Chapter 197: The sinking realm appears, take them and run!
In terms of pure physical attacks, Zhou Yin and Ai Zhen were no match for Abdu and his fleet, but once they got a chance to launch a mental attack -
The situation is really unpredictable!
At this moment, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly stalemate, with the sound of artillery fire rising one after another, each one like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the alliance soldiers.
Fortunately, they were all veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time, so they were able to calm down their inner panic. They even organized an effective defense under the command of the elite fairies trained by Zhou Yin, which greatly reduced the consumption of fairy power in the protective wall.
"Keep firing! Don't be stingy with your shells. Except for the main fleet, everyone should fire at double the speed!"
Seeing that he was about to defeat this old rival completely, Abdu's eyes gradually turned red. He seemed to have seen the people's cheers for him and the admiring eyes cast by Wang.
"No, it's not enough, it needs to be faster! It should be even faster!" Unconsciously, Abdu began to breathe heavily, his dark pupils fixed on Zhou Yin.
"All fleets must disperse and clear the passage. The infantry behind must quickly launch a siege and completely break the alliance's defenses!"
Abdu, blinded by ecstasy, completely ignored the strategy of advancing step by step, and actually took the risk of greedily seeking merit, and ordered the army to attack all at once.
And in the few seconds when the fleet dispersed, Zhou Yin, who had been struggling to hold on, suddenly looked up and said, "Now!"
"Yeluoli magic, suffering and disaster, resentment, hatred, disaster, and the realm of doom appear!"
The sky suddenly darkened. The inky clouds rolled and squeezed, piling up layer by layer in the sky. The outlines of everything around became blurred, as if they were painted with a thick layer of dark paint.
The smell of corruption spread quickly, but when inhaled into the nose it was choking and spicy. The cold chill silently wrapped around everyone like a viper, and there were faint whispers in their ears.
"I hate it so much, I hate it so much! Why don't you just die?"
"Why am I never satisfied? I feel so empty, so empty. Why don't you just give me everything you have?"
"It doesn't matter if a guy like me disappears. Goodbye, this rotten as shit world."
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Following these whispers filled with negative emotions, three black shadows emitting a terrifying aura slowly emerged in the sinking realm. They represent hatred, greed, and despair respectively.
The spirit of resentment is a ball of twisted mist. In the mist, there are countless faceless men roaring loudly and cursing viciously.
They rushed into the fog desperately, pulling it into all kinds of indescribable strange shapes, but they were still unable to break free of the shackles of obsession that bound them.
Under Zhou Yin's command, it stopped in front of Abdu, whose eyes were bloodshot.
The Spirit of Greed is a jackal covered in huge jewels and has a terrifying, bloody mouth that never seems to be satisfied.
But the hundreds of sharp fangs are not its weapons. The four soft claws made of pure gold are its sharpest weapons.
Under Zhou Yin's command, it blocked the subsequent imperial soldiers.
The spirit of despair is a robin that has lost its eyes, and it keeps crying out about the helplessness of the world.
When the robin, a symbol of love and romance, justice and courage, loses its eyes, all the innocence and beauty seem to be buried forever and no longer known to people.
Under the command of Funajima, it blocked the black ship fleet that was continuously firing artillery fire.
The fog and yellow sand intertwined and collided, and the already dim space lost all light visibly to the naked eye. The only light source on the field turned out to be the cold gemstone light reflected from the Spirit of Greed.
All the fairies touched by the golden claws of the spirit of greed, whether they were dark night fairies or ordinary fairies, were shrouded in greed and began to envy the shiny armor and weapons of their teammates.
Then at a certain moment they suddenly started killing each other.
As for the last Spirit of Despair, it just stopped quietly in front of the black ship fleet and did not launch an attack immediately, but sang a sad song.
There was no beauty in the singing, and the birdsong was not clear at all. It sounded dry, like a cold wind blowing through dead branches.
But it is in this hoarse voice that lies the final attachment to the world, like the last words left by a dying person before his life fades away.
The atmosphere of despair permeated the fleet. The soldiers in black uniforms who had been carrying artillery shells gradually stopped their actions, tears welled up in their eyes, and they suddenly burst into tears.
At this point, the crisis that was originally almost unsolvable was easily resolved by the Sinking Realm.
After doing all this, Zhou Yin was breathing heavily, his weak body leaning on Ai Zhen's shoulder. His face was much paler than before, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.
The beautiful rabbit standing by felt so distressed at the tired look of her young master that she took out her own homemade candies for the first time and fed them into Zhou Yin's mouth one by one.
Ai Zhen also looked at Zhou Yin anxiously, "A Yin, A Yin, are you okay? Don't scare Qing'er!"
The first moment the three fallen spirits appeared, Ai Zhen realized that they were a collection of huge negative emotions.
But what emerged in her heart was not fear, but pity.
How much pain must one endure to manipulate such terrifying and powerful negative emotions!
You know, if you want to control emotion-related energy, you must endure the emotional power that comes with the energy, and what Yin has to accept are all the most negative and heaviest emotions!
Aizhen couldn't imagine how much pain Yin had endured in the days she didn't know about, yet he still had to pretend nothing had happened in front of her.
Guilt almost swallowed Aizhen completely.
She understood that she also had a part in the source of the negative emotions in Ayin's body. If it weren't for Ayin, she would have also shared in the pain.
In mid-air, Zhou Yin pursed his pale lips and exhaled deeply, "Quick, now! Take the remaining soldiers away quickly!"
"But you!"
"I can't leave. Once I leave, the entire Sinking Realm will also fall apart. Someone must stay here to hold them back."
And this person is him.
"Qing'er doesn't agree! Qing'er is the elder sister, Qing'er must protect Ayin." Aizhen retorted loudly. This was the first time she showed her princess temper in front of Zhou Yin.
But although those words were self-willed, her tone was filled with tears.
Who knew that Zhou Yin pushed Ai Zhen hard, his expression was the coldest she had ever seen, "Why don't you respect my decision!"
"What's the point of you staying here now? Are you going to be a waste here? Get out!"
Zhou Yin suppressed his high moral character and uttered hurtful words, then turned around, leaving Ai Zhen with only a cold and hard back.
"Sister, it is never your responsibility to protect me. You should love yourself the most in this world. Run away quickly, take everyone and run away as far as possible."
But just as Zhou Yin stared at the battlefield in silence for a few seconds, a warm hand suddenly pinched his face.
It’s Aizhen!
She stretched out her hands and grabbed Zhou Yin's cheeks, trying hard to create a reassuring smile.
"Qing'er and A'yin will always be family, so I take them away, and you must come back too..."
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