Global reincarnation: I predicted the ending

Chapter 158 Two armies stalemate, the brave wins
At the resurrection point in the western base, people are constantly being reborn.

Everyone huddled together, as if no one wanted to go out to fight again.

"Killian, you are a master of the Abidal family! This time the battlefield is led by the Marquis of Fasha. If you die once and hide here, do you want to embarrass the Marquis' family?"

Someone questioned, and Killian blushed immediately.

"Shut up, Andrei! It's not your turn to command yet."

The two are SS ranks from different families, and they don't like each other, but they are very consistent in not leaving the resurrection point.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Everyone, if we don't help, what if the base falls and Marquis Fasha comes out from [Arena] and blames us?"

This is an S-level under Fasha's command, and he is usually a powerful existence in the reincarnation dungeon.

But in the reincarnation battlefield, he is just a small soldier.

It happened to be the question of this 'little soldier', but no one could answer it.

Where in this world is there anyone who does not hesitate to die?Although with the blessing of Solomon's [Gospel], the battle in front of the base resulted in higher losses in the eastern region, but the western masters who died once were unwilling to take any more risks.

"Perhaps there are too many people in the East dying, so maybe I retreated timidly?" Another person whispered.

"Makes sense!"

"Eastern people will soon lose their fighting spirit!"

"Baron Carlo is very knowledgeable. I think you will be promoted to Viscount sooner or later."

The S-class named Carlo was praised by everyone, and he couldn't help puffing out his chest with pride, as if someone would award him an honor soon.

But he was quickly slapped in the face.

I don’t know who was the first to scream: "Look! Those tough guys carrying shields are back. Do they want their lives?"

Almost all the challengers at the resurrection point widened their eyes, and they saw a large shield formation like a moving city wall!
They clearly remembered that all the shield-wielding challengers should have been killed, and the last team died under the invincible holy light sword of Marquis Fasha.

why?
The experience of one death is not scary enough, you have to die to stop! ?
At this moment, not only the people in the resurrection point, but also the Western challengers who are fighting hard will always remember these people, and remember the dragon pattern uniformly embroidered on their clothes!
"How did you come back?!"

As a member of Qianlong, Guan Mingyue was so surprised to see the shield-wielding challengers coming from the resurrection point of the base that she didn't know what to do.

"Where's Team Leader Guan?" asked the burly man among the shield bearers.

"My dad... Team Leader Guan and the SSS from the Western Region entered a special space to have a one-on-one duel." Guan Mingyue replied.

The burly man nodded: "Well, since Team Leader Guan is not here, after we rush up, please take command of the overall situation."

Guan Mingyue said anxiously: "But..."

The burly man smiled and said: "Needless to say, after the secret of the Samsara Potion was disclosed some time ago, the scolding on the Samsara Forum made us sober. We have been living too well for a long time, and we really regard [Qianlong] as a privileged institution that pampers us .Taking this opportunity, the brothers want to earn back the lost dignity."

Earn it back?
Earn with your life?
Guan Mingyue's eyes turned red, and she tried to dissuade her, but couldn't even say a word.

Suddenly, a hand patted her shoulder lightly.

"Just do it."

After the deputy Night King finished speaking, he traded all his celestial beans to the burly man.

"Brother, you've finished eating all the fairy beans, right?"

The burly man was taken aback for a moment, and he was not polite, he just accepted it with a smile.

"I did die after eating the fairy beans. Thank you brother. With these fairy beans, I can carry it for a few more minutes."

Seeing the action of the Night King, Guan Mingyue immediately took out her fairy beans and distributed them to another shield bearer.

Seeing this, Guo Cong beckoned all the Guo family challengers to gather.

"Don't talk nonsense, most of our Guo family's challengers are not close-combat type, taking so many fairy beans is a waste of resources." Guo Cong laughed.

As a wealthy family actively participating in the war, Qianlong of course distributed a batch of fairy beans to the Guo family before the war, and only charged a small amount of cost.

Unexpectedly, this batch of fairy beans finally returned to the hands of Qianlong challenger.

"I...I want to go back and deliver beans..."

Chuning had just defeated the challenger with two wings, and was about to run back with the ax in his hand.

The main body, Qing Emperor, was taken aback and hurriedly pulled her back.

"What are you giving? You idiot, forgot that you are also a melee type?" Qingdi scolded angrily.

Chuning blushed: "I don't care, don't talk nonsense."

Isn't that melon?

The Qing Emperor gave Chuning a hard look, and the girl obediently picked up the dragon-slaying axe, as mighty as a giant god descending, and sent seven or eight guard NPCs flying together!
"Brother, what's your name?" The Night King asked the burly man.

"Hey, my name is Wu Gang, and I'm the captain of the first team." The burly man smiled and said, "I know you're the Night King. If I'm still alive after this battle, I'd like to buy you a drink."

"Bring me a drink, why?" The Night King asked in a daze.

Wu Gang scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, I am a disciple of Chengtian Sect in the copy of Fengshen... I have always admired you, leader! I usually wear a mask when I practice, so you don't know me."

The Night King was dumbfounded.

Indeed, many disciples in Chengtian Sect found a mask to wear because they worshiped themselves.

Someone once joked that the Chengtian Sect could actually be renamed the Mask Sect.

"Then you must survive! Because I owe you a drink!" The Night King patted Wu Gang heavily on the shoulder.

"Hahahaha! For this drink, I will definitely survive!"

Wu Gang suddenly laughed heartily, picked up the shield and rushed out like a bull!

Behind him, hundreds of powerful challengers, like a moving fortress, rushed towards the western base without fear of death!
"Stop fighting! These lunatics, I won't fight!"

In the Western camp, I don't know who broke down first, and suddenly wailed.

He was originally fighting side by side with his friends, and he was in a stalemate with an Eastern SS-rank master.

Now that this person suddenly withdrew from the battlefield, the pressure on the masters of the Eastern camp dropped sharply, and he swung his knife, cutting off the other person who was abandoned in half!
In the western base, the S-class and SS-class in the resurrection point were almost silent.

It's just that the originally crowded resurrection point, the space is gradually loosening up, and it's not so crowded anymore.

Everyone who has died once knows in their hearts that this is someone choosing to withdraw from the battlefield.

So, should I withdraw?
at last!

The enemy retreated, and the Eastern challengers smoothly advanced into the base!
"Stupid intruder, this is my stronghold!"

Solomon suddenly roared, drew an ancient Western knight's giant sword, and slashed at the first row of shield holders closest to him!
"Be careful, it's [Solomon Sword Dance]!"

Qing Emperor and Night King roared almost at the same time!
The Night King was far away, and Barrett's heavy-duty sniper rifle fired instantly, and the bullet hit the knight's sword, slowing down the sword a little.

Qingdi rushed to the front of the shield holder, broke the knife and slashed vertically, regardless of [Solomon's Sword Dance], and directly fought back Solomon by exchanging injuries for injuries!

puff!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qing Emperor flew upside down for more than ten meters.

Solomon also took a few steps back. His skill [Solomon Sword Dance] covered a cone in front, and the furthest was no more than ten meters.

Because he took several steps back, Sword Dance did not touch the first row of shield holders in the end, and only destroyed the floor in front of them.

(End of this chapter)