The Holy Monarch flapped his six wings behind him, leading hundreds of Seraphim to fly at the front of the battle array, personally leading the army to the battle.

After a long period of cultivation, the Seraphim Martial Soul had already fused with his soul.

He is the Seraphim, and the Seraphim is him.

The brilliant divine power was unreservedly released in his body.

Intense light and heat erupted, and light like a scorching sun sprinkled down on the underworld, bringing a rare piece of brilliance to this eternal night-like region.

The solemn eyes of the Divine Monarch looked into the distance, and countless gray fogs were constantly surging upwards and tumbling, revealing the appearance of various different soul beast limbs.

Such a bizarre and absurd situation did not slow down the pace of the army's movement, but made everyone unconsciously increase their speed.

In the sky above the Forest of Distortion, countless volumes of thick mist began to flow rapidly, and a distorted soul body with the ability to fly appeared in front of everyone's eyes out of thin air.

A piercing, high-pitched roar rushed straight ahead.

The rolling sound converged into extremely terrifying sound waves and spiritual attacks, surging towards the army of the undead.

The army of aberrant souls is here.

"Wake up the martial spirit, the whole army is arrayed! Angel Legion, attack! ”

A deep soul voice erupted from the mouth of the Holy Sovereign.

The powerful soul power transmitted the voice to the ears of every soldier who participated in the battle.

These ordinary words were far more uplifting to the soldiers than the rousing military music that sounded before the battle of the mortal realm.

With a large number of lights and shadows about to light up, one after another military formations began to show different changes.

Behind the Divine Sovereign, the entire military array was entirely composed of Beast Martial Soul Soul Masters with flexible flying abilities.

The undead, who numbered as many as 100,000, collectively rose into the air and soared, and the entire military formation was completely translated into the air.

The bodies of countless Angel Martial Soul Owners burst out with incomparably shining divine power at the same time, and the huge angelic light and shadow overlapped with themselves one after another.

This purest power of divine and order spread rapidly, spreading outward in an instant, connecting from the sky.

In the dim world of the underworld, they shine like beacons.

The Angel Legion of the Mighty Douluo Continent was still terrifying in the underworld!

After years of research and exploration, the Eternal Sleep Realm has already gained insight into some of the secrets of martial spirits.

Even in this underworld, even if it lacks the role of soul power, the martial soul can still exert its due effect, and the true body of the martial soul can also be urged by the soul power.

The undead of the beast martial soul and the weapon martial soul are divided into different military formations one after another according to their cultivation, the type of martial soul, and the way of fighting.

This kind of soul master military formation, which has been completely lost on the Douluo Continent since the destruction of the Martial Spirit Palace, still exists in the underworld.

A squad of seven?

That would be too stupid in front of a large-scale war.

In the face of a large-scale enemy, a large-scale military formation is needed!

The Douluo Continent has been comfortable for too long, so that the soul masters have long forgotten the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors!

After tens of thousands of years of continuous battles in the Eternal Sleep Realm, the Soul Master Army Array has been developed to a new level by the kings and monarchs, and I don't know how many times I have repelled the impact of the distorted soul body.

Countless lights of different colors lit up from the rear of the military array, and a large number of undead bodies showed colorful glows and light films.

Before their deaths, they were auxiliary soul masters, and they needed to use the power of the law to assist their companions.

Now, after the development of the martial soul itself and its own ability system to a certain extent, some of the auxiliary martial souls can still take effect in the underworld.

Even if it doesn't have the bug-level power of his life, it's still extraordinary.

It was the power that came from the martial soul and the soul itself, and it was the power that they cultivated and developed bit by bit, and it belonged only to them!

Countless undead warriors with defensive martial spirits are firmly at the forefront.

Shoulder to shoulder, their bodies glowing with different colors, clearing the way for countless companions to act as vanguards, ready to fight against the deformed souls that are getting closer and closer.

"Combined Soul Technique! Remote coverage! ”

With the sound of a monarch bursting out, the center of all the military formations lit up.

