in the edge

Chapter 367 Reconstruction

There is no longer any possibility of losing.

Hanging on the throne high in the sky, Huang Tian was scanning the battle situation at his feet.

It was said to be a battle situation, but in his eyes it was like a joke. It was just that a battle of this level was not much different from fighting an ant to him - but this kind of battle also had some meaning after all, such as those belonging to The ant on the opposite side has gradually moved in the direction he wanted.

In despair again and again, they gradually lost their worship of the monster.

And this is what Huang Tian wants to do, as long as these monkeys can no longer become the monster's power. As for how many horse-riding monkeys will die in the process, it actually doesn't matter to him - After all, they are just monkeys, things like ants, and they will die if they die, which just makes him a little cleaner.

"So, will you come out this time?"

Thinking like this, Huang Tian once again waved his hand to the monkeys on horseback at his feet.

Another group of grassland warriors rushed forward. They had killed many animals along the way and were already on the verge of being unable to sustain themselves. Of course, if they could hold on for a while longer, perhaps their firm will would really come true. They could tame the huge evil spirit, but it was obvious that behind them, the aloof Emperor Tian had no intention of letting them stand for a while longer.

So, with this wave of their hands, their bonds were released.

The only remaining sanity was broken, and the chaotic murderous intention took over the body. The evil energy that was originally restrained finally flowed out. Those evil, breath-like things followed the consciousness itself and invaded their limbs. The corpses were entangled with their flesh and blood, causing the already strong flesh and blood to swell even more, even to the point of twisting and twisting.

Thus, the monster was born.

Crazy monsters were born. They wielded weapons, limbs, claws and teeth, and even anything that could be used to kill. They were not afraid of death, or in other words, part of them was already dead. Those who passed through The evil spirit of the birth of the dead carries endless resentment. They hate everything in this world. They just want to kill all the living people in front of them and drag them into the same situation as themselves.

How could those Nanchen soldiers resist such a thing?

They are still human beings, they are still afraid, and they are also afraid of death when faced with a few huge monsters that are as high as stacking them up - it is not that they have not thought about resisting, but is their resistance really useful? The swords and spears in their hands were as ridiculous as toothpicks in front of these huge monsters. Can they really deal with these monsters?

"Surround them! Hold them back!"

I don't know who shouted this, with a brave and firm voice.

This must be a very optimistic person, most of the soldiers who heard this voice thought so.

However, this optimism is meaningless at this time. Although that sentence sounds very reasonable, the question is, can they really surround these monsters?

If you are in the city, you may still be able to do it. After all, although those monsters will occasionally cause trouble in the streets, there is nothing we can do against those monsters, but the soldiers are better in numbers. They can indeed use cutting and surrounding methods. Come and block the way of these monsters.

But the question is, this time, are they really on the larger side?

"so many……"

Some soldiers looked at the scene in front of them and sighed.

There were too many, too many. The vanguard troops that had just been thrown over by the prairie people had all turned into monsters at this moment.

Compared to the Chen people who had just experienced a hundred cavalry charge, those grassland monsters had a greater numerical advantage.

The enemy's individuals were much stronger than them, and their numbers were also much greater. This was not so much a war as a one-sided massacre.

It is impossible to win by yourself.

They have understood this fact.

Therefore, in extreme despair, they can only entrust everything they have to fantasy.

"Will anyone come to save us?"

It doesn't matter who it is, whether it's reinforcements or monsters, it doesn't matter who it is, as long as they can save their lives at this time - but they themselves know very well that such a thing is impossible. Yes, after all, when those prairie cavalrymen were wreaking havoc just now, they had prayed like this.

But then what?

There is no savior, and there are no reinforcements from heaven - indeed, at the end, a very powerful military commander came to support him. He should be named Jiang Wenyuan. That military commander killed many grassland cavalry. Will buy them a little time...

So, what then?

The battle situation still hasn't changed much. They still can't defeat those monsters. God knows what kind of magic these prairie people used. The battlefield now has turned into a real hell. There are stumps and broken arms all over the ground, and even the river is covered with water. It was already stained red with blood, but even if they were beaten like this, they still couldn't see any hope of victory.

"So, why hasn't anyone come to our rescue yet?"

Facing the monsters' surging offensive, the remaining soldiers became increasingly confused.

They may all know what they are expecting in their hearts. After all, they have more or less heard of it, or have seen it with their own eyes, that figure that is far taller and majestic than ordinary people, and that powerful force that can rival the gods. ——I heard that Grand Master Du finally began to teach the emperor. This is a good thing in the eyes of everyone. With the help of such a strong person, Da Chen will definitely get better.

But... what about people?

Where are their strong men? What about the giant who can turn the tide? Why has the giant still not appeared despite all of them fighting to the point of death?

Isn't he a grand master? Isn't he Chen? Isn't he on their side?

Doesn't he have any compassion at all?

"Why, why haven't you shown up yet?"

They thought like this, they struggled and cried, but the reality gave them only despair. There were no reinforcements, and there was no savior. There were only endless monsters, and only comrades who were torn into pieces one after another.

"Why……"

Thousands of words finally converged into one big question.

"why?"

"Why? Of course because he is a coward."

Feeling the surging questions and resentments under his feet, Huang Tian let out a long sigh in the air.

Yes, that's what he wanted. More and more people began to turn their backs on the monster and began to question the monster's strength... Theoretically, he did achieve part of what he wanted, but in fact, this After all, this record was far from what he wanted.

"So why the hell doesn't this coward come out?"

Huang Tian, ​​who was sitting in the air, frowned as he looked at the huge imperial city in the distance.

