T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the hybrid demi-human was the more miserable side in the collision.

Some people's heads were severed by the blade so fast that only afterimages remained, while others used their bodies as hard as metal to resist the blade, causing the weapon to groan in pain.

In the end, however, the Khorneans prevailed. They exerted their combined strength, either slashing or pushing back the hybrid demi-humans pressing in front of them, sending them flying.

The idea of ​​winning a battle but being able to eat it straight from the can just feels weird!

They could clearly feel their weapons piercing into the flesh and blood of these hybrids, but the other side seemed to feel no pain.

Those who were injured but did not die were healing their wounds at a rapid pace!

The leader of the werewolves casually wiped the bloodstains off his fur, wiped them on the corner of his mouth, and licked them with his tongue, his face full of ecstasy.

“You seem to have a technique that makes you stronger the more you fight.”

"Perfect, we can do that too!"

Oleksandr waved his hand.

"Bless the Forge Guard."

A mage, heavily protected from behind the army lines, chanted a spell.

Layers of light overlapped, enveloping the mixed-race subhumans.

Their engorged muscles stretched their hair, bulging exaggeratedly, clearly revealing their bright red bodies.

The werewolf's originally bright green eyes were now a deep crimson.

"What immense power!"

The advantages of corps-based operations were fully demonstrated.

Another collision,

In full view of everyone, this time it was the seven members of the Khorne team who were sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

The patient vomited blood upon opening the can and immediately ate it. A herbal spirit burrowed into its body, promptly relieving the pain.

The fact that the Tea God could still notice this side proves that those acting as artillerymen on the periphery have already dealt with the enemies sent by Oleksandr.

He rubbed his chest, which was churning with blood and qi, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Boss, they're hitting harder and harder. Bloodlust and equipment aren't holding up very well."

Nagoro added, "If I had rainbow-level equipment, I'd probably be fine, but I'm fine now, since my weapon is a shield."

Every team has its own little gem.

The canned food, which had just recovered, felt like it was about to choke on blood again after hearing this.

Why are you showing off at a time like this!

We were completely surrounded.

The hybrids, who had received Legion-level buffs, were not going to let go of the chance to annihilate them.

This group of burly men surrounded the area in layers, leaving no gaps.

Jiang Heyi said they had to win through chaos, and he was right.

A counterattack that regains its footing is something they simply cannot withstand.

"I'll sacrifice myself, you guys just need to create an opening."

With the thick soup filling, he held the pot lid in his left hand and the large pot in his right, working in tandem.

他舔了舔嘴唇：“我比你们抗揍一点，跟在我身后。”

A bright streak of light pierced the sky.

Khorne's actions were thus interrupted. They and the hybrid demi-humans looked up together, watching as the beam of light from the outside of the battlefield was intercepted by the light barrier behind the army formation just as it was about to fall.

"not good!"

He opened the can and immediately shouted, then kicked the thick, foul-smelling soup.

"Clear the way, quick!"

Unsuspecting, Nagou Nongtang slammed the large pot down hard on the werewolf's massive pectoral muscles, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

It was the tetragonal entities that were helping.

Originally, the elemental mages and Oleksandr's ranged attack formations were mutually deterring each other, neither daring to fire the first shot for fear of being caught out.

However, because they were in a dangerous situation, the elemental mages had no choice but to take the risk and help them out.

This also completely exposes their current coordinates!

The ranged attack arrays hidden throughout the army resounded simultaneously, and countless torrents of magic illuminated the night sky, crashing down into the distant woods.

Ready-to-eat straight from the can is really in a rush.

Unaware of Jiang Heyi's overall plans, and only able to see the local battle situation, he felt as if the sky had fallen.

They are the ones who harmed the Tetraprimates!

"Master, Father, please reply if you have nothing to say!"

No one answered.

The thought of eating straight from the can was disheartening, but a surge of anger suddenly erupted within me.

"Stray dog, get out of the way!"

The werewolves, led by the Forge Sentinels, blocked Khorne with a mocking expression, enjoying the despair brought to the group by the tragic annihilation of their teammates.

