Ark of the Immortal

Come and let me taste the taste of your blood!

487.Red Knife\u0026Behemoth Roar

Bloodthorn has never changed.

He is still the gladiator who risked his life for the sake of battle.

Even Casimir's competitive experience did not diminish his desire for true strength and battle.

He is a blood demon of the Sakaz clan, and he is also an alien among the blood demons.

His thirst for blood was turned into a passion for battle with his strong perseverance.

It is precisely because of this that he will use the Origin Stone technique to wash away the blood stains on the undead in front of everyone, eager for a fair battle with the strong.

And that was also the moment of his transformation and sublimation.

The infected who had high hopes got rid of the shackles of the powerful, and in that battle they clarified what they truly desired in their hearts.

Then he traveled around, leaving his mark in Ursus, Longmen, and Minos.

He even had several duels with the undead, confirming the combat skills he had learned, and constantly sublimating and refining his fighting style.

Even now, even Kelsey has to admit that this Blood Demon has gone far beyond his past.

He is a pure warrior and a resister who can feel the pain of the infected.

Therefore, he would accept Frost Star's call. Entering Londinium first as an infected person became an important part of the plan.

There are five infected settlements in the entire lower city, but there is only one mercenary stronghold.

This is where the senior members of the Sakaz Mercenary Group gather.

These leaders of mercenary groups with considerable combat power are the targets of the Blood Thorns.

He wants to cleanse his fighting spirit with the blood of his fellow oppressors, in order to reach a higher level of power.

No one doubts his ability, even he himself has never been confused.

He is a blood demon who has abandoned his fear of death.

In the dim light, the solidified blood turned into the sharpest blade, cutting the flesh and blood, and collecting the ownerless blood to condense it.

Throwing away the impurities in the blood, the blood in his hands became a work of art worthy of being remembered.

This is his supreme masterpiece, a sharp-edged hell made of blood.

In the silent killing, wailing was cheering, and begging for mercy became the fiercest applause.

The scarlet liquid entangled around him, tearing at his body and his strong armor.

Not even a single resister stopped here. They just took a look at the hell that almost turned the white mist into blood mist, and then kept moving forward.

This is his home court.

Casimir's Bloodblade Knight, Bloodthorn.

As the large forces poured into Londinium, the mercenaries still defending the city walls became the last line of defense for the Kazdaele mercenary group.

Just because they serve different masters, they are still fulfilling their duties.

They wanted to close the opened gate and restore control of the city's defense guns.

This is a war weapon that embodies Victoria's technological purification. It only takes one shot to wipe out the bones of countless people.

However, the current city defense cannon has its energy lines cut off.

The mercenaries defended the last line of defense of the city wall. As long as they restored the energy control of the city defense cannon, the large number of Iberian soldiers still outside the city could be regarded as dead.

Fuck, how much longer?

More, just two more minutes!

The Sakaz engineer responsible for repairing the line shouted loudly. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He stared intently at the damaged line without stopping the repair work in his hands.

When the other mercenaries heard the news, they couldn't help but feel shocked.

Yes, even if Londinium became a mess due to the invasion of mysterious forces. But as long as they still hold the biggest killing weapon, they still have a chance of winning.

But will things really go as they wish?

The entire front of the city wall was guarded by mercenaries, and the soldiers who were preparing to go up the wall were spending endless time with the Sakaz people at the stairs.

Every second, several lives are crushed here, and the battle line either goes up an inch or goes down a foot.

In such a stalemate, the Sakaz mercenaries have seen hope.

Just hold on for the last two minutes!

But everyone seems to have forgotten the moment when this war first started.

It was not these Iberian soldiers who really broke through the mercenary defense line, but the compatriots they had always looked down upon.

In their eyes, they, who looked like trash, or were members of their own race, were the real ones who smashed their entire defense into pieces.

Bah...

The first sound was so small among the sounds of fighting that almost no one could clearly hear where it came from.

It's like the chirping of insects. No matter how intense it is, it's just a noise in human ears.

However, when its voice gradually gets louder, the meaning completely changes.

The wooden box wrapped in cloth became hot. Like a volcano erupting in the deep sea, the temperature is transmitted almost faster than the sound itself.

And when that bright red color comes out of its sheath, no one can ignore its existence anymore.

You go and occupy other settlements and leave this place to us.

The snow monster wearing white fur had arrived on the battlefield at some point.

When they came, they were covered in wind and snow, and the palms they patted on the sergeant's shoulders were so cold, cooling the soldier's burning fighting heart in an instant.

Reason returned to the high ground, and the team commander glanced at the huge snow monster.

Listen to them. The first legion team that captured the city wall will now turn around and go to the third settlement to support the resisters there.

Commands from the evil spirit also came from the earphones. His eyes seemed to be opened from the void, always paying attention to the situation on every battlefield.

The team commander responded softly, then turned around and left without hesitation.

Big Bear stretched out his hand and rubbed his wrist. The members of the Yeti team who climbed up from outside the city wall were also hanging on the wall, waiting for Big Bear's orders.

Red, are you okay?

