Chapter 1171 Inspiring

"here we go."

On an undiscovered high slope, Stark's long black hair was blown by the wind, and this man like a devil stood beside a twisted strange tree. He is like a shadow, if you don't focus on this direction, it is absolutely difficult to find this person. His face was indifferent, exuding an aura as cold as a hard rock in winter, those sparkling eyes looked into the distance, falling on the gray mountain forest land in the far west and the pouring black waves.

In the distance, horns blared, and war drums burst. The sound came from the west and spread in other directions. The animals ran away in fright, the birds screamed away, and the ominous loud noise could be faintly heard even as far as the Ark Harbor. In each city, there are dozens of small towns and villages between Dawn Castle, Sunset City, Fenrir City, Ark Harbor and even these territories. The sound of fear is like the whisper of the devil, it is far away in the sky, but it is ringing in everyone's ears. Babies are crying, dogs are barking, cattle and sheep are neighing restlessly in their pens, and everyone is panicking.

But the most stressful ones are the soldiers on the battlefield.

After Salong's pre-war mobilization, they had already suppressed their inner fear, but they still couldn't help short of breath when they saw the black tide rushing across the mountains and plains. The hands holding the hilts of the spears were all white from too much force, and the chests protected by the armor were heaving up and down due to tension. The atmosphere on the battlefield was oppressive, so the soldiers wanted to shout, but at this moment, no one Can call out.

On the opposite side of the battlefield, the Kuroshio had reached the foot of the mountain and began to spread in their direction. Salong issued an order, and the messengers issued the order through the sound of the trumpet and the flag. The officers at all levels in the legion used the loudest volume they could achieve, shouting specific instructions to their troops, and the battle was imminent.

At this moment, Alan glanced at Sa Long, who nodded.

So he lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the horse just trotted at first, and then began to speed up after a few breaths, and then all the human soldiers on the battlefield saw Allen charging towards the black wave far to the west. Compared with the black tide, Allen alone was almost too small to be ignored.

In his eyes, those black fuzzy figures, under the auspices of the horses,

(This chapter is not over, please turn the page.) Speed ​​gradually became clearer, and with Allen's eyesight, he could even see the icy eyes of the sword demons of the enemy forwards, as well as the undisguised desire to kill in their eyes. Even in a place like Paradise, the Blade Demons are no different from their distant relatives on Nether.

Allen stretched out his hand to gently support the handle of the Red King's knife.

The source of heavenly fire whizzed and circulated in the body, and after the flame lines on the surface of the body were lit up, the space around Allen began to be dyed with a faint flame. When the sparks were quietly falling, the Scarlet King unsheathed, and there was a crisp knife sound. Allen tapped the horse's back with one hand,

The person flew away and fell to the ground after a distance of more than ten meters. The Red King held it upside down, and the blade plunged into the ground with a stream of flames.

In the position of the human army behind, a soldier rubbed his eyes. The moment Alan thrust his knife into the ground just now, in the sight of the soldiers, there seemed to be continuous flames on the battlefield on the other side. But when he calmed down and looked at it, the battlefield was still the same battlefield, so there was no fire. He thought it was his own illusion, but he didn't know that he was not the only one who saw this vision.

The flame marks on Allen's body gradually dimmed, and his aura dropped a little in an instant. He looked up, and the battlefield seemed to be normal, but in Allen's perception, the power of the fire attribute sleeping under the land was being awakened, and under the blessing of the king of fire, it was surging in an almost boiling manner. The area designated by Allen. He smiled slightly, put away the Red King, and rode up behind him. Allen turned on his horse, turned his horse's head, and ran in the direction of his own position.

The alien soldiers continued to charge, and the black wave didn't slow down a bit because of Allen's actions.

The human soldiers were just baffled.

At this moment, someone felt the ground shaking, although the magnitude of the shaking was very slight.

A crack quietly appeared at the feet of the sword demon soldiers, and extended to their rear. Then more and more cracks began to appear, and as more cracks appeared, the shaking on the ground continued to rise. A few sword demon soldiers were sprinting with shouts, when suddenly they lost their footing and fell to the ground, then rolled forward. When they stopped, they realized that the ground behind them was rising, and the sudden slope was the culprit that caused them to fall.

land

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) The surface continued to uplift, forming a huge soil bag, which turned into a hill again, and gravel and silt rolled down from the hill continuously. The earth rumbled, as if an ancient giant beast roared dully underground. Then one after another cracks began to light up with fire, and each fire pointed to the hill that suddenly appeared on the battlefield. When all the flames gathered at the foot of the hill, a scorching stream of fire erupted on the top of the hill, bringing up a cloud of dust.

At this time, the foreign soldiers obviously felt an inexplicable gravitational field appearing in the space, and the invisible force field made the air sticky like mud, making it difficult for them to move an inch. After a while, the gravitational force of the force field continued to intensify, and the soldiers began to find that instead of continuing to charge, they were pulled backwards. The strongest gravitational force is near the hills, and the gravitational field radiates hundreds of meters square, so hundreds of thousands of sword demons are pulled back. They screamed and thrust their swords into the ground in an attempt to anchor themselves, but in vain. At best, they could only leave countless slight scratches on the ground, but they were still attracted to the raised hill.

But by this time, the hill had turned into an angry volcano, with more and more streams of fire erupting from the top. The fire flow merged into a dark red fire column with rich color, straight like a volcanic eruption, and the fire column rose into the sky. Sword demons were constantly pulled into the pillar of fire by gravity, and they didn't even have the time to scream, so they were directly burned to death by the high-temperature flames.

More gravel was carried high into the sky, and wrapped in flames, it was thrown around the battlefield. They are like volcanic bombs. These things with trailing flames descended from the sky, and the places hit by them seemed to be bombarded by heavy artillery, continuously exploding fireballs. In this way, under the ravages of the flaming volcano, the foreign race's vanguard became a mess!

At this time, the soldiers of the Buck Army knew how to shout loudly. They waved their weapons excitedly and shouted for Allen. Sa Long saw it in his eyes and a smile appeared on his face. A flaming volcano may not change the tide of battle, but it can inspire. This is what Sharon wanted, and when he shouted "ready to fight" again, the soldiers roared with confidence.

In their eyes, foreign soldiers are no longer as scary as before.

(end of this chapter)

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