Chapter 410: Heroes Appear
"Boss! Hurry up and ask for help!!"
Not only the fox demon, but even the wolf demon was panicking. He also sensed that something was wrong. He glanced at the mark of the fighting spirit and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
“Roar, roar, roar! I won’t give in!”
The tiger demon guarding the place lost his composure and roared wildly, asking for help? Not to mention whether there were any allies nearby who could rush over, even if someone could lend a hand, the outrageous price would make their hundreds of years of hard work go to waste!
"Attack! Attack! Sublimate the battleship's energy core! We must not let the aliens lay a breeding ground!"
A strong feeling of unwillingness surged in the tiger demon's heart, and his eyes turned faintly red. He issued orders with his mind, vowing to find a glimmer of hope.
Buzz——
As the tiger demon's order was conveyed, the black warship began to tremble, the divine light of its energy core flashed violently, and it instantly overloaded. Ninety percent of its energy was poured into the attack formation, and its divine patterns floated, and it was on the verge of collapse.
Boom! One after another, endless energy pillars, each with a diameter of hundreds of miles, all lingering with colorful flames, endless thunder, and complex chains of laws swirling around them, merging and entwining. The terrifying power spread out, plowing huge black gullies in the void, pouring down towards the twisted flesh and blood.
"Hehe! Stupid bug!"
The twisted meat ball squirmed violently, and then split from the center, revealing a huge mouth full of teeth. It looked like "Pac-Man", but a perverted version of twisted flesh and blood!
The beam of light that gathered most of the battleship's energy shot straight into the huge mouth of the abyss. The huge meaty mouth chewed for a while, and violent energy exploded in its body. Countless bulges appeared on the surface of the body, and its shape continued to expand, expanding several times in an instant.
Bang! With a loud muffled sound, the bloody ball burst! A huge flesh ball as big as a star exploded, instantly spurting out countless bloody tissues and corrosive black blood.
These flesh and blood were like living things, intertwining and entwining with each other, expanding madly in all directions. The exhausted void, tens of thousands of miles in radius was covered by a layer of flesh membrane.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The disgusting fascia seemed to give life to this piece of void, and it was beating slightly like a living thing.
"Gulu! Boss, this is not good! We are no match for them, let's run away!"
The wolf demon's eyes widened, and its sharp claws had unconsciously retracted into its palms. Its gaze was cast outside the warship. They were also covered by the flesh and blood fascia that spread out instantly. The warship's defensive shield was shaking violently, and with energy depletion, it could not hold on for much longer.
The hundreds of thousands of flying shuttles that were used to form the formation outside, along with the demon soldiers inside, were also covered by the fascia network. They became silent without making a sound, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive.
"Escape? The void is completely imprisoned, where can we escape to now?"
The fox demon looked silent, having already accepted their fate. The moment the meat ball descended, they had been locked by the energy and lost the chance to escape. Moreover, now, their retreat route had been completely cut off.
There is a clear rule in the army that if you encounter an alien race that is far superior to your own strength, you can abandon the mission and escape, and you will not be punished for abandoning the mission.
But how ferocious are the aliens? How could they possibly give you a chance to escape? Therefore, when encountering such an emergency, very few people can survive.
This is the cruelty of the battlefield. No one knows what will happen next.
"Ah, it's me who hurt you."
The tiger demon commander sighed dejectedly and looked back at the brothers who had been through life and death with him. It was his greed and overestimation of his own abilities that brought disaster upon himself and this army.
A hint of enlightenment emerged in his mind, and his greed and desire disappeared. He communicated with the mark of the fighting soul through his thoughts and sent out a message for help.
'Emergency request for help: Eight stars, the coordinates are as follows...
Reward: 110,520 contribution points.'
This was all the savings he had accumulated after hundreds of years of hard work. Faced with life and death, he didn't know whether it was for himself or for his brothers, but he gave up the opportunity to break through the realm of gods and demons and took out all his savings in the hope that a strong man could save their lives.
Beep, beep.
Everyone in the command room was stunned. Those who were closest to the room received the message for help instantly. When their thoughts swept over the mark of the fighting spirit, they all showed expressions of disbelief.
Is this still the extremely stingy boss who values money more than anything else?
"Boss, you..."
The demons were shocked again and again, and then a look of determination flashed in their eyes. Well, if they died, what would be the use of these contribution points? In fact, after a soldier died in the battlefield, these contribution points would be used as relics, along with some military pensions, and distributed to the soldier's direct blood relatives.
The demons made their decision and began to send out messages for help, taking out all their belongings, some worth 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, some worth tens of thousands...
In an instant, there were tens of thousands of messages asking for help, with this battlefield as the core, and they were transmitted in all directions.
"Until help arrives, we have to rely on ourselves! Brothers! Follow me to kill the enemy!"
“Roar, roar, roar!”
"Kill, kill, kill! Kill the enemies!"
Battleships are indeed powerful weapons of war, but apart from those terrifying main ships and secondary ships, most of them are used only as means of transportation.
The only true world is the cultivation civilization, and the powerful ones are always individuals.
A warrior's fighting power still comes from himself! "Kill——"
With an order from the tiger demon guarding, the crumbling black warship instantly disintegrated and shattered, and the gushing destructive waves wiped out the surrounding fascia.
After the warship disappeared, millions of demon soldiers were left standing in the void, revealing their huge forms one after another. The harsh environment of the universe could not harm them at all.
