The fourth head.

Fifth head.

Sixth Head ......

One by one, they added, rapidly increasing the number and volume of the dark red flesh in the center. With the cooperation of so many new "No. 6", the feeling of melting is even more obvious. Instead of climbing higher than they had imagined, the dozens of "Six" in the core of the melt zone did just break down their bodies and let the viscous liquid flow over more of Six's shoulders, arms, abdomen, waist, hips, legs, and feet...... Viewed from the air, it looks like a large bundle of dried cheese strips cut short from the middle and stacked neatly stacked, and a whole bottle of ketchup is suddenly poured directly above, scattering and spreading everywhere.

The viscous, heavy liquid quickly swept past the heads of all the "Sixes" in close proximity, surging down like a tidal wave, enveloping the "Sixes" firmly.

Calis and Flamar had long since left Bishop Somsen's tent. As previously agreed, it was the turn of the Viking armies to line up at the front today. Flamal received an urgent report from the guards, and hurriedly took Calis to the forward tower and used a telescope to observe the situation in the direction of Suolong Pass.

Flamar pressed his left eye tightly and opened his right eye close to the barrel of the lens to the extreme. In order to see more clearly, he simply covered his left eye with the part of the tiger's mouth with his left hand, and his fingers cooperated with his right hand to control the telescope. This is the only way to ensure that the fear caused by those shocking images does not cause the telescope to loosen from your hand and slip off.

Plasma, and indescribable, pasty-like flesh. It felt like a large patch of red silt, and one by one the expressionless "Six" walked in like this. God knows if they need to breathe to survive, but in such a situation the air is completely cut off. Countless "Six" tore at each other inside the dark red slime, and the seemingly smooth surface of the liquid continued to arch into clumps of bulges, which were swallowed by individuals waving their arms and stretching their legs, but unable to break free.

Flamar heard Calis's dry, hoarse voice coming from beside him: "Four hundred and ninety-seven, four hundred and ninety-eight, four hundred and ninety-nine...... Five hundred ......"

The numbers did not continue to increase, nor did he pronounce "five hundred and one", and it ended here at "five hundred".

If Tianhao was present, he would definitely think that the flesh and blood half-congealed solid composed of a large number of "Six" located far away from the battlefield was a giant ice cream cone. The red "ice cream" at the top is slowly melting, and the bottom is an egg cone saucer consisting of hundreds of "sixes". Above their shoulders or chest, their heads dissolved, and beneath the thick blanket of red mucus were countless legs and feet, and it was only a matter of time before they were engulfed and dissolved.

The warriors of the Viking Kingdom lined up in a neat battle column and watched from a distance of more than eight hundred meters. They didn't see it very clearly, but they knew roughly what was going on there. Fear hung over everyone, and the officer's orders were only repeated to "keep their posts and be ready."

In fact, they themselves are panicked and confused by reality, and they don't know how to respond.

In the heart of Duke Vlamar, there was a terrible thought. This comes from what Bishop Somson said before———— it is not difficult to win this war, as long as they are given enough time.

The massive flesh and blood semi-congealed solid finally engulfed all the gathered "Six". It looked like a giant red dough at the moment, trembling slightly under the hazy sky. It began to intensify its activation, no longer spreading to the surrounding areas, but slowly gathering around the highest point of the raised top, turning from a flattened irregular "red cake" into a triangular "red mountain" in full view.

The Duke of Calis, who was also holding a telescope, felt that he could not help himself, as if he was pressed against a heavy boulder in his chest, and even breathing became difficult. The triangular red mountain in the distance is constantly climbing in height, five, ten, and twenty meters...... The flesh squirmed and grew rapidly, and finally stopped at about thirty meters.

The flesh and mortar at the top of the "Red Mountain" began to split, and a deep pit appeared in the center. In less than half a minute, a large amount of flesh spread out from the surrounding pit walls and piled up towards the middle, forming an irregular sphere that protruded outwardly. More than a dozen football-sized holes gradually appeared on its surface, and as more flesh squirmed, a round eyeball appeared in the middle, which was then flooded by a cascade of red slime from above, quickly forming eyelids that covered the surface.

