"Dingding!" The sound came out.

Hearing this familiar sound of no bullets, Huang Zhong suddenly felt extremely desperate.

There were spider corpses all around, piled up near the entrance of the cave, and on the ground and on the stone walls and on top of the corpses, they were wrapped in layers of milky white strange substances, which were protein substances that had burst out from the silk glands of the spider's abdomen, and had solidified because they were exposed to the air.

And these milky white solid substances are being used by these poisonous spiders at this moment, directly based on their own corpses, to build a simple defensive position around the hole.

After all, these solidified milky white substances look extremely strong, and they could have been enough to pierce through the steel of Gaussian bullets, but after shooting into these materials, they were trapped layer after layer, and they couldn't even hurt the spiders behind.

It is precisely for this reason that these red ghost poisonous spiders are also called wolf warrior spiders.

"Damn, are there no bullets?"

Throwing aside the electromagnetic weapon in his hand, Huang Zhong took out his pistol and blasted several spiders in front of him with a burst of fire, but he felt extremely tired physically and mentally.

Without bullets, it means that there is no resistance, and they are not the kind of geniuses who are indomitable and can break through in battle, and the shallow and fragile exercises they cultivate are useless at the moment except for allowing a few people to bear dozens of kilograms of extra weight.

What's more, even if it is a real earth-level powerhouse or even a powerhouse of the heaven-level void saint realm, in the face of thousands of red ghost spiders, I am afraid that it will be like this.

And how many poisonous spiders lie at their feet?

Dozens?

Hundreds?

Or thousands?

In short, no one wanted to know their own achievements, just stared at the poisonous spiders that gradually crawled in front of them.

The dark black and hideous red ghost face is extremely terrifying, the scarlet eyes are blood-colored as if they are sucking souls, and the rattling limbs also cut small pits, which are even more terrifying, and if you don't pay attention, you may be poked into a hole.

"All drawn!"

Seeing the situation in front of him, Huang Zhong suddenly quieted down, there was no despair in his heart, nor the sorrow of stepping into death, but only infinite fighting spirit.

He gave a loud order, and quickly took off the war knife he was carrying behind his back, and the rest of the people were the same, his expression became quiet, and he threw away the weapon and took out the war knife he was carrying behind his back, gray and dull, simple and heavy, but this war knife seemed to be featureless.

The sword is 710mm long, 47mm wide, weighs 6.1kg, the back of the knife is straight, the edge is bladeless, the thickness is about two fingers, the tip of the knife seems to be truncated, but there is a narrow gap, this is the earth-splitting blade, which was given by Dark Star as the lord of the country when he was in the Great Moon Kingdom.

And the reason why this Earth-Splitting Blade does not have a blade is simply because the killing effect of the Earth-Splitting Blade is not a blade, but with the help of a special circuit embedded in the blade and the role of a special crystal, the warrior can input the power to stimulate a highly lethal plasma flame, which is enough to cut off a steel plate with a thickness of eight millimeters with a single wave, and the end is not small, so Zao Wou-Ki also smiled and gave it to his subordinates as a personal protective knife.

It's just that after they got this Earth Splitting Blade, they didn't use it often because they weren't used to it.

Moreover, the electromagnetic rifle is powerful, but there is no need to use it, so it has not been used until now.

It's just that right now, this weapon is being used here as a weapon of last resort.

As a warrior, they are familiar with any firearm, they know any tactics, and they understand the performance of all modern weapons, but basically they are exposed to one thing when they are training, and that is the existence of white-knuckle combat.

Only white-knuckle combat can temper a soldier's bloodiness.

The knife is bloody, and it goes straight to the point!

This is the martial arts of the era of human cold weapons, but this kind of martial arts has become the leftovers of the times because of the existence of **, but when all the means are exhausted, this white-knuckle battle has become the key to determining the final victory.

Seeing blood seal your throat, you will be the enemy every step of the way, either you will die or I will die!

When the battle enters the white-knuckle battle, then apart from life and death, the rest is not important.

It's just that after facing these ghost-faced spiders, how much strength can they exert?

No one wants to understand, and no one wants to understand, just because they have given up everything just to be able to overcome each other.

And now, I'm afraid that even defeating the other party is enough!

Because there are so many other parties, so many that people feel scared, and the number continues to increase, and there is no end.

"I'm going to die!"

"That's right."

"Indeed!"

"I can't argue with that."

"Agree with you."

“……”

It is impossible to say who began to speak and who ended speaking, because at this point it is too small to determine a person's identity by name alone, and a person cannot represent a group of people in any way, even if he is a being that everyone reveres.

Only warriors can describe their existence at this moment.

Although they came to the Otherworld for the benefit of their country and fought against the otherworldly beings here, even this purpose was not pure. It's full of desires and desires, and sometimes it even has to be linked to the term profit, but so what?

This is the case with human wars, fighting for freedom, fighting for nations, fighting for nations, fighting for the world, even fighting for civilization and fighting for peace, the existence of war cannot be eradicated as long as human existence is one day, and the victory over the enemy also requires war warriors.

For them, they will continue to fight as long as the war exists!

Whether it's for freedom or for survival, the fight never stops!

There are no exclamations, no lyrics, no slogans, just uniform movements.

Qi brushed the brush, all the blue and white light spit out from the tip of the knife, like a huge light accompanied by the wave, immediately split the poisonous spider in front of him, supported each other and helped each other, several people formed a group, backed by the hard stone wall, and dozens of stalactites into a simple formation, so they continued to desperately resist the attack of the poisonous spider.

Again and again, and repeatedly.

And the sword also became weaker and smaller with the continuous urging, and gradually became almost nothing.

They also felt that the blades that they once wielded freely were getting heavier and more dull, and it even took several times to force the attacking enemy back, and the leather armor and the like on their bodies were torn apart, and the body armor was also shattered, and they could no longer support it and turned into pieces, and even a few scars were added to their bodies.

The toxin penetrated into the body through the wound, and the scar tore open the body and sluggish its movements, as if the body was gradually beginning to fall into hell, and everything in front of it was about to be swallowed up by darkness.

But what is the light that falls from the sky?

Is this the gateway to heaven that leads him?

It's just that a person like me with bloody hands shouldn't be able to go to heaven!

In a trance, Huang Zhong closed his eyes, his body gradually softened to the ground, and even the last trace of consciousness began to disappear, and tiredness completely overwhelmed his mind.