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Bloodthirsty, warlike, insane, brutal. Pride and God of War used their blessings and technology to turn Ragia into such a group of people, and these blessed ones are undoubtedly the best among them.

But just like the army of Blood God Khorne they imitated-you can hardly expect this group of guys to have discipline at all, and the most basic order can be maintained only because this is not a time of war. Will lose his sanity as fast as possible.

But it is such a bloodthirsty madman who can't be called an 'army' at all, but it is the most favorite darling of the gods of war in the God of War Alliance.

From this, it is not difficult to see that what these gods of war ultimately desire is to turn the whole world into this virtue.

Among them, those who are a little rational hope to transform the lower realm into a cruel world that adheres to social Darwinism, while those who are a little crazy hope that the lower realm will be completely wiped out in the dark, and it would be better for them to die together in the end!

Such a group of guys, if there is no arrogance as a brake, what kind of accidents may happen-but in the final analysis, without arrogance, they would not have the capital to be so wanton.

"Kan, you are the God-Chosen Champion designated by Lord Pride, and the power of command is in your hands—but, I don't guarantee how long we can hold back."

Baqie first warned his younger sister who was becoming more and more bloodthirsty with his eyes, and then looked at Kahn coldly, half warning, half reminding

"..."

Kahn didn't respond, but just turned over and rode on the steel bull under his crotch, pulled out the chain saw ax with the skull of the powerful enemy falling, and uttered a deafening roar at Olalie on the other side of the horizon!

This is the order, the order to go to war! Kahn's command will only be one, crush all the enemies in front of him, capture the city at any cost, and then kill it!

Trick? unnecessary! The right time, place and people? It's all bullshit!

Just kill it!

"Sacrificing the skull seat, blood sacrifice to the blood god!!!"

...

"What are those?!"

The icy air froze the quiet and dry atmosphere. Looking at the legion approaching at the end of the horizon, Yamato Ming tremblingly asked the question in the hearts of most people here.

Yes, our enemy...what the hell is it?

The first army to rush from the sea of ​​blood at the end of the horizon was the steel bull riders riding monsters.

These warriors of the Blood God wore brass armor that ordinary people could not afford, and they each held hideous, huge and grotesque weapons—they were even more special, or their mounts.

Their mounts are not feeble steeds, but Khorne steel bulls. The two-meter-high and three-meter-long mutated blood cow is covered with heavy steel armor covering the whole body, covered with spikes and dried blood stains, this manic and crazy beast can only be controlled by the blood god's family.

This kind of army is like walking out of a nightmare. Just watching, you can feel the trembling and fear in the bottom of your heart, as well as the cold that penetrates into the bone marrow.

"Boom them away!!!"

The leader of Olali's mage troop—his name is no longer important, he just waved his wand and roared to suppress all the mages behind him to hide his fear.

His words also awakened many people who were dreaming and dreaming. If such a group of monsters charged in front of them, I am afraid it would be over.

The mages collectively began to chant their own magic, and the organized family members who also had 'treasures' didn't care about hiding at the moment, and directly used all the treasures they got from the 'dungeon'.

Under the deliberate connivance of the fury, many of the family members of this group of mage troops got things like spell scrolls from other worlds—in order to enhance their strength, Mu Feng was heartbroken.

The color of the dark clouds in the sky turned crimson, and a series of fireballs fell like raindrops, instantly covering the grassland ahead.

The steel bull cavalrymen were covered in a sea of ​​flames, and the hot sparks and falling meteorites bombarded these fearless madmen one after another.

The magic bombardment lasted for dozens of seconds, and most of the people who were extremely nervous just now showed relaxed expressions—shouldn't anything can survive such intensive magic bombardment, they thought so.

"Hunting their skulls!!!"

However, when the gunpowder smoke cleared, the scarred Kahn still charged forward on his steel bull with extreme excitement and crazy battle roars.

The steel bull knights who followed him rushed in like a torrent of scarlet steel—many of them were naturally damaged by the magic bombardment just now, but they didn't care.

Even without the artillery following this time, they were even happier and more excited. Without those weak bombardments, they can more straightforwardly and purely hunt for the heads of their gods and gain glory!

The roar of these steel bull knights shook the ground, the air was filled with molten fire and bloody howls, and the eight-pointed star emblem and scarlet color on their armor could already be seen by the naked eye.

"Families of the Holy Light, charge with me!!!"