A large number of soul skills of different attributes were superimposed on each other and covered the past towards the distorted soul body, almost reflecting the dark and dull sky.

Elemental attributes are exploding, and soul power is roaring.

Among the army of aberrant souls, gorgeous flowers of different colors bloomed one after another.

Suddenly, the tide of the combined souls collided with the military formation of the Eternal Sleeping Realm.

Two distinct forces collided together, and even the eternal power of death on the barren plains froze for a moment.

Countless soul powers disintegrated and collapsed, and a large number of limbs formed with soul power were thrown away.

There are undead and there are distorted souls.

It's like two giant spinning tops colliding together.

In an instant, sparks burst out.

The two distinct currents of white and black are full at this time.

In the midst of a war like a meat grinder, the impact of the Eternal Sleeping Realm was slowed down.

But it is undeniable that they are like a powerful and incomparable drill bit, still pushing forward at an extremely determined speed, trying to chisel through this "beast tide" that is like a vast ocean with no end in sight!

Countless king-level warrior souls unleashed, roaring over the shield wall composed of soldiers one after another, and directly rushed into the group of aberrant soul bodies.

Wherever the king level passed, the speed of the undead soldiers' advance skyrocketed.

A huge golden crocodile with a body of thousands of meters long frantically rushed into the group of aberrant souls in a tumbling manner.

The crushing force of terror cleared a large blank space in an instant.

Countless aberrant soul bodies exploded into pitch-black air currents under the crushing of the golden crocodiles, scattering into chaos soul crystals that were enough to make people cultivate to a great progress.

Gold and black surround impact.

With the instant opening of the way by the giant golden crocodile like a road steamroller, another gray-white figure as pale as white paper, but as fast as lightning, instantly overtook it.

He held a giant chrysanthemum that resembled a strange chrysanthemum, and the petals bloomed outward with his attack, like the scythe of death.

Under his ghostly attack, a large number of aberrant soul bodies didn't have time to react accordingly, and the chaotic soul crystals in his brain had already been blasted out by petals and fists.

After a few moments, the petals regrouped as if they had a life of their own.

The giant Furry Celestial Chrysanthemum vanished without a trace, and was replaced by an evil young man who looked even more bewitching than a woman.

Compared to the indiscriminate crushing of the golden crocodile, the battle between the gray-white ghost and the evil youth is more like an artistic performance.

I don't know how much combat pressure and how many personnel losses have been reduced for the front-line pioneers.

This is the exact opposite of the Aberrant Soul Lords.

In the aberrant soul body, the existence of the middle and low ranks is used as cannon fodder for the high-level members.

And the Eternal Sleep Realm is a high-level combat power that opens the way for everyone in the flesh!

The war had already reached a white-hot stage at the moment of contact between the two sides.

Except for the many lords and monarchs who had not yet entered, all the other ninth-order aberrant souls and kings had already joined this terrifying battle like Armageddon.

The battle line is constantly advancing, and the resilience of the undead far exceeds the psychological expectations of the aberrant soul lords.

They are opening their way with flesh and blood, trying to penetrate the interior of the Forest of Aberrations.

In the sky, all kinds of golden feathers are constantly falling.

It was the feathers that the Angel Legion had scattered as they fought the flying aberrant spirits.

The fighting in the air is even more fierce than the surface of the earth.

The general strength of combat power and cultivation determines that the intensity of the battle in the air must rise.

The hideous bone dragon soared in the sky, fighting the two quasi-lord-level aberrant soul bodies with its own strength without falling into the wind.

The six-winged king-level person held a holy sword in each hand, and the divine power and the power of the sun's true fire exploded at the same time, and the scorching sword qi of the Dao Dao surged in the air.

Suddenly, one after another powerful soul coercion swept across the battlefield.

Like a monstrous wave set off by a violent wind, the unspeakable power of terror encompasses both the enemy and the enemy.

At some point, a holy sword appeared in the hand of the Holy Sovereign.

