"keep going!"
Two hours later, the 20,000 surviving soldiers of the allied forces led by Hans finally cleared a path through the dense forest of spears and repaired the drivable vehicles and tanks. After collecting some supplies, they continued their advance on Hans's orders.
"As long as we're not all dead, as long as we can still move, even if we have to crawl, we will get you exorcists to Mount Fuji." Hans earnestly addressed the remaining less than five hundred exorcists in the advancing column. He then gave a military salute, demonstrating his resolve.
"Even if we all perish, we must kill the Yamata no Orochi and drive away the darkness that shrouds us." Upon hearing General Hans's words, the priests, wizards, monks, and Taoists all spoke with great bravado.
"Sending us to Mount Fuji now is no different than sending us to our deaths," Jia Le muttered quietly from the back of the crowd.
"Don't talk nonsense." Upon hearing Jiale's words, the Four-Eyed Taoist quickly slapped Jiale on the head and scolded him.
The other exorcists who heard this also turned their gaze to Jia Le, with two of the wizards even walking towards him. Wasn't this a curse wishing everyone dead? Although it was the truth, and everyone knew it, they couldn't say it aloud. Everyone wanted a good omen; if there was a chance to live, who would want to die?
General Hans and the other exorcists did not stop them. In their view, whether it was a wizard or a Taoist priest, they were all exorcists from backward places. They were not equal to them and had no strength. They did not care and just watched the show.
Even those who were not human but also Taoists hesitated to speak, and did not take any action. Although this time they had a slim chance of survival, it was not without opportunity. Given their status, there was no need to offend others for the sake of a disciple.
For a moment, only Uncle Jiu and a few others stepped forward to protect Jia Le.
"Uncle Nine, it's been a long time." Just as the wizards were about to make their move, Wang Han, dressed in black armor, descended from the sky and hovered more than twenty meters above Uncle Nine and the others. He said with a smile, his voice attracting everyone's attention.
"Wang Han!" Upon seeing Wang Han hovering about twenty meters in the air, Uncle Nine immediately took out his magic weapon, the Money Sword. From the moment he made up his mind after the rain of spears, he knew exactly what attitude he should have when he saw Wang Han again.
"It's that demon who used drugs to turn the entire island of Japan into a monster of corpses."
"Wang Han is one of the twelve leaders of the Jie organization."
Upon seeing Wang Han's sudden appearance, the other exorcists ignored Jia Le and all raised their magical weapons, aiming them at Wang Han in the sky. The soldiers also raised their guns and aimed at Wang Han, even the tank cannons in front began to rotate their barrels. Everyone's expression was solemn, but no one made the first move. After all, he was one of the twelve leaders of the Jie organization; his strength was undoubtedly considerable, and he certainly possessed some powerful trump card, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared before them so easily.
"You're the one who turned all the creatures on the entire island of Dongying into corpse monsters. Hand over the antidote to remove them!" An elderly white-haired mage conjured a fireball the size of a house in front of him and commanded Wang Han. As he finished speaking, the fireball expanded again, and the others prepared for further attacks, their threats palpable.
"You think you can defeat me!" Looking at the exorcists and soldiers who were ready to attack him at any moment, Wang Han was disdainful and ignored the old magician. He said, "Although your desperate actions are not what we hoped for and cannot attract more troops to this island of Japan, it doesn't matter. We can change our strategy. We will kill you all here first and then go to your country."
Wang Han's tone was calm and sarcastic, as if the millions of troops here were just puppets in his hands, which he could mold at will.
Upon hearing Wang Han's words, everyone below glared hatefully at him in the sky. They all understood that these monsters were actually trying to trap them on the island of Dongying to lure more troops to rescue them and send them to their deaths.
"Great Sealing Technique!" Suddenly, a soft shout rang out from behind the crowd, and a square light net with a diameter of ten meters suddenly appeared behind Wang Han, rushing towards him at lightning speed and arriving behind him in the blink of an eye.
"Watch out!" Qingqing couldn't help but shout as she watched Wang Han being caught.
Seeing that Wang Han, who was about to be enveloped by the light net, had not yet dodged, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were relieved. If they could get the antidote and deal with the corpse monsters on Dongying Island, their chances of survival would be much greater.
"brush!"
Just when everyone thought Wang Han was about to be captured, he suddenly disappeared in front of the light net and reappeared above the head of the priest who was launching a sneak attack from behind using the Great Sealing Technique.
“All the angels are dead, but apart from the saintess who escaped, there are still remnants of the Church alive.”
With a cold voice, the long-unused golden hammer was already in his hands.
"Instant teleportation!"
"Transformation and substitution!"
Seeing Wang Han vanish in an instant and reappear above the priest's head just as quickly, some knowledgeable exorcists' faces immediately turned extremely grim. With this guy's abilities, capturing him alive was no longer an option.
"Kill him! Then find the antidote!" Uncle Nine's grandmaster immediately shouted to those around him upon seeing the situation. If they couldn't catch him alive, they would kill him and then find a way to get the antidote. They had plenty of ways to make the dead talk, even though it went against the natural order, but the circumstances were special.
"Spear of Holy Light!"
Upon hearing the old man's words, the priest was the first to lose his composure, driven by both hatred and danger. He immediately condensed holy light into a two-meter-long spear and shot it towards Wang Han like a cannonball.
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