Just when Olalie's family members fell into shocking fear and anxiety, Bell raised his silver hand high, roaring and charged forward!

He led the warriors who believed in the Holy Light, as well as a group of dependent adventurers who were the toughest guys in the entire Orario.

They didn't have mounts, and Orari didn't have the habit of taming war horses. But they didn't use war horses to increase their impact on the plains.

The Holy Light is their sword, and the Holy Light is their shield. Their belief in God and devotion to the Holy Light make them fearless!

Behind them is their home, and there is no way out, only war!

"Holy light protects us!"

"Sacrificing the skull seat, blood sacrifice to the blood god!!!"

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Chapter 110. Miserable failure

Steel and steel collided together, the splashing flesh and blood blended, the sword blade cut the flesh, and the warhammer smashed the bones. The collision of the two troops was simple and cruel.

"Holy light protects us!!!"

Bell, who took the lead, smashed the Silver Hand to the ground first, and formed a huge wall of holy light in front of the steel bull cavalry.

Driven by endless anger and excitement, the steel bull cavalry hit the sacred wall without stopping, the front row fell, and the chain effect produced made the rear cavalry also fall row after row.

However, the impact caused cracks to appear on the solid wall of holy light. It is foreseeable that if these steel bull knights are allowed to charge forward, what kind of bloody situation will result.

"His skull is mine!!!"

Kahn jumped off his mount just before hitting the wall of light, so when his steel bull smashed his bones and the knight behind him was crushed to meat paste, he was unharmed.

He only has Bell Cranney in his eyes now, a powerful paladin, and hunting his head will bring endless glory to Ares!

The chain saw ax slashed down with a strong bloody smell and strong killing intent. Bell, who had withdrawn his spell, had to raise his silver hand to block, and the shock that followed made him almost unable to hold his hand. weapons.

Bell saw Kahn, saw this possibly the craziest warrior he had ever encountered in his life.

What else can he say? What else can I do? Only fight!

The Silver Hand collided with the scarlet chainaxe continuously, and hundreds of flames could burst out in an instant, and Bell even quickly lost the wind in close combat.

Kahn's combat power is pure and powerful, and it is impossible for him to learn any special abilities or special skills when he is implanted with the Butcher's Nail.

As soon as his thinking and brain entered the battle, there was only endless bloodthirsty and rage left. The never-ending madness made him fight with the weapons in his hands.

No need to fix those bells and whistles, just cut and finish!

"Die, die, die, die, die, die!!!!"

Kahn let out a frenzied roar, his body swelled like a boulder mountain, and his strength grew further as the battle progressed.

Under Kahn's continuous slashing and attacking, Bell will soon only have room to parry. His inexperience is undoubtedly obvious at this moment, after all, it is too young, after all, it is too few battles.

But he still has the blessing of the Holy Light.

At the moment when the chain saw ax was about to cut off his neck, the holy shield that emerged from Bell's body blocked Kahn's attack and even stuck there, and Bell, who seized the opportunity, picked up the Silver Hand and smashed it hard. On Karn's breastplate.

The heavy hammer mixed with the roaring arcane thunder and the dazzling holy light knocked Kahn straight hundreds of meters, and only then Bell had time to catch his breath and observe the battle situation.

The battle situation...is too chaotic.

The stragglers organized by O'Lari didn't have much training, and he, the leader, was always entangled by Kahn, so he didn't have time to command at all. And those warriors who were chosen by the gods were all the more devoted to the cause of killing people and couldn't extricate themselves.

No formation is required, and no formation is required. The result of every soldier being a bloodthirsty death squad is that the order of the opponent will be completely broken.

How can the chaos of this battle be explained? Someone wields a magic sword, someone throws magic, someone shoots, someone gets their head chopped off, someone is blown to pieces...

In a sense, they have all been pulled to a level.

But overall, they still have the upper hand. Those steel bull knights suffered too much damage during the charge, and they can be said to be ready for battle.

The only thing permeating here is the breath of bloody death, and all of this is just the beginning of this war, it's just... just the beginning.

The whistling sound of piercing wind sounded from above Bell's head, and his strong intuition prompted Bell to cast a holy shield on himself and roll away to avoid it. The next moment, the place where he was standing just now was pierced by countless scarlet crystal guns.

"I want your skull!!!"

Aljana, who was holding the Cursed Lady's spear, let out a piercing laugh like a night owl, flapping her scarlet wings and falling.

