Rage of Rebirth

The confidence of all the warriors of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood, including Zhuojiu and Baishi, was greatly increased. Reinforcements finally arrived, and there was finally hope of victory in this war.

"Soul-Eating Poison Flower~!"

He became upset and yelled, and a large number of soul-eating poisonous flowers grew up within a kilometer around him. The flowers bloomed, and each one contained venom that was nearly as full as a water tank.

When Pluto and other archers were still two hundred meters away from becoming upset, they used the backs of their mounts to jump forward and fly out, and landed next to him one after another.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Prison Pluto rolled forward to relieve his strength, pulled out the bow and arrow from his back, aimed at Carlos next to Zhuojiu and shot an arrow with the venom from the Soul-Eating Poison Flower.

A harsh sound broke through the air. Carlos, who was five hundred meters away, had no idea that a human could shoot such a powerful bow and arrow from such a long distance. One of them didn't pay attention and was shot in the neck by Pluto's bow and arrow.

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Although the arrowhead made by melting the third-order star-shattering blade could not kill Carlos, it was covered with the liquid of the Soul-Eating Poison Flower, which caused the protective magic power on Carlos' neck to disappear. Before he could react, the arrow was suppressed.

Hell King's second arrow followed the first arrow and hit the same place accurately.

"puff"

Carlos' neck was almost shot through, and the aorta and trachea were all damaged, making it difficult for him to breathe smoothly. It was impossible to launch another attack, so he quickly retreated while covering his neck.

How could Zhuojiu miss such an opportunity? He rushed towards Carlos desperately. Next to him, the monarch-level demon-blooded beast clan strongman Bros quickly blocked Zhuojiu's attack, but the next second, he was also hit on the neck.

When it came time to shoot two consecutive arrows from the bow, luckily he paid attention to his surroundings and the shield on his arm blocked the bow and arrow, but his chest was hit by four arrows one after another.

Sun Yu and Han Yu stood side by side with bows and arrows in hand. Sun Yu was Lu Yang's number one archery master in the early years, but after entering a different world, Sun Yu couldn't adapt to it for a while. But now, he finally overcame his inner demons and returned to the world.

Arriving on the battlefield.

Bros looked at his chest that had been shot in shock. The blood in his heart spattered more than ten meters away. He felt that the power in his body was rapidly draining away.

"Death~!" Zhuojiu slashed his sword and chopped off Burrows' head. He stared at Carlos with cold eyes and said, "Now it's your turn."

Carlos's eyes were full of fear. The vines under his feet had grown out and were restraining his body. His neck was severely injured. He couldn't even exert half of his usual strength.

Not only him, but also the battlefield in the distance. The 45,000 Demon-Blooded Orc warriors on the beach were entangled by countless vines. No matter how they waved the long swords in their hands, they even released the cold sword energy to chop down the vines.

It was broken, but the vines still grew crazily from the beach and the sea.

The Soul-Eating Poison Flowers also kept appearing around them. Once they were controlled, they would be drenched in venom by the Soul-Eating Poison Flowers, leaving not even ashes left.

What really made Carlos couldn't believe it was the 8,000 divine-blooded orc warriors and holy light warriors from the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood. These people were also under attack from venom and vines, but they seemed to be willing to die on their own initiative, despite the vines attacking them.

It penetrated their bodies and swallowed them with venom, but no human being cursed Zhuojiu.

"You, your race, how can you be willing to die for others? This is impossible. This is something that only the Void Zerg without self-awareness would do." Carlos roared.

Zhuojiu flew out another golden light from his body and went to rescue the brothers in the vines. His body was already very weak, but he still rushed towards Carlos, thrust out with his sword and collided with Carlos' long sword.

, said: "You have offended a race that should never be offended, and opened the door to true sin. When we continue to become stronger and capable of attacking other worlds, you will all pay the price for this."

"Delusion~!" Carlos yelled. He wanted to kill Zhuojiu, but his body was getting weaker and weaker because he couldn't breathe and his blood vessels were constantly spurting out blood. He continued to block several of Zhuojiu's attacks.

After cutting off the vines under his feet, he knew that he was in trouble. He glared at Zhuojiu and said: "You defeated us just because you happened to restrain us. Just wait, the gods will continue to send more divine races to attack you.

, sooner or later you will all be killed by the gods~!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuojiu stabbed Carlos through the heart with a sword. Then he was so weak that he could only use his sword to hold himself up from falling. Fighting with two monarchs at the same time, his body was almost exhausted. What was even worse was that he

His magic power can no longer be restored, but he can still release the Holy Light, all by relying on the ancient Holy Spirit Malthus.

"Die to me~!"

A short spear suddenly flew over from afar, passed through countless vines, and hit Zhuojiu's abdomen, breaking him into two pieces. Immediately afterwards, two powerful men of the monarch level jumped over.

Just like the Tallin Ghost Mist race, there are also a lot of powerful monarchs from the Demon-Blooded Orc race, eight in total. They were momentarily panicked when they were attacked by the Soul-Eating Poison Flower, and they also needed to protect their soldiers from being killed. In addition,

Because of his carelessness, Zhuojiu killed two powerful monarchs in a row. This made the remaining four monarchs very angry. Two of them rushed straight towards Zhuojiu, and the other two rushed towards the shooter group and

The seat of the Wood Mage Group.

Under the protection of the holy light, Zhuojiu's body quickly recovered, but before he could stand up, his heart was pierced by a sword. A strong man from the demon-blooded orc tribe twisted his sword with a grin and stared at Zhuojiu.

The wine's face said: "I want to see how long you damn reptile can last."

The severe pain of being pierced through the heart is not something ordinary people can endure, but is Zhuojiu an ordinary person? He gritted his teeth and remained silent. At the same time, he released the holy light from behind, stood up with his entire upper body, and grasped it with both hands.

This powerful monarch-level man roared: "You have become upset. What are you waiting for? Release the soul-devouring poisonous flower."

"Boss Doujiu." How dare you let go if you become upset.

"Hurry up~!" Zhuojiu growled, his eyes full of determination. At this moment, the powerful demon-blooded orcs who attacked him showed a look of horror, and quickly drew out their swords and stepped back more than 30 meters.

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But as soon as he landed, Zhuojiu knelt on the ground again. This made the strong man from the Demon Blood Orc tribe feel humiliated and growled: "You dare to trample on my honor, I will kill you."

"Hey, you don't have a chance." Zhuojiu looked at his enemy with a smile on his face, because behind this powerful monarch, there was a white light shooting towards him in the sky not far away.

With Lu Yang's unique light, he knew that this war was won!

"Lord Malthus, don't stop releasing the Holy Light and protect my brothers." Zhuojiu left his last words and passed out.

Malthus sighed with emotion and said: "Of course I will do this, loyalty, courage, and responsibility. You are worthy of all my strength, Holy Light, rise~!"

The violent holy light gushes out of Zhuojiu's body, allowing the Holy Light Knight and the Divine Blood Orc Warrior who are still struggling in the vines to retain a hope of living.