Chapter 218: Victory? Despair? Marvel?

While the pyramid was turning upside down, the battle outside of Amshei was nearing its end.

Despite the scars on their bodies, the broken blades of their swords, and the fallen companions all around, the Guardians fought with the Anubis Legion with all their lives.

With a height of three meters, infinite strength, and a strong physique that will not die without being beheaded, the wolf-headed people of the Reaper Legion are definitely not comparable to ordinary warriors, but the guardians who came this time are also the elite of the elite, and they can work hard to exercise their spirit and ** since they were born, and they can be said to live for this moment.

When the Scorpion King's Grim Reaper Army recovers, buy enough time to stop the demons from returning!

Either you die or I die.

However, compared to the wolf-headed people who blindly killed wildly by relying on their personal brute strength, the guardians did not forget to be calm although they were brave, and constantly decomposed and surrounded the dense wolf-headed people in a queue formation.

Gradually, as the fighting on the battlefield gradually stopped, the Guardian clan, who had begun to feel tired, finally found that there was no longer a single wolf-headed man on the battlefield, and they had annihilated all their opponents!

After a brief moment of silence, sporadic cheers rang out, and then soon formed into a tsunami-like shout.

"We have won! We defeated the Anubis Legion! ”

Countless people shouted with joy, and many knelt down to thank the sun god for his blessings. The emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are vented at this moment.

Adebe shouted in unison, but there was more sadness in his eyes.

The Anubis Legion they annihilated was actually only about 5,000 wolfheads, but the Guardians paid a heavy price of tens of thousands of casualties.

The black-clad legions, which had been assembled to cover the sky and the sun, were now weak like scattered sand that could be crushed in one blow, and unlike the wolf-headed men who were wiped out and then turned into dust and disappeared into the desert, the fallen bodies of the Guardians who died in the battle covered the entire battlefield, and the wounded people lay in the blood-stained sand and groaned in pain......

But. Their sacrifice was not without merit.

If they don't concentrate here to stop them head-on, the Anubis Legion will quickly rush into the nearest populated area to Amshei, not tired or afraid, and will be able to strengthen themselves by killing. At that time, the casualties will be in the hundreds of thousands, if not millions!

However, things did not go as planned.

"They rejoiced too soon......"

Condescendingly, he witnessed the whole process of this battle from a distance, and Anderson, who saw the situation in the distance, shook his head with a slight sigh.

And on the battlefield that ended below. Not all who are alive are cheering.

"Now, is there anything you can do? I have no problem blocking these guys, but I'm going to run away with another wave of the Reaper Army......"

A dagger that looked like it was congealed with blood was thrown up and down at random, and a handsome man with spotless long hair half-tilted his head and asked in a relaxed tone like "You're eating."

There were corpses lying all over him, some of them were human, some of them were horses, some were bitten to death by wild beasts, some were shot out of a row of bullets by small-caliber bullets, and some were directly torn apart by large-caliber bullets. There are also those who have suffered heavy blows and have no external injuries, and there are those who have been hacked to death by swords, axes and heavy weapons......

But more and more conspicuous is the corpse with only a blood line in the throat, obviously the carotid artery of the throat has been cut but no blood is sprayed, and their corpses are very strangely distributed in a standard circle. It's like it's a confined realm of death.

Surrounded by hundreds of Guardians, the Anubis Legion had been wiped out, but they didn't dare to relax at all.

They knew the men in the encirclement who were accused of being Immorton's accomplices, and knew that many of the Guardians who had died at their hands had no reason to spare them, and they thought of breaking them to pieces in the middle of the charge while fighting against the Anubis Legion.

Then, as a matter of course, it suffered an unexpected counterattack.

But the attacks of these people are fierce and powerful. They couldn't stop the cavalry charge that rushed forward one after another, but just as the fragile defense line was about to collapse, a man suddenly appeared and forced them to stop attacking.

It's so weird......

Just a casual wave of the dagger in his hand, the guardians who paid great attention to protecting the vital points fell down in pieces, and the wound was only a cut on the neck that did not flow blood, and the others would suffer the same once they entered the limited area, and the clear boundary clearly told the rule of "crossing the line is death".

The Guardians, who could not retreat, were so deadlocked, and the demons tacitly maintained their distance to kill the werewolf, and this situation continued until the Anubis Legion was wiped out.

Zhao Fukong......

When Chu Xuan and the others finally couldn't resist it anymore, this soy sauce man finally made his debut, and intimidated everyone present with a gorgeous air cut.

But behind that indifferent cold smile, there was a dilemma that only he knew.