The minimum requirement for a cultivator who can successfully join the army and go to the battlefield is the sixth realm of Divine Mark Realm (Primordial Spirit Realm). This is a watershed. The previous realms are all about laying the foundation. Only when you reach the sixth realm can you truly step into the avenue and begin to comprehend and engrave the laws of heaven and earth.
The reason why it is the minimum requirement for joining the army is that only when a cultivator reaches the sixth realm can he survive and travel safely in the void of the universe.
The environments of these battlefields are worse than each other. The cold and desolate universe is just the most basic test. If you can't walk in the void, how can you kill the enemy? Don't look at the weak strength of those casual cultivators, that's relative, because the latest limit for the disciples of those big forces to serve in the military is the seventh level of the upper third sky. If you can go to the cruel battlefield later, you will naturally delay it as long as possible. The stronger your strength, the greater your chance of survival.
Sect disciples have the support of the sect or family and have no shortage of resources for cultivation. Naturally, they don't need to be like those independent cultivators who have just broken through the sixth realm and then step into the battlefield to seek resources for cultivation.
They each have their own advantages. Although independent cultivators are short of money and every step of their practice is difficult, there are no laws or regulations restricting them from being forced into the army. If they do not have lofty ambitions and desires, they can live in peace without ever stepping into the battlefield.
Disciples of the sects and aristocratic families enjoy various benefits, but what comes with it is forced service. You Daoyi once said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This is what he meant. You can't hide from it! Excellent talents with "ability" will be discovered by major forces, and then enjoy benefits, and then fulfill their obligations. Either they become stronger and stronger, or they die on the battlefield!
Raising Gu! Although cruel, the effect is good. At least the human race is getting stronger and stronger, and has even surpassed the alien races...
Roar, roar, roar! The tiger demon guarding the place raised his head and roared. A will of the beast king's control rippled slightly in his body. A trace of his thoughts connected with the thoughts of millions of demon soldiers.
"Ten Thousand Beasts Battle Formation! Formation!"
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Boom! With the ten-thousand-foot-tall tiger demon as the core, a trace of strange fluctuations spread out, connecting every demon soldier to each other. They had practiced this battle formation countless times and had already memorized it by heart. In an instant, they combined into one, and their spirits and energy were faintly integrated.
The divine light slowly dissipated, and the group of monsters disappeared. In its place appeared a giant tiger with a golden body, nine heads, and a length of 100,000 feet.
It was like the tail of a pillar of heaven swaying slightly, shattering the void.
"Humph! It's this damn battle formation again!"
"Hehehe! That's it, you will all die! The will of the Supreme God must not be disobeyed!"
The battle formation is the trump card of the cultivators in the real world. It has brought immeasurable losses to the alien races and made every alien race deeply hate it.
Crack, crack, crack! A huge and piercing friction sound was heard, and a scarlet and rotten arm stretched out from the red crack. Countless flesh whiskers on the arm squirmed and connected with the fascia spread throughout the void, as if they had received some kind of support. With a sudden force, a scarlet humanoid monster jumped out from the crack.
"My children! Come out! Enjoy the deliciousness of this world!"
"Chirp chirp!" "Hee hee!" "Gurgle! I'm hungry~"
Boom! A scarlet river gushed out from the red crack. It was a river formed by countless twisted figures, with broken limbs, human forms, animal forms, deformed hybrids, and all kinds of strange creatures, all with crazy expressions and confused wills.
These alien lives seemed to have no self-consciousness, but only emitted a single wave of will, killing, devouring, destroying, and fulfilling their ultimate desire for destruction!
"Hehehe! Kill, kill! Eat him!"
As dense as a torrent, no less than hundreds of millions of twisted aliens were strangely climbing on the fascia that covered the entire void, and at an extremely fast speed, they bit towards the nine-headed golden tiger.
“Die!”
The huge humanoid monster grinned, the corners of his mouth torn to behind his ears, and his sharp teeth gleamed coldly. He pressed his palm towards the tiger monster, and the flesh on his palm slowly cracked as it rolled, revealing a huge mouth of the abyss. The terrifying swallowing power surged, tearing up a large piece of the void and swallowing it.
The tiger demon's figure paused, enveloped by the terrifying suction force, and its dodging speed slowed down instantly.
Beep, beep.
Bai Donglin raised his eyebrows slightly, withdrew his gaze from watching the show, and fixed his eyes on the mark of the fighting spirit that was constantly shining red, and probed into it with his mind.
“Yoho!”
"I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain. Let me do the math. Not bad, not bad. A total of 350,000 contribution points!"
In a flash, Bai Donglin read all the messages for help and calculated the total amount of rewards.
“Forget it, even though we are not from the same clan, I will save you this time for the sake of our alliance! Of course, the most important thing is that even if humans and demons split, you guys won’t be of any use…”
They are all a group of monsters with ordinary blood. Without the pure-blood monsters with god-level blood, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to break through the realm of gods and demons. It is meaningless if you don't reach the realm of gods and demons.
Bai Donglin's eyes fell on the twisted scarlet humanoid monster. He thought for a moment, and information about the world of gods came to his mind.
The world of gods is a very complex world with extremely complicated racial forces, which is somewhat similar to the Western pantheon in his memory of his previous life.
Winged angels, demons from hell, dragons, liches, mummies, the god of death...
"These disgusting things must be from hell!"
Bai Donglin suppressed his thoughts and saw that the nine-headed golden tiger was about to collapse, so he slowly stood up and twisted his neck.
"Next, it's time for the hero to appear!"
Boom! The figure moved and instantly appeared in the center of the battlefield.
(End of this chapter)