bestfiction Chapter 417 Northern Battlefield
Chapter 417 Northern Battlefield
Not far away was a towering city, where the army formed by the empire and the northern ethnic minorities engaged in a fierce battle.
On the battlefield, there were constant shouts and sounds of killing.
What followed were countless broken limbs and completely lifeless corpses, with hot blood flowing from their wounds and staining the frozen soil beneath them.
At this moment, there are more than ten thousand people fighting here.
But no one noticed.
One of the imperial soldiers was forced to come to the edge of the land after being chased and blocked by several alien soldiers.
Even the blade in his hand was knocked away by the opponent, and his body couldn't help but collapse on the ground. He could only see through the helmet.
There was only the alien's slashing blade and the angry roar, "Die, you imperial trash!"
Face this knife.
It was as if death was right in front of him, and the imperial soldier was powerless to do anything. But at this moment, he saw something in the snow beside him out of the corner of his eye.
There seems to be a sharp blade hidden.
Without any hesitation, he reached out with his right hand.
next moment.
The consciousness was instantly brought into the illusion.
And the desires in his heart were also completely brought out, until he finally fell completely into endless desires.
Completely turned into a murderous evil spirit!
And the outside world.
Just as the blade in the hands of the alien soldier was about to hit the neck of the imperial soldier, a sharp blade shone coldly under the scorching sun.
He had already cut off the foreign soldier's right hand holding the knife, and the speed was so fast that even the people present could not see clearly what happened!
Just the next moment.
Blood spurted out from the foreign soldier's severed hand, and a painful howl like a pig being slaughtered burst out from his mouth.
“Ahhh…my hand…”
But the words have not yet fallen.
His head also disappeared, and the noisy wailing returned to silence again, in the shocked gazes of several foreigners around him.
The imperial soldier who was slumped on the ground slowly stood up and just stood there with an unknown moment in his hand.
There was an extra blade full of cracks, and on the handle there was a half-ghost face made of special patterns.
It was none other than the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades!
Just standing there gave the foreign soldiers in front of him a great sense of oppression, as if the person standing in front of them was a ferocious beast that would choose its prey!
The leading alien soldier's throat moved slightly, then he tightened his grip on the blade in his hand and said in a cold voice, "Don't play tricks here, come together and kill him directly!"
As he said that, he took the lead and stepped forward with a knife.
Seeing this, the others followed closely.
But facing these people, the imperial soldier sneered under his helmet, "Die... You will all die!"
Facing the leader of the attack.
I saw him raise the sharp knife in his hand and collide with its blade.
Seeing this, the alien soldier couldn't help but sneer, "You dare to swing at me with a broken sword that will fall apart at any time? Go to hell!"
But the next moment.
The blade that seemed like it would break at any time was cut off like tofu, and it swept across his neck.
When his head flew away, he still couldn't figure out why.
Before the other alien soldiers could be shocked, they were killed one after another by the imperial soldiers.
But he didn't stop.
Instead, he rushed into the battlefield with a knife and started killing people wantonly. In his eyes, there was no enemy or friend!
Like a battlefield meat grinder.
Wherever he went, there was death!
This also attracted the attention of both parties.
On the south side of the battlefield, there was a burly man wearing a black windbreaker and had lush yellow hair that half-hidden his murderous eyes.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised on his beard, which was the same color as his hair, as he said, "It seems something interesting has happened. What's going on with that soldier from the empire?"
Next to him, a middle-aged man wearing the same suit and with pale braids standing up, who looked like a gentleman, looked at the situation below and spoke in a low and magnetic voice.
"Observe for a while first."
While talking.
The killing on the battlefield never stopped for a moment.
Until this body is completely destroyed.
But as he fell, he used all his strength to suppress one of the alien soldiers and stuffed the magic knife Thousand Blades in his hand into the other's hand.
next moment.
His head was cut off from behind.
But the alien soldiers under him were also devoured by desire at this moment and turned into evil spirits!
The killing continued on this battlefield.
After seeing this, the white-haired man finally realized something. "It seems to be because of the sword. Could it be that the sword is also an imperial weapon?"
Thought for a moment.
Then he called the signalman and said, "Pass the situation here to Lady Esdeath and ask her to go to the battlefield in person!"
"As ordered!"
Upon hearing this, the soldier immediately turned around and left.
The sturdy man on the side looked at the battlefield in the distance and couldn't help but sigh, "Ordinary soldiers can have such strength with that knife. If you get that knife, you will definitely gain a lot of experience points, right?"
But the white-haired man stopped him in a deep voice, "Daidala, don't rush forward before you know the details of that knife."
After a reminder.
He carefully observed every move on the battlefield.
……
As time went by, the entire battlefield was littered with corpses, and the original fight between the two armies turned into a direct target of evil spirits.
It was seen in the center of the battlefield.
Surrounding it were countless broken limbs and arms, like the abyss of hell!
The killing terrified everyone present.
But at this moment.
Above the sky, a ferocious dragon-shaped dangerous creature flapped its wings and soared, bound by chains around its neck, and on its back.
There stood a beautiful figure.
He was wearing a spotless white military uniform and a military cap on his waist-length blue hair, a symbol of his imperial status.
And there is a special pattern on her chest.
On that beautiful face, the sky-blue eyes looked down at everything below, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise as she said, "Is this the special imperial weapon that Liva mentioned? Interesting."
The words fell.
The giant dragon beneath him also flew downwards until it was close to the ground, and then the graceful figure jumped down from the dragon's back.
It fell directly into the center of the battlefield.
The evil ghost who was slaughtering people wantonly seemed to have sensed the danger. He subconsciously turned his head and looked over with his eyes full of murderous intent.
Ajuramaru, who was watching the show, also turned his attention.
When he saw the person coming, he was not surprised. "The empire's strongest general, Esdeath? It seems like a good idea to choose her as the sword master..."
While thinking.
On the battlefield, Esdeath was looking at the evil spirits in the sea of corpses and blood in front of her, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
"Aren't you going to attack?"