With effortless ease, it used its claws to grasp a rare weapon capable of cleaving through metal, pushing its physical capabilities to the limit.

This composure shone in the bright red eyes of the ready-to-eat food, but then vanished without a trace.

The excruciating pain spread from my five fingers throughout my entire body.

The body, blessed layer upon layer and resonating with the array, was no different from paper at this moment.

The blade, as hot as a hot knife gliding over butter, easily severed the left arm that was instinctively raised high.

The food, ready to eat right out of the can, has grotesque features and is bathed in the stench of blood, like a demon descending to earth.

He vaguely saw a roaring ghostly figure behind the man.

The spectators were stunned.

There are no numerical improvements.

It seems that only the mindset of those who buy canned goods has changed?

The werewolf's head flew off, and he grabbed it from the can and tied it to his waist.

"I want your life."

"I want your heads too."

"kill!!!"

"Crying blood!"

He deliberately swung a knife at himself to lower his condition.

The mixed-race individual, standing so close to that restless and bloodthirsty soul, couldn't help but tremble.

"What are you doing..."

Oleksandr also suddenly jolted.

The Forge Guard was deployed, and this group was already at its last gasp.

Why did he suddenly go crazy?

After fighting for so long, their posture and movements clearly showed that they were exhausted.

Ordinary people don't even have the strength to hold a knife.

Yet they can still perform with such grand and sweeping movements?

What is supporting it?

"Reporting, sir!"

"Say!"

"The enemy has broken out of the encirclement and is no longer engaged in combat. The rear guard in the valley has been cleared."

"Didn't they say we were surrounded?!" Oleksandr roared in fury!

"The remaining two are exceptionally powerful, having killed two adults from the Silent Spell Guild and created an opening."

"However, both of them are exhausted and should be unable to provide support on the front lines."

Oleksandr couldn't help but facepalm.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Release the illumination orbs! I want this place to be as bright as day!"

"Continue to retreat, do not continue to engage them, and order all troops to return to the valley."

"Fight to the death at the Forge! I want those seven lunatics dead!"

Realizing that the resistance fighters were few in number but incredibly powerful, Oleksandr was unwilling to give up his hard-won gains.

He suddenly heard the sound of approaching hooves from outside the battlefield.

cavalry?

He had already ordered the cavalry to rush to the valley's aid, so why did he suddenly turn back?

Before Oleksandr could figure it out, the high-ranking mage guarding him suddenly pushed him back into the military tent.

"Polul, answer the command!"

"Stop your cavalry!"

The advancing cavalry showed no sign of stopping, cutting straight into the retreating shield guard formation and colliding head-on with the crossbowmen and spearmen.

In an instant, people and horses fell flat on their faces.

"You're attacking friendly forces!"

"Hold your horses! Stop!"

The shouts of the Peria soldiers slowed the cavalry charge, leaving the mounted riders bewildered.

Before they could react, dozens more were stabbed off their horses by the javelin-wielding soldiers.

The orderly retreat of Peria's army turned into chaos.

Even the Forge Guards, caught up in the fierce battle, were distracted and had two more heads chopped off by the enraged Open Can Food.

He already had no fewer than 10 beads clipped to his waist.

Driven by terror, they charged and killed without purpose, simply following their killing instincts.

The commotion brought a sliver of clarity to his blood-blurred eyes.

He didn't quite understand what was happening over there.

"Polul, where is your commander, Polul?"

"Why did you lead your cavalry into the enemy formation?!"

"I don't know. Lord Polul suddenly turned back, and we were following his lead."

"I'm asking someone else now!" the messenger shouted hoarsely.

“That’s right, Lord Polul, people…”

The cavalryman didn't speak, his eyes fixed on the ground not far away, his soul trembling with fear.

A corpse suddenly swelled up like a balloon, gleaming with a greenish light.

"Oh!"

A dull bang.

Like a deflated balloon, the dark green pus and blood inside the deceased's body splattered radially.

The moment the liquid came into contact with the soldier's armor, hissing white smoke immediately rose from the metal surface, etching out honeycomb-like holes.

The exposed skin rotted and peeled away within seconds, the excruciating pain causing the warhorses to neigh and flee in panic.