As Liu Anping expected, Shure's current situation is very bad.

From the very beginning, the battle was one-sided.

At around 6:20 a.m., the first wave of attacks struck, braving the burning of the solar furnace, and countless manic Asuras raided the Shure Fortress.

At first, everyone thought that it was another neurotic attack of some high-ranking Asura Overseer, after all, the Asuras were belligerent, and it was common for them to attack suddenly at the slightest thought.

With nearly 130,000 battle-hardened garrisons and thousands of night watchmen, the fortress facilities and heavy artillery arrays in the forefront of East Asia have made the fortress Shure never afraid of any challenge.

Even, in the face of the tide of abandoned beasts and the Asura Legion, Shure's garrison officers did not activate the wartime state of emergency.

And when the snow fell from the sky, when the inhabitants of the city began to go bloodthirsty and crazy, when the food and water in the city suddenly became rancid, when the seasoned night watchmen shouted, "This is the realm of the gods, the old gods are coming", everyone realized that something was wrong.

But it's too late...

The supreme commander of Shure, the veteran general of Reese with the rank of lieutenant general, is also an ace-level night watchman powerhouse while holding a military position.

A man without a scar, a man with no weaknesses, a super strong man who has been in the industry for more than 40 years and has not been seriously injured, this famous old general is the idol of countless professional Xuanwu hearts.

But let a thin and pale shadow stand on the city wall, the old general was patrolling the city wall with an old man and a very light sleep, and the sharp eagle eyes hurt him....... when he first noticed,

But it was already too late.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the general rushed towards the foreign object mixed in the Shura Gate, under the double sword, the old and strong one rode a thousand, and the bloodthirsty Asura was as vulnerable as a mud horse in front of him, killing to rise, the old general laughed wildly......

Until the pale nameless swordsman stood in front of the old general.

A knife.

The nameless swordsman of Mu Ran only slashed once.

It has been through countless battlefields. The rhino horn holy gold armor, which was still shining gold, turned into sludge in the rancid wind, revealing the old general with a surprised face.

From calm to maniacal laughter, from maniacal laughter to shock, the next second, that shocked expression turned into a cry of despair.

"Old Gods, Alert ......"

The first time the scarless person who was half a hundred uninjured on the battlefield was injured, he was torn in half under that seemingly ordinary knife.

In addition to divine power, what else can easily penetrate the armor of the old general.

And after that. It's a nightmare tragedy.

Twenty minutes after the appearance of the Old God, Liszt the Scarless, the chief of the fortress, was killed, twenty-six minutes, seven minutes and two, and the fortress Shure fell.

Even though the walls were razed, the defenders of the fortress did not give up hope, and the emergency plan was activated. The top warriors of the fortress city defense army stopped the old gods, two of them gold and four silver.

Six minutes later, they were all killed.

…… But it's enough. The Red Alert (Irresistible Threat) emergency plan was activated, and the citizens began to flee the Divine Domain under the escort of the military, and their sacrifices were worth it.

In the resounding alarm, the solar furnace that has been urged to the limit is the most haode warning. The night watchmen below the six-star level were not allowed to approach the battlefield on the radio, but there were still countless hot-blooded warriors who chose to face the gods.

Twenty hours later. The overloaded solar furnace was scrapped as scheduled, and twenty-six of the more than three hundred night watchmen who chose to remain were left.

But their situation is getting worse and worse, and there are no weak people who can survive until now.

Among them, those who participated in the war from the beginning were Jiang Shang's Fengshen War Group.

Or, it should be said, it is precisely because of the presence of the "Red Dragon", one of the ten colors, that they have been able to hold on until now.

But I'm afraid, they will not be supporting it for long.

Everyone saw the true strength of the highest level of human combat power, and the rampaging red dragon Luna turned into a red sky-covering dragon, repeatedly destroying the flesh of the old gods with irresistible violence.

No, not a transformation to be precise, the dragon is just a phantom, and the real threat is the human form in the phantom.

Under her dragon flames, the outer walls of the fortress, which had become useless, were razed, and with it, the flesh of the old god Anonymous was turned to ashes.

The Dragon Fist, the soul power entangled to the limit, turned into the shadow of the dragon, and under the furious red dragon, the entire Asura army turned into cannon fodder.

But unfortunately, before the divine power completely faded, the old gods were immortal, and the battlefield of flesh and blood became a hotbed for him to become more and more powerful.

