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Chapter 155 Massacre
"Banner, are you ready?"

Jin Bing asked the "strong man" beside him with a smile, but his collaborator had no expression on his face, only indifference.

"I am ready for this troop to get what they deserve."

The younger brothers behind him had long lost their former aversion to killing.

They who have converted to the Blood God are now filled with desire for blood.

As soon as their leader Banner gives the order, they rush forward and tear their enemies to pieces!

At this moment, on the distant horizon, dust was flying and a huge army was slowly approaching.

That was Big Hair's army, well-equipped and with high morale, but in the eyes of Banner and his followers, they were just a group of mortals who were about to become sacrifices to the Blood God.

Commander Damao observed the enemy ahead through a telescope, feeling uneasy.

He had never seen such strange and powerful enemies. There was no fear in their eyes, only a desire for battle and indifference to death.

Banner raised the giant axe in his hand and roared, encouraging his believers to charge forward. The believers were wearing simple armor, but their morale was high.

The Russian army was not to be outdone, and the commander quickly adjusted his tactics, ordering the soldiers to attack with a dense firepower network.
Bullets and arrows intertwined into an impenetrable net in the air, but the believers of Khorne had extraordinary physical toughness. They were just ordinary townspeople a few days ago, but today they could charge forward with machine gun bullets and fight back with amazing speed and strength.

The battle situation quickly became tense and the two sides fell into a stalemate. These Khorne believers showed extraordinary endurance and strength. They pushed forward desperately and insisted on fighting even when they were seriously injured, as if every attack could gain new strength from the Blood God.

In fact, they can really gain power from Khorne, and the believers who fight on this battlefield will become more powerful.

Although the Russian army was well-equipped, it gradually showed signs of fatigue under this almost crazy offensive.

The soldiers' morale began to waver, and some even began to doubt whether the enemies before them could really be defeated.

The commander was extremely anxious. He kept adjusting the deployment of his troops, trying to find a breakthrough, but each time he returned empty-handed due to the desperate fighting of these Khorne believers.

"Banner, these people have only been worshipping the Blood God for a short time. Why don't you go out and change the situation?"

Kingpin glanced at Banner. The burly man had no intention of taking action and seemed to just want to watch.

"Don't worry, isn't this a good time to train the troops?"

"You call this military training?"

"Of course I call this training." Banner's voice was calm and firm, his eyes always fixed on the battlefield, as if he was evaluating the performance of his believers at every moment.

“Only in real battles can a true warrior be honed.

Look at them. Although they are poorly equipped, each of them is fighting for their faith. The longer the war lasts, the longer the Blood God will watch them, and the more power they will gain. Soon they will be able to become qualified warriors. "

"Aren't you worried about getting into trouble? It's not a good thing to underestimate the enemy. Wasn't that why you failed last time?"

Kingpin reminded.

He frowned slightly, but soon regained his composure, and there was still no ripple in his eyes.

"The reason I failed last time was because I underestimated the enemy's cunning, not their strength." Banner replied coldly, with unquestionable confidence in his tone, "This time, I am well prepared and have enough patience."

"Then I'll have to wait and see, Banner. I've brought a new friend with me this time."

When Jin Bing said this, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly turned around and pointed at a figure behind him.

It was a man wearing a black robe, his face hidden under the shadow of a hood.

Seeing the two people's gazes coming at him, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Let me introduce him to you. He is a general from Mao. Don't look at him like that. He is just an ordinary man who cannot withstand the majesty of you, the messenger of God."

Banner frowned. He had wanted to ask about the identity of the man behind Kingpin for a long time, but he just couldn't bring himself to ask.

The person who came now turned out to be a general among the Russians.
"Mao Zi General, why are you here?" Banner's voice was low, with a hint of confusion and alertness.

Jin Bing walked up with a smile and patted the general on the shoulder, as if he was comforting a nervous child.

"Banner, don't be so serious. This general, his name is Movsky, and he has decided to join us and contribute to our cause."

Ivanov nodded slightly, his voice trembling a little: "Yes, Mr. Banner, I have witnessed your strength, and I have also seen the corruption and incompetence in the Russian army. I choose to stand on the side of more hope and change this country."

