"Surrender to me, I am the patron of the blood god behind your boss, the future demon prince, I order you to surrender to me!"

"Ho ......"

"Let's discuss, eat and drink, five insurances and one housing fund, how about a weekly and monthly rest and a year's rest, take refuge in me!"

"Ho ......"

"It's good to give a reaction, don't bite, I'm shaking hands with you!"

Well, Bai Zhi gave up and smashed it down with a hard punch, opening a large hole in the spirit clan's chest.

Under Bai Zhi's punch, the slender spirit clan's upper body turned into meat sauce, and the armor that had changed shape was squeezed and splashed out at the neck.

Damn, how could a guy like this, who had been affected by psionic energy and was completely lost in the killing, be able to subdue it.

Wrong! There should be something else I haven't noticed!

What is that Blood God's favorite?

There is no doubt that it is a killing madness, and all its purposes, even its own desires, are made up of the anger and hatred generated by killing, so if you follow its will, is there any other way out?

Damn, let's kill, it just so happens that what I do best is killing!

With the blaster in his hand and the chainsaw sword in his other hand, Bai Zhi rushed into the chaotic battlefield with a gloomy face.

With a roar, he summoned three hundred demonic angry golems through a telepathic link, starting from the edge of the battlefield and slowly gathering them behind him.

After the three hundred angry golems turned into almost three-meter-tall demons, their strength was greatly improved, and that layer of blood-red skin gave them extremely high defensive capabilities, and ordinary laser weapons hit their bodies, and they couldn't even burn through the flesh.

It's just that after their bodies became huge, these angry puppets had no weapons to fit their hands, and they fought almost by brute force on the battlefield.

Messy battlefield with no distinction between friend and foe.

It may be that one Spirit has just blown the head of a Titan, and the next moment it will become entangled with another Spirit Race; Perhaps one of the Titans was exchanging fire with the enemy in front of him, and he was attracted by the other Titans who broke into his sight, and he changed the target of the shot with a roar, regardless of his own exposure.

The three hundred angry puppets led by Bai Zhi were the only troops that gathered their forces together, and they were also the most powerful people on the battlefield.

Of course, if you don't count the group of people who are in the center of the battlefield, the troops gathered by Bai Zhi can indeed be regarded as the most powerful force.

In the center of the battlefield, the senior classes have been cleared of all miscellaneous troops.

Howling Banshee, Black Death, Shadow Spirit, Wraith Swordsman, Wraith King, Titans in huge battle suits, various vehicles running around the ground, and even a dozen meters tall Wraith Knight!

The speed of the howling banshee is astonishing, and the psionic warcry can break the morale of the enemy;

The Black Reaper, who wears a skull mask, is a heavily armed unit that deals massive damage in the target area;

Shadowling's rifle, which rivals the firepower of the Flame Crystal tank, can also kill powerful vehicles with thick armor in one hit;

Wraith Swordsmen are much taller than the tallest Space Marines, and this heavily armored unit can easily take on an infantryman.

The Wraith King is a taller unit than the Wraith Swordsman, and this kind of heavy unit with a special spirit stone as the core can even cut the vehicle in two.

The various models of Titan commander's combat uniforms are almost a perverted version of the giant mecha warrior, and the furious firepower can empty a large area of the battlefield at will;

The Wraith Knight is a huge tank war vehicle of the Spirit Race's bipeds, and I don't know how this continent controls this kind of mechanical unit that is not a living body, and every charge of each Wraith Knight is enough to set off a rain of blood.

A huge half-human-wide energy ray can clear a black channel nearly 100 meters long with a single blow;

The spirit warriors who flickered and left behind them phantom shadows cut off their heads as if they were teleporting;

The Spirit Eagle warriors who could soar in the sky left behind pieces of broken corpses under them;

The commander of the Titans piloted a huge robot five or six meters high, and the weapons all over his body sprayed deadly beautiful light......

All kinds of powerful weapons and strange attack methods make it take a lot of time for Bai Zhi to take every step forward.

Bai Zhi mobilized the blood-red spiritual energy of his whole body, and under the iron wall protection, any of Bai Zhi's muscle fibers were extremely tough, even if the armor with a decorative effect greater than the actual effect was completely damaged, the exposed skin was at most stained with a layer of black.

The three hundred angry puppets that followed behind him died one by one, but Bai Zhi was not moved at all.

This group of warriors who were inexplicably left over from ancient times, with strong combat power, made Bai Zhi refresh his cognition again and again, and he really deserved to be the ancient warriors who could fight against the most powerful interstellar soldiers, if it weren't for these ancient warriors who were in a frenzy, more than 2,000 people under his command would have died a long time ago.

The angry puppets that followed behind Bai Zhi, the death of death, the stragglers, and the more and more people who were entangled in the chaos in place, and when Bai Zhi killed to the core of the battlefield, Bai Zhi was the only one left!

Crushing a howling banshee under him and cutting off half of his head with a chainsaw sword, Bai Zhi gasped a little tiredly.

How long have you been fighting?

The Space Marine's precise biological clock is a little blurry, and judging by the fatigue of his body, he has been fighting for at least three full days.

High-intensity, continuous fighting for three whole days!

The blaster had long since lost its place, and the supposedly unwearable monomolecular blade of the chainsaw sword was mottled, and it was stained with blood, cemented layer after layer, and painted the broken armor on its body like black-brown rust.

On this small battlefield, there are finally only a few figures left.

With a cruel smile, Bai Zhi waved his hand and shook off the sticky blood on the chainsaw sword, and just wanted to rush towards those figures who were obviously running out of oil, the entire Rift Continent was like a Rubik's Cube being disrupted again.

The peaks crumbled, the ground cracked, the meadows abruptly joined the snow-capped mountains, the valleys cut off from the middle of the hills, and the impoverished wastelands followed the dense jungles.

There was a huge vibration like the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the huge continental plates continued to move and reorganize, and by the time Bai Zhi got up again in a dizzy state, the surrounding scene had become as strange and absurd as a child's graffiti.

In the distance, a mighty warrior was alive after three days of non-stop killing.

This continent, in this way, forcibly pushed the still alive warriors together!

Is this what it means to let the remaining warriors continue to kill until the last man remains?

Before the shock that rose in Bai Zhi's heart subsided slightly, the crazy roar that seemed to have never stopped, then filled his ears.