infinite death song

"Uh... that's true."

Yuantangyuan did not expect that Luther would suddenly say such words in such a humorous manner, and did not refute his remarks.

Reminiscent of his disciple Sayaya Hua, as an assassin, what he mastered was the six-style heavy-armored subduing demon bow, a large-scale suppression weapon.

When necessary, it is true that witnesses will be wiped out by accident.

As far as assassination is concerned, the power of Six Forms is too ostentatious.

Sayayahua felt her body became more relaxed, and Luther mobilized the spiritual pressure and pressed it towards Yuantangyuan. On the contrary, the spiritual pressure acting on her body became weaker.

She immediately picked up the six-style bow that fell on the ground, and the matching metal curse arrow, pulled it on the bowstring, found a space to speak, aimed at Ludben's vest and fired it.

Lu Deben pushed Yuantang Yuan back with a knife, measured his body, and swung the knife upwards, cutting off the light arrow from the middle, causing the magic circle hidden in it to be shattered.

The moment he cut off the arrow of light, more than a dozen figures descended around him, both men and women, all of whom were young, in their teens to twenties, each equipped with a powerful shikigami. Led by Yuantangyuan, Lutherben was surrounded in a circle.

Most of the types of shikigami are different, such as bows, long swords, long spears, samurai swords, and some strange weapons that Luther has never seen before.

But Luther knew very well the functions of these shikigami.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to fight alone, your power is too dangerous."

Yuantangyuan looked serious, and there were dozens of light spheres floating around, each of which contained powerful spiritual power, turned into light blades and gathered around Yuantangyuan, ready to be released at any time to attack Lutherben.

"... After all, this is also a kind of tactics. There is nothing despicable or despicable."

"It's really great for your Excellency to be so understanding. Now that you are surrounded by us, I would be really grateful if you just retreat."

There is only Lu Deben fighting alone here, which is what Yuantangyuan sees.

But in Ludben's view, this is just a situation that can be reversed at will.

"You say it's a siege? That's not right."

Luther turned the Zanpakuto in his hand, changing from holding the sword in the front to holding the sword in the back.

Under the surprised eyes of Yuantangyuan and others, Ludben let go of his hand and let the Zanpakudao fall freely.

"I should have explained it at the beginning. I am the commander-in-chief of the True White Night Palace. It's so strange. Didn't any of you notice this problem?"

"what?"

"The meaning of the existence of the head of the army. Where the blade of the head of the army points, the soldiers will follow."

I thought Luther was talking crazy, but his calm and determined tone didn't look like a bluff.

The Zanpakuto that fell was too sharp, it sank into the ground more than a dozen centimeters deep, stopped sinking, and was fixed impartially.

The blade penetrates the soil and takes root, is this the picture?

It makes people feel that it is not without a knife, but a tree full of life force.

"By the way, my Homing Blade is not a direct attack type, and the increase in spiritual pressure on myself is extremely limited. But if I didn't have this ability, I wouldn't be on the last train of the first echelon. Its ability is very monotonous— "

After a long silence, Ludben shouted——

"Grow strong, Skeleton Tree!"

Zanpakuto returns to the blade and is liberated.

A white and crystal-clear spiritual storm washed over the mountain, and then, like a transparent torrent, it began to rush from the mountain until the entire mountain was covered in layers of fine white spiritual storms.

It is not accurate to say that it is a storm, what the white spirit is blowing is just a breeze.

Shaking the clothes and hair of the enemy.

Yuantangyuan and other Lion King officials could not feel the slightest cold and trembling.

This white breeze visible to the naked eye really lacks a sense of real power.

And then—white shoots burst from the ground behind Luther himself.

The white bud crazily absorbs the power of the spirit in Luther itself, and at the same time, there is a huge energy source in the mountain of the High God's Shrine, including this fertile and rich soil, which is also the source of life for the "bud" to thrive .

A blink of an eye.

Yuantangyuan and the rest of the Lion King organization Wu Qiyuan and Sword Shaman only have various questions in their minds——

What happened?

what are we doing?

Where is this place?

The scene in front of them overturned everything they could know, so the consciousness in the brain was disconnected, and no one could understand what Ludben had done in time.

I also don't understand what fate they will encounter next.

Pale trees that seemed to be made of quartz towered high into the sky, breaking through the dark thunderclouds that had built up in the sky.

The thunder swept away the giant tree, and the damaged part grew stronger at a faster speed.

Countless white crystal branches hang down like willows.

The only difference is.

These white branches are almost transparent, and each of the branches emitting white light is very long, the shortest one is hundreds of meters long.

Hang down one by one.

Looking at it this way, the entire mountain is covered by white branches.

As the core, a giant tree with a height of thousands of meters takes root on the top of the mountain and continuously squeezes into the hinterland of the mountain, as if the mountain is also regarded as a part of the root of the tree.

The nearby hot spring bath was destroyed and turned into a field of roots.

Yuantangyuan and the others fled in panic, but were affected by the moment the tree grew. Although there was no real damage, it made them look extremely embarrassed.

