The Black Book

Shua~

The snow-white steel knife flashed with a sharp cold light, and with surging power, it chopped down a man with dark skin wrapped in a headscarf.

Puff~

A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the man turned into a residual shadow and flew out, knocking down more than a dozen trees along the way, plowing a deep gully, and finally crashing into the root of a towering tree before stopping.

Looking at the black-clothed boy who was slowly approaching, a trace of panic flashed in the man's eyes.

He is an elite transcendent, he came to this fantasy realm to make money, not to be cannon fodder!

"Wait..."

Shua~

Without giving him a chance to talk nonsense, the snow-white steel knife flashed and cut him and the towering tree behind him into two pieces.

"Tsk tsk, the enemy not only refused to surrender, but also dared to fight back against me!"

"Really don't know how to live or die!"

Grinning with a bad taste, Zhu Haomiao lightly swung the knife and took a deep breath with some intoxication.

The sin that others cannot see mixed with the source essence and sank into the body, settling into the depths of the soul.

[Jealousy] +21

[Greed Coins] +9

Smacking his lips, feeling the progress bar of the original sin move forward a little bit, Zhu Haomiao sighed with unsatisfied feeling.

In the later stage, the "nutrition" of a single descender can only be said to be better than nothing, it is better to use the original sin secret ceremony to harvest on a large scale...

Thinking of this, Zhu Haomiao looked up at the sky, and the blood-colored particles that others could not see were reflected in his retina, densely covering the entire sky.

In the dark, he realized that he was conducting a larger-scale original sin secret ceremony - war!

The only problem is that compared with the specific secret ceremony, it is unknown when this abstract ritual can be "settled".

However, once completed, the harvest will definitely be considerable!

Licking his lips, just as Zhu Haomiao was looking forward to the future, a mysterious golden light bloomed from the depths of his soul and flesh.

[Penetration Power]: LV.4→LV.6 (Perfect·Thunder)

[Qi] +21

[Jing] +12

[Shen] +9

Endless energy surged from the body, and huge virtual memories were continuously injected into the mind, shocking Zhu Haomiao's eyes and taking several minutes to digest all the information.

Carefully sensing and savoring, before he could try the new power, the smart terminal on his wrist vibrated wildly.

"What's wrong?"

"Commander, the enemy is gathering on a large scale."

Zhu Haomiao's eyes lit up and he raised his eyebrows excitedly.

"I'll be back soon!"

A few minutes later, back at the front-line command center, the black-clothed boy lifted the curtain and stepped into the sci-fi tent.

The space inside the tent was obviously larger than it looked from the outside, with countless screens neatly arranged and constantly scrolling various information.

In the center, a huge satellite map was flashing a dangerous red light.

Walking to Bai Linglong and standing side by side, Zhu Haomiao looked up at the map.

"Where are the enemies gathering?"

"Here."

Bai Linglong's mind moved, and relevant information instantly appeared on the screen.

"Only the elite centaurs are gathering?"

"Well, the third brother's people have no reaction and are still burning, killing and looting everywhere."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao rubbed his chin and frowned slightly.

"What's going on? Third brother looks down on me so much?"

Even the natives know that they need to concentrate their forces to prevent being defeated one by one, so why is the third brother still "fighting in the wild"?

"Maybe it's because they have too many people and must spread out to play their advantages."

Speaking, Bai Linglong pointed to a string of data on the screen.

"Although we have eliminated nearly 100,000 of them during this period, more and more troops have entered Yongzhou later."

"The total force has not only not decreased, but increased."

"In addition, we have pushed back part of the front line and compressed their space, so the staff analyzed that they want to cooperate with the main force of the Centaurs and contain us by attacking from all sides..."

Listening to Bai Linglong's words, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment and focused his eyes on the huge red dot in the center of the screen.

"It doesn't matter, as long as their main force is destroyed, the rest will be a mess."

"Then we have to start gathering."

"No, each team will continue to sweep and drive all enemies to the preset battlefield."

"Ah?"

Looking at Zhu Haomiao in surprise, Bai Linglong pursed her lips with a strange look on her face.

"If we don't gather the army, who will deal with the main force of the Centaurs?"

"Me."

"You alone?"

"Of course, didn't I say that you just need to drive them together, and leave the rest to me!"

Looking at the relaxed look of the black-clothed boy, Bai Linglong hesitated to speak.

I thought that handing it over to you meant that you would be the spearhead and lead the army to charge...

So you are going to go alone?

Ignoring Bai Linglong's emotions, Zhu Haomiao stared at the countless small red dots on the map that converged towards the center, rubbing his chin with interest.

"How long will it take them to complete the assembly?"

"It will probably take one or two days."

"What is the scale?"

"It is expected to be more than 100,000, all elite Centaurs."

"Very good!"

Looking at the black-clothed boy who was rubbing his hands and eager to try, Bai Linglong fell into a deep silence, feeling that his three views were faintly shaken.

Ten thousand enemies is just an adjective, not asking you to really charge into the battle alone!

Besides, there are many enemy experts, including a child of destiny!

What if we are surrounded and killed...

Subconsciously, she wanted to dissuade him, but when she saw Zhu Haomiao staring at the screen with excitement, his deep and dark eyes glowing with excitement, Bai Linglong swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Although she didn't understand, he must have his reasons for doing so...

………………

Toooooooooooo~

The low sound of the horn penetrated the four fields, and the tents that stretched for more than ten miles gradually became lively. Countless tall and burly centaurs woke up from their slumber and began to get ready.

"We are going to attack today, right?"

"It should be. The last group of people returned to the team yesterday, so there must be a big move."

"I hope I can cut off a few more two-legged sheep's heads this time, so I can go home and marry Tatar."

Seeing the young junior's admiring expression, the mature centaur was silent for a moment and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be careless, survive first."

Hearing these disappointing words, the young centaur looked at his predecessor strangely.

Once, he was a famous warrior in his own tribe, why did he suddenly become so timid?

As if sensing the emotions of his juniors, the mature centaur looked far away, and a tragic scene flashed through his mind.

In the muddy and pouring rain, the desperate [Dazhen] infantry resisted the charge with their flesh and blood, roaring and slashing their companions into pieces.

They seemed to know no pain, no fear, and those pairs of blood-red eyes still lingered in his mind and could not be shaken off.

"The soldiers of [Dazhen] are not two-legged sheep, they are man-eating wolves!"