Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 103: Insignificance
These monsters look very ordinary at first glance. Below the neck, they are nothing more than monsters covered with pustules.

Or a two-meter-tall muscular hairless mouse, or a three-meter-long cockroach with black tumors all over its back, or a ten-meter-long python with rings of cysts on its body.

Their heads, however, are different from those of normal monsters.

The head of each Death Legion demon is covered by a huge transparent glass cover.

Inside the glass cover, green liquid was rippling.

In the liquid, the rotten flesh, blood and brain matter swayed gently.

Like some kind of technological artifact.

It is said that since the Fishman Sect and the Poison Man Island provided the technology and research results of the scientific age, the heads of some monsters of the Death Legion have turned into glass covers.

The Fishman Sect and the Poison Man Island also gained the favor of the Plague Prophet, the lord of the fourteenth level of the Demon Hell.

This new type of announcer, called the Angel of Death, not only carries diseases and poisons, but also has a wide killing range and is difficult to eliminate.

Although there is an endless civil war in each level of the Hell, they all unanimously prohibit the use of angels of death.

"Are you trying to force our Martial Saint to take action?" Lu Yuanhao shouted.

Zhu Huo Er smiled and said, "Indeed, the demons on both sides have a tacit understanding that they do not use the Angel of Death under normal circumstances. But if you do not come out, they will explode at the moment when the Heaven Stage ends. Boom..."

“No matter how fast your human army is, when you arrive here, you will only see corpses all over the ground. Go.”

Then fourteen angels of death were seen moving slowly and positioning themselves at different locations around the aperture.

The crowd panicked instantly.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of demons knows the horror of the informant of the dead, and knows even more about the horror of the angel of death.

They are the end of the world.

"You still have time to think. Fight your way to the master and claim the Blood Prison Fruit. Or, wait until the Heaven Stage ends and let the disease and poison bury you."

"The sun rises and blows the trumpet of death."

After Candlelight 2 finished speaking, he turned and left, and the road closed.

In the inner circle, there was complete silence.

Whether they were students or pioneers, whether they were Dragon Countrymen or foreigners, whether they were humans or aliens, all were silent.

"Do we have any other choice?"

"When he talked about the magic bag beans, everyone should understand why he wanted to force us to step out of the circle of light."

"At this point, it doesn't matter what the devil wants to do. What matters is what we should do."

"Now, is there anyone who is still afraid of getting stuck in it?"

"Now, there shouldn't be any more arguments about whether or not to save people, right?"

Everyone was silent.

Some people looked at Zhou Leng.

"Zhou Leng, tell me. No matter what others think, in my heart, you are already the eldest senior brother of the eighteen schools." Lu Yuanhao said.

"Yes, it was all thanks to Zhou Leng before."

"If Zhou Leng hadn't rescued those 3,000 or 4,000 people, we would be even more desperate now."

"Yes, Zhou Leng is the joint senior brother of the eighteen schools in my mind! Now I recognize him, even if he leaves the Heaven Stage and the Demon City, I will still recognize him!"

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

At this moment, Zhou Leng suddenly thought of Zhang Xinglie and Zhao Dongjun.

Countless junior high and high school classmates admire Zhang Xinglie.

Countless people on Blue Star worship Zhao Dongjun, including Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie.

When people are desperate, they will instinctively choose the most reliable force.

So, can I afford it?

Zhou Leng was silent for a moment, then said, "I understand everyone's feelings, and I'll be honest. I will hesitate, I will be greedy, I will be afraid, and I will be afraid of death. But..."

“…When there is no way to retreat, I will move forward with hesitation, greed, and fear, and keep moving forward.”

"My father never retreated from the battlefield, and neither did I."

"I can't promise you too much, but I can promise that once the war starts, I will be the first one to step out of the circle of light."

"Just like last time."

Everyone's blood was boiling.

Lu Yuanhao raised his hand and said, "As the senior brother of Heyin Wuda University, I nominate senior brother Zhou Leng of Ruda University as the joint senior brother of the eighteen schools!"

"I agree."

"I agree."

"Seconded!"

One by one, the senior brothers raised their arms.

Finally, An Huangui from East China University of Technology also raised his hand.

Many people looked at him in surprise. They were willing to support him even though he lost two games in a row.

Many people nodded slightly.

Tian Chengchang looked at An Huangui's back with his right arm raised high, and fell silent.

I am a sophomore, but I am not as good as a freshman.

Chang Luan sat in the crowd, looking at An Huangui, with a cloud of dark clouds in his eyes.

Out of eighteen schools, seventeen senior students raised their hands.

Passed unanimously.

Zhou Leng stood up, clasped his fists to everyone and said, "Thank you all for your support. In this case, Zhou Leng will not shirk his responsibility and will help us overcome this difficult time together."

Everyone stood up and applauded to congratulate.

Not only applauding for Zhou Leng.

I also applaud the next path forward.

"Now, let's work out a plan of attack..."

"First of all, make sure this place is no longer safe..."

"Secondly, we must take double insurance measures and grasp the timing of the end of the Heavenly Stage..."

Everyone was talking, making suggestions, and formulating one plan after another.

The pioneer team provided demonized drones, and the magicians provided high-altitude reconnaissance magic to further understand the situation of the demons.

Soon, everyone encountered some difficulties.

