My troops evolve infinitely

Some of the flying grass clippings have withered and rotted, the soil has turned black, and the whole earth seems dead.

In the center of this dead land, there are mountains standing tall, covered with white bones.

However, at this time in the Holy Mountain of the Dead, the dazzling holy light repeatedly broke through the black fog that enveloped the sky and the earth, and the black fog that was washed over the ground became sparse.

Inside the mountain, giant armored scorpions surged upwards, smashing down with their giant pincers, creating one huge pit after another.

Outside the mountain, there was also a giant iron-clad scorpion with its tail raised high, shooting out sharp needles like cannonballs, pouring down like rain.

At this moment, the Holy Mountain of the Dead is like a battlefield of meat grinder and bone grinder, and the Undead Army is retreating step by step and is about to collapse.

"Although, this is to be expected."

Mu Yuan sighed.

Even if all of his Tianyuan high-end combat power pressed forward, they would only have an 80% chance of winning. Moreover, without the heavy firepower of Duolai, and without the help of powerful warriors like Isiluoya, the Dryad Grandma, and Lu Liu, and without the support of his Great Lord Mu...

Defeat is normal.

But if they can create the prototype of the military spirit, the Undead Legion will be able to reverse the downward trend and easily kill the giant scorpions and nuns.

The prototype of the military spirit not only allows the skeleton warriors to burst out with extremely powerful strength, but also provides great help to the Skeleton General himself.

After all, Wang Gu is also a member of the legion and a general!

General Dead Bones was not surprised by this result, but...

Watching the magnificent Holy Mountain of Bones crumble bit by bit; watching the Skeleton Warriors and Skeleton Undertaker being swiftly slain just as they revived; watching the waves of undead summoned by the Death Legion being reduced to ashes by the giant scorpions and nuns, it...

It is still very unwilling.

You can’t blame the enemy for being too strong, you can’t blame Bone Two for not being strong enough, you can only blame yourself.

"I'm still too weak."

The dead bones stood on the top of the mountain, leaning on their swords.

Its armor was tattered, and several bones were missing, and there was no repair. Repairing it would consume energy, and at this time, every bit of energy was precious.

However, up to now in the battle, no matter how the dead bones tried to save energy and draw energy from the Holy Mountain and the undead creatures, it was still almost exhausted.

The main reason is that it can't withstand the charge of the giant scorpion.

In the initial stage, it had to make several energy bursts to blast out the River of the Underworld.

At this time,

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Even the most stable of the four bones, Bone, was wounded and unable to dodge, and was struck by dozens of holy lights. Its mottled bones were smoking, and the little energy left was unable to resist the brilliant holy light that pierced the air.

It knelt on the ground, and its bones disappeared bit by bit from bottom to top. After a few seconds, it disappeared completely, leaving only some gray-black crystal dust and the broken armor that fell to the ground with a bang.

Elsewhere, the man in red was also forced into a desperate situation.

"Oh my, I'm going to die again, please be gentle."

The woman in red straightened her red dress, smiled carefreely, and then turned into ashes under the holy light, without even a trace of her red wedding dress left.

Soon, only a skeleton was left on the dilapidated mountain.

It looked around like a desperate general who had reached the end of his road.

The only outcome left is a glorious death on the battlefield.

"But you shouldn't."

"It shouldn't be like this."

"Even the weak should have the strength to strike the sky."

It looked at him calmly, and suddenly a faint light appeared in the depths of its pupils.

Faint, but shining, like the most brilliant golden light in the world.

The dead bone seemed to understand something, its pupils lit up, and the dark blue soul fire in its skull, which was originally like a candle in the wind, also began to burn vigorously.

It is like a last glimmer of light.

Yes, but not all.

"The Lord once said that the power of will can rewrite everything. As long as the belief is strong enough, all things and miracles can be grasped in the hands of the universe."

"It took all this time, but Bones finally understood."

"You're so stupid."

