My troops evolve infinitely

The enemies in this level have weaknesses!

"hero!"

"hero!"

The dead bone gazed into the distance, muttering to itself. It conferred with Luosha and the red-clothed men, and quickly decided on a tactic.

The old man guarding the gate did not attack forcefully and looked very kind.

"Don't be impatient, take your time. I will still give some preferential treatment to newcomers like you who have just arrived at this level."

"However, when you begin to act, you must be prepared... to face my thunderous offensive."

He also existed in the form of a Yaoling, but his long, shiny, pale hair danced wildly, and beneath his kindness lay an overbearing and domineering aura.

Like a sword piercing the sky!

"war!"

Wang Gu responded with just a few words.

As soon as it finished speaking, the black fog surrounding the corps began to boil violently.

The heroic old man seemed to lack martial ethics. He spoke of preferential treatment, but the moment Wang Gu finished speaking, he swung his arm. The Radiant Spirits, already arranged in an arc-shaped wing pattern, stretched out their arms, folded them, palms facing outward, and a ball of brilliant golden light was brewing.

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo——

The golden-orange beams of light, like a barrage of meteors, flooded the entire sky.

But Wang Gu was well prepared.

At this moment, the surging and boiling black fog seemed to turn into a group of horses and also into an entire black cloud.

With the Rakshasa as their spearhead, the cohesive army unleashed a quarter of the Rakshasa's full speed. The horses transformed from black mist galloped, dodging hundreds of golden beams in an instant.

The golden light engulfed the area where the corps was originally located. The tender grass was instantly burned to ashes, and then the earth collapsed and sank down with a loud rumbling sound.

But the Undead Army had already run hundreds or even thousands of meters away when the beam of light was shot out.

Here, there is still golden light like a net.

The old man guarding the gate predicted the actions of the dead bones!

"cut!"

The dead bones finally pulled out the death lament.

The talent of controlling the undead and the unity of the corps itself overlapped, and in an instant it slashed out a sword beam dozens of meters long.

No, not the sword light.

Instead, it was a giant sword formed from black mist, with clearly visible brown-red lines on the blade.

The giant sword collided with two or three hundred golden lights.

Most of the golden light was intercepted.

The black giant sword cracked and suddenly exploded.

This wasn't something he couldn't bear. Under the control of the Dead Bones, the giant sword transformed into hundreds of smaller swords, which whizzed past and intercepted the remaining beams of light.

The remaining two or three hundred small black swords fell like raindrops towards the golden figures in the sky.

"good."

The old man walked towards the left wing step by step, and the right wing troops began to transform according to his command.

"But this alone is far from enough."

Before he could finish his words, his mind had already directed Zuo Yi Yao Ling to change his formation.

These Yaolings have different skills. Some are good at close combat, some are good at long-range attacks, and some...

Dozens of shining spirits were covered in golden light, with their arms open as if embracing the sky, forming one hexagonal wall of light after another in front of them.

Bang bang, blocking the flying black rain arrows.

In the first round of confrontation, no one died. Only a few Yao Ling had the light wall in front of them broken and were injured by the raindrop black sword.

It seems that the Undead Legion won a small victory, but in fact, with a huge gap in numbers, if they cannot break the situation as soon as possible, they will suffer a loss.

Sooner or later they will be surrounded and defeated.

The war continued.

The Radiant Spirits were scattered across the sky and the earth in a seemingly loose yet actually tightly connected formation. No matter where the Undead Legion attacked, they would be struck by beams from all sides.

After a few minutes, the Undead Legion only killed 63 enemies.

No damage to itself.

However, this was only the prototype of the military spirit that shared the damage. In reality, each soldier had suffered heavy losses and had been in danger several times. As long as the Yaoling Legion seized an opportunity, they could directly and severely damage the undead.

but,

The dead bones were also waiting for an opportunity. They stared at the figure in the sky wearing the battle suit of heaven.

"Brilliant Spirit (Hero):???"

"Grade: Excellent One Star"

「Level: Elite Peak」

"Skill:??"

This hero was one level higher, a superior unit of Yaoling. Furthermore, as a hero, he must possess additional skills, and it's impossible for him to just have two skills and one talent.

The information is still unclear.

The Dead Bones can only make a rough guess based on Yao Ling's characteristics and the illustrations and information given by the Lord.

That's enough.

Now is the chance!

At this time, the distance between the Undead Army and the heroic old man was about four or five kilometers.

Hundreds of soldiers shouted in unison, and the black fog, which had thinned out a lot, became thicker again, like a snake or python entangled. The prototype of the military spirit of the "Giant Sword Grave" above the black fog also became more solid.

"Legion Resonance! Shadow Falls!"

The black fog flowed, and the sticky undead energy flowed, rushing forward like a curtain of rain, washing out a black waterfall on the battlefield.

Wherever they passed, the Shining Spirits froze in place, their bodies clambering over them in pitch-black darkness. The next moment, these Shining Spirits exploded, shattered by the immensely solid Shadow Waterfall, like a punch from a supremely powerful warrior!

They wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

With one strike, 96 Yao Lings were killed, achieving a great victory.

"However, this kind of military soul skill that connects the entire corps can only be used two or three times in a battle. A single resonance is a huge burden on the entire corps and even the military soul."

The old man guarding the gate did not change his expression at all, and even shook his head slightly in his heart.

If a military soul skill is used but cannot determine the outcome of a battle, then the person himself will be in danger.

The Undead Legion can no longer move sideways as a whole.

At this time, they were still about three thousand meters away from the old man guarding the gate.

"Three thousand meters, just a moment is enough."

Luosha's low voice echoed throughout the army.

But his figure had disappeared.

Sa! Sa! Sa!

In the air, one, two, three inconspicuous wisps of brown smoke emerged at the same time, and at this time, Luosha was only a few hundred meters away from the old man guarding the gate.

Golden beams of light intertwine, like a large laser net.

The old man was also retreating.

but,

The Burning Evil's spear tore through the golden net, and Luosha pursued him directly, allowing the remaining beams to fall on him, making a hissing sound and dissolving his body. He did not care and did not dodge.

In his pupils, the only thing left was the figure of the old man wearing the Heavenly Battle Suit.

The distance shortened rapidly.

A flash of red light emanated from the Rakshasa bracelet, revealing a figure in red. Her eyes, shimmering with blood, also reflected the old man's figure.

next moment,

A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, then they darkened and he froze in place.

Rakshasa rushed forward with a gun.

But the old man had already given the order the moment before he fell into the illusion. Countless radiant spirits gathered around him, forming walls of light, a golden barrier resembling a honeycomb.

The barrier shattered under the bombardment of Rakshasa's several shots.

At the same time, the Yaolings were also shattered.

Although they are rare three-star soldiers at the elite level, they are as fragile as babies in front of Rakshasa. The mere residual force of the attack can break their bodies apart.

But in just one or two seconds, the old man had already broken free from the illusion.

He looked appreciative.

"Good tactics."

"A hero of similar strength would have been utterly defeated. However, even though my strength has been limited, my experience and knowledge are still unmatched by any ordinary warrior."

He appreciates it.

But there will be no mercy.

The decapitation attempt failed, and this battle should be over.

He used the ability of 'Light Flash', an advanced skill that only a very small number of brilliant spirits can awaken. It can flash thousands of meters away in an instant. It is a magical skill for entering and leaving the battlefield.

The old man dodged, but not completely.

How could Wang Gu not have anticipated this skill? From the initial flank attack, to the use of military soul skills, to Hong Yi's illusion control, everything was for one goal - decapitation.

The old man made a prediction.