From the very beginning, Gandharva did not think to fool the warriors with a few words, in fact it was impossible. Those who remain here are Patrick's hardcore, and even if Patrick says that they want to die, they will not hesitate to carry it out.

But the reason why people are human beings is because they have thoughts and ego. Patrick's soldiers are loyal, but they are still a person with their own self, and they will have thoughts and hesitations. Gandharva's words made them wonder a little, and although they did not stop the fighters from fighting, they did make them hesitate.

This hesitation is what Gandharva needs.

These ghostly shield-wearing warriors have fallen into a timeline that is completely different from normal time and space, and the "hesitation for a few seconds" they perceive in themselves will be extended to a few minutes in reality, and if Gandharva continues, this time will be extended by the continuation of this time.

And I don't know if these ghost shields are all generated by a single generator, and the combination monsters that would not have hesitated actually had a blocking effect when these warriors hesitated, and their speed was slowed down again.

"What an interesting flaw, it seems to be a little easier!" said Gandharva with a playful smile.

Compared to combat effectiveness, Qianda Po may really be the worst one in the field, even if the little maid is serious, she has the ability to kill her in seconds (in fact, the little maid has to be really serious and desperate, and has the strength to kill most of the members of the Eight Tribes and the Black Angel in seconds, but this is almost impossible). From the very beginning, Gandharva's greatest weapon was not her combat power. It's her resourcefulness.

"Patrick. Although your own soldiers are loyal to you. But you are so deceitful. Is there no conscience disturbed? They give you loyalty, and you give them deception and death. These shields are hugely flawed, and anyone who uses them will die a slow death after the battle. And the most terrifying thing is that this death is also uncontrollably contagious. Although I don't understand the principle, what I do know is that there is a force in the dark that we cannot explain that controls this contagion!"

"I call this contagion a curse, and it will not only curse the death of your own soldiers. Even any relatives who are related to them will die with the curse!This is the price of using what you call the 'Shield of the Gods', a terrible price!"

Gandharva was already completely fooling in the second half of the sentence, but she said it so seriously, so serious that even the members of the Eight Divisions and the Black Angels who knew the truth always had a feeling of "what she said was true".

The advancing soldiers paused again, this time for longer.

"Do you want to disturb my military spirit in such a way, woman, how ignorant you are!" Patrick grew angry. Of course, what he was angry about was not the first half of Gandharva's words, but the second half. Damning someone of the same bloodline is, this weapon has been tried countless times, although the incomplete version of the shield does cause the user to die in extreme pain for a few days afterward. But there's no such thing as a curse.

But Patrick is dumb and eats yellow lotus, and he can't say what he suffers. He can't take out the experiment report, doesn't that mean he admits the first half of Gandharva's words?

It's one thing to send a soldier to his death, but it's another to put it bluntly.

Even a person with an IQ over the table can see through the task of sending to death at a glance, but there must be a high-sounding reason - for freedom, for honor, for ......

But definitely not for the sake of death.

At least most of the soldiers in the normal army do not have this problem, in the general environment of human society, there are always very few soldiers who aim for death, at least Patrick understands very well, his "charisma" is not strong enough to be so strong.

His warriors will do it even if they know that it is a mortal mission, but it does not mean that they will do it without hesitation after saying "you go to die".

People's hearts are so complicated, only puppets are not complicated, and puppets are never suitable to be pro-soldiers, only dead soldiers.

Now Patrick regrets it a little now, if he didn't keep a personal soldier before, wouldn't there be no trouble if he directly used the combination to blame? But to make a trap, it is impossible to leave a personal soldier, and Patrick is a cold-blooded and ruthless person, he didn't care about this at all in the first place. So much so that now he has been caught by Ganda Po with a flaw that is not a flaw.

"Disturb the morale of the army?" said Gandapo smiled, "I know very well that even if these loyal soldiers around you know the truth, they will still carry out the mission." Because they are good fighters who deserve respect. I just can't get used to you and want to tell the truth. These warriors sacrificed themselves and all their blood relatives for your plan, and all they got was a cold battle damage report from you. ”

"What's even more chilling is that you and the woman who didn't dare to show her true face used a high-grade shield with no side effects. You could have had the power to make all the warriors use such a high-level shield with no side effects, but you didn't, because it would require you to pay a huge amount of energy, and in your heart, that energy is far more valuable than these warriors!"

"Iron General Patrick, I should call you a cold-blooded general!

Gandharva smiled like a flower, but the words that came out were like knives piercing Patrick's heart, causing him to vomit blood, but he didn't know how to refute it.

This kind of refuge, mixed with a small number of fatal lies, is the most difficult to refute, because to refute it is to tell the truth, and often these concealed truths cannot see the light.

The line stopped.

The entire closed procession stopped. All the soldiers slowly turned their heads to look at their general.

If these loyal soldiers can exchange their blood for Patrick's victory, and even do not hesitate to take their blood relatives to be buried with them, then "just to save energy, they are not willing to use the side-effect-free version of the energy shield" This became the last straw that crushed the camel named "Loyal".

Loyal soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice. Not afraid to give. But they don't get approval.

Know that you are in the eyes of your own general. When the jar of energy is not as valuable, any loyal warrior will be confused and angry.

At this time, turning back is actually just an instinct, just a subconscious behavior, and these pathetic warriors have not yet developed any real ideas.

But Patrick's next reaction shattered the last hope of all the fighters. He didn't refute, just blushed with anger.

Patrick didn't know how to refute at all.

