After Death Chapter 8, The Ancient Battlefield
Things were really as Wang Mo expected, and Zhensan's non-return attracted the attention of the enemy. Two enemies emerge from the base at once, but they are greeted by two spider silks. The same was put into the hole by Wang Mo. This time, there was no redundant interrogation link, and it was resolved directly on the spot.
"You don't treat your captives well?" Xixi felt a little cruel and questioned Wang Mo.
Wang Mo responded directly, making Xixi give up her questioning, "If we had a team or reinforcements, I might consider treating the prisoners well, but we don't have anything." ”
The disappearance of these two men caused the Blue Flag Army to blow up the nest and send five hunters up at the same time. And the costume is not camouflaged, it is the unique costume of the Blue Flag Army. This time, Wang Mo did not wait for the rabbit, and also changed his strategy. deliberately exposed his figure and lured the five people to chase after him.
The white dragon regained its size, and the two of them and one beast diverged in three directions. The force behind the five people must also be divided into three groups, so that they can be defeated individually. Maybe Wang Mo is too handsome, and there are three people chasing him. It was a big surprise to him, but he also had to act according to the plan and take out the three Blue Flag troops behind him.
"You killed all the guerrillas?" Wang Mo stopped and questioned the three Blue Flag Army, and the other party surrounded him in the middle, and he didn't seem to mean to talk.
For tough enemies, Wang Mo naturally has a way, that is, to fight until they speak. He waved the sword in his hand and took the initiative to challenge, attacking one of them to open a breakthrough. I knew that this time it was a big mistake, these three turned out to be a squad, with perfect squad tactics, and they actually surrounded Wang Mo in the middle.
"I'm not playing with you anymore!" Wang Mo was a little embarrassed, he didn't have any training in hand-to-hand combat at all. So with a slight movement of his brain, three flying knives appeared in the air, piercing the backs of two people, but one of them was injured and fled. Wang Mo also wanted to give birth to a flying knife out of thin air, but unexpectedly failed.
"Run there!" Wang Mo hurriedly caught up with the fleeing Blue Flag Army, the other party had already scattered a lot of soul power, and he couldn't run away at all. The long sword pressed against the enemy's neck, trying to press the intelligence, "What happened to the guerrillas inside?" ”
"Phew, wait a little bit!" One sentence made Wang Mo angry, and he wanted to kill the other party with a sword, but he thought of a better way. Press one hand on top of your enemy's head, ready to attempt a psychic search or a blast. If you want to learn something, you always need to practice, and this is the opportunity.
Wang Mo didn't know how to use soul power at all, he only knew that he was holding down the other party's head and thinking nonsense. There really was some effect, and a couple of not-so-continuous clips appeared. Then the enemy's head completed the explosion, and Wang Mo was startled. stared blankly at the corpse in front of him, not knowing how to do it.
"Forget it!" Wang Mo simply comforted himself, and then tried again to make a flying knife or something out of thin air, but failed. It wasn't until the hundredth time that my head hurt a little.
"What are you doing? A first-order soul person should not have given birth to a physical body yet, so it won't be uncomfortable! Xixi saw Wang Mo holding his head, and simply mocked a few words. Instead, she was asked a question, "Why can't I spawn items now?" ”
"Probably...... Your previous items haven't been withdrawn, and your soul power is limited, what do you think? Xixi stroked her hair seriously and thought for a while, and put forward a constructive suggestion. Wang Mo decisively tried, and with a move of his mind, he took back the items he made, and there would be no problem in regeneration.
Wang Mo repeatedly tried the ability to generate items, and the limit was six small throwing knives or two long swords or long knives. Some simple utensils are still okay, and those things that are so complicated that the brain can't remember them can't be done, such as guns, ammunition, motorcycles, and so on.
"Oh, I've learned the Dafa of Soul Searching!" Wang Mo looked at Xixi as if he was flattering, and said cheaply, "I really found some clips, which may help you." ”
"Slut, say it, I hate your look right now!" Xixi avoided Wang Mo in disgust, and the other party had no choice but to say those clips, "I saw two clips, the Blue Flag Army injected a white thing into the guerrillas, and the second fragment was a person, this guy is a one-eyed dragon." ”
"Soul Locking Liquid and Dulong Butcher, what should I do?" Xixi's whole person collapsed, and his original spirit disappeared completely.
Wang Mo didn't know anything, so he could only say some indifferent enthusiastic words. At this time, the white dragon finally came back and successfully completed the task. At this time, Wang Mo's chivalrous heart flared up again, patted his chest and said, "You wait, I'll sneak into the guerrilla headquarters to have a look." ”
"Come back, we must leave!" Xixi's eyes changed from sloppy to very complicated, if the soul had tears, Xixi must have cried and scolded. Pulling Wang Mo to ride on the white dragon, running in an unknown direction, away from the guerrillas, he gave the answer, "The soul lock liquid is a permanent control of the soul man's mind, and the Dulong Butcher is invincible among the first-order mid-level soul people, and is a squadron leader of the Blue Flag Army. ”
"The guerrillas have all become puppets, and we can't beat that Dulong butcher, right?" Wang Mo's voice also lowered, his emotions were not so excited, and the soul thug's heart was also hit.
