infinite death song

For the 'King', they both admire and fear, so that the blood in their bodies is also cold.

Open the spirit bow in your hand, or pick up the blade and spear gathered by the spirit seeds, and rush forward.

In addition to Gremi, there are four members of the Star Cross Knights here, one of them is left behind, and the other three use flying feet to quickly cross the battlefield and attack the rest of the White Night Palace.

They intend to create a large area of ​​chaos, and use the shortest time to lure out all the powerful people in the True White Night Palace, so that they can be wiped out in one go.

After all, half an hour has been wasted before. According to their original plan, the dispute must be ended within three hours at the latest. Otherwise, when they go back, they will not be able to catch up with the good show of attacking the soul world. It is undoubtedly a very unlucky thing for them who are fighting for the 'King' not to serve by their side.

Gremi sat alone on top of the boulder fortress, squinting his eyes and looking at the battlefield below with a smile. The only word that could be seen in his smiling expression was cruelty.

No matter which side the soldiers' lives are insignificant to him, the sound of fighting and fighting, and the blood splattering all over the sky, let him evaluate the battle between the low-level personnel from the perspective of the superior.

"No, after so many years of training, is the result still at this level?"

In the initial charge, the soldiers of the invisible empire were actually dispersed.

Although relying on the powerful killing ability, they gradually regained their disadvantages and began to counter the enemy, but the tenacity and cohesion of the face-to-face soldiers of the True White Night Palace exceeded everyone's expectations.

They are more well-trained than the soldiers of the invisible empire, and they are not afraid of the rush of death, they know how to cooperate with each other, and even have a strong sense of trust in handing over their backs to their companions.

Precisely because they are low-level personnel, they know how to hold together for warmth better than the mavericks.

This scene broke Gremi's understanding of the virtual circle.

The so-called imaginary...is this what it really looks like?

Shouldn't they kill each other, lose each other's trust from devouring, and just need to kill each other to be promoted to the top... Why is there such an abnormal state?

Gremi thought the battle below was insignificant, but he knew that if the actual combat power of the two sides was at the same level, he believed that the soldiers of the Invisible Empire would be ruthlessly defeated the first time they met.

Compared with the invisible imperial soldiers who fought on their own, the soldiers of the True White Night Palace are more like real soldiers, a formed army.

If the obstacle you encounter next is like this, it will undoubtedly be a tricky thing.

Grami thinks the caution above is correct.

The strength of the virtual circle is not weak, they pay more attention to the usual training and accumulation, otherwise it would be impossible to create such a well-trained sergeant.

If he hadn't come over this time, I'm afraid the situation would not be so clear.

"Don't you guys usually have enough to eat? It's just some miscellaneous fish, but you haven't broken it for a long time?"

The Quincy Master of the Star Cross Knights who stayed with Gremi, violently shot out the spirit son lightsaber and executed several soldiers trained by the invisible empire himself. He couldn't help scolding the soldiers under his opponent.

Then a person charged to the front, it was a roar that was almost a sense of real power, that is, a roar.

The terrifying sonic-like attack brought strong pressure, and a large number of True White Night Palace soldiers were broken into formation in an instant, flying around in embarrassment.

Even those who had the strength to fight back, the false flashes that were launched were also shocked by the roar, and bent back to hit the false flashes that fired the false flashes, causing them to die under their own attack.

After the roar of his rude voice, the whole person also changed amazingly - the whole person turned into a hairy gorilla, with a hideous and terrifying face, and the power of roaring was even more unstoppable.

Jenome Kitzbutt -

In the Invisible Empire, the holy text he was endowed with is R (Roar), that is, the power of 'roaring'.

Roaring with a loud voice is enough to blow away everything around, and even the bones in weak people will be broken by his voice.

He, a full-fledged member of the Star Cross Knights, immediately turned the tide of the battle and won the first battle.

When he was about to lead his soldiers to continue to rush forward to other areas, the white floor not far ahead suddenly made a crackling sound, and a giant white tree towering into the dark sky grew, with scattered branches After bearing fruit, on the trunk of the giant white tree, white bone matter began to dissolve, and slowly condensed into a broken figure at a not so fast speed.

Pulling out the Zanpakuto majesticly at the side of his waist, he set foot on the field full of enemies without fear, intercepting all the Quincy Masters who were about to attack the True White Night Palace.

The white mask in the shape of a bull's head, and the two dark eye holes reveal only the deep and boundless darkness.

The aura on his body is calm, compared with the Quincy Master Jenome, he can only be said to be an extremely ordinary broken face.

"It's really amazing to defeat the vanguard. That's the official army I trained..."

"Do you want to block our footsteps by relying on those miscellaneous fish?"

