This is My Juggernaut Journey

The momentum of the king's army's charge has been reduced, which is the instinctive reaction of human beings when they face the unknown.

"King, what is that?" Ptolemy, a blond spearman, came to the King of Conquerors.

"I don't know." Iskandar's eyes were a little bit surprised and a little bit bad, and he roared towards the front as if fighting, "This is all the soldiers who followed me to create great achievements. Follow me to the end of the world!"

The roar and the shout of killing came at the same time, and the army attacked more fiercely, and even forgot their formation. Even the barrier at the end of the world had to use bravery to poke a big hole!

Yuxian finally raised his head, looked directly at the ferocious faces in front of him, and twisted his wrist like twisting a key while holding the sword handle——

"This is also the person who witnessed my great achievements, but the soul of my dead!"

"Open the door! Let the dogs go!!"

quack quack...

The pitch-black door opened, and there was no light inside the dark door, like the bottom of the darkest abyss. However, in an instant, a two-meter-high undead warrior covered in black armor rushed out of it, and then, the elite shogunate in red armor also rushed out. Come out, short ninjas, floating ghosts, swordsmen in kimonos, green-skinned ghosts with hands all over...

Countless beings between life and death surged out. They seemed to be prisoners who had been imprisoned for a long time. Once they saw the sun, they immediately became excited and were hesitating.Yuxian pulled out his knife, pointing the tip at the army formation ahead, and shouted in a low voice:

"Kill me."

Everyone who came out of the door focused their eyes on the army formation. They were still restrained, and they were still afraid of the man's long knife, so——

Where the sword is pointing, where the minions are going!

Roar! !

Starting with a long roar of the headless ape, the turbulent tide of death rushed forward, and the gate seemed to continuously spew out all kinds of monsters, which were killed by Yuzuru, and the monsters gathered in his body! !

Kill each other and be free!

The river of death was instantly covered with yellow sand, and before the other party could react, it slammed into it!They themselves were pierced by spears, but they had no concept of pain and death, they just stabbed sharp claws and long knives into each other's bodies.

For a while, there were roars everywhere, and the sound of swords colliding everywhere. After all, the speed of the dead river gushing out from the gate was limited. In the early stage, the king's army still had the advantage of coordination and numbers.

"Kill!" Iskandar galloped through the crowd on a horse. The proxy repeatedly brought surprises, and even he was a little numb.

There is such a hole card!It is equivalent to carrying the 'Army of the King' with him, no, he should call it the 'Army of Death'!All kinds of messy guys swarmed up, and there was a huge gap in strength between them.

He saw ancient black warriors, ninjas, and monsters, but there were still civilians with extremely poor strength inside. He even killed a few yellow hairs holding daggers with a horse just now. What's the difference, who knows how they got in there.

"How many weird things does this guy have!" After cutting down the monster covered in hands, Iskandar raised his head and shouted to the surroundings: "Fight against each other, these monsters are not very strong, kill them all!" them!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" The army formed a circular formation. They were startled by the door just now, but after the real fight, they found that the gap in strength was not too big. Some monsters were strong, but some were very good. Swarming forward, the spears and javelins in their hands are not vegetarian.

Both sides are dying, but fortunately neither side is a living thing, even if they die, they will just disappear as particles.

As time passed by, the King of Conquerors became a little anxious, because the first two battles had already been broken, and in almost the same exchange, whoever had the most people would win.

"Ptolemy! Take the reserve team up!" Iskandar ordered decisively, but still kept the three masters by his side, because he knew what Yuzuru wanted to do.

"Yes, my king!" The governor didn't talk nonsense, and directly led two thousand troops into the battle. Sure enough, the shield wall pressed down and pushed back the monsters that rushed in.

Iskandar heaved a sigh of relief, but calculating how long the inherent barrier could last, he always felt that it was not an option to procrastinate any longer, just before he ordered the reverse push......

"What!?" The king's eyes widened, because the green-skinned monster he hacked to death just now came out of the door again, and after a closer look, those gangsters with daggers were also inside, shouting to Forward.

He looked at the gate that kept gushing out the black tide of death, and instantly knew what was really troublesome...

This river of death is endless! !

PS: update, ask for blades, ask for tickets!

By the way, the theatrical version of the pig-headed boy and the bunny girl senior is so beautiful, I was so moved that I cried.

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The vast battlefield has become a mess, and the "undead" who are strong or weak are fighting hand-to-hand with the most elite fighters of Macedonia. Death and chaos are everywhere.

The 'dead spirits' gushing out from the door vary greatly. Some of them can be used against a hundred, just like the lion and ape's epee sweeping across, Ptolemy must personally kill them with his touch; some can only join in the fun For example, the unlucky ghosts who kidnapped Fujimura Taihe at that time were on this kind of battlefield, the leader with the pistol was fine, and basically none of the others were killed, and they were "resurrected" three times.

"No solution." Yuzuru shook his head lightly for Rider, the pitch-black gate is enough to be immune to all attacks, and the 'undead' gushing out of it are not only numerous but also can be used repeatedly, the king's army dare not fight to consume them.

"It's not that there is no solution. It's okay if we can eliminate these miscellaneous soldiers in an instant, because their resurrection will always consume a little energy." Yi Xin obviously knew more, and stroked the sparse beard under his chin.

Of course, Yuxian understands that energy and soul are conserved, and the essence of the world is equivalent exchange. There is no such thing as creation out of thin air. The more powerful the life form is, the more difficult it is to control and the greater the consumption, just like the people at the bottom of the Sword Prison , less consumption is roughly ignored.

But the price of this is that after the real masters come out, they can't stop them at all.

The blond spearman was mowing Wushuang. Whether it was the reformers or the Shinsengumi, they were all poked into a hole. The lion ape and the last quarter moon ghost couldn't do anything about him. After all, they couldn't cooperate.

"Send out a more powerful existence, this will only waste time." Yuxian retracted his gaze.

"Aren't you going to procrastinate? If the stronger prisoner dies, the consumption will be much higher." Yixin asked with a smile, the inherent enchantment has a time limit, and these miscellaneous soldiers can not only offset the opponent's miscellaneous soldiers, but also After enough time, the King of Conquerors will face the dilemma of mixed doubles.

"Rider is also a illustrious hero. He shouldn't be beaten to death so aggrieved. Killing him at his strongest state will only show his satisfaction."

"OK then."

The Kuroshio is still the same, but a few different figures have been added to it.

Headed by the six-eyed Hei Si Mou, all the ghosts who were wounded walked out, next to the fiery ghosts of resentment, and the white-haired female warrior with two horns walked last.

Their existence instantly caught the eyes of the master on the opposite side, and only then did they realize that not only miscellaneous soldiers would pour out from the door, but such a powerful aura, reincarnated two or three times, was exhausting and exhausted the emperor and others to death.

And these existences didn't rush up as fast as before. Sure enough, Yuxian's sword was not as strong and restrained as before. They just focused their eyes on the swordsman, shining and complicated.

Everyone was hacked to death by this man. It is impossible for the sufferer to say that there is no hatred when they meet today, but what can they do, they are just prisoners, and they are beaten daily by the old man next to them.