Things shouldn't be like this. This situation seems to be a little different from what he expected. Originally, in his judgment, the monkeys in the south would organize a defense line by the river due to inertia of thinking, and the battle would definitely be at this location. happens, and after realizing that the front line cannot defeat it, the monster will definitely come out to support.

Then he can rely on his own mobility to rush directly into the imperial city to harvest, directly destroying the monster's base, thereby physically destroying the source of the monster's power.

But now, the problem is stuck here.

He did destroy the source of the monster's power, which was the soldiers in front of him, but it was just these soldiers. He did not touch the Jiankang Imperial City in the distance.

Although theoretically speaking, he could just fly over and start fighting directly, but this would directly put him into a situation where the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, facing an opponent who is stronger than himself and even has the support of his mind. Going to the opponent's home court to fight is no different from giving it away - but if he doesn't fly over, why doesn't that monster come out?

"Doesn't he have any humanity at all? Did he just watch these monkeys being killed by me?"

The more he thought about it, the more Huang Tian frowned. He always felt that he had thought wrong somewhere.

But now that the fight has been fought like this, there is no way for him to retreat. Since the monster refuses to come out, he can only fight all the way through - this is a way anyway, successive victories will Destroy the enemy's confidence, and the impact of a series of defeats will also weaken the monster's mental blessing.

Just like now, as the monkeys in the south were defeated one after another, he could already clearly feel that the monster's power was becoming weaker and weaker.

"By the time the team reaches Jiankang City, the monster's strength will be weakened to only half of mine." Huang Tian calculated for a moment and then made a judgment on the strength comparison between the two sides.

One side is attacking with all his strength, but the other side is only half as strong as him. So who wins and who loses, do you still need to ask?

"I will wash away my stain and I will win again!"

Thinking like this, Huang Tian waved his hand again.

And the monsters under his feet roared more and more.

Nothing can stop them, they will kill everyone in sight.

"Including those traitors."

As he said this, Huang Tian's eyes locked on the figures at his feet.

Two young monkeys and one old monkey, these were monkeys who once served him. He even gave these monkeys the promise of immortality in exchange for their dedicated efforts... But obviously, these monkeys failed him. In anticipation, they betrayed him and now even started to turn against him.

"Kill them first."

Following this order, a group of monsters began to rush towards the three people.

The old eunuch on the river could still hold on, relying on the surrounding waters, he could withstand the siege of these monsters, but Jiang Wenyuan and Shan Bing on the shore did not have such good luck-those monsters immediately He surrounded them and began to attack them with all means.

Such a surprise attack caught Jiang Wenyuan off guard.

"You should continue to deconstruct it! Keep deconstructing it!"

On Jiang Wenyuan's back, Shan Bing was still shouting.

"If we don't understand anymore, we're going to die!"

"Don't rush! Don't rush!"

Jiang Wenyuan was also sweating profusely. He had tried his best to find the flaws of those monsters. However, under the intertwining of evil spirit and flesh and blood, he could not find even the slightest flaw - there were not even any flaws on the thread in front of him. Threads, but the problem is that there are too many threads, and he has no way to find the key to deconstructing the threads from these chaotic threads.

In the end, he only learned half of the skill of turning flower rope.

"I...there's nothing I can do anymore."

After being knocked away by the broken sword in the monster's hand again, Jiang Wenyuan finally began to vomit blood.

"I have no choice. I have only learned half of the secret of turning the flower rope. I have not learned the other half of reconstruction. It is impossible for me to..."

"Then learn now!"

On Jiang Wenyuan's back, Shan Bing, who was seriously injured, gritted his teeth.

"Anyway, if you can't learn, we will all die here, so what else can we say about not learning? Difficulty doesn't matter anymore. If we try again, at least we are not dead, and we can try again. …”

"Don't rush me! I'm already trying!"

Jiang Wenyuan roared.

He has been trying desperately, but he still has no clue about this kind of thing. His talent is only in deconstruction, and what he is good at is only disassembly. As for reconstruction... is it a new trick?

This is a deadlock, how can it be turned over?

"Reconstruction and reconstruction, what exactly is reconstruction? What is the reconstruction method?"

“Will this kind of thing still get stuck?”

On Jiang Wenyuan's back, Shan Bingdeng, who was already seriously injured, became anxious.

"Reconstruct and reconstruct, to put it bluntly, it means re-doing! Have you never cooked before or something? When you stir-fry, don't you... huh?"

Having said this, Shan Bing was suddenly startled.

And Jiang Wenyuan also turned his head subconsciously.

Eyes facing each other.

At this moment, they all seemed to understand something.

"I'm in charge of moving!"

Jiang Wenyuan immediately took out the fishing rope from his waist and tied Shan Bing firmly to his back.

"You are responsible for taking action!"

"What do you mean I'm responsible for taking action! I don't know how to do it!"

Although he said this, Shan Bing immediately drew out his dagger.

In this posture, it is impossible to use a large shield. On the one hand, he cannot hold it firmly, and on the other hand, the weight will also slow down Jiang Wenyuan's movement speed. In a sense, this is actually a kind of heavy shield. After losing his shield, he began to use unfamiliar fighting methods.

Just like adding less salt or less soy sauce when cooking, the dishes will definitely not taste good.

So, how can we make this dish edible when it lacks the same taste?

"I……"

Shan Bing was suddenly in a trance.

He seemed to suddenly understand something.

"It turns out that this is reconstruction, it turns out that it is like this...it turns out that what I have been learning is actually something like this."

Saying this, Shan Bing swung his sword at the monster that had already rushed forward.

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