No matter how strong a person is, he can't stand the crowd tactic, although he uses the most labor-saving tactic of killing with one hit, and Vampire's Touch can restore physical strength and energy by killing enemies, but the consumption of spatial ability is greater than imagined, and the conversion effect of Vampire's Touch is not as good as that of a real vampire......

If the enemy is just a human being, then it is fine, as long as you endure the exhaustion of the spirit, you can continue to kill, but those wolf-headed people of the Reaper Legion have no blood to suck at all, and he is really as he said he said, and if there is another wave, he should run away by himself.

As for his question, which he didn't expect an answer at all, Chu Xuan in the back still answered.

"There is no way. The strength of wisdom cannot make up for the lack of strength, and the only thing that can be done now is to expect them to get rid of the Scorpion King soon...... Otherwise, we will all be dead except you. ”

He said something that didn't matter to him in an extremely flat tone, but there was a tremor in his voice, but it wasn't fear or fear, it was a normal physiological reaction.

Before Zhao Fukong came to help, worship the blessing of a flying scimitar. One of his arms was gone......

As for the rest of the people around, the situation is not the worst, only worse.

The werewolf has only one upper body left, and not counting the right shoulder. Having been slashed by three wolf-headed people at the same time, it was almost a miracle that he hadn't been forced to lift his transformation.

Richard's body was still intact, but a heavy spear didn't stop after penetrating the bunker. Dangerously rubbed his heart and nailed it directly to the ground.

Franços's chest was cut by a sharp axe, and the internal organs were almost directly visible, and he was already close to dying.

Dechai's hands were shattered by too much force, but the biggest danger he faced after exhausting his fighting spirit was the outbreak that had already begun.

In the current situation, if they couldn't return within a few minutes, all of these people would die except for Chu Xuan!

The haze of death spread rapidly here.

The loud cheers were still lingering, but they had also fallen silent until they fell into a suffocating silence.

And in the silence so quiet that they could hear a pin on the ground, they heard the more and more pronounced tremors coming from the desert floor—

Everyone's movements froze. As if petrified into statues, the pupils of Adbe, who had been as calm as before, began to flicker with irrevocable despair.

From the end of everyone's eyes intertwined, there was a black turbidity current like a huge wave of wine, and this black tide of anger that seemed to engulf everything was constantly rushing wildly. Roaring and roaring, covering the sky and the sun!

Legion of the Reaper......

Massive Legion of the Reaper!

There was no edge of the queue in sight, so many that it seemed to stretch all the way to the end of the world, and countless wolf-headed people were surging like a tsunami!

Desperation really hit my heart.

The two armies fought, drummed and then declined. Three and exhaustion.

With the belief that they would die, they fought bloodily and thus burst out with power beyond the limits of their lives, and after the annihilation of their enemies, everyone was filled with the joy of being reborn, but now this joy was ruthlessly extinguished by even greater despair.

This feeling of being ruthlessly knocked to the bottom after climbing to the top is undoubtedly more devastating than the consistent bloody battle to the death.

But now that we've come this far, can we still surrender on the spot?

After a moment of silence, Adebay took a deep breath, raised the scimitar in his hand, which had been severely curled, and exploded from his lungs with an extremely tragic roar!

"Fight to the death!"

Under his call, the confused guardians suddenly regained the pillar of faith, forgot the pain of the wound on their body for a while, and all raised their weapons high, and together they let out this extremely sad and vigorous cry from the bottom of their hearts.

"Fighting...... Death !! ”

At this point, all they expected was to die like a true warrior, without confusion on the road of heroic charge!

But perhaps the heavens heard their prayers, and at the moment when the Guardians, who had suffered a great loss of strength, were about to launch a decisive charge, they were surprised to see a discordant chaos among the wolf-headed people surging like a tidal wave.

The large swaths of the wolf-headed people obviously did not receive any attacks, but they quickly returned to the primitive state of sand and dust, only the black mist representing the power of Anubis quickly intertwined into a huge tornado, covering the sky and surging towards the direction of Amsey, the oasis of death!

"This ...... The Scorpion King was killed? ”

Anyone who knows the slightest bit can't help but have this question in their hearts.

But anyone who can really perceive the change in breath knows that this is not the situation of Amshei being dragged back to the underworld, but a "miracle" that is definitely beyond the scope of human imagination!

From the ground not far ahead, two huge humanoid phantoms composed of faint light slowly stood up.

At first, they were only about ten meters high, but then they quickly increased to several thousand meters as the wind grew, and one of them could be vaguely seen as a huge wolf-headed human body with a black mist, which was almost undoubtedly Anubis, the god of death, and the other......

The body of holy light, the six wings of gold, the perfect face, the blood-colored flaming cross sword......

"- The archangel of war, Michael, born of flames!"

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