Only after seeing it with my own eyes did I realize how powerful these cultists were, especially since they were just ordinary townspeople before. But in such a short period of time, they had become so powerful.

It is said that the power of this leader named Banner is even more terrifying.

All these things prove the power of this evil group... No, it is the great Blood God's believers.

Movsky felt more and more that his choice was correct. With such a powerful opponent, Da Mao had no hope except to use dirty bombs.

However, Moffsky expressed doubts whether the dirty bomb could hit these warriors, and what about using a dirty bomb in one's own country?
Then the government will collapse even faster.

Banner looked at Moffsky coldly, as if trying to determine the truth of his words. After a moment, he nodded slowly, accepting this new ally.

"Since you have chosen to join us, I hope you can give it your all. What I hate most is betrayal." Banner's voice was as cold as the wind, but it carried an unquestionable power.

Movsky nodded repeatedly: "Of course, Mr. Banner, I will use everything I have to prove my loyalty."

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was still stalemate. Although the army of Da Mao was well-equipped, it was gradually losing ground under the crazy offensive of the followers of Khorne.
The soldiers' casualties continued to increase and their morale was gradually eroded.

Seeing this, Banner raised a cruel smile.

He raised his axe high and shouted the names of his believers, encouraging them to continue charging forward.

"For the Blood God! For glory!" Banner's shouts echoed on the battlefield. The believers seemed to be inspired by some mysterious power, becoming more crazy and powerful.

When Movsky saw this scene, he felt his whole body go cold. Witnessing the crazy performance of Banner and his followers on the battlefield, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable fear and shock in his heart.

The regular army armed with hot weapons was actually beaten back by the mob armed with cold weapons.

He had never seen such a fanatical and powerful enemy, nor had he ever imagined that humans could burst out with such amazing strength. Could physical strength really reach such a level?

If it is possible, why bother developing technology? Wouldn't it be better to just explore the mysteries of the human body?

With Banner's shouting, the believers seemed to be injected with new energy. They brandished simple weapons and charged towards Damao's army with amazing speed and strength.

Although the Russian soldiers were well-equipped, they began to feel overwhelmed by this almost crazy offensive.

"Now that we have a new partner, it is necessary to let him see our strength, so that he won't have any inappropriate ideas."

Banner glanced at Moffsky and said this meaningfully.

"Do you want to continue to ravage me? It's already like this?"

Movsky couldn't help but take a step forward and exclaimed.

"No, don't get me wrong. I just want to let our allies see our strength."

Banner waved his hand, and several believers rushed towards Damao's army like a storm. Their speed and strength were beyond imagination.

Although the soldiers of the Great Mao fought hard, their defenses gradually collapsed under the charge of these believers like wild beasts. Blood splattered, screams rang out one after another, and a suffocating atmosphere of despair filled the battlefield.

Movsky was stunned. He had never seen such a brutal battle, and he had never imagined that the fight between humans could be so cruel. He began to doubt whether his choice was correct.

However, at this moment, Banner suddenly stopped shouting. He raised his giant axe and swung it down fiercely, and the believers' charge stopped instantly.

The battlefield suddenly fell into dead silence, with only the groans of the wounded and the occasional sound of artillery fire in the distance.

Banner's giant axe drew a sharp arc in the air, as if the air was split in two. He stared coldly ahead, his deep eyes flashing with unquestionable determination and coldness.

"It's time to end this game." He whispered to himself. Although his voice was light, it carried a heart-pounding majesty.

Banner rushed towards the Mao's army like a flash of lightning. His speed was beyond imagination.

The giant axe was swung in the air, and each swing was accompanied by a gust of wind and a roar, as if even the space was about to be split in two.

The soldiers of Da Mao looked at this war-like enemy in horror. They tried to stop Banner's attack with gunfire, but the bullets seemed to become fragile in front of Banner's giant axe and were shot down or split by him one after another.

Banner was like an invincible warrior, charging across the battlefield. Every swing of his axe was accompanied by splashes of blood, and the enemy's bodies were torn apart like fragile pieces of paper under his giant axe.

"Now, do you believe in our strength?"

(End of this chapter)