The Great Conqueror

"Yes!" The group of fifty-eight monks followed closely, stopped in unison, and roared full of spirit. This spirit is really good.

Classmate Zou nodded in satisfaction, not being lazy.

In Zou Liang's plan, to be a qualified Warsong Priest, not only must he have good lung capacity, but he must also have strong physical strength. Otherwise, if at the end of a battle, the war song priest lacks physical strength, can't sing or run, and is torn apart by the enemy, it will be a joke!

After all the monks under him followed up and regrouped the two teams, Ranu and his fifteen adventurers followed up panting. At this time, the little bit of pride in these hunting shadows was also hit. Grandma, has anyone ever seen a priest run faster than hunting shadows?

Are these monks still human? Or... because the person who brought them out was too perverted?

The fifteen adventurers looked at Arthur secretly. In their eyes, the young priest undoubtedly became more mysterious.

Not only the adventurers were running to collapse, but even the ant soldiers were impatient. The prey they met before either resisted or were quickly caught up and killed. How could these dozens of people run faster than the monsters? It's unreasonable!

As soon as they saw the group of monks stop, the monsters' eyes turned red all of a sudden, and they were restless excitedly, rushing towards the team like a torrent.

At this time, there were already more than thirty monsters in the group, and new monsters continued to join in the process of running and chasing, increasing the number of ant soldiers to about one hundred. This also slowed down the speed of the monsters' pursuit, giving the team a little time.

Ranu was still out of breath, and when he turned around, he saw as many as a hundred ant soldiers swarming to catch up.

That wild, angry, bloodthirsty breath, the roar and stench that belonged to monsters and beasts came along with the strong wind, causing the ground to tremble. Even more than a hundred ant soldiers charged nearly a thousand meters away from Zou Liang and the others, blowing the blue weeds down to fit a large area.

The weeds were flattened, even torn apart by the breath of monsters, blue fragments fluttered all over the sky like catkins, very beautiful, but also very scary!

Lanu's face changed color.

An ant soldier can only be said to be a scum, and Lanu doesn't take it seriously. Thirty or so can win. However, more than a hundred of them have already rushed...

Fight hard, the loss is too great! I am afraid that more than a dozen adventurers, as well as Arthur's fifty-eight monks, will all be killed or injured.

"Arthur?" Lanu's voice was hoarse, depending on what Arthur meant.

Everyone's faces were serious, except for one person, Zou Shengun casually pulled a piece of grass and put it near his mouth. Hearing Lanu calling himself, he certainly understood the meaning.

Classmate Zou made a reassuring gesture to him, spit out the grass from his mouth casually, and without looking at the group of monster beasts that were getting closer, he shouted to the fifty-eight monks under him: "I will give you a chance to show yourself now, and I will hand over these monster beasts to you, and I will destroy them!"

"Yes!!" Fifty-eight people answered loudly with their hands behind their backs and their necks raised.

God Zou waved his big hand at the monster that was rushing towards him, and the members of the monk group immediately lined up in this open area.

Under such circumstances, it was too late to escape. If the monks were unsuccessful, they would only end up being crushed to pieces by monsters.

Even Lanu and others were sweating from their foreheads while watching, this is no joke!

A full hundred monsters will suffer heavy casualties.

At this moment, the only thing Lanu can do is to trust Arthur, believing that he will not take the lives of his men as a joke. Moreover, Lanu had secretly cast his eyes on the fifteen hunters and quietly stood beside Arthur.

For Ranu's kindness, Zou naturally felt it, but now is not the time to think about it. What made him more satisfied was that although the monster was close at hand, none of the monks felt afraid.

fearless! This is a kind of courage, but also a kind of trust in Priest Arthur.

Because, he taught everyone what faith is and what glory is!

At this moment, from the two captains Kara and Luman down, every monk's eyes seemed to be burning with flames. They lined up in the open field, fighting shoulder to shoulder with their brothers.

In this state, life and death have long been ignored.

Sing the battle song!

The battle hymn of faith sung by fifty-eight people!

Lanu and the fifteen adventurers looked solemn. These young monks, are you okay?

If not, it will be a very miserable result!

Not only the adventurers, but even Luyao and Emma felt very uneasy, more than a hundred monsters had already charged!

Boom!

Loud battle hymn of faith, roaring battle hymn of faith, passionate battle hymn of faith! The chorus of fifty-eight people shook the whole wilderness!

near!

closer! !

Battle song didn't work? ?

closer! !

There was a little restlessness in the group of monster beasts, but they still kept rushing forward.

Ranu and other adventurers all changed their faces drastically. There was no time to react at such a distance. Even hunting shadows like them felt shaky due to the powerful impact, so they could only grit their teeth and hold on! They must guard behind Arthur. Others can die, but Arthur must live.

But what surprised Lanu and the adventurers was that at this moment, Classmate Zou was still very calm. He even took out a cigar, bit the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath, exhaling snow-white smoke from his nasal cavity.

He stood in front of all the monks with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over everyone.

His chest was facing the brothers of the monk group; his back was facing the more than a hundred monsters rushing up.

This is to tell everyone with a silent oath: I trust you, and my life is in your hands! The first one to die is me!

exploded!

Kalou, Luman, and everyone in the monks felt their bodies and blood were on fire. With the wordless trust of the boss, what is there to hesitate and be afraid of?

All the monks held hands and looked at death as home!

The spirit emanating from the Battle Hymn of Faith, encourage! Firm faith is also inspiring all adventurers.

The Battle Hymn of Faith suddenly exploded in volume!

Like a rolling torrent, like a gushing volcano!

Roar! A roar from the soul and heart, shout!

Our faith is strong because of trust; our glory is awakened because of one person! Priest of Warsong, eternal glory, never back down!

never give up! !

Ho Ho~~

Thirty meters...

twenty meters...

At this time, even the black mane on the face of the leading ant soldier, and the green saliva dripping from the wide open mouth can be clearly seen.

ten meters...

The battle song roared like a lion, like an angry thunder!

The ant soldier who rushed to the front had already jumped up and swooped, and its protruding claws were stretched towards Arthur's back.

Sweat rolled down Lanu's forehead, he clenched his weapon tightly, and was about to rush up desperately to hug Arthur and get away when suddenly——

boom! !

It seems that there is an invisible force spreading, the power in the battle song!