I have a set of monster experience cards

The brain worms vibrated their wings with a buzzing sound. Clusters of brain-like matter emerged from the corpses scattered all over the ground, emitting strange brain waves in an attempt to invade the airship's firepower system.

The small parasites were busy moving among the corpses piled on the ground. Once they found a host that suited their needs, they would rush into the brain, turn into zombies, control the skin to stand up, and roar and pounce on the skin's former teammates.

A cluster of small and medium-sized magical unmanned aerial vehicles flew across the sky, dropping dense magical shells, directly clearing out an entire area of ​​enemies along with their corpses.

A huge airship vibrated the energy blades on both sides and rushed into a group of crimson lives, crushing them to pieces.

——With a "bang", an ice sculpture fell to the ground, creating a dent in the ground.

The brain worm Tarutuye remained frozen in the ice, maintaining a lifelike posture of astonishment.

The snow-white figure then landed and, with a flick of its tail, smashed the ice sculpture into pieces.

And within a few miles around, there were shattered ice fragments everywhere.

At first glance, the ground is filled with fragmented light, like a quiet lake.

No matter what kind of enemy it is, they dare not enter this cold area.

The pale, divine monster lowered its head and sniffed the scent of shock that Tarutuye had emitted before his death.

...I guess Tarutuye was still wondering why there was no movement on the Star Island until his death?
The army of fungus insects and the sinner Angel died too quickly, and the news of the mission failure was not even passed on to the main battlefield.

Unfortunately, these bugs will never see the day of victory.

What they have been craving for in the city for thousands of years will eventually become a delusion.

The five Yinglongs in Fengyang Mountain had long lost their will to fight due to the shocking changes in their own organization and were captured and imprisoned.

The top powerful ones among the remaining enemies were also being reduced bit by bit.

It is worth mentioning that although the Clayro United States has recalled all the middle and low-level soldiers, several strong men such as Marshall are still active on the battlefield.

It seems that they are determined to go all the way.

You Huan expressed his respect and blessings, and decided to strike hard -

A blazing blue sun rose again in the center of the battlefield.

Countless streams of fire transformed into dragon shapes, like living forms, and flew flexibly into the enemy.

Any enemy that comes into contact with it, whether it is a crimson life with strong pollution capabilities or an Zerg with different abilities, will feel that their own [Truth] is suppressed.

Just when they were feeling quite uncomfortable, Feng Yang's flame suddenly changed.

More violent, darker in color.

All the flame tentacles that penetrate into the battlefield gain the power of destruction, burning all the enemies who have not yet recovered from the suppression of the truth into ashes!

[Feng Yang] There are two ways to use this magic weapon.

A main suppression that can be used to drive away filth and suppress evil spirits.

Another kind of Lord Destruction will burn all evil things with vibrant flames.

It should be noted that the "evil" here depends on the user's concept and is very subjective and flexible.

You Huan now believes that all enemies are evil.

And Feng Yang's range of influence...

It’s the entire Green Sea battlefield!

The wind and sun burst out in waves, which surprised the enemy.

Although magic weapons are good, they require a lot of energy to use.

What made the White King release Feng Yang's power regardless of the consequences?
Did it receive some new information and think that it would soon win?

Not only the "White King", but also the Hive's fleet and the mysterious pale monster, all entered a state of near madness and launched a frenzied bombardment on the enemy.

The sudden change in the battle situation made the enemy immediately unable to sit still.

You Huan was using the power of "White King" to urge Feng Yang to "blow up the scene". A figure slowly emerged from behind him, silently and without attracting anyone's attention.

This is a Tutalan Zerg with a very unique appearance.

The body is similar to a combination of a spider and a beetle

The hard insect shell is covered with human face patterns, and each face has the same expression: sadness.

Its head was covered with a human face, which looked even more weird. The wrinkled, yellow and black face looked like a tomb robber dug it out of a grave at night and then sewed it crookedly on its head.

At this moment, the face first lifted its lower lip, then twisted its left apple muscle, and after a series of facial movements that no human could ever do, it froze on a face that looked sad and about to cry.

Field·Sad Heart and Suffering Tomb
A spherical sphere took shape with the White King as the center.

Dust-covered tombstones sprouted up in every direction like mushrooms after a rain.

A wriggling human face was attached to the tombstone, and it opened its mouth and cried out in grief to the White King.

You Huan's heart suddenly sank, as if he was pressed down by a huge rock, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

When he turned around and saw the strange big insect, he suddenly understood:

This is another sinner in the Tutalan Zerg's invasion of the city. From a domain perspective, it parasitizes on the concept of "sadness".

Anger is a fire that evaporates the soul, but sadness is more terrifying. It is a silent quagmire that swallows up your cries for help and drags you into the mud bit by bit, like a long torture.

For You Huan, the effect of the Sadness Field on him is obviously stronger than that of the Anger Field.

In the moment he paused, another figure rushed into close range.

——Marshall, a top extraordinary person in the United States of Clayro.

He was covered in a layer of mucus, isolating himself from the influence of the sin insects' territory.

Dozens of light wings all over the body flapped, and instantly turned into light blades all over the sky, falling on the white dragon's body!
The birth of Marshall has a lot to do with the religious beliefs that are prevalent in every country except Qianxia.

His history can be traced back to nearly a thousand years ago. As early as that time, he started the "Faith Incubation Plan" and materialized human faith into a kind of power from which he gained power.

Therefore, his light blades are attached with multiple mandatory rules: [Absolutely Destroy Demons], [No Obstacles], [False Gods Must Die], [God's Word of Justice]...

Even for people at the same level, this kind of rule ability still has considerable effectiveness.

In a blink of an eye, the light blade broke the dragon scales, creating crisscross wounds, and even a few wings were almost cut off.

But compared to the size of the White King, these can only be considered minor injuries.

Seeing this effect, Marshall's eyelids also twitched.

Sure enough, it is like this again.

For some unknown reason, when his attacks landed on the White King, their power would be inexplicably reduced.

Could it be that this opponent's ability to offset the rules is higher than that of an eight-star transcendent?

But if that's the case, the White King should be promoted to eight stars.

This is a contradiction, and it is also the point that Marshall has been struggling with.

Today, fighting is not only a national goal, but also a personal challenge.

You Huan did not know that the divine status of the Azure Dragon Monster Card was higher in level than Marshall, and therefore could be considered Marshall's nemesis.

With the help of the pain of being hurt, he was able to break free from the influence of the Sad Sinworm's domain.

There was no need for him to turn around at all. With his huge size, he just swung his tail and knocked Marshall away.

Seeing thousands of wings spreading out like iron chains and shooting towards him, the Sad Sinner Thaad hurriedly urged the changes in the field.

The faces on every tombstone immediately began to cry sadly, and large patches of illusions enveloped You Huan's vision like thick clouds.

Those were the deceased people represented by the tombstones, telling him the sad stories of their life and death.

However, after being hit once, he naturally would not be hit again. His heart was as hard as iron and he showed almost no fluctuation.

If you think about it carefully, the way this sinful insect uses the sorrow of the dead to construct the truth and the realm can truly be described as clumsy.

There are other kinds of grief in the world, more tormenting, more vivid, more desperate, but they are not included here...

The sinner thought he had temporarily trapped his opponent and was preparing to make the next move when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the center of his body.

It lowered its head in astonishment, and the shriveled human face began to twitch in shock.

A white bone sword came from behind it, entered through the carapace, came out from the abdomen, and pierced through the center of its torso!

Its domain, as well as the defensive and alert secrets attached to its shell pattern, were completely unaware, and it was severely damaged by the sword! (End of this chapter)