A cold snort exploded, like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens.

The entire sky lit up in an instant, and the powerful power of holy light dispelled the haze that shrouded the entire army.

No one noticed that the shadow that had been standing proudly behind him seemed to be a little illusory.

The Divine Sovereign's afterglow glanced at a certain part of the battlefield and was replaced by an extremely strong battle intent.

He looked at the many aberrant soul lords who had already risen into the air, and the cold killing intent flowed unabashedly.

"Guys, it's time for us to do it."

The sound echoed like a signal before the final battle.

Light, Thunder, Tempest, Flame, Sun, Hammer, Dragon, Sky Fox......

One monarch after another manifested at the same time, merging with their most original martial spirits, and bursting out with extremely powerful terrifying power.

Far more terrifying power fluctuations collided from the air, and the aftermath of the battle made people's hearts flutter and their souls tremble.

It was a battle between the lord level and the undead monarch.

The originally dull sky was rendered in different colors by hundreds of completely different forces.

It's a collision between different individuals, a collision between three battlefields, and a collision between two immortal races.

In this battle of unprecedented intensity, all the kings and monarchs did their best to raise the intensity of the battle to a level where high-level aberrant souls could not have any distraction.

There is only one goal for the entire Eternal Sleeping Realm - to send the Swift Monarch into it and break through the defense line and blockade formed by the lord-level aberrant soul body.

As long as they delay long enough, the later the aberrant souls are discovered, the more likely it is that the Swift Monarch will be able to successfully enter the place of home.

Why did the Aberrant Soul Body Lords react to the information brought by the Strange Bird Lord before: This is impossible?

It is precisely because the powerful soul power of the monarch level cannot be completely concealed by the Holy Blessing Stone.

Even the Swift Sovereign, who has the lowest overall combat power, even under the shroud of the Holy Blessing Stone Battle Armor, its aura is as dazzling as the Brilliant Sun.

All monarchs and lords are aware of this.

It is completely impossible to smuggle into the interior of the Forest of Aberration.

The only way is to confuse the sight, sight and perception of the aberrant soul body lords in the high-intensity battle, so as to shrink their soul power to the extreme, and suppress it to the point of approaching the king level, so that there is a glimmer of possibility to rush into it.

As long as the Soul Lords react, this is an extremely dangerous thing.

Without any supplies, unable to conceal their aura, it was almost an impossible task to traverse such a vast and distorted forest.

Of course, the Aberrant Soul Lords didn't want to do anything to a lone monarch.

But they just don't want to go first, it's not that they can't be beaten, and it's not that they don't want to kill.

If anyone can devour the soul of a monarch completely, they are very likely to become an existence with monarch-level strength.

It is precisely because the strongest dragon lord has devoured the half-soul heart of a monarch that he can reach this strength today.

If the aberrant soul body lords were really in a hurry, with more than a hundred lord-level troops joining forces, even if they were as strong as the Divine Sovereign, they could only turn around and flee.

Therefore, even if the Swift Monarch can force his way into the place of destination with his speed.

If she can't get in touch with the Ethereal Spirit Turtle Clan, then she'll probably stay there forever and ever, or be torn apart by the rampaging Aberrant Soul Lord.

She was ready to die here long before she set off.

In the western part of the Forest of Distortion, Huo Yutong and Chenxin, the old and the young, were carrying the coffin, and the other was carrying the Stone of Divine Blessing, which had been used a lot, and the other was complete, looking at the small piece of sky in the distance that kept flickering.

Huo Yutong pointed to the changing colors in the sky and asked weakly, "Seven Kills Grandpa, is this ...... This shouldn't be some natural phenomenon in the underworld, right? ”

In the past half a year, Huo Yutong and Chenxin have traveled together, passed through layers of dangers, and experienced many fights, before they came to the edge of the forest.

On the same day, after the dust heart fully recovered, the two first turned back to their place of return.

Even if Huo Yutong came out of there.

