Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

However, these Fire Mist Warriors would definitely not make such a joke for no reason, which means that there must be some factor that makes them feel "cold".

"Damn, something unusual is happening... I noticed my hands were shaking, but I didn't notice."

"This isn't coldness caused by temperature, this is coldness caused by... fear?!"

"Someone is coming from the left front!"

"Hey, are you kidding me? No one is even close to us, but he's making us tremble?!"

Abnormal phenomena occurred one after another.

This team of fire mist warriors finally realized that the cold they just felt was not real cold, but came from some unknown fear.

It’s like when you’re extremely frightened during the dog days of summer, you’ll feel cold all over even though the weather is hot.

"Leave quickly, this is not an opponent you can handle!"

"Call for backup. We are under this kind of pressure before we even get close. The chances of winning are too slim."

"The operation may have been discovered!"

The Fire Mist Warriors' reaction to the newcomers was seen by their contracted demon god, who immediately signaled them to flee.

This kind of player, who can make them feel terrified instinctively before he even appears, is definitely not an opponent that these fire mist warriors who are serving as the advance team can handle.

In the final analysis, it was because of their low level that they were incorporated into the team for advance preparation, while most of the real attacking forces were waiting in the back.

【call out】

However, the gods and generals who came from afar did not give them time to escape.

The previous moment he was still far away from the vision of these fire fog warriors, and the next moment, his figure appeared in front of these fire fog warriors, within their reach.

"This is fake... All of you guys, retreat, I'll stop him!!!"

Seeing the God-Father who suddenly appeared here as if by teleportation, a middle-aged man with a huge scar on his left eye and wearing an unmarked military uniform rushed towards him and signaled the others to retreat.

He is the captain of this advance team and the only experienced fire mist warrior.

From the unconscious trembling of the crowd and the instantaneous appearance of all the gods and generals, he was already certain.

Simply running away would not be enough to escape from this monstrous and powerful disciple in front of him.

He must hold off the enemy and buy time for the others to retreat.

"In the way."

However, facing an opponent who was fully prepared, the general of the God simply waved his hand and pushed the opponent aside as if he was throwing away a piece of music.

The middle-aged man standing in front of him froze in place the moment his body came into contact with the divine general.

Until his stiff body hit the ground as if falling.

His whole body was like fragile glass, shattered into pieces.

Chapter 243 Massacre

"Captain...Zam'el?"

"Captain!!"

"The captain is dead, dead?! So easily......"

"What are you still standing there for? Run, run quickly!!!"

The middle-aged man disappeared so easily that even the surrounding fire mist warriors didn't have time to react.

They stared blankly at the captain who had been standing there a moment ago and turned into a pool of shattered debris on the ground in the blink of an eye.

The only thing to be thankful for was that there was no blood flowing from the broken fragments and no internal organs could be seen.

Although the original human outline can still be seen, the broken wounds give people the illusion that it is made of glass.

But now is definitely not the time to wallow in grief.

This was the fate of their captain after he was hit, which meant that it would be almost impossible for the other Fire Mist Warriors to resist if they were attacked.

The members who reacted shouted loudly, trying to get others to leave.

"You guy!!!!"

However, although reason told them that they needed to escape now.

However, seeing their captain being killed in front of their eyes, several Fire Mist Warriors immediately became furious, and threw the enemy's strength behind their backs, and rushed towards the generals and ministers like crazy.

"…………All I can give you is a painless sleep."

All the generals could understand why these fire mist warriors behaved like this, but he did not explain why their captain was not actually dead, but was just in a state of suspended animation.

Because there's no point in explaining such things.

Now that he has made his decision, there is no need to respond with words.

Anyway, for them, it is just like being trapped in a long dream. Let them understand it themselves when they wake up.

No matter what he said now, to these people he was just an attempt to massacre their compatriots.

In this case, there is no need to explain, or rather, why bother explaining.

The next moment, red blood began to surge throughout the bodies of the Fire Mist Warriors who were rushing towards the Godly Generals. Before they got close to the Godly Generals, their bodies were out of control.

The substance that made up their bodies drifted away like mist in the blood that surged like fire.

By the time the fog dissipated with the wind, there was no trace of the existence of those fire fog warriors who had originally rushed towards the generals and ministers of the gods.

Empty, there is nothing.

"Strange, monster..."

"Everyone, they all ..."

"It's over, it's all over."

"Ahhh, End, I see. He is End's disciple. He wants to end everything. No, there is no way to stop him. We are finished."

Their compatriots died like weeds, and most of the remaining Fire Mist Warriors lost the will to resist.

He slumped on the ground as if he had lost his soul, looking at all the gods and ministers with despair in his eyes.

After observing for some time, some Fire Mist Warriors also realized from the appearance of the God General that the other party was the so-called End of Everything mentioned in the meeting.

The Fire Mist Warrior, who originally thought that the description was a bit exaggerated, finally had a mental breakdown after witnessing the God General brushing off the Fire Mist Warrior like brushing off dust, and his eyes became like those of a dead fish.

"Hello, advance team, what happened? Why didn't you contact me on time? Zam'el, please answer if you hear me, Zam'el..."

