God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 1997 Cut Him Down First

Although the achievement of Sword Domain cannot be achieved overnight, Ye Xuan still tries his best.

After a year of continuous battles, he also gained a lot of understanding in the way of swordsmanship.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I integrated my perception into the way of swordsmanship and tried to climb to a higher level.

the next month.

The undead army launched several more attacks.

The emergence of the small world of the Void City not only brought the combat power of several great god emperors, but more importantly, brought the sacred tree.

As well as the complete divine tree holy method that Su Yuxue used, it can completely suppress the dark divine tree.

The branches and roots of the sacred tree grow in Xingtian Realm, covering every corner of the last space of Xingtian Realm.

As long as there is a sacred tree, the sacred law of the sacred tree can cover every position in the last space of Xingtian Realm.

This leaves no room for the Dark God Tree to grow.

Losing the influence of the Dark God Tree, the combat power of the Necromancer Legion has been greatly reduced.

The Seven Realms Alliance tenaciously withstood the attack of the undead army and survived for another month.

However, the "Aotian God Emperor" and the three demon gods of the Eclipse Demon Abyss were still unmatched. Even if they did not appear together in every attack, they still overwhelmed the Seven Realms Allied Forces.

After a year of hard work, the Seven Realms Alliance has reached its limit.

Just like a string that has been stretched to the limit, no one knows when the string will break.

Contrary to the Allied Forces of the Seven Realms, the strength of the Necromancer Corps is getting stronger and stronger, and more and more Necromancers are resurrected by the "law of death", making this Necromancer Corps so strong that it can crush everything.

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On a mountain peak on the defensive front of Xingtian Realm.

Fei Qiming carved horizontal lines on the base of the ballista with his dagger.

Each horizontal line represents a day, and every few horizontal lines, a circle will be drawn.

The circles represent the days when the fighting took place.

The cycle of the undead army's attack is very regular, so there are always three horizontal lines between the circles.

Another horizontal line today.

After Fei Qiming finished engraving, he touched it with his fingers, and there were obvious setbacks three times, which meant that it had been three days since the last battle, and three horizontal lines had been engraved.

If there is no accident, tomorrow will be the day when the undead army will attack.

Hao Laochai climbed onto the ballista, handed over a cake, and said, "Take a bite."

Hao Laochai is a member of Fei Qiming's ballista team, responsible for carrying and protecting the ballista.

Just like his name, he is a veteran, in his 50s, with scars on his face, and the bitter cold in the army makes him look older, just like a stick of firewood.

At this age, you can actually be disarmed and return to the fields.

However, when he was about to disarm and return home, the war broke out.

Moreover, Xingtian Realm is the upper world closest to the Dark Star Field, so the pressure is very high.

The entire Xingtian Realm was recruiting soldiers, so he couldn't leave.

However, Hao Laochai was too old to fight on the front line, so he was assigned to the ballista team to do odd jobs.

Anyway, he was responsible for the work of moving and carrying, and at the same time was responsible for protecting the ballista, and Fei Qiming, the leader of the ballista.

It is said to be protection, but in fact it is rarely necessary to use a knife.

Because when the ballista team needs to move their knives, there is nothing to struggle.

In this ballista team, Hao Laochai usually takes care of Fei Qiming, not because Fei Qiming is the team leader, but because he thinks Fei Qiming is like his son.

After the war broke out, he never saw his son again. Only the military supervising army sent statistics on the migration of civilians, letting him know that his son and his mother were still alive and had moved to the last space of Xingtian Realm. In the village near Ganquan Mountain.

At this age, he still insisted on fighting against the Undead Legion in the army. A large part of the reason was that his family was behind him.

He can't retreat, and now he has reached the last level of space. He only needs to take another step back, and what awaits him, his family, and his children is death.

Fei Qiming shook his head, pushed the cake back, and said, "Eat it."

Hao Laochai wrapped the cake with paper, patted it on the base of the ballista, and said, "What's the use of eating it? When the army of undead comes, only you can fire the ballista. It would be a waste to eat it for me." .”

Since there is only the last layer of space left in Xingtian Realm, tens of billions of civilians have been relocated.

Therefore, food has become a big problem.

As a high-ranking world with a deep foundation, Xingtian Realm usually has no food crisis.

But after most of the land was occupied by the undead army, a food crisis emerged.

Fortunately, when the army of Xingtian Realm moved the civilians, they took away all the food that could be taken away, and no one died of starvation for the time being.

However, with a population of tens of billions, the pressure on food is unimaginable.

Therefore, the army is also reducing food consumption. Only in wartime can we eat enough, and in normal times we can only eat half full.

Hao Laochai saved the cakes for this evening and gave them to Fei Qiming.

Because he knows that the most important thing in a ballista team is the team leader who controls the ballista, and the others are dispensable.

"Hurry up and eat. Today is the third day, right?" Hao Laochai said.

Fei Qiming nodded and said, "It should be coming tomorrow."

There was a hint of helplessness in the voice.

After fighting for so long, many people are actually afraid of the Necromancer Corps.

Facing an army that can never be killed or destroyed, who can not be afraid?
"Eat this cake, and you will have the strength to push the ballista tomorrow." Hao Laochai urged.

"I ate your share, what do you do?" Fei Qiming shook his head.

Hao Laochai said with a smile: "When I was a scout in the army, I hid in the mud. It was fine if I didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights. It was fine if I skipped a meal. Besides, tomorrow is wartime, and I will give you one in the morning." Have a full meal. It’s mainly you, we don’t have anything to do tomorrow, just lie down and watch you shoot the ballista.”

Fei Qiming didn't refuse any more. After the food was reduced, he really couldn't eat enough. If he had to bear it normally, it would have passed, but tomorrow the battle will break out, and his physical strength will be very exhausted.

He picked up the bread and swallowed it in big gulps.

While swallowing, he said vaguely: "Old Chai, you said that if you continue to fight, is there any hope?"

Hao Laochai sat down against the wall, folded his arms and pressed his stomach, which would relieve his hunger a little.

He said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me, Old Chai, whether there is hope or not. It depends on whether those figures in the sky can win. We just need to do our duty well."

"But I've heard some rumors that the son of Aotian God Realm is hopeless." Fei Qiming said with a frown.

"Let me tell you, if I were the Lord of the World, I would not care about the Necromancer Legion, and cut down that son of Aotian God Realm first." Hao Laochai said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

(End of this chapter)