She had already proved from personal experience that there was nothing there.

But it's all here, if you don't take a look in person, how can you be willing?

But I don't know why.

The black barrier that Huo Yutong, the Snow Emperor, and the Octagonal Xuanbing Grass could all pass through at will, but the dust heart couldn't pass through it no matter what.

After tossing for a day to no avail, he gave up his plan to enter the interior, thinking about how to bring Huo Yutong back to the realm of eternal sleep safely.

After clarifying the composition of the environment inside the Forest of Distortion, and with the help of one more person, the speed at which the two of them returned to the place where they met was much faster than before, and they walked back and forth in a few days.

Coincidentally, on the way back, they slaughtered two quasi-lord-level aberrant soul bodies that came to chase and kill Dusty Heart, and they gained a lot.

Old Man Chen generously gave all the Chaos Soul Crystals he had harvested along the way to Huo Yutong, and he didn't take a penny for himself, and he worked completely for nothing.

Huo Yutong felt that this was a bit uncomfortable, so he imitated the soul weapons worn by the death knights in the half-plane, and tailored a set for the old man, plus a special model of the Hades suit.

This is also Qian Chaoguang's usual little bit of a cult addiction, and the various soul forging metals that have been forged in the storage soul guide.

If it weren't for the current environment and Huo Yutong's forging skills, she really wouldn't dare to arm the soul of Chenxin.

Time and soul reserves are not allowed.

Is it a gift, the particular thing is to give it to its liking.

Obviously, the old man simply can't put it down.

With the blessing of the two sets of equipment, the combat power of Dusty Heart still failed to reach the monarch level, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a quasi-monarch level.

His current combat power is now far beyond the ordinary king's level, but not as strong as the monarchs.

With some special amplification methods, coupled with the cooperation of the martial soul true body, he can probably open up with a real aberrant soul body lord for a while.

Catch up with the other party's slackness, and maybe you can kill if you break out.

And Dusty Heart also taught Huo Yutong a lot of ways to replace soul power with soul power during the battle of this journey, which made her combat power increase greatly without using soul power.

Even the three-style martial arts have been perfected.

Not to say that it is completely complete, but it has reached the point where it can play a role in actual combat.

In this way, even though the soul power reserves carried in the bottle were about to bottom out, Huo Yutong's heart was still full of confidence.

The combination of one old and one young in this aberrant forest without a lord-level existence is also like a fish in water, and its actions are becoming more and more daring.

Basically, you can walk sideways.

Even if you really encounter three or five lords besieging you, you can leave calmly, or even kill them on the spot - at least the few remaining would-be lords who came to pursue were all killed cleanly.

Even, the two of them were no longer satisfied with reaping the benefits of the sixth-order aberrant soul body.

Even the Seventh Order, Eighth Order, and even a small number of Ninth Order could not escape their hunt.

As long as you don't encounter a large-scale gathering place of high-level soul bodies, there is only one word - kill!

That's the confidence that comes with increased strength.

After more than half a year, Qian Chaoguang's injuries had not continued to deteriorate, but had been stabilized by a large number of high-quality Chaos Soul Crystals.

Except that there is still no trend for the better, it seems that everything is developing in a good direction.

It is precisely under such a solid fighting friendship and the love of grandparents and grandchildren that the relationship between the old and the young has greatly improved, and they have long been familiar.

They also called each other a little intimately.

Originally, Huo Yutong and Chenxin had been planning for several days, preparing to come up with a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain—they had already gained insight into the strange bird lord's stalking in the distance.

First introduced a large number of lord-level lords into the hinterland with his arrogant actions, and then relied on the powerful soul aura isolation ability of the Hades suit, he walked away from under the nose of the opponent and returned to the realm of eternal sleep.

It would be great if you could take advantage of the chaos and kill another lord.

After staying in the Forest of Aberrations for more than half a year, if he hadn't had a chance, Huo Yutong would have wanted to get a lord-level Chaos Soul Crystal to try!