When Wang Mo and Xixi walked aimlessly, there was a sudden tremor of the earth and the sound of horses' hooves behind them. Wang Mo looked back and dropped his jaw in shock, and the Dulong Butcher chased after him with a group of Blue Flag Army, each of whom was riding a dark soul war horse. This shot is similar to the one in the movie, which is quite feeling.
"Aren't they all riding motorcycles? These grandchildren look more majestic than me! When Wang Mo finally complained about the broken thoughts, he immediately sped up his speed, wanting to get rid of the horse team behind him. But it backfired, and the cavalry of the Dulong Butcher approached quickly.
"This is the famous lone dragoons, a nightmare for the guerrillas, we have not won against them at all!" Xixi saw the cavalry behind him, fear and hatred were intertwined in his eyes, and he couldn't tell which one had the upper hand.
"Look at me...... "We wanted to spawn a flying knife to stab Dulong to death, but were stopped by Xixi, "The master can feel the direction of energy, you can't kill him, and you will turn you into a guinea pig." ”
"White Dragon, it's up to you!" Wang Mo couldn't help but do it in his heart, and could only order the white dragon to speed up continuously, hoping to slip away from the cavalry.
"Ah......h An arrow grazed in his ear, with a terrible sonic boom. Looking back, the cavalry behind him actually had bows and arrows, and they were using him as a live target.
"To the left......" Wang Mo wanted the white dragon to run to the left, but this guy just didn't want to, and gave a two-word response, "Dangerous." "But Wang Mo doesn't want to hear that, the danger is better than dying now. The white dragon was forced to turn to the left and ran down in a serpentine pattern.
A white streak suddenly appeared on the horizon of the wilderness, and the white dragon became agitated at this time, as if he was unwilling to listen to Wang Mo's words. The cavalry team behind him also encountered this kind of problem, and the soul war horse neighed in the sky, but it refused to take a step forward. Wang Mo and the others seemed to see hope, urging Bailong to continue to move forward.
"Dismount and track down the two Soul Eaters on foot!" Dulong was really hard-hearted, and after getting off the horse, he continued to chase and kill Wang Mo and the others. But due to the slowing down, Wang Mo gradually disappeared from his field of vision.
"What is this?" Wang Mo thought that he could escape, but he was stopped by the things in front of him, and the white dragon just refused to move forward. This thing also frightened Xixi, and only Wang Mo was inexplicable.
The front of the eye was blocked by a white mist, which extended to the end of the field of vision, and it was impossible to get around. Nothing could be seen in the mist, as if it were substance. But it feels like the soul power inside is quite powerful, as if facing a giant waterfall.
"This is the energy projection of the ancient battlefield on Earth, and the soul people in it are still fighting, and they don't know the fact that they have died." Xixi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued, "Ordinary soul people will get lost in it when they rush in, and gradually become a member of the battlefield. ”
"Look behind you, choose it, listen to you this time!" Wang Mo simply got off the white dragon and looked at the lone dragon cavalry team that was pressing up behind him.
"You turned all the partisans into puppets?" Xixi jumped off the white dragon and faced the Dulong butcher so much that he was not afraid, and shouted at the other party very calmly.
"Yes, they're all a bunch of lawless Soul Eaters, they deserve it!" The words of the Dulong butcher were to an old master, and his words were sonorous and powerful.
"I'll come back to you, remember my face." Xixi stared at the Dulong Butcher with hatred, turned around and disappeared into the white mist.
"Wait for death!" Wang Mo made a neck wiping action on Dulong, and the white dragon also walked into the fog with a slap.
Dulong didn't guard outside, and after watching the two of them walk into the mist, he said a word and left, "You are also brave, but you are already dead." ”
"What could it be?" Wang Mo began to do psychological construction, and all the movies about the war recalled in his heart. Soon the fog in front of him dissipated, revealing the true face of this ancient battlefield. The psychological construction just now is completely white, and it is completely different from what I imagined.
Green mountains and green waters, high mountains and valleys, misty cooking smoke and peaceful villages. And Wang Mo stood on the high point of a mountain peak, and he could see the peaceful atmosphere in this valley. There was a bit of a battlefield feeling there, that is, the animals in the forest didn't fight.
"It's still worth nostalgia in the world, right!" Wang Mo looked at the long-lost beauty in front of him, and said to the stream on the side. But when he turned around, the white mist that came in had disappeared, which meant that there was no turning back.
"It's nice to be able to live in a place like this!" Xixi sighed, and then said, "But everything in front of us is just an illusion, if we can't find a way out, we can only die in this beautiful illusion." ”
"Who are you?" A crisp children's voice appeared from behind him, and Wang Mo and the two hurriedly turned around. A boy herding sheep stood not far behind him, looked at the two curiously, and continued to ask.
"We're passing through, where is this?" Wang Mo lied to the shepherd boy.