The shoulders appeared, and the tall figure looked unusually burly. Despite the distance, most of the Viking soldiers could see the massive mass of flesh shaking, shaking dramatically. In particular, the position on both sides of the "shoulder" has been expanding, expanding and stretching from bottom to top, reminiscent of the last moment of delivery of a full-term pregnant woman, the mature fetus stretches out her fists and kicks in the mother's womb, and the belly of the pregnant woman bulges again and again, and the new life is eager to break free and gain freedom.

Hu Yong first led a group of officers on the city wall of Suolongguan, and he was shocked to watch. The barbarian warriors guarding the pass were much closer than the white people, and they clearly saw every aspect of the changes in "Six". Especially when the blood-red giant's arms parted from his body with a "snort", from the commander to the ordinary soldiers, they all felt the threat from this giant monster, the imminent danger, and the death of the general at any time.

"Everyone should guard their posts and not leave their posts without permission." The gray-haired Hu Yong first broke the dead silence on the wall with a loud voice, pulling people back from the depths of fear and thinking to the cruel reality.

The old commander drew his saber, raised his right hand high above his head, and glared angrily at the outside of the city, the figure was still rising, and the waist and abdomen had condensed, and the giant "Six" with blurred legs was appearing, and let out a thunderous roar: "We are the descendants of the beast god, and the heroic spirits of our ancestors are watching us from the sky. No matter what kind of monster it is, it is no match for us! ”

The soldiers around did not answer. At this moment, there was far more fear in their hearts than the intent to fight. Many people's hands holding knives were shaking, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of despair.

An adjutant walked quickly to Hu Yongxian's side, he lowered his voice, and persuaded in fear: "Great Commander, the monster of the white man is too powerful. In the last battle, all the brothers who were sent out died. Those monsters out there...... We couldn't win when we were young, but now that we're bigger, we're not opponents. As...... Why don't you retreat for the time being, and wait until reinforcements from the tribes come? ”

An adjutant is very different from an officer. To be able to become a close confidant around the Grand Commander, in addition to being better than others, you must also have unique opinions and thinking on many things.

Hu Yong's hand holding the knife slowly fell from the air, and naturally fell in front of him at a normal range, and he stared at the adjutant with fierce eyes: "It's all like this, you still dare to talk nonsense and shake the morale of the army?" ”

He was like a fierce tiger about to choose someone to devour, exuding a strong murderous gaze that scared the adjutant half to death, and hurriedly waved his hand: "I...... That was not what I meant. I just want as many people as possible. The Patronus did not answer the call, and without the help of the gods, we could not win against the whites outside the city. Rather than let everyone stay here and die in vain, it is better to retreat, save the living force, and then ...... Rendezvous with reinforcements ......"

The adjutant's voice grew quieter and quieter, until at last it was completely low and could not be heard.

He had come to his senses from his initial fear and realized that he had made a big mistake in a panic.

The words that came out of his mouth before immediately caused an uproar among the nearby officers and soldiers.

"What, the Patronus didn't answer the call?"

"I don't believe that the gods will not abandon us!"

"Oh my God, how can this be? Without the Patronus, we would not be able to hold off the artillery of the whites. ”

The noise grew louder and louder, and the situation began to become unmanageable. Hu Yao first subconsciously glanced at the deputy commander Shi Zhenghao standing on the right side, and found that the other party's expression was cold, and the depths of his eyes released the same strong killing intent as himself.

"You dare to confuse the hearts of the army...... Hu Yong made a quick decision, raised his hand and pointed at the adjutant who was cowering into the crowd, and roared angrily: "Arrest him and put him in the dungeon!" ”

Several wolf-like guards rushed over and twisted the adjutant's arms and shoulders, respectively. He felt death looming like never before, and he knew he had just said something he shouldn't have said. But as long as it is human, it is unwilling to die, and the strong will to survive forces the adjutant to forget everything. He felt that he had been forced to a dead end, and only by pulling more people could he have a chance of surviving in a desperate situation.

