Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 92

The Xiling Empire, the south gate of the frontier battlefield.

With his hands behind his back, Li Zicheng looked at the dark wild beasts in the distance. The Kuailong standing beside him had sharp eyes, and his emotions had already reached the peak of fighting spirit. It was eager to fight. As long as Li Zicheng gave an order, it would not hesitate to fight. Hesitantly rushed into the herd of desolate beasts under the city gate.

The so-called wild beasts are just elves that have not been domesticated by humans.

Some of them have the same appearance as the players are familiar with, and some are new types that have never been seen before. In other words, those wild beasts that look strange are the original [Pokémon] developed by this game.

"How is the battle at the East Gate?" Li Zicheng asked.

"The scouts came to report that there are immortals coming, and there is no serious problem except for the beasts of the earth." The lieutenant general who was also dressed in armor like Li Zicheng replied.

"Immortal? It's interesting, which force is pretending to be a ghost?"

"General, most of the scouts who sent the message died on the road, and only one came back, but his information was already a day ago."

"The scouts are all dead, and the flying elves also died on the way?"

"This..." The lieutenant carefully observed Li Zicheng's expression, and then said helplessly: "The intelligence department has not received the flying elf, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, I see." Li Zicheng interrupted impatiently.

The wild beasts in the northern border invaded. In this case, the scouts who sent the message were at least in groups of five, and the number of flying elves released was not a thousand, but at least a hundred. Even so, he only received a message from one scout. letter.

In this Xiling Empire, there are probably not a few people who want Li Zicheng to die.

The majestic General Tiance can only see the city wall a few meters away from the south gate of the border, which really makes people sigh and sigh.

"General." A call sounded from Li Zicheng's side, the voice was very hoarse, like an elderly person, and the voice lacked breath, not like a soldier in the army.

"It's you, you're back?" Li Zicheng held the long knife at his waist and didn't look at the person beside him.

The lieutenant general who had gone down earlier had already left the city with a halberd on his shoulders, and the Xiling Empire's army formation collided with the wild beasts in the northern border like a tide.

Just as the lieutenant shouted and waved his halberd, a black shadow ball suddenly shot from the side. The lieutenant reined in the reins, and the flaming horse under him stopped the momentum. The banner bearing the word Li suddenly fell down, but was caught by several soldiers and stood up again.

The shadow ball covered the sky and the sky, and the lieutenant pointed forward, "Mysterious guardian!!!"

Laplace, Super Silly Beast, Turtle, and all the elves with mysterious guardians in the army have released their weapons, and the arrows are submerged in the mysterious guardianship like a tide.

"Kill!!!!" The lieutenant general's halberd was attached by the flames ignited on the flame horse, and he looked like a god of war.

This is a higher-level form of the elf's attached weapon. It can increase the attack power of the weapon while maintaining its own form. The attachment technique and its own skills can be used at the same time. Even so, personal power is difficult to obtain in the army formation It shows that behind the lieutenant general are the soldiers who resolutely charged with him. In such a large-scale battlefield, it is often morale and determination that determine the victory or defeat of an army.

In front of them is the enemy, and behind them is the high wall of the south gate of the Xiling Empire that has stood strong for many years. In many cases, the soldiers have no choice at all. They roared with red eyes one by one, like the ferocious wild beasts in front of them.

Humans, elves, and desolate beasts, the three of them rubbed shoulders in the chaotic crowd, and the streamer of their skills flew past the close-fitting armor. If they were not careful, they would end up dead without a whole body.

Li Zicheng on the tower showed a gratified smile.

Even though there are intrigues in the city, and [-]% of the people in the court want him to die, but at least, outside the city, everyone is willing to shed their blood for the Xiling Empire. How much more comfortable is the saber standing in the hall.

"Kuailong, you go down too." Li Zicheng patted Kuailong's back, and Kuailong, who had long been unable to hold back his wings, immediately blew a gust of wind on the spot. The south gate does not have the weirdness of restricting flying elves Dust, Kuailong's ability is not limited, and it can be said to be invincible on this kind of battlefield.

Watching Kuailong join the battlefield, the old monk who had been silent for a long time finally spoke.

"I originally wanted to come later, but there are two juniors who don't accept my favor, so I have no choice but to come earlier."

"Two juniors? Did you choose?"

"No, I just met the first one by chance, and I chose the second one."

"Why don't they accept your favor?"

The Buddha carver was silent for a while, and then heaved a heavy sigh, "The appearance of me may have scared them."

The Xiling Empire soldiers below the city wall suffocated to death under the stampede of wild beasts. They clung to the thick legs of wild beasts with their tired bodies, trying to delay a step with their lives.

The lieutenant rushed forward, realizing that he was out of touch with the battlefield, he immediately tightened the reins and prepared to retreat. Kuailong, who had rich combat experience, sensed what he meant, and the wave of dragon brewing in his mouth gushed out, sweeping the lieutenant out of the way of retreat. Large open spaces.

Those soldiers who tried to procrastinate with their bodies became the dead souls at the feet of wild beasts.

On the battlefield, it doesn't matter if you are willing.

The soldiers of the Xiling Empire who were trampled under the feet of wild beasts could not stop them until they died. This result, apart from making their elves lose their masters, has no actual strategic significance.