Wearing a black robe and a deep mask, the visitor can never forget the time when he was a member of the Integration Movement.

He has never been blinded by evil, but he just can't let go of that shining past that seemed like an utopia.

It was like darkness crawling out of the abyss. But the red cloth around his neck and the red color of the blade in his hand stole everyone's attention.

Are you doubting me?

The box behind Red has been put down, and the extra-long blade contained in it is currently held in his hand. The hot blade exudes a temperature like magma, but is as red as blood.

Also, it's working time.

Snowflakes fell from the air, and the white fur on the snow monsters was blown by the cold wind, and the snowflakes also spread on the ground.

The warriors holding hot red knives stepped on the snowflakes, melting the snowflakes around their shoes with every step, and then condensed in the cold weather, forming pieces of broken ice footprints.

Tsk, there's still one minute left. Hongdao, you have to hurry up.

Before Big Bear could finish speaking, Red had already grasped the handle of the knife with both hands.

In such a night, the red color on the blade becomes deeper and deeper.

knew.

...

As deployed by Dr.

Just leave the city wall to the members of the Infected Shield. They have been setting up in the city for many days. Victoria's sergeants are just a part of their plan. There are more important things that need to be done by them.

They are the absolute main force in this war and the part that contributes the most in the plan.

There are no more than a hundred people in the Infected Shield. Although they are all elites, they are still unable to cope with the Kazdaele regular army who are overwhelmed by numbers.

At this time, these Victoria's regular troops need to show their backbone and stand at the front.

Therefore, when the First Army and the Second Army dispersed and moved towards five different infected settlements, the officers and soldiers of the Third Army were already ready.

At the link between the lower city and the upper city, he unfolded his own shield and built many obstacles on this road.

And these soldiers who followed Kazdaele's regent to Victoria had long accepted the so-called gift from the king.

The monsters on the road attacked the formations of the sergeants, and the regular troops of Kazdare were also surrounded by black energy visible to the naked eye.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this power looks like magic. It is the source of Tresis' power, the Nest of the Abyss.

By drinking the gift from the abyss, they had surrendered everything they had to the King.

The messenger who came to this world from the abyss is also the preacher appointed by the abyss.

What they have to do is to clear away the obstacles in the territory for him and be fully prepared for the coming of the abyss.

It is precisely because of this that the sergeants of the Third Army were defeated so completely when they first collided with Kazdare's regular troops.

Is the gift from the abyss something that ordinary people can match?

If it were that easy to offset the gap, wouldn't the defeat of Babel and Theresia become a joke?

Every Kazdaile sergeant seemed to have taken a large amount of stimulants. Their flesh and blood were extremely hard, and their strength exceeded the scope of human cognition.

The lingering red light in his eyes was like the gate of hell. He stared at the sergeants of the Third Army and regarded them as his own food.

The fishy liquid flowed from the corners of their mouths, and it was only at this moment that the Kazdaele soldiers showed their inhuman side.

In the eyes of the world, he uses the power given by the abyss without any scruples.

Before this hedging, everyone only regarded Kazdale's sergeants as soldiers who had been fighting for years.

But when the first commander was crushed into a pulp, they realized that this critical battle was not as smooth as it seemed at the beginning.

The real difficulties are waiting for them here.

Re-stabilize the formation! The soldiers in the rear organize their manpower and prepare to deal with the impact from the front!

The commander of the First Army saw the impact. After causing losses to his own side, he immediately shouted loudly in the channel, using his extraordinary battlefield experience to reorganize the manpower for hedging.

The doctor didn't care about them at this time. Because after all, these soldiers were not warriors trained in Rhode Island and actually went to the battlefield. In large-scale operations, the more detailed things are, the more you have to do them according to your habits, so as not to cause confusion.

And everything was just as the doctor expected.

Indeed, although the sergeants of these group armies were unable to confront Kazdaele's regular army head-on, it was entirely possible if they just delayed their steps and resisted their efforts to clear the lower city.

However, everything will eventually be rewarded. While they were able to resist the attack of these soldiers from the upper city, they were consuming a huge amount of life force every minute and every second to maintain the stability of the battle line.

At this time, in the Rhode Island command room, the doctor stared at the red dots on the screen and the dark black area representing the enemy. He silently dragged his chin with both hands.

Even if Amiya couldn't understand, she could still understand what the disappearing red dots meant.

PhD...

The doctor seemed to have anticipated what Amiya wanted to say.

He didn't even turn his head.

Amiya, our attack comes at a cost.

The doctor's voice was cold, just like his name in the ears of the world.

If you want to delay time and hold back the monsters born from the Nest of the Abyss, you must use your life to fill it.

This is not a game, nor is it a sandbox exercise.

Kelsey didn't speak. At this time, she and the doctor were on the same side.

They are all remnants of the ancient war, remnants of the previous generation.

It is precisely because of this that they clearly know what kind of power those enemies have.

However, the doctor did not ponder for too long. He stared at the disappearing red dots on the screen and finally waited for the news he wanted to hear.

Doctor! All five infected colonies have been captured.