Dusty heart, who has reached the quasi-monarch level, also thinks.

But he wanted to bring Huo Yutong back safely, which was the most important thing.

In the eyes of this old man, Huo Yutong, who was full of youthful vitality, always reminded him of Ning Rongrong, who was like his own granddaughter.

Moreover......

Compared with Ning Rongrong's jumping demon woman, Huo Yutong, who is well-behaved, sensible, sweet-mouthed and motivated, is much better than her.

How pleasing to the eye is how dusty the heart looks.

The kind of ancestral friendship that has nowhere to vent is poured out on Huo Yutong's body without reservation.

A full 10,000 years have passed, and this former Sword Douluo once again feels the joy of his family.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation was not suitable, the old man would like to recognize his goddaughter directly.

In the western part of the Forest of Distortion, the dust heart, carrying two stones of holy blessings, threw one of them to the ground.

He touched his beard, looked into the distance with his soul power, and said uncertainly, "Logically speaking...... This should not be the case in the underworld. Could it be that His Majesty the Divine Majesty has taken the initiative to start a war with the aberrant soul body again? ”

Huo Yutong was puzzled: "Seven Killing Grandpa, didn't you say that the Eternal Sleep Realm has now completely shrunk its defensive front and has been relying on the Wall of Sighs to fight against the aberrant soul body?" How did you get into the Forest of Distortion? ”

Dusty Heart was silent for a few seconds and sighed, "Before I set off, His Majesty the Divine Majesty had proposed a radical plan. That is, with at least ten or more monarchs as the vanguard, lead a large number of kings to enter the forest. Attack what it must save, to ease the danger of the high wall. ”

Huo Yutong tilted his head and thought about it: "It sounds good, but the uncertainty is too strong, no wonder it is called a radical plan, it is indeed radical." This is completely betting on whether the aberrant soul lords will go up in psychological warfare, and if they don't, they will be blind. ”

Dusty heart undeniably bowed: "Indeed, His Majesty the Holy One has said so. The first prerequisite for the success of this plan is that the other party must have a certain brain, but not too much. The biggest possibility of a radical plan failing is ...... The Aberrant Soul Lords are likely to be completely brainless, and that's the problem. ”

If you summarize in one sentence the radical plan proposed by the Holy Sovereign, and the possible reaction of the aberrant soul body......

That's probably the legendary fool master.

I prejudged yours, and even what you might predict mine, and thought of a backup plan accordingly.

As a result, the opponent √ 8 didn't think about it, and came up recklessly.

It's embarrassing.

"Anyway, let's go over and have a look first, if there is a real fight, then we don't have to go to great lengths to divert the tiger from the mountain, grandpa will take you directly to find the big army to converge!"

Dusty Heart picked up the two large Sacred Blessing Stones again, and gestured towards the place where the light erupted in the distance.

"When the time comes, let's kill these deformed monsters directly from behind, and maybe we can kill a few lords to satisfy our hunger! When the time comes, I will envy the old bones and the old crocodiles, well...... There are also two perverts such as chrysanthemum and imp. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Huo Yutong nodded.

With that, the figures of the two flashed, and they suddenly disappeared in place, rushing in the direction of the battlefield.

For the convenience of movement, Huo Yutong transformed the sarcophagus coffin and alloy box of the Holy Blessing after meeting Chenxin, and fixed the unconscious Qian Chaoguang inside.

In this way, even if you carry the sarcophagus of the Holy Blessing at high speed, it will not hurt.

Pulling a small trailer, it is indeed safe, but the speed is too slow.

It's no longer alone, and now fully aware of the inner workings of the Forest of Distortion, so it doesn't hurt to be bold.

......

In the battlefield where the two races clashed, the undead soldiers showed remarkable resilience.

Breaking free from the shackles of the body, the soul power and the power of death are condensed into a fearless sword, spear, sword and halberd, without fear of scratching and biting.

Originally, the most terrifying tearing of the soul beast was placed on the undead warrior, and it was already able to ignore it to a certain extent.

