The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

"Roar!" The red-haired demon slammed its fists into the river of blood, causing a massive spray of blood to spread as the two charged towards the surging essence of the demons and gods.

The blue-colored Prajna demon also rushed forward, and the two of them continuously fought over and devoured this power.

The illusory body quickly recovered, becoming increasingly substantial, with the bulging muscles containing even more power.

Until a certain moment, the two great demons collided, not only devouring the streams of demonic essence, but also devouring each other.

Enveloped in a crimson glow, after all the essence of the ghosts and gods was devoured, the two great ghosts completely merged together. It was not a temporary fusion, but a true and complete integration, becoming a single entity.

It has entered a state of transformation.

"Good stuff!" Zhou Ming's eyes gleamed; indeed, powerful people always had good stuff on them.

"Liu Dashu? Once this battle is over, I definitely won't let you go." Zhou Ming's eyes flashed with bloodlust.

the other side.

Liu Dashu hid in some ruins, looking at his little flag with a pained expression. The Ghost King depicted on the flag was missing an arm.

"Damn it! Are all the Japanese intelligence officers incompetent? They didn't even have such important information as the Samadhi True Fire, damn it!" Liu Dashu cursed inwardly in a fit of rage.

Don't underestimate the power of a missing arm. With Liu Dashu's abilities alone, it will probably take him one or two years to restore Ghost Power King.

"That kid is so terrifying, and he seems to hold grudges a lot. I need to stay away from him," Liu Dashu thought to himself with a headache.

“Go back to Quanxing? No, that place is a good hiding place, but not a safe haven. I need to find a backer, and preferably kill that kid.” As Liu Dashu pondered, he took out three flags.

These were the three flags that trapped Zhou Ming, which he summoned back while trying to escape.

"The Japanese should be good at casting spells, right? Never mind, if they can't do it, I'll find someone else." Liu Dashu thought of Zhou Ming's fierce appearance and felt a chill run down his spine.

He regretted making a move; that kid was truly terrifying. Liu Dashu couldn't even imagine how strong the kid would be in a few years.

He formed a spell in his hands, and streams of Qi sealed the three small flags, blocking the soul energy that clung to them.

After doing all this, Liu Dashu carefully ran outside.

……

Amidst the hail of bullets, darkness gradually fell.

Zhou Mingren was no longer in the alley. This time, the Japanese were extremely aggressive and did not stop their attack even after dark.

"It seems the Japanese devils won't give up until they drive us out," Wang Wen said, glancing at the sky from his hiding place.

"Regardless of their battle plan, we'll just focus on wearing down the Japanese soldiers," Zhou Ming said calmly.

Chapter 94 Entering a Standoff

It quickly became completely dark. Zhou Ming only had one enemy soldier left, so he didn't choose to force his way into the Japanese position like he had the day before.

Instead, they used the previous method, sending out the elite Blood Demon soldiers to capture live Japanese soldiers.

Zhou Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and the bloodthirsty aura on his body carried bloodthirsty talismans back into his body.

"We'll need another four or five hundred Blood Fiend Talismans to fill the Blood River to its limit." Zhou Ming sensed the soul blood in the Blood River.

"And there's the Blood Soul, a total shortfall of nearly 800."

At that moment, Kamo Shinroku walked over, his collar stained with blood, holding an unconscious Japanese soldier in his hand.

"That's your blood. Are you injured?" Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, Master." After putting the Japanese soldier on the ground, Kamo Shinroku knelt down and said, "The enemy also has experts on guard against us. I was slightly injured, but I have recovered."

"Hmm!" Zhou Ming waved his hand, signaling Kamo Shinroku to step back.

Zhou Ming had anticipated this situation; the Japanese wouldn't just stand by and watch him plunder their soldiers.

After a night, Zhou Ming only gained a little over 100 Blood Fiend Talismans, which can be said to have been halved.

As the sky brightened completely, a buzzing sound came from afar.

Zhou Ming looked up at the bomber high in the sky and gave a cold snort.

"I'll definitely kill you if I get the chance."

Nomura Jiichi has greatly limited Zhou Ming's interference with air power, and Zhou Ming has become increasingly resentful of him over the past month.

"Boom boom boom!"

Intense bombing roared all around, and the Japanese soldiers seemed to have gone mad, completely disregarding whether they would accidentally injure their own men.

Throughout the day, the Japanese counterattacks became even more ferocious, as if they had received a death order.

By evening, they had occupied almost two-thirds of Luodian, and even as night fell, they did not stop their attack.

"Everyone, charge! Kamo Shinroku, send 50 Blood Demons to charge over with Ghostly Fiends. If they're about to die, they can self-destruct on the other side!" Zhou Ming shouted, holding a Roaring Machine Gun in his arms.

Their small team of 300 men was holding a street corner, while swarms of Japanese soldiers were charging from the darkness on the other side.

Upon receiving the order, Kamo no Shinroku immediately found the 50 weakest Blood Demon soldiers and had them transform and charge into warriors.

"Ah!" With a roar, these blood demon soldiers all transformed into little bull demons and charged madly towards the other side.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" The sound of machine guns rang out continuously, rapidly inflicting heavy casualties on these blood demon soldiers.

Their immense power in their transformed state and the brief surge of life force generated by burning their life force make them less likely to die immediately.