It murmured, and its golden pupils shot up into the sky.

This is not the glow of soul fire, but when the will exceeds the limit, it turns into light.

Everyone can have light.

The light of will!

In Mu Yuan's eyes, the light shone more colorful than the auspicious clouds in the sky.

"I originally thought that Lu Liu, who possesses the 'Rock Will' talent, would be the first to break through the will limit, but I didn't expect General Dead Bone to take the lead."

It’s not that he underestimated the dead bones, but the birth of the light of will has little to do with enlightenment.

It all depends on personal will.

And own experience.

Certain rare talents also help to condense the light of will, like Lu Liu's rock will.

As for the dead bones...regardless of whether their will is strong or not, they have never engaged in a real life-and-death struggle, never exhausted their strength to fight to the last moment, so naturally there is no question of them having experienced any hardships.

Until then.

This was a real, all-out battle for Wang Gu.

Watching many of its brothers and sisters fall before it, without even the power to turn the tide, it broke its limit.

Now, the Dead Bones holds two keys to the legend.

But it just wants to tear the enemy in front of it to pieces.

Rumbling--

The giant scorpion continued to climb along the top of the mountain.

The nuns clasped their hands together, emitting an increasingly brighter light that continuously dispelled the black fog.

In front of them, General Dead Bones had only one ten-thousandth of his energy left, and it seemed difficult for him to even lift the sword.

"But I can."

Then it raised the sword, and infinite power seemed to surge out of its body.

"I still have the strength."

The pool of energy in its body had clearly dried up, but when it waved its hand, a vast black mist surged out.

It said it could still hold on and had some strength left, so...it had some strength left.

Then, the black mist that had been gradually thinning over the Holy Mountain of the Dead Corpses slowly gathered again, obscuring the light of the sky. More black mist, like streams and rivers, flowed from the hands of the Dead Corpses, drifting across the Holy Mountain, transforming into wisps of smoke and clouds that sank into the broken limbs and bones, or the black crystal dust.

In an instant,

Many undead warriors who died in battle or were in deep sleep, including Red Rakshasa and other generals, have resurrected and returned once again.

They once again fought with the giant scorpions and nuns.

The dead bones continued to take action.

Since soul crystals and other props cannot be used in the challenge area, it relies entirely on its own energy to perform the strategic skill "Death Legion".

Doing so consumes a great deal of energy, but its energy at this moment seems to be endless.

In other words, no matter what it does at this moment, no energy is consumed.

Only 0.01% of the energy remains, solidified here and will not be reduced by even a fraction.

This is the power of will!

The light of will does not greatly increase combat power and is not as mysterious and extraordinary as the domain.

It has only one effect - absolute constant state!

In simple terms, it means "hold on"!

Because I wanted to persevere, and because my willpower was strong enough, so I persevered.

Even if the energy is exhausted,

Even if seriously injured,

Still able to fight until the Great Dao is destroyed.

"The light of will naturally cannot remain indefinitely constant, but at least at this moment..."

The power of revival hangs over the sky.

Some skeleton warriors died in battle, and then resurrected the next moment.

Not far away from the Gate of Death, undead creatures are pouring out continuously.

The dead charged forward, their wails of death creating a vast river of darkness, engulfing countless giant scorpions and nuns. In the blink of an eye, nothing remained.

In just a few minutes, the number of giant scorpions and nuns, which had already been mostly consumed, became visibly scarce.

And the dead bones are still persisting.

The heavy sword kept falling.

Suddenly, the blade hovered in front of a plump, blond nun. The strong wind blew her hair wildly. Her clothes were tattered, and her body was covered with gray scars left by the impact of various death energies.

She was still gathering the power of holy light and trying her best to swing it out.

But the dead bones did not fight back.

It looked around and found that all the enemies had been killed without knowing it. The nun in front of it was the last one left in this powerful enemy army.

It won.

The trembling hand of the dead bone could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and his whole body became shaky, but...