The battle between souls and souls, if there is no ability to decide the winner with one blow, it will become a protracted tug-of-war, a hedge between soul powers.

Consumed until one party couldn't bear it at all, the soul disintegrated, the body shattered, and this short fight finally came to an end.

In the midst of the difficult advance, even though there were many monarch-level active on the middle and lower battlefields, the vanguard of the undead legion also suffered heavy losses.

The undead martial soul of the harnesser martial soul shattered, and the undead limbs that turned into giant beasts shattered.

The war between the two races is the hedge of two giant meat grinders.

A large number of soul skills are thrown at each other on the battlefield.

The elemental glow driven by the condensation of soul power was stunned in the underworld without any elemental power, forming an elemental tide.

Although the combined soul skills released by the many undead warriors in the military array were powerful, they could not completely crush them in the face of a massive number of mid- and low-level aberrant soul bodies like a sea of smoke.

Although the attacks unleashed by the aberrant souls were only fighting on their own, the huge number of them combined was absolutely deadly.

Ants bite elephants to death, this is by no means a joke.

Even a terrifying powerhouse whose combat power has reached the king level does not dare to say that he can kill a bloody path with his own strength.

Those mid- and low-level aberrant soul bodies didn't have any emotions to speak of.

There is no escape, no fear, no pity, no stopping.

Acting as cannon fodder in this war, they will only use their limbs and skills to desperately attack those undead soldiers.

In the hearts of many mid- and low-level aberrant soul bodies, some only have orders from their superiors and their own desire to devour pure souls.

They don't have a mind of their own, and they don't know what the continuation and glory of the race is.

They simply want to kill and devour.

In a battle with them, only when one of them is completely defeated and swallowed up by the victor is the final outcome.

The battle between the Realm of Eternal Sleep and the Aberrant Soul Body is enough to describe the vastness.

The huge space of the underworld and the huge volume of both sides have completed each mutual impact that can be called Mars hitting the earth.

What is the concept of the same battle in which the two sides have participated in more than 100 million battles?

I'm afraid no one on the Douluo Continent can imagine it.

Just the two sides lined up here, it was already beyond sight.

The scope of the battlefield is so vast that I am afraid that only the barren underworld can accommodate this number of two armies facing each other.

If the Eternal Sleep Realm side can still rely on the unique soul power between the undead to transmit messages, ensuring that the rigorous military formation advances layer by layer.

Then the aberrant soul body side is pure chaos, chaos like a tide.

The battle for each other is vividly reflected here.

There will even be some ill-intentioned seventh-order and eighth-order teams mixed with a large number of mid- and low-level cannon fodder.

It seems that they are used to act as a vanguard, to charge the army of the undead.

In fact, they are secretly attacking their own "people" in order to gain more benefits in this sudden war.

With the advancement of the Eternal Sleep Realm and the massive consumption of cannon fodder, a truly intense collision has just begun.

A large number of high-level aberrant soul bodies could not restrain the hatred and desire in their hearts at all when facing the human undead, and surging soul power surged out from their bodies.

After the cannon fodder troops, it is an even more difficult opponent to deal with.

A strangely shaped high-level aberrant soul body roared towards the undead warriors' military formation, and a large number of negative forces and soul power were mixed together, forming a natural spiritual attack.

A strong negative aura erupted like an aura, impacting the front military formation.

At this moment, countless undead soldiers suddenly felt that their soul power was rapidly consumed, and the martial souls in their hands continued to tremble, as if they were about to crack.

Even the heart of the determined battle has been eroded, becoming dark and gloomy, and passivity has suddenly arisen.

The screams released by the high-level aberrant souls uniting together were by no means comparable to those mid- and low-level cannon fodder.

It was just the aftermath of their charge, and it was enough to make ordinary mid-tier undead unstable.

High-level aberrant souls began to participate in frontal combat, and the large number of undead warriors at the forefront were immediately greatly affected.