Jenome, who transformed into a giant orangutan, laughed loudly.

But Gremi, who had been standing on the giant stone fortress, ignored the conversation between the two, and his eyes did not stay on the battlefield.

For him, there are more excellent prey worthy of his own shot.

"Of course I didn't intend to do that, I was just saying... my soldiers are more than that."

This broken face is different from standing in place, the white giant tree towering into the sky behind emits light blue light of life——

Countless fruits grow from the forked paper strips of the giant white tree, blooming and bearing fruit.

A pale skeleton soldier with a sharp blade lined up neatly.

One hundred... one thousand... ten thousand...

This number is still increasing.

"Kill him!"

Seeing this scene, Jenome realized that the enemy's ability was very tricky, so he drove the soldiers under him to attack forward, and he himself was also at the forefront.

Pomian raised the Zanpakuto in his hand and swung it forward.

The tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers behind them are simply combat power counting units. They are life forms, but they are not normal life forms.

They are just soldiers created to participate in the war, without emotion, without consciousness, and just attack the enemy according to the arrangement of the shaman.

And it can also be seen that the commanding ability of this broken face is exceptionally good. The single combat power of the skeleton soldier is only one-tenth of the strength of the soldiers of the invisible empire... but the number is twenty times that of the soldiers of the invisible empire.

Skeleton soldiers also have a huge advantage, that is, they are not afraid of death, and there is no such thing as death.

The scale of the battlefield gradually expanded, and it was only in the fringe area of ​​the True White Night Palace that a large-scale killing site with more than [-] people appeared.

Whether it's a pure Quincy, or a face-to-face soldier who has accepted the power of a Quincy, their individual abilities are very powerful. Unfortunately, they miscalculated the strength of the True White Night Palace.

As a high-level combat force, there is no shortage of Valstord's broken faces, and in the cultivation of middle and low-level soldiers, it has reached a terrifying value.

It is easy to create an army of more than [-] troops. Such characters are very suitable for commanding operations on the frontal battlefield, and they have the same leadership ability as a general.

And the skeleton soldier is his only reliance, and also the most powerful reliance.

As a general, he will not easily commit danger, so he is surrounded by skeleton soldiers in strict formation. Even if it takes more than a dozen skeleton soldiers to die with the enemy, but the next move of this broken face, Including Jenome, the Invisible Empire personnel except Gremi felt the most terrifying punishment from heaven.

On the forked branches of the giant white tree, countless white fruits condensed again, blooming and bearing fruit at a terrifying speed. The ripe fruits that fell on the ground turned into skeleton soldiers and poured into the battlefield one after another.

Kaka.

The ground broke again, branches thicker than adults seeped out from the ground, and towering giant trees grew to surround the entire battlefield.

"The energy of the ground veins in the entire True White Night Palace is the nourishment of my Zanpakuto, and this is just an inconspicuous piece of land... I am not the strongest Pomian, but as long as I stand in the True White Night Palace, I am the most For the difficult face."

Surrounded by the soldiers of the invisible empire, there is a white ocean that can't be seen clearly at the end-there are skeleton soldiers who cannot be counted with accurate numbers.

Continuously falling from the white giant tree.

Even if Jenome could kill hundreds of skeleton soldiers at one time with his 'roar', what about 20, 100... [-] million skeleton soldiers?

What's more, the skeleton soldiers rely on all the ley line energy of the True White Night Palace, and the number of skeleton soldiers produced now is just a drop in the bucket.

Jenome and the others haven't realized the real horror of this faceless.

The area they are in is just an insignificant fringe area of ​​the True White Night Palace.

"Ludben Kirut... the gatekeeper of the Zeroth Tower of the True White Night Palace, and also the general officer of the True White Night Palace's security forces..."

It could only be regarded as muttering to himself, but it reached Jenome's ears very clearly.

Responding to Luther Ben was Jenome's loud roar like madness.

Due to the unequal intelligence, it was not expected that the True White Night Palace would have such a special aspect that could produce soldiers indefinitely.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter even if you don't report your name, you will soon forget what your name is. Become a part of the True White Night Palace now, Quincy... and the traitors of the virtual circle!"

Ludben's voice suddenly became cold.

On the face covered by the white bones of the bull's head, in the two dark and indifferent eye sockets, there was a bloody light like the fire of hell.

The Zanpakuto was stabbed into the ground forcefully, and the vigorous spiritual pressure was poured into the blade, causing the ground in this area to tremble violently.

Every vibration made Jenome, a proud member of the Star Cross Knights, feel upset.

Can't get close.

There are too many skeleton soldiers coming up to besiege.

He only saw the invisible empire soldiers beside him fall down one by one, while the skeleton soldiers did not decrease and continued to increase.

