Ten thousand I am across the heavens

Chapter 2163 The meaning of fighting

No. 39 soaring over the battlefield has given the enemy a huge shock. Many people have already seen that the ability he is using now is actually the North Emperor Fist King's ability after it has changed. It's just that he attached the projected phantom to his body instead of hitting it. And now it seems that his use is more sophisticated. Especially with flexible flying in the air, combined with some explosives, the killing effect is much stronger than simply hitting it.

And this is obviously not just one use. If he really inherited the ability of the King of Fighters, it means that he can use more than one projection. In addition to the flying type of projection, there should be corresponding projections for fighting on the ground or in other areas. Such a fierce master with a fifth-level combat power must be intercepted by the top combat power. Even if the major families join together, there are not many masters who can deal with this level.

At this moment, an assassin with a long sword stopped him. Under normal circumstances, he should not be able to keep up with the flying speed. But at this time, he stepped on his sword and performed a flying sword. He was able to barely catch up with the projection bird flying in the sky. The two sides collided in an instant. The endless sword light turned into a dense net. Just like using a net to catch butterflies, it covered the big bird in the sky.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the net, No. 39 decisively changed the way he used his ability. The projection on his body, like a big bird, turned into a praying mantis. The size of the praying mantis was much smaller, about the same size as himself. The sharp blades just turned into the two knives on his arms, which should be a sickle to be more precise.

The swords used by the assassins collided with each other, and in an instant, they hit the ground from the sky. The flashes of swords and sabers were invisible, and the sword energy that flew out during the battle left gullies on the ground.

"No way? There is actually a second rank five person among this group of rats, but his aura is not right. He doesn't have the strength of a rank five at all. Didn't they say that only a few marginal families betrayed? How could they fight back and forth with Lord Sword King?"

For a moment, many people in the coalition were shocked and astonished, it seemed that the overwhelming advantage of the top strong men was about to leave them, and after losing this advantage, they probably didn't know how to fight.

Soon, another expert came out wearing his own special mecha. This time, the armor he wore was quite special. It was a special biomass crop, which was also modified in the past two days. Biological direct installation is more in line with the technology tree of the underground base. Because the underground base started with biotechnology, I bred Trojans with various varieties and rich functions by observing the characteristics of the offspring. This solved the most basic food problem. The economy of the earliest tribe was revitalized. There were so many things later.

Nowadays, the accumulation of biotechnology is actually quite deep, and there are also quite a lot of talents. Similar things can actually be temporarily transformed using the Trojan horse. At this moment, he is wearing a set of biomass crops, and it is a very large set of octopus-shaped biomass crops. Compared with other ability users, most of them use light and thin armor to increase their speed on the battlefield and use mobility to fight the enemy. This set of octopus-shaped biomass armor magnifies the user's body volume as much as possible. It is like a small mountain. The weight exceeds 500 tons, most of which are the bodies of the Trojan horses who died in the previous battle. After absorbing and transforming these biomass, such a huge body was obtained.

The giant octopus immediately became the target of everyone's attacks after it appeared on the battlefield. Its huge size was simply a target that attracted firepower, and it was even larger than many war beasts. In an instant, whether it was the enemy's masters or ordinary soldiers, they all took out powerful attacks to greet him.

Little did he know that the warrior controlling the giant octopus had already unlocked the first-order gene lock. Although he inherited the Dao Mark of a fourth-turn strongman, it was very compatible with him, and even matched the Dao Mark of the first turn that he had barely cultivated before. In his development, he formed his own set of abilities and fighting methods.

The captured enemy was known as the water demon on the northern plains, and was good at all kinds of water-based attacks. As long as there was water, his combat power would not be worse than that of a rank 5 warrior. He could use the rushing water to launch a terrifying attack, or use the water to form a shield for defense. He could even transform himself into water, thus ensuring that he could ignore most physical attacks. Both his survivability and combat ability were off the charts.

At this moment, the warrior who inherited the gene of his ability further developed this ability. Although he lost some poisonous insects and most of his originally powerful attack and defense skills, he retained his ability to turn himself into water.

Originally, he could only turn his body into water, or at most turn his clothes into water. After all, he had never heard of a water demon using his killer move and then escaping without clothes.

But after development with the engineering department, they found that biological armor can be easily converted into water with very low consumption, just like their own body, and can be controlled freely after the conversion.

That's why he developed such a special armor. At this moment on the battlefield, the giant octopus was beaten with holes and blood all over its body, but the damage it caused to the enemy was limited. After all, the octopus's activities on land are still not so flexible. Even if the ground is wet, the degree of wetness is very limited, at most the same as the beach. There is still a big difference from the water.

However, just when the enemy thought that this octopus was just a beast in name only, and that it was released as a last resort because the enemy had run out of tricks, and was about to kill it, the entire giant octopus mecha turned into a stream of water, and hundreds of tons of water rushed across the battlefield.

Countless rapids carry mud and sand. High-speed jetting is like a water jet. A water jet can cut hard metal. As long as the water flow is fast enough, the water pressure is high enough, and there is not enough hard quartz sand mixed in it, it is completely possible to overcome hardness with softness, or even hardness with hardness.

At this moment, as this octopus-shaped water flow quickly swept into the enemy, blood was immediately seen flowing. The octopus was dyed blood red in the blink of an eye.