She was obviously a feminine woman, but this scarlet woman in clothes couldn't give off any femininity and femininity—it was even more creepy and crazy than Kahn's.

And coming with Aljana, there is also a whole bloody Valkyrie.

These 'angels' who descended with flapping scarlet wings lived up to the meaning of their unit's name. Harvest the souls of brave men, but they are brave men who will live and become brave men who will die.

Compared with the pure violence of those steel bull knights, these bloody Valkyrie troops showed more 'magic' abilities.

No, it can't be said to be a spell, it should be said to be like their false wings, which is more like a monster's ability than a spell.

Bell once again fell into a fierce battle. Compared with Kahn, Aljana's tactics are more skill-oriented. The slender Lady of the Damned was fierce and deadly in her hands, and this blood-red spear covered in thorns always left a wound on Bell.

And soon Bell found out that something was wrong. After being left with multiple wounds on his body, his blood was sucked into the cursed lady of Algana as if drawn by something.

And Aljana's strength and speed also became stronger, and she killed even more vigorously after that sharp laughter like a night owl.

Bell knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore, he had to switch from offense to defense, using the remaining energy to use the holy light to heal his body.

But how could Aljana let him do this? The fierce attack speed became faster, and the warhammer really had no speed advantage in front of the swift spear.

"My treasure is your skull!"

Aljana's spear cut through Bell's left foot, and then with a strong swing, Bell fell to the ground.

She laughed maniacally and raised her spear to stab it, and Bell was ready to activate the hole card of the god descending to earth.

But at this moment, an extremely furious voice cut through the air.

"Go away, this is my prey!!!"

Kahn's scarlet figure rushed across the battlefield, knocking Aljana away like a chariot.

Then, they fought here like no one else! The fierceness of the fight was even bloodier than the battle with Bell.

Bell was taken aback by this sudden scene, but he reacted quickly, seized this opportunity and quickly left the battlefield here, raising the silver hand high.

"Holy Light, heal our wounds!!!"

Brilliant holy light descended from the golden sky, covering the entire battlefield like spread wings.

Under the radiance of the holy light, the army that fell and lost in the battle with these lunatics began to recover their physical strength, recover from their injuries, and their morale was boosted!

The situation has once again turned to Olalie's side! Even if it is not a victory, at least there is a stalemate.

"Two idiots..."

Baqie, who was overlooking the battle from the top of the sky, shook his head and said in a cold voice

"Lord Pride means enough is enough, but...it's not such a bad virtue."

As the vanguard of the Ragia Empire, their performance was poor. But this is entirely a deliberate result under the behest of arrogance.

The supporting armored corps did not reach the front line, and the artillery unit was arrogantly and intentionally sent away when attacking Meilian. This group of guys is equivalent to an army without any armored units.

Ragia may not win, but she must not lose so ugly. It is necessary for Olali to taste enough pain.

Arrogance has long been prepared.

Baqie raised the bell stick in his hand and shook it slowly. The bone clock carved from the skull of a giant dragon echoed the ancient and long-lasting bell.

The slowly spreading bell sounded into the ears of everyone on the battlefield. To Olalie's side, it was just an unpleasant bell sound. And for these warriors of the God of War, this is... the lifting of restrictions!

The next moment, boundless anger bloomed in the hearts of almost every God of War warrior, and the bursting wave of anger was like a violent bomb, roaring loudly!

And the blessings received by the warriors of the God of War are not just anger, their stature generally increases, their skin is blood red, and their strength soars!

The bloodthirsty technique released by the bone of the black dragon is accompanied by the weak divine power of the gods of war. This divine power will not directly interfere with triggering the rules of Uranus, but it will activate the divine blood in every warrior below who has absorbed the blood of the God of War.

Then, turn into a completely crazy berserker!

"Roar!!!!"

Yamato Ming, holding a dagger, was fighting fiercely with the berserker in front of him, but with the sound of the spreading bell, the power and speed of the berserker in front of him suddenly increased, and at the same time he completely lost his mind!

The magic 'Budu Yuhun' created a field of enhanced gravity around her, and her sword slashed towards the neck of the warrior in front of her, but the opponent did not dodge or evade, but instead rushed forward!

The sharp sword 'Dongyun' did not cut off the berserker's head as she wished, but was firmly clamped by his powerful muscles.

"Not good!" Ming's heart was startled, but it was too late to let go and retreat