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Five thousand fallen into the sky, like five thousand "cannonballs" descending from the sky. Disasters and massacres descended from five thousand meters away in the blink of an eye to the foreheads of the soldiers of the White Trees Legion of Hei Shui City.

Poor that those stupid soldiers were slashed and smashed by countless heavy spears and battle blades that had fallen from the sky, killing them so hard that they were killed.

The most conspicuous one was the noble general who had just ordered "be careful" to be the next second, and the next second was blood splattered from his shoulder to abdomen, and the powerful warrior who suddenly appeared in his sight was covered in blood.

"Sparta!~~~~"

The roar of fighting spirit exploded in his ears like muffled thunder. Under the horse-hair helmet that covered his cheeks, the two blood-red eyes were as vicious as cutting the space.

As he watched, the White Shulin soldier locked in his pupils turned around and ran away. The Spartan soldier who had just landed leaned over and took a step and slashed out with one sword!

The sword swinged with a whirring sound of wind, and it was directly opened from behind, showing its sharpness and strength!

In fact, in the eyes of more soldiers in the White Tree Forest, the battle blade with a cold light shone down with the thunder and slashed from above. Although the blade was still in mid-air, the extremely sharp blade made people feel like the god of death came!

The hands holding the sword had just slashed on the shield. This blow made Andrew's wrist numb as if they were electric shocked. The airflow caused by the blade when it was brushed by the blade, and the cold air of the blade could be felt from the airflow. The huge explosion vibrated the eardrums and the sharp chirping echoed continuously. All other sounds were a little blurred at this time.

Buzz ——————Bang!!!

A figure that made people feel scared at first glance hit the city, gravel splashed everywhere.

Earl Andrew's eyes were straightened, with heat rising from his head and a few shiny beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

Just now, his eyebrows were still angrily raised, but his mouth was grinning down.

When he saw this figure wearing golden armor, he blinked in shock, and the muscles on his face froze and remained motionless. It was like the "freeze" in the movie. The few personal guards behind Earl Andrew were also nailed there like wood.

"War is a feast for death!"

In the sight of Earl Andrew, he could see the corners of his mouth lightly raised, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

When my wrist shakes, I have a crisp sound of "choking", it is a golden sword.

Ares, the God of War, wore a feathered armor, and a leather sleeve on his arm. The copper spear in his hand was aggressive.

To this day, he usually fought against his opponents on foot, and sometimes swung his sword from a four-horse chariot. Following him to the battlefield were his "general": horror, trembling, panic and fear.

Aaron's face was outlined with a smile. As he waved his one-handed hand, four black shadows gradually turned around him. It looked like they were two black shields and two black light balls.

Terror, trembling shield!

Panic, fearful sorrow!

Terror, trembling, panic, fear. The ‘God’s Props’ with negative spiritual influence, today. Aaron is very much like experimenting with their power on the battlefield.

When the panic and fear tragedy first fade away, then the shield of horror and trembling also exploded at the same time!

A circle of air flow that could be seen in the naked eye spread rapidly. Then it slowly evaporated into the air, turning into many untidy gray lines, a layer of transparent and thin mist, and some very spider-like gases were covering Aaron's diameter of one hundred meters.

Even the brave tauren cannot resist this shock that directly acts on the soul.

About a second or two later, Earl Andrew still dropped the weapon in his hand, knelt on the ground with both knees, and shrank in fear. In the vision, countless illusions, countless golden-armored war gods were carrying four-wheeled chariots, and the sword lights swinged around him seemed to swallow him up.

When Aaron was calm and raised the golden sword in his hand, he split the head of the Lord of Blackwater City in half in one fell swoop. For Earl Andrew, endless darkness came towards him.

Taking slow steps, Aaron looked at the battle coldly, and he walked on the battlefield.

Every soldier in the Baishulin who entered the enveloping range was panicked and extremely scared. He fought to the death with red eyes in the last second, but threw away the weapons in his hand in the next second, lay on the ground and didn't even dare to expose his energy. Then he was easily killed by the God of War.

Huhu————

The warrior of the Greenway Holy City transformed into five thousand giant eagles, jumped over the majestic fortress wall of Blackwater City, and flew towards the city area and the lord's mansion.

The battle blade slashed the enemy's chest, then flew up and kicked his trembling body off the city wall. Five thousand Spartan warriors soon occupied the main wall of the Blackwater Fortress and the thick steel gate.

Setting off these backgrounds, the "God of War" waved the golden sword in his hand, and the speed of killing was getting faster and faster. The transparent and thin mist covered the diameter of one hundred meters, and the gas that looked like a spider silk was covered with a layer of scarlet and hideous blood mist within one hundred meters of Aaron.

When the gate of Blackwater Fortress was completely opened, the roaring berserkers rushed into this fortress city with a kingly demeanor like a black tide.

When the city defense army of nearly 100,000 people began to be defeated, in addition to the frontal battle, the more reason was that they could not bear the torture from the spiritual level.

No one wants to be on the same battlefield as a God, unless ‘it’ is on his own side.

Half a day later.

The Black Water Fortress, which claims to be able to defend the Black Water Fortress for 20 years, changed hands after only one day.

As dusk approaches, the sky looks very turbid at this time, a bit like the color of soil, while the soil under your feet is the color of blood.

The plasma and minced meat were mixed, and each pair of combat boots stepped on, and turbid liquid splashed everywhere.

Large black crows flying from the sky were hovering in groups of three or three above the dying people.

Some tired and ragged soldiers knelt on the battlefield and raised their weapons. The Spartans regarded them as non-existent air, but only gave them a blow to the enemies who were still breathing.

Wars of this level can no longer satisfy a god of war.

When Aaron raised his head and ate too much human flesh, the black crow looked bloody when he saw people's eyes.

One of the particularly huge, pitch-black crows flew to Aaron's shoulders. When Aaron calmly looked over, the intestine that he didn't know who belonged to was hanging on his armor and swayed in the cold wind.
Chapter completed!