Lost a head? Pick up a few on the battlefield and the multi-headed monster is born.

Lost flesh? It's not everywhere on the battlefield.

After being exterminated more than a dozen times, this strange old god has gathered a more powerful body from the new flesh and blood.

And the angry Lulu was not discouraged by the enemy's immortality, repeatedly killing the opponent, using Dragon Flame to clear the battlefield and delay the opponent's resurrection time.

"It's too weak, it's too weak for normal combat power, it's not like a real god. Get in touch with the Guild, we need her information. ”

Without a targeted soul skill, you can't really hurt the opponent's soul, and all Lulu can do is to crush the opponent repeatedly, so there is little point in killing the opponent.

Even if Lulu is going to fight head-on, the others are still uncomfortable.

In addition to what they have to face, there is also the increasingly crazy God Domain.

In the realm of the gods, the existence of gods can distort the rules of physics.

The liliang of the old gods is limited, and ordinary first-level god domains often only have a single attribute, but the old god in front of him is nameless, although the frontal combat power is not high, but it has a three-layer attribute of the god domain.

Pestilence...... Black snowflakes kept falling, it was a cloud of disease and a snow of viruses.

In the long war of attrition, the oxygen masks that you carry with you have been used for more than three hours, the armor and tights have been broken, and the toxins have invaded the body.

The epidemic with negative divine power is constantly invading their physical bodies, and various symptoms are also appearing one by one, such as the Black Death, tuberculosis, cancer, and all kinds of terminal diseases, which make the strong men who have experienced a hundred battles extremely uncomfortable.

War...... The frenzied battlefield unleashes the passion of the warriors, but the warriors who have been robbed of their wisdom by the realm of war and anger are destined not to return, and Aruwe, the famous berserker, known as the closest man to the ten colors, has turned into corpses on the ground.

Famine...... Within the Divine Domain, all the food became foul and rotten, and all the drinking water became black and filthy.

This seemingly harmless field has become the most difficult hurdle to pass.

There was no water to be found within a hundred miles, and the dry food that they had brought with them turned into poison, and hunger and thirst continued to weaken the physical strength of the warriors.

Even a professional night watchman is still a mortal, and he can tolerate it without food for twenty hours, but without drinking water for twenty hours, everyone is on the verge of the limit of their bodies.

Under this apocalyptic realm, a little flaw has been dramatically magnified, and everyone has been pushed to the limit.

If it weren't for the short rest time each time the body of the Anonymous Clan was destroyed, I am afraid that the Night's Watch of the Golden Emblem would have ushered in a desperate situation of exhaustion.

Fortunately, if Anonymous receives a blessing from the Doomsday God - the blessing of death, then all the dead will join his legion, and he himself will cross the realm of life and death, so there is no hope for everyone.

The realm of the Doomsday God has become more and more vicious with the passage of time, and the warriors of Shure Zuihou have been driven to the end, they can escape, but if they escape, the migrating refugees will become the bait of the Grim Reaper, and the evil gods who have been replenished with fresh flesh and blood will be more difficult to deal with.

"Everybody hold on! Penglai's reinforcements are almost here! How long do you have left, Lord Red Dragon? Your companion seems to be holding on. ”

At this moment, Lulu is seizing the time to rest and recover her strength, but Sun Hongling, who has become a "giantess", has become a barrier in place of her, along with other golden emblems.

"Five Minutes ......" glanced at the increasingly difficult battle situation, just in time to see Lulu with a gun being pumped into the air, Luna gritted her teeth and stood up, but then, her feet went limp, and she fell to her knees.

"Three minutes, three more minutes! I'll be able to stand up in no time. ”

Luna, who loves Jie, has no scruples about her image, and can only struggle on the filthy battlefield, half-kneeling, allowing the blood to penetrate her silk underwear, and can only inhale heavily, trying to regain her strength and soul.

Anonymous no longer has a trace of human form, and now he is like a corpse monster who has countless flesh and blood piecing together everything, and the people surrounding him are all top warriors on the front line.

"Damn it!"

The situation on the battlefield deteriorated again, and with carelessness, a physically exhausted warrior was reduced to food for the Anonymous Clan, and the Anonymous Clan, who was compensated by flesh and blood, became larger again, but the situation deteriorated even more.

"If ....... support doesn't come again, we'll all have to explain here." Needless to say, this prediction has become a reality in front of us. (To be continued......)