of these bugs, there was a rare glow of hatred. This is extremely rare among low-level bugs with low IQs, and only the deepest hatred can occur as a result.

Zhuge Yao keenly noticed this, but he didn't take it to heart, but became more arrogant. He doesn't care what these bugs think, that is, what happened in the past.

The two laser swords were held in his hands, and his body kept spinning, using the mecha Wuji of the whirling slash. The sharp sword light formed an insurmountable barrier in front of the Long Yuan mecha. Six insects came over, and almost at the same time, all were cut in half.

He casually took out the Shining Spear, aimed it at the direction of the retreat of the First Legion of Warcraft, and fired a fierce shot. With the support of the maximum power, the beam released by the Flare Spear this time was a full three meters wide.

Such a shocking attack attracted the attention of everyone around him. Even those low-IQ bugs, when they saw this beam, involuntarily climbed down.

In the distance, Death Lin, who was directing the retreat of the soldiers, sensed that energy was approaching, and immediately burst out with a blood-red murderous aura. In the blink of an eye, a blood-red beam of light was launched in the direction from which the white beam came.

The two beams of light, white and red, collided violently and canceled each other out. This lasted only a second, and the white beam successfully overwhelmed the red beam and hit the path of the First Legion of the Warbeasts.

"Coax!" With a deafening explosion, a small mushroom cloud appeared in the dense forest in the distance. The soldiers of the Dawn Empire who saw this scene all cheered, thinking that they had achieved a good result.

But Zhuge Yao didn't think so, his depressed brows were furrowed, and the mecha display in front of him did not display the kill data. Let that guy run away, his strongest killer blow, but he didn't expect it to miss.

"Humph!" He snorted coldly, although this attack did not have any effect. But the goal to be achieved has been successfully accomplished, and there is no need to pursue.

But in the heart! I'm still holding my breath, and if I don't release it, it's easy to suffocate. Thinking of this, Zhuge Yao didn't hesitate any longer, and the two on the left and right, the Warcraft Legion that had not yet retreated, were angry.

"Brothers of the Flare Legion, I'll clean up these bugs, and you will immediately launch a full-scale charge against the two Warcraft Legions in front." Zhuge Yao quickly gave an order, and while taking out two laser enhancement devices from the dimensional backpack of the mecha. Skillfully manipulating the mechanical arm, the two enhancement devices are mounted on the laser sword in both hands.

At the moment when the installation was completed, the laser sword, which was originally only three meters long, grew to six meters. The original ordinary light also turned into a holy white at this time. And from these two laser swords, there was a faint emanation, a trace of coercion.

"Chirp!" The insects around them, as if stimulated by something, raised their heads to the sky and screamed. It seems to be using this way to warn Zhuge Yao, don't mess around!

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