The desolate beasts of the northern border are unmatched in strength.

This has long been verified in countless wars in the Xiling Empire.

Li Zicheng stood on the top of the city tower and looked out into the distance. His cultivation base was very high, so his eyesight was naturally excellent. On the other side of the group of desolate beasts, there was a woman standing among the desolate beasts.

In northern Xinjiang, there is more than just desolate beasts.

The two have been looking at each other like this for a long time. As long as any one of them joins the battlefield, the other will immediately raise his sword.

"I'll help you clear the obstacles in the empire, so that you can do what you want." The old monk's eyes were also looking into the distance, and before he could say anything, Li Zicheng immediately interrupted with a wave of his hand .

"No, people in the empire, I have a way to deal with it... Rather than worrying about me, Di Sheng, don't you want to make up for something?" Li Zicheng slowly said the name of the old monk, and Di Jiu's whole body felt a little bit, The already dim pupils could not even see a single spark.

The wild beasts in the northern border came, and the soldiers of the Xiling Empire were full of flesh and blood. From the beginning of the war to the present, they couldn't even make a cup of tea. There were only lieutenants and a few sporadic people standing in front of the city gate.

In the face of desolate beasts, human beings have always been the weak side.

But the weak will never resist just because they are weak.

For this reason, human beings began to domesticate elves and embarked on the road of cultivation. In order to become stronger, weak people can do whatever they can.

Just when the desolate beast that was overwhelming the city was about to launch a final charge, Li Zicheng suddenly raised his hand.

Thousands of horned bows were raised neatly behind them, and everyone’s arrows were blessed with hurricanes. The fast dragon at the top of the battlefield let out a roar, and the dragon elves hidden behind the archers immediately stood up. With red golden flames.

"put!"

'whoosh whoosh'

Following Li Zicheng's order, the longbow with the blessing of the hurricane was shot out at the same time, and the dragon stars in the mouth of the dragon elf flew across the sky like meteors, and exploded in the sky again, gorgeously like a fireworks festival.

The piles of desolate beasts are unavoidable, and their huge bodies have become a burden for them to escape. They are lucky enough to avoid the group of dragon stars that fell to the ground, but it is absolutely impossible to avoid the feathered arrows blessed by the hurricane. The feathered arrows of the wild beasts can easily tear off the skin of wild beasts. All they can do is let out a wail before dying.

The hundreds of people led by the lieutenant general were just bait to attract wild beasts to attack.

It's a pity that, except for the lieutenant general and Li Zicheng, those soldiers who died at the feet of wild beasts didn't know that they were just bait.

Since ancient times, it has been an unchanging truth that the merciful do not command soldiers.

Seeing this scene on the tower, the old monk actually had a little smile on his face.

'call'

"After so many years, you still haven't changed. I originally thought that you were old and thought too much. It was inevitable that I would hesitate when I made a move. Now it seems that your ability to kill yourself has not deteriorated at all. In this case, I also I can rest assured."

"Master Li..."

"Di Sheng, I can't accompany you any longer..."

........

Feng Mumao was on the way riding Guisi, the light blue flower in his backpack suddenly burned out, and the status of the item changed to [unusable], but Feng Mumao, who was busy rushing to the battlefield, did not notice this detail.

A blue ghost flame suddenly rose from Di Sheng's body, and the extremely high temperature seemed to burn even the city gates.

He stepped out of the flames and jumped down the city wall. The blood was instantly evaporated under the high temperature, and his body slowly shrank.

The lieutenant general and the remaining troops had already retreated outside the city wall.

The next wave of desolate beasts had already been waiting in the open space a few hundred meters away.

Li Zicheng's first wave of soldiers was bait, so why weren't they?

However, an army of more than a hundred people is like a thousand troops.

The figure of the Buddha Carver continued to swell in the flames, his broken arm grew back, and his stooped figure became tall and straight again. He was obviously a human being, and his figure was only a little taller, but at this time his aura But like a wild beast.

The human body is preserved, but the consciousness has long been occupied by something unknown.

The wild beast roared almost crazily in the distance, the earth seemed to tremble under the roar, and the ears were full of shouts and howls.

When the potential is achieved, it is invincible.

The old monk's figure was quite small amidst the roaring sound, as soon as the iron hooves came, he would be swallowed up immediately.

Standing in front of the city gate, the withered monk covered in ghostly flames had a calm expression and folded his hands.

The supreme product of the Holy See's 300-year research, it defeated the strong human race that parasitic centipede with its body.

The old monk stepped on the ground with his right foot, stepping out a pit on the ground, his face was distorted and calm, this kick made him jump high, his hands became claws.

At the moment when he put his hands together, he should have recited the name of Amitabha Buddha, as a repentance for his sins.

But he didn't do that, he just rushed into the wild beasts without hesitation.

Li Zicheng on the city wall was expressionless,

The old monk who rushed into the herd of wild beasts was like a cold-blooded Shura, his clawed hands were constantly harvesting the lives of the wild beasts.

He is Shura, that's right.

But Li Zicheng, who acquiesced in everything that happened, is he not Shura?

This combination of elves and ancient times seems to have been written by no one, so try it out with the thought of dying, and if you think it’s okay, you can say something in the comment area. If there is no feedback, I feel a little panicked for no reason.

(End of this chapter)