This is an army.

Soon after the handover, the Glory realized the difficulty of his opponent.

It's not powerful.

It's about order.

Despite the chaos of the array, despite the untidy appearance of the army, when fighting, it can be clearly felt that there is an essential difference between this group of distorted deviants and the demons bred in the deepest night.

Perhaps they have no similar appearance, some are bloated and disgusting like sarcomas, some are covered with open and closed eyes, and some are like puddles of soft mud, dragging sticky, hot, magma-like shells.

But in essence, they were similar to the monsters he had seen in the Dark Council of the Lower Regions of Hemtika,

They retain a certain degree of wisdom.

And the same ability to share perceptions, share experiences, and grow in battle to become more threatening.

It's a monster.

A monster above humans.

Although I knew that there were still civilized races such as black goats in the middle of the night, and it was not the first time I had encountered such demons with group networks, but even so, I couldn't help but have a little palpitations for it.

What secrets are there in the deepest night?

And the darkness and chaos that is thousands of times more expansive than it, what is about to move?

Thoughts like these are like weeds that can't be eradicated, and Amy Ulysses can only suppress his ill-timed curiosity and refocus his attention on the fight.

Frankly, the battle didn't put a lot of pressure on him.

Even if these twisted deviants in front of him were stronger and more capable of growth than the monsters encountered under the Dark Council of Hemtika, it was nothing more than that for him now.

Said to chop monsters and cut vegetables,

Not an exaggeration at all.

From a beginner who is not familiar with combat, to a seasoned soldier who has experienced a hundred battles, it only took more than a month, this kind of counterintuitive strength growth rate, if there is no secret influence and secret manipulation of another "me", he will not believe it.

Perhaps "he" has his purpose, but now, at least for now, he is indeed the beneficiary.

In the Hemtika period, there is no possibility of surviving under this wave of demons.

How can you directly chisel through most of the army of thousands of demons like now.

If it weren't for the existence of other people behind him, it would not be difficult to complete the breakthrough on his own.

Unfortunately, he wasn't alone.

His enemies aren't just monsters on the ground.

He still has companions to take care of, and strange birds that will swoop down from the sky at some point, horse-headed bat wings, and hunt like falcons.

Death harbingers are frequently triggered in such situations, and the tragic images of the death of their companions are scrambling to appear before their eyes, and scenes of blood and cruelty are intertwined and mixed with each other to form a hellish picture.

Nausea, dizziness, wanting to throw up.

Obviously, he boasted that he had good control over his abilities, but until today, until now, he realized how naïve and naïve he was.

But no matter how painful it is, he must persevere, because he is not only carrying his own life.

Can't lose.

His consciousness was blurred, his mind seemed to be divided, he felt the existence of an infinite number of selves in the dark, each self corresponded to a timeline, and with the increasing confusion of the brain, his perspective became more and more transcendent - similar to the sublimation of the soul to the long river of time, there were infinite bifurcations in his vision, each time and space is a perspective, and each perspective has infinite possibilities.

Like a transcendent deity, thousands of futures, world changes, all in the palm of your hand.

Looking at it, it is like looking at palm prints.

It's a strange feeling, and it's incredible, and Amy would be amazed by what she says.

But now, it's completely unconscious.

When he realized what the chaotic world in his eyes meant, his consciousness suddenly fell from a higher perspective, and he returned to his place in a trance, unable to recall the scenery he had seen.

This cannot be said to be a pity, but now is not the time to regret it.

The Glory One stopped his steps.

"Retreat!"

He said, but he didn't retreat himself.

"I'm broken. ”

Simple and straightforward, without any explanations.

- It's too late.

The previous state of affairs may contain some deep meaning, some vital information, but that is not the point.

The focus is on him......

It's a trap.

These monsters may have a certain amount of intelligence and intelligence, but they are still quite far from wisdom, and they will definitely not be smart enough to lure the enemy deep and know how to arrange such a complex trap.

And he, too, was careless.

I was bewildered by the illusion deliberately created by the monster.

And that's—

These twisted deformers, although they have different appearances, are definitely not strange, and if you distinguish them from their appearance, they can be roughly divided into the following categories:

For one, it's humanoid, but it's a certain aberration in the human base.

Second, it's a tentacle type.,It's roughly a wriggling mass of flesh in shape.,Use the tentacles that extend from the body to attack and defend.,It's a powerful species among monsters.。

The third is an unstable aggregate state, their appearance is extremely unstable, twisted and deformed all the time, and their combat power is extremely weak, except for the disgusting internal organs and pus that will explode after being slashed, they look very different.

But the so-called indifference is actually just an illusion, an illusion deliberately created by the monster, more precisely, by the manipulator behind the monster.

They first assume that the black hand behind the scenes is "them" - driving the monster and cleverly arranging the monster.

The former army used a mixture of multiple types, and deliberately did not show their specialness, so that people inertia rushed all the way to kill until the end of the dagger.

After entering the middle layer, a large number of Type 3, unstable aggregate demons are arranged.

Born as a class of troops, as weapons, they certainly don't really be as harmless as they were in the previous armies - on the contrary, their presence is the real threat.

- Self-detonation.

That's what they are all about, their flesh itself is a bomb, with a corrosive liquid on it, and its volatile smell is quite toxic.

The death of one or two may not have much impact on the battle situation, but once it becomes large, even if it is lucky enough to avoid the first wave of explosions, it will greatly hinder the battle due to the subsequent volatilization of poisonous gas.

So, it's a trap, it's a dead end.

Knowing his own family's affairs, Amy Ulysses knew that he, and the remaining freshman sword-wielders, were just small people fighting on the battlefield, and no one would specifically target them.

Other words

This trap does not exist as a "trap", but as a tactic, a tactic deliberately orchestrated specifically for the expeditionary force.

Simple, botched but effective.

It's a big trouble-

Whether it's deliberately changing the terrain, dividing the battlefield, or driving demons to construct specialized tactics to fight, the Glory Ones realize that the enemy ...... Come prepared!

This is a long-planned attack!