This is like a water demon, but a more advanced combat mode. It is not something that ordinary soldiers can resist. The ordinary soldiers in the underground base are trained with their own fighting will. This is how they can deal with the masters of the fourth and fifth levels under collective cooperation. If they were ordinary soldiers of the coalition forces, their role on the battlefield would mostly be to offset the ordinary soldiers of the enemy and reduce the consumption of the masters. If they really fought, it would be impossible for them to resist the slaughter of these masters.

In desperation, the coalition had to dispatch another peak-level 4th-level warrior from the front line to manipulate the flames and fight the giant water monster. After transforming into water, most attacks could not cause substantial damage. After all, most attacks were physical, and water was almost immune to all conventional kinetic attacks. Although hundreds of tons of water were a big problem for the flames to evaporate, it was at least effective. Even if the giant water monster could escape to the puddles on the battlefield to replenish itself and weaken a little, there was still hope of victory. The masters of other underground bases also faced enemies of the same level as themselves. At this moment, the battle had just entered a stage that the Beiyuan strongmen were familiar with.

The only purpose of the battle between the lower-level warriors is to consume the true essence of the higher-level warriors. The top warriors fight each other, and their victory basically determines the direction of the war. However, the masters of the coalition forces are all heavy-hearted, fighting against the Blade Assassin No. 39. It can be regarded as expressing their thoughts.

"No wonder even the immortals have issued orders to destroy you. It turns out that you have developed such an evil technology that can deprive others of their abilities that they have cultivated with great effort. This kind of evil magic is intolerable in the world. A dignified and upright family has fallen into the same trap as the evil ways. How can you, a group of evil villains, go against this trend?"

No. 39 sneered as he fought with the enemy, "Hahahaha! We are the Demonic Path? You are right, we are the Demonic Path. If the Demonic Path was not in the family of the Righteous Path, would I, as a slave, have a chance to turn over? As people of the Righteous Path, would you care about the lives of the most ordinary people in the tribe? As people of the Righteous Path, why don't you think of ways to lead more people through the harsh winter?

We are the Demonic Path. But we provide social security and clothing for everyone, we build shelters, store food and help more people get through the winter. We, the Demonic Path, will teach every child, every young person, every old person the principles of how all things work between heaven and earth. Can you, the so-called righteous ones, do this?

We have the courage to face natural disasters with swords raised, what do you have? We are fighting against the injustice of fate, but what are you fighting for? For the reincarnation of generations for thousands of years. For the so-called Golden Family, so that the descendants of the so-called Venerable can be one line for all eternity? Many years have passed on this vast grassland, and the Golden Family is still as many as before. But the slaves and mortals have changed one after another. We used to be like the weeds on the grassland. There is no difference between us and the lambs and livestock in the hands of the herdsmen.

But we are not lambs or livestock after all, we are human beings. Everyone is fighting to live like a human being, but you...

Like a dog! "

Although the words were not loud, the masters in the field were keenly aware and almost everyone heard them. Before the assassin who was fighting against him could refute, someone's defense had already been broken.

The powerful fourth-level warrior who transformed into a tiger broke away from his own line and rushed towards him, roaring like thunder as he pounced on the huge body.

"What do you, a stray dog ​​on the street, know? I was born a slave, do I really know what family honor is? You don't understand what a family that has existed for tens of thousands of years in history really means?
Don't question why we fight. Every member of the Golden Family has survived wars for tens of thousands of years. The blood of the most authentic warriors flows in the veins of each of us. When you, as slaves, stepped into the blessed land of the royal court in a daze and escaped the snow disaster again and again, have you ever thought about who fought hard to lead your ancestors to hide in that blessed land?

If it weren't for warriors like us who fought bravely in front of us for that slight chance to enter the blessed land, every generation of your ancestors would have died in the heavy snowstorm long ago. How could you have the chance to rap with me now!
You are ungrateful, and you think that you can speak nonsense in front of the Golden Family just because you have read a few days of books. You are just a laughing stock!"

No. 39 did not refute him. The two sides had completely different ideas. There was no point in debating. The sword in his hand was what really determined the outcome of the debate. He just laughed and shouted in a provocative tone: "You are impatient! Hahahaha! You are impatient!

You are afraid that countless warriors under your command have believed my theory, and you are afraid that there really is a refuge on this grassland that can rival the royal paradise.

Otherwise, why would you strangle us? Hahaha, of course you are in a hurry. If we really can survive the snowstorm without hiding in the Royal Court Blessed Land, then how can your previous rhetoric stand? We are lowly slaves with no fighting power. Will we thank the victors for sending us to the Royal Court Blessed Land to continue to serve as slaves and continue to give birth to slaves? So we, the so-called demons, must die.

But so what? Today, for the greater good, we are all willing to die. Millions of years later, our blood will surely become a path of judgment that will destroy the Golden Family."

"I am willing to die with you!" Such shouts were heard one after another for a while.

Even if they were to retreat step by step now, facing the endless enemies, it would be impossible to defend their positions, but the retreating army was still full of fighting spirit, as if they had won a battle. They used their own iron and blood to build the final wall, and without more effort, they would not be able to move forward.

At this moment, the smart people in the coalition finally realized the seriousness of this war, and finally understood why the immortals took the initiative to order the extermination of this group of people, because they were shaking the foundation of Beiyuan. They were shaking the foundation of the Golden Family standing on this land for tens of thousands of years.

Without the blessed land of the royal court and the struggle for the royal court, how could the talents of this generation after generation be selected and sent to the Golden Family? How could these mortals, generation after generation without golden blood, be cleared away like weeds? They gradually understood it only after fighting until this moment. However, their opponents knew why they were fighting from the beginning.

[To be continued]

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