If you want to talk about the most desperate things in your life, there are only two, one is facing the angry Quincy King, and the second is this moment.

No matter what, there is no way to touch the despair of a single finger of the enemy.

"Grow strong, Skeleton Tree!"

The slender but hard white branches extending from the bottom layer quickly entangled towards Jenome, and towards those invisible imperial soldiers who fell on the ground, with a winding movement like a long snake.

The soldiers of the invisible empire were dragged into the ground by the branches, making a strange sound of grinding meat, which stimulated Jenome's unbearable heart.

And the branches spreading over his body, if they are cut off, new ones will come up.

He found that the spirit particles around and in his body were gradually out of his control.

His white branches emit a faint green light that is deeper than light blue, which means that an ominous sign has occurred, and his body quickly shriveled up.

In the end, there was only a layer of aged and ugly skin wrapped around the white bone bracket, which collapsed with a clatter.

"Next is you..."

It took less than 5 minutes to kill the intruders except Gremi. After Luther executed Jenome, he did not stop. Instead, he swung Zanpakutō and let countless skeleton soldiers fly up The sky, attacking the boulder fortress from the sky, the extended tree shadows covered the sky and the earth, leaving Gremi nowhere to escape.

Gremi just put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, squinted his eyes and smiled indifferently. At the moment when Jenome failed to die, he was too lazy to help him rescue.

Such a waste is not worthy of his help. Even if he uses up the Eucharist, he can only hold on to Luther for a while. His mentality has been collapsed by the endless skeleton soldiers, so his future is doomed. die.

"Create such a huge forest, it will be bad if it catches fire..."

Grammy said so, and it came true.

The white trees on the ground and in the sky, whether they were trunks or branches, burst into flames without warning in an instant, and countless skeleton soldiers struggled to death in the sea of ​​flames.

That is not ordinary fire, the flame imagined by him is itself a substance simulated by gathering spirit particles.

With the help of the high-density spiritual particles in the True White Night Palace, the raging flames burned rapidly, and burned the cage that Ludben worked so hard to create.

In Ludben's black hole-like eyes, two groups of red will-o'-the-wisps flickered in turmoil, as if he was also frightened by the unreasonable scene in front of him.

Ability like 'speech spirit'?Luther stood up and backed away.

"With such flexible movements, your own fighting ability is not weak. What would happen if all the bones in your body turned into biscuits? Isn't it interesting?"

Hearing what Gremi said, Luther realized something was wrong, and took a step back. The opponent's ability was indeed related to the 'spirit of speech' to some extent.

He heard the sound of his bones cracking like biscuits, and he lay prostrate on the ground, as if he couldn't believe that he would be defeated so easily.

Then, he grinned: "There are too many people in this world who criticize dreamers for achieving nothing, but I am different. I can do everything by relying on imagination. Surprised by the scene. Although I don’t think you guys can understand it, but I can turn the illusion into reality... This result will not change. What you meet is me who cannot be defeated.”

Isn't it stupid to simply sell out one's abilities?It's just that there's no need to hide it. The power of this ability is useless even if it's concealed. Sooner or later, it will be interpreted by others.

What's more, this kind of ability does not rely on interpretation to find a way to overcome it.

"Fantasy and realism?" Ludben seemed to understand Gremi's words.

"Exactly. So I kill you without even wanting a finger. This is not a disdainful word, but what I can only rely on imagination. In fact, I am extremely bored with many things in the world, Because it’s so easy to do anything.”

He didn't sigh in a pretentious manner, but really sighed that he hadn't done anything himself.

His imagination pushed his horror to a peak, and it was precisely because of this mentality that he lost the mood swings that a normal person should have.

Obtaining things or emotions too easily will not make him cherish them.

"Goodbye, Pomian..."

Gremi didn't intend to remember Ludben's name, because this battle was too boring, and he fought with a playful mentality from the beginning to the end.

——A black shadow descended from the sky, smashing a hole in the white stone slab beside Grammy. The opponent coughed up blood, and stretched out his hand to Grammy for help.

Gremi knew this person. He was a member of the Knights of the Star Cross who had left here to attract firepower from other areas. He just didn't expect that he had a bad start, and he ushered in a strange road in his life in just a few minutes.

"Even with a body of 'steel', your life is still so fragile. His Majesty will be very angry to see you like this. I don't remember when you were so weak."

Gremi's smile was lifeless, and there was no meaning of reproach. He simply stated the facts he himself agreed with, but this kind of judgment was undoubtedly extremely indifferent, even cruel and ruthless.

"Jenom failed, and you also failed, Cangdu..."

Gremi's narrowed eyes opened slightly, and Quincy Cang, who fell on the ground, began to tremble in fear.