For example, how to grasp the timing of the end of Tianjie?
Everyone discussed the difficulties, but some areas were difficult to implement.

After a while, the meeting was adjourned for everyone to take a break and continue the discussion after 20 minutes.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment, went to a deserted place alone, and then recalled the divine texts he had learned in the past.

Search the database and find some divine texts.

Finally, Zhou Leng used his consciousness to put together a vague and concise divine text in his mind.

"When will the Heaven Stage end?"

"The sun is rising."

Zhou Leng breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Tianjie, and then returned.

Although everyone did not fully believe it, there was no better time, so they had to choose this time.

Everyone solved one problem after another and finally began to prepare.

After getting ready, everyone took a rest.

Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin's sleeping mats were close together.

The two looked up at the sky. It was pitch black, with only the steps of heaven emitting a soft light.

Xu Qingjin said softly: "I suddenly remembered you when you were a child."

"is it?"

"Do you remember when you were in first grade?"

"remember."

Neither of them spoke anymore.

Zhou Leng still remembers that when the first graders were lining up for the spring outing, going to the hospital for injections, and watching movies, the teacher would let two rows of children hold hands to prevent them from getting separated.

At that time, Zhou Leng was holding Xu Qingjin's hand.

So much so that when the two went to school together, Xu Qingjin's mother would ask them to hold hands and not get separated.

"Have a good rest, and protect yourself tomorrow." Zhou Leng said.

"Don't worry, I will. You...don't try too hard. When you need to retreat, you should retreat."

"it is good."

The two closed their eyes and slowly fell asleep.

As the sun rises, tens of thousands of people within the aperture wake up, warm up, and make preparations.

Finally, everyone formed a cone formation with arrows pointing towards the Magic Bag Garden.

Zhou Leng stood on the arrow, in front of everyone.

"Follow me."

Zhou Leng shouted and jogged forward.

All troops, forward.

Densely packed demons stood in front, stacked up like a city wall.

Suddenly, the demons narrowed their eyes. Why did the sun suddenly rise?

No, the sun didn't rise.

It is the light of unity that is revealed in everyone.

A tiny light shines brightly forever.

Zhou Leng and all the people in the late and middle stages of blood circulation rushed to the front.

The human arrows hit the demon's shield.

The battle began with a bang.

Zhou Leng moved forward, killing a demon with every step and a corpse with every palm.

Don't look back, don't retreat, just move forward.

There was a faint white light in the eastern sky.

The sun has not yet risen, but the new light has already arrived.

Tens of thousands of humans and aliens surged in like a tide.

Go forward, go forward, and go forward again.

The wind blows and roars.

The grass breaks and the bones crack.

Dust flew and blood splattered.

The world around Zhou Leng seemed to have turned into a silent one.

The lives of thousands of people rest on one person's shoulders.

Nothing else exists but moving forward.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng glanced at the densely packed demons in front of him, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Change people!"

Afterwards, Rao Mingxian was the first to rush forward to replace Zhou Leng.

The speed of the entire team suddenly slowed down.

It was not until this time that Rao Mingxian realized how much pressure Zhou Leng was facing.

Only then did I understand how great each step Zhou Leng took was.

Just one minute later, Rao Mingxian could no longer bear the pressure and shouted, "Change players!"

Molten Hammer took over, and then everyone else took turns.

Before, they were all on Zhou Leng's flank.

It was not until they stood in Zhou Leng’s position that they realized how difficult it was to take a step forward.

Zhou Leng recovered his luck as he walked. Although it was slower than meditating, it was the only way.

Not long after, Zhou Leng moved forward again and stood at the very front.

The army of tens of thousands accelerated once again.

In this way, the army continued to rotate and advance.

However, more and more people remain on this land forever, transported by the devil to the Magic Bag Garden.

People can't see it, but they remember it in their hearts.

The army of tens of thousands was clearly moving forward, but the Magic Bag Garden seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

However, thanks to the human will to survive, the inspiration of unity, the pace of continuous progress, everyone's hard work in martial arts, and the Dragon Kingdom's years of collaboration and organizational ability training, these young students gritted their teeth and persevered.

The people in the front will be responsible for attack, while the students in the back and on both sides will be responsible for defense.

Once the qi, blood and physical strength are exhausted or seriously injured, rotate immediately.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

The sky in the east is getting brighter.

The team was getting closer and closer to the Magic Bag Garden.

The demon lord with the krait crown on his head stood in the magic bag garden and looked at the humans with a smile.

"I saw it!" Zhou Leng shouted.

The people nearby were shocked.

"I see!"

"See that demon lord!"

Everyone shouted loudly, and soon the shout became one and everyone knew it.

The flames in the furnace of tens of thousands of people suddenly rose.

"kill!"

"forward!"

The team advanced again.

Zhou Leng and some people looked at each other and took turns to the back.

There were many demons in the Blood Transport Stage standing around the Glimmering Star, most of them were candle holders.

"How many people do you think will be able to stand before me in the end?"

"Except for that giant, nothing else is possible."

"That giant can probably feed four or five Magic Bag Flowers. I'll save the tastiest ones for my mom." Shimmering Star smiled.

The demons looked respectful.

Glimmering Star said, "According to the usual methods of humans, what will they do at the last moment... Yes, decapitation tactics. You guys deal with the others, and leave the one who rushes to the front for me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

(End of this chapter)