Once they reached the Japanese positions, they became human bombs ready to explode at any moment.

"Boom boom boom!" Blood-red explosions erupted one after another.

The commotion here attracted the attention of some experts.

"The Blood Demon is over here!" The shout in Japanese echoed through the night.

A number of Japanese and other strange people gathered here, which immediately increased the pressure on the area.

One by one, immortal shikigami burst forth from the darkness, assaulting the blood demon soldiers' defenses.

Zhou Ming's expression was extremely cold, but he couldn't hide the enormous loss he had suffered and the heaviness in his heart.

At this rate of attrition, if they don't retreat soon, the Blood Demon soldiers probably won't last a night before being completely wiped out.

Zhou Ming wouldn't be heartbroken if many Blood Demon soldiers died, but if they all died at once, the snowball effect would stop, and that would be the real problem.

A dark shadow suddenly flew low from a distance, blending into the darkness very stealthily, and landed silently beside Zhou Ming.

"Xiaoming, the defenses on all sides can't hold and they're retreating. If we keep holding out like this, we'll be surrounded." Liu Yan, who had just landed on the ground, immediately reported the situation around them.

Zhou Ming then came to his senses, used magic to connect with the Blood Eagle, and immediately saw the situation on the entire battlefield.

The battle was too intense for Zhou Ming to concentrate.

"Retreat slowly," Zhou Ming immediately ordered.

The entire group slowly retreated, with the Blood Demon soldiers occasionally sending out a small squad to charge forward.

With extremely fierce attacks, they gradually deterred the opponent from pursuing them.

As dawn broke, Zhou Ming led the remaining 100-odd Blood Demon soldiers out of Luodian.

Southwest of Luodian, a large number of Nationalist troops retreated and camped there, and Zhou Ming's small group was also nearby.

Zhou Ming looked up at the sky with bloodshot eyes and a furrowed brow. In this state, it would be extremely dangerous if the enemy launched a bombing attack.

"Have the Blood Demon soldiers dig trenches immediately," Zhou Ming coldly said to Kamo Shinroku.

"Yes!" Kamo Shinroku's eyes were bloodshot as he opened them.

While Zhou Ming and his companions might occasionally take a break and catch a nap, these Blood Demon Soldiers were used to the point of exhaustion.

Zhou Ming turned around and glanced at everyone. Wang Wen also looked exhausted, his eyes darting around as he appeared very tired.

A faint smell of blood wafted over, and Zhou Ming looked over to see that Zhang San's clothes were covered in blood.

"Are you injured?" Zhou Ming asked.

Zhang San was still stunned when he heard the question. The battle last night was too intense. He only realized that Zhou Ming was asking him when he looked up and saw his gaze.

I only felt the pain in my arm when I turned around and saw a hole in my sleeve. I breathed a sigh of relief after pulling it open.

"It's nothing, just a little bit of skin being scraped off," Zhang San said with a sigh of relief. He took out some medicine packets from his clothes, sprinkled some powder on the wound, bandaged it up haphazardly, and then left it at that.

"Everyone, take a break!" Zhou Ming's voice rang out.

Wang Wen turned to look at Zhou Ming, who was staring at the sky, and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Ming, you haven't slept for several days. Take a rest now."

“No, I need to control the Blood Eagle to keep watch around the area. We must detect the bombers immediately and issue an early warning,” Zhou Ming said, shaking his head.

"You all should rest. I can still manage."

Although all of them had bloodshot eyes, Zhou Ming was in much better spirits than the others.

This is because the lamp of the primordial spirit is burning intensely, burning away all the tired and distracting thoughts in Zhou Ming's mind, forcibly activating his spirit and concentrating his will.

"Alright then!" Wang Wen saw that Zhou Ming was indeed full of energy and assumed that it was just the vigor of a young man, so he could only nod.

Liu Yan had already fallen asleep leaning against a big tree, and the others quickly drifted off to sleep as well.

They were so tired and trusted Zhou Ming that they fell asleep quickly.

Zhou Ming suppressed his exhaustion with a cold face, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no sign of the bombers.

Even after the sun was high in the sky and Wang Wen and the others had all woken up, no bombers arrived.

Even inside Luodian, there was very little activity; apart from repairing the position, there was no sign of any intention to attack.

"Have we entered a stalemate?" Zhou Ming turned to look at the Nationalist army's position, where defensive fortifications were being repaired.

Now that the Japanese could not drive out the Nationalist army, and the Nationalist army was not confident that it could hold Luodian after capturing it, coupled with the heavy casualties on both sides, they tacitly entered a stalemate.

The National Revolutionary Army's strategic objective was to prevent the Japanese from occupying Luodian, thus preventing them from using it as a transit point to launch an attack, encircle, and cut off the National Revolutionary Army's retreat.

Chapter 95 The Aura of the Bonfire

The National Revolutionary Army has already achieved this goal. As long as the Japanese in Luodian make any unusual moves, the 19th Army can immediately be dispatched to stop them.

On the contrary, the Japanese did not achieve their strategic objectives at all.

"Damn it! A mere 19th Army actually managed to hold off two divisions? Are they idiots? And they even lost so many soldiers."

Inside the Shanghai Marine Corps headquarters, the angry voice of a Japanese general rang out.