Even the two spectral shields that could be distinguished from the colors were evidence in themselves at this time. Darker color, more stable high-end goods, as long as they are not blind. It can be distinguished from ordinary goods that look lighter and shimmer more constantly.

If no warrior had any idea about it before, the difference now is too thought-provoking.

"Don't you have anything to refute, then I'll help you refute it!" Ganda Po smiled coldly: "Do you dare to change your current shield and use the same shield as all the warriors? You don't dare, because you have too much greed." You are the high-level of the Tianmu Empire, you are in power, you have a mansion, you have a famous car, and you have a wife. You have a beloved son, and you have all the good things that everyone in this world wants. How could you be willing to die with a group of untouchables who had been abandoned by your plan from the beginning?"

"Patrick. Will you give up? Will you give up? For the sake of these inferior beings who are just tools in your eyes? You are a nobleman, you are the prestige of becoming the next supreme general of the canopy, your life cannot be stopped here, and your achievements cannot be disappointed. You should know how to do it, and you have to do it. Order, let these tools die for your bright future. They were born to die for a noble like you!"

Ilti and the others looked at Gandapo in horror, and their admiration for the other party's language ability was simply to the point of no return, which was no longer called interfering with the morale of the army, this was simply brainwashing on the battlefield. Not only did he wash the brains of hundreds of pro-soldiers, but just by looking at Patrick, who was blushing and thick-necked, and his panting voice was getting louder and louder, he knew that this general was about to be brainwashed by Gandharva.

"It's scary. This kind of Qianda Po is so terrifying!" In the Minabo Heavenly News, the Dragon King Dragon had a cold war.

"This is the real Gandharva. It's really ......" Asura remembered the beginning and sighed.

"Gandharva has become unlovable again!"

"Brothers and sisters, can't you be serious? I'm desperately stalling for time. You've heard Jelly say about this thing, and it can't be broken at all, and you can't touch it. If we let these people rush over before Xiao Ming is ready, we will definitely die!" Qianda Po was very helpless to lecture herself in the Minabo Heavenly News about these brothers and sisters who had no sense of nervousness.

I really don't know if I have confidence in my own strength, or if I have too confidence in Xiao Ming, who has already closed his eyes and held back his big move before, in the face of a BUG-level thing like the ghost energy shield, whether it is the Eight Tribes or the Black Angel, there is not much tension.

"Enough!" Patrick finally broke out.

"Woman, there is a limit to my patience. Do you think that you can break my military spirit with just a few words? Do you think it will be useful for you to delay time? In any case, you will definitely die today, and after you die, you will not see how your lies are exposed by the facts!" Patrick definitely did not dare to tell the truth now, otherwise his personal soldiers might turn against him on the spot.

This is the human heart.

In fact, if it weren't for the Ghost Shield disrupting the timeline and putting those pro-soldiers in a different timeline, Gandharva's words would not have been able to achieve such an effect. In the ever-changing battlefield, who has so much extra thinking to think about these things? Once the battle begins, the minds of those soldiers will be completely covered by the fighting spirit, and even if there are any doubts, their bodies will instinctively continue to fight.

But with a disorganized timeline, the two sides who have not been able to exchange fire right away have too much time to think about something.

I have to say that Jelly's detailed situation of the ghost shield has given Gandharva enough resources to plan these. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had understood what effect this ghost shield would have and started fighting directly, the battle would have ended with the defeat of the Black Angel and the Eight Tribes by now.

"I've said it before, I don't plan to break your morale, I'm just telling the facts! As for whether it's useful to delay time?" A voice came from Gandharpo's head that made her wait for a long time, and then smiled: "What I want to say is that it works!"

The black angel and the eight people unfolded in a circular protective array at the same time, Xiao Ming stood in it, the person floated in the air, and the inconspicuous black power armor on his body finally revealed his true face under the camouflage - the golden angel Lingwu.

After activating the programmable ability of the origin matter, Jelly directly fused Xiao Ming's photon armor with Variety, and the current Golden Angel Lingwu was a photon armor with the appearance of Lingwu on the surface, and it did have the special abilities of both.

"Golden Angel?Xiao Ming?" Patrick recognized Xiao Ming at once.

In this timeline, Xiao Ming is no longer an unknown teenager, but a figure who has attracted the attention of major forces and is the spokesperson of the two major forces at the same time, and his set of golden angel Lingwu, like the Dark Moon, has become his mark.

So when the gorgeous sun-like golden angel Lingwu appeared, Patrick immediately recognized it.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be you. Xiao Ming! Are you here to send you to death? Even if it is you? With the Celestial Shield in hand, you will definitely die!" Patrick laughed wildly after being shocked, in his opinion, Xiao Ming appeared here to send death at all.

But his laughter was cut off in an instant as if his neck had been severed.

Xiao Ming, who was levitating, opened his closed eyes at all, and the heterochromatic eyes shot out a strange light, forming a complex array composed of five heterochromatic energy clusters in front of him, and the array just made people feel dizzy at a glance, and they couldn't look directly at it and peek at its true face, but even so, the moment the array unfolded, everyone had a sense of understanding and non-understanding, and Xuan Ao was very different.

At the same time, the spectral shield, which could theoretically last for two hours, disappeared inexplicably. It's like it never happened.

The soldiers and combiners who were protected by the low-level ghost shields were like robots that had been stripped of their energy, and after a convulsion, they fell to the ground one after another, and then began to dye themselves into dark blue or white crystals. (To be continued.) )