At the foot of the mountain, Qi Yuan, the Lion King Mech Dancer and Sword Shaman who fought with the soldiers of the True White Night Palace Legion, also stared blankly at the headquarters of the High God's Shrine, which they regarded as a holy place, and was swallowed by an unprecedented giant tree of life.

Forgot to fight for a moment.

Such a magical scene that subverts reality, who could have predicted it.

I wonder if there is something wrong with my eyesight, or if this is just a huge mirage created by the enemy.

Is a huge range illusion that deceives vision.

Anyway, it is impossible to have such a huge tree in the world that can cover the entire mountain.

Yuantangyuan saw that the branches were full of abundant white fruits.

It emits a turquoise light that symbolizes life.

The white fruit began to dissolve, and the viscous fruit turned into a liquid and slid down. Instead of falling directly, it was connected to the branches. When it fell to a certain level, it stopped falling.

Start shaping the body.

A skeleton soldier with a long blade on his waist was born.

This is the power of the great Creator.

tah... tah... tah...

The soldiers formed on the trees fell to the ground one by one, causing slight footsteps.

Such voices can be heard endlessly, because soldiers are always produced all the time.

The total number of items is not counted.

In other words, counting how many skeleton soldiers there are has lost its meaning.

The roar of battle came from below.

The sky was still ringing with the roar of thunderclouds.

But only here there is no sound.

Quiet as a dead grave.

All the hustle and bustle disappeared.

Yuantangyuan and others were imprisoned in the white tree world.

It feels like I have come to the world of the dead, completely separated from the world of the living.

Even a needle here can be heard as quiet as it hits the ground.

"Twenty-four thousand... a total of twenty-four thousand soldiers."

On the white branch, Luther stood there without imposing manner, because wearing white would make people mistakenly think that he was just a part of the giant white tree.

Next, he told Yuantangyuan and the others a number of soldiers who were almost desperate.

Twenty-four thousand soldiers.

Even for Wu Qiyuan or Sword Shaman who holds a magic tool in his hand, it is the limit for one person to deal with hundreds of people.

Of course, it's a different matter if there are large-scale suppression weapons, and it's not a problem to wipe out hundreds of people at once.

Otherwise, even a top demon attack officer like Yuantangyuan would be dragged down by tens of thousands of soldiers and collapse from exhaustion.

Yuantangyuan understood the meaning of Luther's words just now.

One man, one army.

This is the so-called ability of the head of the legion.

"Damn it, what kind of nonsense ability is this..."

Yuantangyuan cursed softly, and the priestess outfit on her body was soaked in cold sweat.

A dozen or so people faced more than 2 soldiers, even if all of them were equipped with well-equipped shikigami, they couldn't help but tremble physically and mentally.

In the silent silence, the pale wind blows past.

Twenty-four thousand soldiers set out, drew their swords and charged forward.

There was no shout of killing, only the roar of footsteps shaking the mountain.

Sayayaka couldn't help but take out the metal curse arrow on the thigh leather case, mobilize the spiritual power in one breath, and launch the curse arrow.

Exploding among the crowd, the huge magic circle filled the atmosphere with lightning, and the terrifying vibrato caused the skeleton soldiers to fall one by one.

Knowing that hundreds of people fell down, the power of the magic circle was reduced, and it could no longer pose a threat to the skeleton soldiers.

In the face of the enemy's mass destruction magic, the skeleton soldiers are not afraid of death, there is no fear and fear, they just sprint forward, causing the earth to shake.

People can't help but wonder if they will crush the whole mountain.

This is impossible.

Flash the unrealistic thought.

But no one is sure, because the picture in front of him subverts reality.

Dozens of light blades shot out, and each light blade could penetrate the bodies of four to five skeleton soldiers.

More than 200 soldiers can be eliminated at one time.

Thinking optimistically, if you can use it more than one hundred times in a row, you can wipe out an army composed of [-] people.

They should be thankful that this is a primitive skeleton soldier, and the weapon is the most primitive bladed cold weapon, instead of holding a magical weapon that unleashes an annihilation bombardment.

Even so, the power exerted by more than 2 soldiers is too terrifying.

"Hmm... That little girl named Kosaka Sayaka is indeed the most troublesome one..."

Luther saw that the one who killed the most enemies was not Yuan Tang Yuan, the top demon attack officer, but Saaya Hua, who held a large-scale suppressing magic tool.

Every time a metal curse arrow was emitted, hundreds of skeleton soldiers fell to the ground.

Ludben took out a delicate pocket watch from the clothes on his chest and looked at the time.

"It's an hour away, and there are 51 minutes and 12 seconds left. The time is really long..."

Ludben sighed lightly.

Looking at the battle below, there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

This is not a one-sided massacre, but the fruits of victory must belong to him in the end.

About 8 minutes later—

The high-intensity battle lasted for 8 minutes, and the ground was full of corpses of skeleton soldiers.

Standing beside Yuantangyuan are only five Lion King mechanism attacking demon officers, among them is Sayayahua.