On the Seven Towers

Amiho held the spear in his hand and stabbed at Ballock, but many beast warriors behind him abandoned their weapons and rushed to the place with the most people.

Ballock blocked Amiho's stab with a broad sword and shouted at him: "Amiho, are you crazy? Or are you confused by the enemy's magic? What happened inside!"

However, Amiho did not answer him. The spear in his hand kept stabbing at Ballock's vitals like lightning. His strength was originally superior to Ballock, making it difficult for Ballock, who was still hesitant in his heart, to deal with it. He stepped back several steps.

At this time, the beast warriors had already rushed into the crowd. The warriors under Ballock stabbed at several of them with swords, but these people ignored the pain and continued to charge forward without hesitation even after their arms were cut off.

Ballock saw that these people were not afraid of death, and he became more and more panicked. There was definitely something wrong. While parrying Amiho's attack, he shouted, "Don't show mercy, kill them."

His men chopped off the head of a warrior who rushed over, and the man fell to the ground. Several other people were also chopped down by the sword.

But more people avoided their team and rushed to the surrounding teams of Cynthia, Marcus and Franco who were waiting for battle.

"Are these people crazy? Are they just here to die?" Ballock resisted Amiho's attack. In his peripheral vision, he saw that several people who rushed into Cynthia's team in the back were also surrounded and were about to be beheaded.

However, he suddenly felt a huge magic wave erupting from the beast warrior who fell beside him.

That was... the explosive weapon used by the Chinese!

Ballock had never seen the Chinese throwing crystal grenades, but the explosion in their team now reminded him of the scene when the shells landed just now. Every beast warrior who rushed over turned into a big fireball and swallowed the people around him.

Even Ballock himself was swept by the shock wave of the explosion, and he stumbled forward. At this time, Amiho on the opposite side just stabbed his spear. With this pounce, Ballock's chest was hit by the tip of the spear.

The sharp spear penetrated his enchanted armor and pierced his heart directly. Ballock let out a low cry and held the handle of the spear weakly with his left hand. Amiho's lifeless eyes swept over his wound, and with a violent twitch of his hand, he pulled out the gun and rushed to the next enemy without stopping.

Ballock knelt on the ground, and the chaos on the battlefield around him slowly left him. He held his chest with his hand and felt the burning blood flowing through his fingers.

His consciousness became more and more blurred until a cold force enveloped him. He felt very strange. He originally thought that this should be the feeling of death, and life would sink into the cold and endless darkness, but gradually his consciousness slowly became clear again, but something important in it was dissipating bit by bit.

His consciousness began to drift, drifting towards a majestic and eternal place. He slowly found that in his emotions, except for awe and obedience, all other emotions and thoughts slowly faded away until they disappeared. Whether it was loyalty to the family, hatred for the enemy, or fear of death, they had all quietly disappeared.

His consciousness came to an unknown space, but a voice in the dark told him that this would be his eternal residence until he completely disappeared. He would forget all his past identities, give up all human emotions, and become stronger and stronger here, just to obey the call of the master.

Yes, the master, the one who must be obeyed unconditionally and fight for him.

In his mind at this time, everything else was unimportant, leaving only the will to fight for the master.

What made him feel a little honored was that the master summoned him immediately and gave him the order to fight. However, this bit of honor did not last long, and only the instinct to fight remained in his mind.

He returned to his body again. Even though his broken heart did not beat again, there was a cold power that allowed him to control his familiar body. That power replaced blood, nerves, and fighting spirit, and became his new source of power.

He slowly stood up from the ground, and used the power from the netherworld to lock the blood vessels in his chest, so that the blood that was still flowing out would not interfere with his actions. Then he picked up the broadsword on the ground and rushed towards his former subordinates in front.

The life with blood flowing in the body became his target of attack. And the bodies around him that had died one after another, but stood up again like him, were his new comrades.

When Amiho, who had just killed him, met his eyes again, a simple thought came: Kill the Imperials!

Barlock raised his broadsword and opened his mouth, as if he was going to shout something. But in the end he said nothing, and followed Amiho, wanting to rush towards the Imperials who were in chaos due to the explosion.

"This is the scariest part of the Spirit Tower." Before Glade even walked out of the gate, his ghost warriors had already turned the outside world upside down.

He came to the side of the gate near the inside, looked at the ground that was turned upside down by the artillery fire and full of craters, and said: "The Imperials are really miserable after being ravaged by the artillery fire. But now it's time for us to show our skills."

He held the "Spirit Gathering List" in one hand and flicked the book with the other hand. As the pages turned rapidly, countless balls of light flew out of the holy book, flew into the battlefield, and sank into the bodies of the imperials who fell to the ground and died. Then those people stood up one by one and began to ruthlessly kill their companions.

Whether it was Ballock's exploration team or Marcus's team, all of them were killing each other.

The enemy team that Ballock led to explore had basically collapsed, and most of the intact corpses became new ghost warriors. Glade commanded more and more ghost warriors, and they could even form the formation they had before they died, rushing towards the chaotic troops in the distance.

"The enemy has no chance to block this cave entrance, let's attack!" Gama said beside him.

Glade said: "You lead those Tianzhu Golems to establish a position here, but don't be reckless. The other side has several masters. As long as you hold here, the people behind us will be here soon."