Fighter of the Destiny

As the magic weapon shattered, a breath emerged from the captain's hand and spread around the cliff at an extremely fast speed.

The corpses of the dead human soldiers were either on the ground, picked up on guns by demon soldiers, or held in the mouths of alien wolves. With the arrival of this breath, a meaning was born inside the corpses. A similar, relatively weak breath.

This breath seemed like an invisible flame, igniting a fire that had been hidden for a long time.

The demon soldiers vaguely sensed something, and a look of horror appeared in their green eyes. They screamed sharply, swung their iron guns and threw the bodies of the human soldiers into the distance. At the same time, they pulled the leather rope around the neck of the bloodthirsty alien wolf. , ready to turn around and flee.

But it was too late.

The bloodthirsty wolf had a very low IQ and had no idea what was going on. He was reluctant to throw away the corpse of the human soldier in his mouth. At this moment, a bright yellow light group overflowed from the corpse of the human soldier. At the same time, , more bright yellow light groups lit up everywhere among the cliffs.

Boom boom boom!

A terrifying explosion sounded in the chaotic mountains, as if a group of thunders fell, and then flames emerged, turning the place into a sea of ​​​​fire in a very short period of time.

The hard stone was blown into pieces, and then melted directly into magma by the blazing flames, which fell on the bodies of the demon soldiers.

The fate of the bloodthirsty wolf was even more miserable. Half of its head was blown to pieces, and the flesh and blood were so bloody that no trace of its original appearance could be seen at all.

The miserable howls in the chaotic mountains kept ringing, but they could not pass through the terrifying sea of ​​fire and gushing air waves, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Those demon soldiers and bloodthirsty wolves were killed in this way.

Those gushing air waves pushed the cliff out onto a flat slope, and then blended into the space between heaven and earth.

Only when the terrifying sea of ​​fire lasted for a long time did the fire slowly become smaller.

The captain let go of the small shield that turned into burnt black on his forearm, and crawled back with difficulty.

His right arm had been completely shattered by the force of the magic weapon explosion, and his chest and abdomen were covered in blood and flesh, with bones visible. He was extremely seriously injured, but he was not dead yet.

Before he died, there was one more thing he had to do, which was to kill the formation master.

He respects this young formation master very much. If the opponent can survive, he must have a great future. Such an excellent human being should not freeze to death or starve to death, and... when he went to the battlefield the day before yesterday, he received a military order, absolutely This young formation master cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the demons. If necessary, this person can be killed.

He climbed to the stretcher with some difficulty, took a few breaths tiredly, and looked at the brows of the young formation master on the stretcher, feeling a little complicated and sentimental.

The magic weapon he used to kill the five demon soldiers was of course not an ordinary magic weapon, but an extremely strange magic weapon. It was more like a formation. This kind of magic weapon has the power of a formation. It is very rare, and the method used is too cruel, and the Zhou military has basically never used it.

This set of magical instruments is said to come from the Tang family in Wenshui. The reason why he can possess such a magic weapon is because he is a close subordinate of the general, and also because the Songshan Military Mansion team he leads often performs some very important tasks - such as protecting or killing this young formation master.

The soldiers under his command did not know that this magical weapon had been implanted in their bodies until they died.

Thinking about the general's order before going to the battlefield, his expression became a little confused.

For this person, the big shots in Songshan Military Mansion had obviously made a lot of arrangements in advance, and were even ready to bury the whole team.

Who are you? He murmured as he looked at the unconscious young formation master on the stretcher.

Before killing this person, he really wanted to know the other person's name and origin, or because it would give him some comfort.

Somewhat regrettably, this man suffered backlash on the battlefield and was seriously injured. There was no way he could wake up and answer his questions.

He pulled out a dagger with some difficulty, pointed it at the young formation master's throat, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then pressed it hard.

But the next moment, he could not hear the sound of his throat bones breaking, nor could he feel the feeling of the dagger sinking into his flesh and blood.

He opened his eyes and was surprised to see that the dagger was clamped between two fingers and could not be lowered at all.

What really surprised him was that these two fingers belonged to the young formation master.

The young formation master woke up at some point, opened his eyes, and looked at him quietly.

His eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion, just like the remaining ice and snow in the mountains, except that there were faint traces of blood underneath the ice and snow, exuding a faint fishy smell.

The captain woke up and looked into the young formation master's eyes with fear for no reason.

The young formation master moved his fingers slightly and took the dagger, but did nothing next.

The captain quickly explained what had just happened.

The young formation master was thoughtful.

The captain no longer had any strength and sat on the ground tiredly. He said thankfully: You are still alive. The deaths of our brothers are not unjust.

The young formation master's voice sounded particularly cold: Do you think you trash can decide my life or death? I just don't want to take action.

What? The captain was stunned, unable to believe what he heard.

What does it mean? After a moment of shock and confusion, he became angry and pointed at the burnt corpse on the cliff, wanting to reprimand him.

The young formation master didn't give him a chance. A terrifying aura came out of his cold and cruel eyes, which shocked him to death and turned him into a corpse covered in blood. Then his corpse began to be crushed by the cliff. The fire remaining in the magic weapon burned, giving off an unpleasant smell.

Whether it's out of good intentions or to fulfill military orders, in short, you just tried to kill me.

The young formation master looked at the burning corpse and said indifferently: That's why you want to die.

The howling cold wind gradually extinguished the remaining fires on the cliffs and dispersed the complex and unpleasant smell.

The demon soldiers and the bloodthirsty alien wolves suffered the most concentrated attack of more than a dozen magic weapons, and were burned by the formation fire. Now they can only see the general outline, and their appearance cannot be clearly distinguished at all. The more than ten human soldiers are no better. Go, in short the picture is very bleak and the environment is very cruel.

But the young formation master did not leave and lay back on the stretcher again.

He closed his eyes, as if he couldn't see the hellish cliff, couldn't smell the burning smell, couldn't feel the biting cold wind, and just fell asleep like this.

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(This chapter is one thousand and ninety-nine, and it pays off part of the account that was mistakenly updated last time.)