The large-scale combined soul technique that was taking shape dissipated, and countless martial soul true bodies were beaten back to their original form at this moment, and the combat power of the entire front was sharply reduced.

In an instant, the pressure on the front-line forces increased sharply.

A large amount of colorful glow lit up from behind the front.

In the next moment, the strong negative field that had been formed before was broken by the supporters joining forces, and a large number of support forces were reconnected to the warriors in the front row.

The six wings behind a king-level seraphim shone brightly in a moment, and the whole person spread out a huge phantom that reached through the sky, enveloping several nearby military formations.

The powerful and warm Holy Light of Order spread outward, and countless undead only felt that their bodies were once again filled with a strong sense of power, and all the previous negative states were gone.

"Kill!"

Another king was armed with a spear.

Raising his hand and stabbing out, the power like a swimming dragon going out to sea blasted forward, clearing an extremely long blank in an instant.

But in the next moment, this blank space was filled in an instant!

Even though the Eternal Sleeping Realm had already summed up a set of effective countermeasures in the tens of thousands of years of fighting against the aberrant souls, the large number of high-level aberrant souls still made everyone feel more stressed.

On a long front, there will always be one or two weak points that will collapse at such a critical moment.

It's not that there is a problem with their abilities, it's just that under the irregular impact of the distorted soul body, they are more unlucky and have encountered more shocks than they can bear.

Whenever this happens, there will be king-level rapid attacks towards weak points, desperately intercepting those who may break through to the internal formation of the military formation to disrupt the formation.

In a truly evenly matched large-scale battle, if there are no scientific and technological factors that transcend the times, what will be fought is the formation mobilization and the soldiers' fighting spirit when the two armies face each other.

As long as the formation is not chaotic, the military formation is not dispersed, and the momentum is not overwhelming, it is impossible for the aberrant souls to tear apart the defense line of the undead legion and cause a large number of effective casualties to the army.

In a battle of this scale, it is difficult for individual power to play any effective role, let alone the rhetoric of turning things around with one's own strength.

It was also after entering the underworld and reincarnating as an undead that those Shrek soul masters who had proposed the idea of extreme individual soldiers realized how wrong they were.

For a real large-scale war, the envisaged extreme individual soldier who can turn the tide alone is a complete joke, even ridiculous.

It doesn't work at all.

War is a collective force.

What we are fighting for is national strength, for the momentum of both sides on the battlefield, for the ability and cooperation of soldiers, for the command ability of superiors, for logistics supply and weapons and equipment, and for information transparency and dispatch capabilities.

Unless he has the extremely powerful power of the Lord of the Forbidden Land, so strong that he can ignore everything and kill the entire underworld by himself, which makes countless people fearful.

That's what qualifies as the ultimate soldier.

That's what can really change the course of a war.

This being has an apt name on the Blue Star - Humanoid Truth.

One stop there is a deterrent at the level of truth.

And at this point, what is the meaning of the so-called training of various subjects?

As long as you don't have a brain, you don't have to think about reconnaissance, lurking, makeup, reconnaissance and the like.

The essence of war lies in the competition between the value of collective force and the value of absolute force.

Unless you can compete with the collective on your own.

Otherwise, as a single person who is not a senior commander, he can play very little role in a large-scale war.

The Douluo people, who were lying on the book of glory for 10,000 years, had long forgotten what a real all-out war was, and even more so the peace and stability that their ancestors had exchanged for with blood and tears.

They stubbornly believe that the strength of the soul master can solve everything.

The strength of the individual is the ultimate solution to all problems.

But the Holy Monarch never dared to forget, and he could never forget, let alone such a haughty thought.

Since he was born, he has been struggling to survive with the angel gods of the past, and he has always been on guard against the attacks of soul beasts.

Every time a soul beast attacks, it means that someone is going to lose their life.

Later, they cultivated successfully, and the angel gods of the past waved their arms, integrating the power of the entire Douluo Continent Terran Race, leading the clansmen to launch a counterattack on the soul beasts, and finally opened up a small habitat for the Douluo Terran Race.

