War is inherently cruel.
Not only the passionate soldiers fighting in the battle, but also the mages providing logistical support, were all under pressure. The death of each soldier was like a chain reaction, triggering other reactions.
Right now, a group of professionals who average less than a hundred battles are no match for the demons struggling to survive in the Abyss Demon Realm!
On the front lines, some people have given up fighting because they are on the verge of death, spreading fear and despair to the battle and further worsening the situation.
The contest between the two sides was not only a competition of their main war forces, but also a test of their wartime skills.
Unfortunately, the dead, lacking intelligence, are incapable of feeling emotions and are more like cold fighting machines.
"Waaah!"
The warrior, clutching his abdomen and stuffing his intestines back in, walked back, sword in one hand!
Despair, helplessness, pain, and...
In his imagination, he felt the joy of soon seeing his wife and children...
Faced with this returning warrior, the many professionals who participated in the battle remained silent, like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples.
"call out!"
A bone arrow pierced the warrior's head with pinpoint accuracy, penetrating from the ear and drawing out viscous brain matter.
The latter maintained a smile until his death, clutching his abdomen, and collapsed with a thud...
warrior……
He died.
This scene initially stunned the professionals, but it quickly ignited their anger!
Humans, unlike the dead, have their own emotions, their own thoughts, and their own cultivated values.
Fear can reduce a person's combat power to less than 70%, but when pushed to the limit, rage, hatred, and resentment can unleash combat power far exceeding that of ordinary people!
"Wait, this isn't normal!"
Mike's smile froze as his subordinates' morale soared.
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
Opposite him, the Skeleton Archmage raised his Ice Crystal Staff and chanted an obscure incantation. An invisible gale swirled around him, and even the undead beast beneath him swung its tailbone, venting its inner unease.
"What is he going to do! Mage, prepare defensive magic!"
Mike was horrified, watching the skeleton archmage's actions as if he were about to cast a terrifying spell, and a deep unease arose in his heart.
"rustle!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the ground, the earth cracked open, and countless crimson tongues of blood shot out like arrows, piercing the bodies of more than a dozen professionals who had charged forward without being able to react. With a tremendous force pulling them, these fallen professionals were sent flying into the cracked hole, and even the mages who had cast defensive spells did not have time to react!
The next moment, a blood mist erupted, and a desert worm with a diameter of more than five meters sprang out from the cracked ground, with a length of eighteen meters protruding from the ground!
The situation is deteriorating!!
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