"I'm not lying! I'm really not lying! It takes at least fifty years for the Patronus to answer the call, and it has been asleep since its last awakening, unable to answer our prayers. ”

The adjutant struggled desperately, he writhed like a snake that had been stepped on in a key part of his body, and let out a scream of exhaustion: "The Grand Commander and the Deputy Commander have held many summoning ceremonies in the secret room, and all of them have failed. Brothers, come and help me, I really didn't lie, I told you the truth for everyone, we can't die here with these two old guys in vain. I...... I'm going home, even if I die, I'm going to die at home! ”

Shi Zhenghao suddenly rushed out from the side, and came to the adjutant with a big stride, grabbed the opponent's hair with his left hand with extremely agile movements, and pulled out his saber with his right hand and raised it high, slashing straight down with a ferocious force that was enough to destroy everything.

The skull was severed from the neck, and the angry eyes revealed doubt and fear. It will take some time for the brain to die in the true sense of the word, and the adjutant can see his body from an angle that would never be possible under normal circumstances———— his arms are grabbed by the guards around the commander, his legs are shaking uncontrollably, a large amount of blood is spurting out of the wound on his broken neck, and even a slight "hissing" sound can be heard when blood is splashed.

Holding the handle of the knife tightly, Shi Zhenghao slowly turned around, looking at all the officers and soldiers behind him, his eyes were full of determination, and his angry roar was loud: "Whoever dares to say the word "retreat" again, I will cut off his head first!" ”

Hu Yong took advantage of the situation to do pre-war encouragement and revive the low morale: "Even if there is no guardian spirit, won't we fight?" Think about it, where can we retreat? Behind the wall is our land, where there are our women, old people and children. If we lose this battle, they will be captured by the whites and turned into slaves, never to be turned over. ”

Shi Zhenghao tore off a piece of cloth from the adjutant's corpse with his backhand, wiping the blood on the steel knife, he knew that blindly suppressing and intimidating would only have the opposite effect, so he cooperated with Hu Yongxian to encourage loudly: "We have sent messengers, and the kings of the tribes have also responded, reinforcements will arrive soon, and then we will have enough strength to launch a counterattack against the whites." Remember: we are not alone, we have the support of all the tribes behind you! ”

"All in place! Hold the pass! Hu Yongxian's eyes were bloodshot: "The lock dragon pass must not be lost!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the neighing of the lookout came from the side tower.

"That monster is rushing up, it's coming!"

……

The blood-red giant has taken shape.

The body of more than thirty meters looks like a mountain, and it contains terrifying power. Not to mention touching, even a casual glance will make your scalp tingle, and you can't help but turn around and run away. But this threat of power comes only from the size itself, and has nothing to do with words like "strong" and "burly". It doesn't have lumpy muscles on the surface of its body, nor does it have the amazing workout beauty of a bodybuilding champion. The skin is very delicate, with a silk-like smooth texture, and it seems to be thin, and even from a distance of ten meters, you can still see the dense blood vessels in front of the skin that coil like tree roots. Each of them is more than tens of centimeters in diameter, in which the flow of blood is not smooth, but takes the form of a "clump", which from time to time protrudes from under the skin and then disappears. It's as if they were living creatures with independent consciousness.

The huge "No. 6" raised his feet and walked towards Suolong Pass, directly crossing a distance of tens of meters. When the soles of the feet hit the ground, the scattered debris of ice and snow on the ground was agitated.

It was closer to the wall, and one could clearly see the eyes that circled its head, along the central bridge of the nose (if the linear protrusion could be considered the bridge of the nose) in an irregular arrangement to the left and right.

Fifteen...... Or sixteen, maybe more. They are divided into two rows, the upper and lower rows, which are not connected to each other, and they can be looked around, so that there are no dead ends in all directions.

"Oh my God! What kind of monster is this? ”

"Patron Saint...... No, we must pray to the gods! ”

"Don't retreat, take up arms, and don't forget your duty. Archers ready, and ballistas, shoot with all your might! ”

All towers and sentry posts shoot countless arrows. There are heavy crossbow arrows as thick as an adult's arm, as well as feathered arrows of ordinary size. The scene of up to 10,000 archers shooting at the same time was spectacular, and a black flying "giant net" suddenly appeared in the air, enveloping this terrifying monster in it.