Even in the following thousand years, the territory occupied by humans slowly expanded, and the continental human race never really settled.

Wars with soul beasts are still commonplace, and there is no harmony and stability at all.

When the Holy Monarch was at the end of his life, he was reincarnated as an undead spirit in the underworld, and he unexpectedly retained his consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he still had to face a crisis related to the life and death of the entire race.

It can be said that the Holy Monarch has spent his whole life fighting for humanity and has never stopped.

Under his leadership, under the leadership of generations of strong men born from the time of the melee between man and beast.

Whether it was the former Eternal Sleeping Empire or the current Eternal Sleeping Realm, they never dared to forget what the war that was really related to the survival of the race should be, and in various ways, racked their brains to improve the war background of the entire race.

What is "cattle and sheep are in groups, and Mengbeasts always move alone"?

It's all fart!

Only unity is the foundation and key to strength!

A herd of cattle and sheep can unite to drive away jackals.

A pack of jackals can unite to drive away tigers and leopards.

How strong should that group of tigers and leopards be together?

New cultivation paths, soul master army formations, collocation between various martial souls, super-large-scale combined soul skills, superimposed cooperation between different auxiliary soul masters, and development of soul power use......

Tens of thousands of years of racial warfare have made the powerhouses of the Eternal Sleeping Realm never stop in-depth research, referring to the vision and research experience of the soul masters of later generations to optimize little by little, and constantly bring forth the new.

The pressure of survival made the Eternal Sleeping Realm's understanding of the word "war" far crush the Douluo Continent.

At the very least, other factors such as logistics and geography aside, the understanding of combat once the actual engagement begins is far overwhelming.

If you let the undead warriors of the same level play against the soul division legion of the same level, I am afraid that even if the number of soul division legions is several times more, they will be killed by the undead warriors.

Disorganized and undisciplined fighting on their own, what is the difference between that and these aberrant souls without brains in front of them?

What's more, mid- and low-level aberrant souls will not be afraid, while soul masters will.

High in the sky, the battlefield between the monarch and the aberrant soul lords shone brightly.

Countless attacks erupted from above the Celestial Dome, unleashing a deafening sound.

Twenty-six monarchs join forces to fight, not only to face enemies many times their size, but also to keep an eye on the massive battlefield below.

The number of aberrant souls is much higher than that of the undead.

With king-level and mid-level undead warriors alone, even if they cooperate tacitly and have a tight military formation, they will not be able to resist an enemy ten times their number on a macro scale.

The holy sword in the hand of the Holy Monarch was radiant, and the power of light and the true fire of the sun seemed to scorch through the sky.

With the power of a sword, ten thousand souls retreated, and they fought eight lord-level aberrant soul bodies alone with their own strength without falling behind.

He is like a scorching sun hanging high in the sky, exuding eternal light and heat, lighting up the path and hope ahead.

The Sky Fox Lord turned into a giant nine-tailed fox and pressed across the battlefield of the two armies.

A monarch completely abandons the battlefield above and comes to the surface, which is extremely rare for aberrant souls.

Nine huge silver-white fox tails swept away, and the surging soul power erupted outward like a mountain and a tsunami, enveloping countless aberrant soul bodies.

In the next second, the pink soul power exploded, and all the aberrant soul bodies that were enveloped by it were indiscriminately attacked, and they all turned against each other and turned to kill their companions.

Countless high-level aberrant soul bodies with not weak wisdom suddenly felt that their bodies were cold, and even if they stepped on the bodies of their companions, they had to flee to the sides in a panic.

The power of the Heavenly Fox Sovereign's charm was too terrifying, and he had cultivated to the point of completely exceeding his essence.

It is said to be charming, but in essence, it is a terrifying mind manipulation that points directly at the soul.

It is no longer as simple as using spiritual power to hint, but directly using powerful soul power to break through the external defense of the opponent's soul and build spiritual hints in the bottom of your heart.