Just when all the Fire Mist Warriors at the scene had no will to resist, an inquiring voice came from a walkie-talkie on a small table where the Fire Mist Warriors had just placed their weapons.

It seems that these people need to report the situation after arriving at the destination, but due to the sudden appearance of the generals and ministers of the gods, the scheduled report was not delivered.

"No, even though we are beyond help, we still have to notify others..."

Hearing the voice coming from the intercom, a few Fire Mist Warriors' originally desperate eyes flashed with the last light.

They were truly hopeless, and there was no way to deal with this End of the World, so they had to pass on the information and not let anyone else come and die.

Originally, the End was something similar to the final BOSS in their planned battle.

In theory, the candidates to face the End of the World should be the Four Gods of the Earth, who are the most experienced Fire Mist Warriors, and the other most powerful Fire Mist Warriors active on the front line.

If other people came to support without knowing the situation, they would just die in vain facing such a powerful monster.

"The end is here. I repeat, the end is here. The advance team has been completely wiped out. The advance team has already... "

The fire fog warrior rushed to the walkie-talkie, pressed the talk button, and conveyed the current information.

But he was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized something was wrong. A shadow had appeared on his side without him noticing.

There was no need to explain who this shadow was. It made him unable to say anything else. He stared blankly at the generals and ministers standing beside him.

"What?! Hold on, hold on, we'll send someone over right now."

The person on the other end of the intercom had not expected to receive such information at all. His voice suddenly became rapid and he shouted loudly. Judging from the noisy background noise, it must be a bustling place.

"Don't send anyone. He's right in front of me, looking at me. I'm finished. The advance team is finished too. Although I may be saying these discouraging words, I find that I can't imagine a scene where we can win. He may really be the end of the world......"

[Click]

As the communication was interrupted, the Fire Mist Warrior stared blankly at the generals and ministers, not understanding why the other party had spared his life.

Except for him, the original fire mist warriors around him had all disappeared during this period.

"What a beautiful sight..."

The bodies of the Fire Mist Warriors turned into fragments glowing red. Because they were so fine, they looked like a bright red mist.

The body of the remaining fire fog warrior began to dissipate in the wind after he hung up the phone.

But the last bit of red that remained on his retina made him feel an inexplicable beauty.

It was clearly formed by the disintegration of the bodies of my compatriots, and it was clearly also containing a part of my own body.

Perhaps because of this, the scene that he could only see once in his life made him inexplicably feel a sense of security instead of fear.

"Ah, the world is so beautiful."

The fire mist warrior stretched out his hand, trying to catch a piece of debris falling from the sky.

But the moment the fragments touched him, his body finally couldn't hold on and dissipated.

The fragments of his body merged with the piece that just fell, and there was no way to tell the difference between them.

Chapter 244 The war is about to begin

"Hey, hey, answer, answer, answer quickly... Damn it!!!"

Along with the sound of a communicator being smashed to the ground, a man with stubble and wearing a lavender suit from a Fire Mist Warrior base spat angrily, silencing his companion next to him.

"The advance team has already..."

"Ah, judging from the current situation, there is no one left. Damn it, how did the other party know that we would take action today?"

“Zamuel went with us, and so many of our compatriots went with us, but they all…”

"What should we do? Should we continue this operation?"

"Sintahir, what should we do?"

The operation had just begun and the advance team had just left right under their noses.

In just this short period of time, the advance team that had gone out to scout the situation was completely wiped out, casting a shadow over the entire stronghold.

The bearded man turned his head and looked behind him, looking at Xintashir, one of the commanders of this operation, waiting for his decision.

"Although I do think that those people in the advance team cannot defeat the End, but it is too fast, too fast... Isn't it enough to even delay the End?"

Xintasi, one of the four gods of the earth, frowned, mainly thinking about the time from the departure of the advance team to the end of the last communication.

They were separated by no more than an hour, and it took more than half an hour to get from their base to the front-line base pre-set up by the advance team.

Judging from the fact that the communications were made by their scheduled contacts rather than face-to-face reporting, either the advance team encountered an end during the advance, or they encountered an end during the camping process.

But no matter which one it is, it means that after the two come into contact, the advance team will be defeated in a very short time, probably no more than ten minutes.

"Based on the level of the sacrificial snake, it would be difficult for us to win... We can only retreat."

There are about a hundred Fire Mist Warriors in this stronghold, but only 2 or 30 of them are battle-hardened. The rest are similar to the advance team and are Fire Mist Warriors who do not have enough experience.

Although Xintahil did not see the end with his own eyes, through the information so far, he was convinced that the end might indeed be the last demon born in the Red World.

Therefore, he directly compared the opponent's combat effectiveness to that of the sacrificial snake.

However, facing the sacrificial snake, they would not be able to win.

"Xintashir, the advance team has been wiped out. All of them have been wiped out. The enemy has clearly come to our door, and you still want us to swallow our anger! The Red World Apostles must be eliminated, all of them must be eliminated, not a single one left alive!!!"

Although Xintahil was the commander, the Fire Mist Warriors were not a professional army. After Xintahil made the decision to retreat, a woman with chestnut hair in a ponytail and glasses in the crowd suddenly roared.

"Marjorine, as a radical, it is natural for you to express your dissent, but considering the current situation, I don't think attacking is a good option."