The Original Seeker Chapter 465: Barbaric

"Spell Ninety-Two Spirits!" In order to further strengthen his own attack, Yamamoto took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from the inner mezzanine of the samurai suit.

This talisman paper from Yumu, the strongest Onmyoji in Yamato, is one of the parting gifts he left to this country. As the leader of the Compromisers, Kuchaki gave up everything and left Yamato long before the war began.

The talisman paper burned spontaneously without fire, and instantly turned into a light smoke. The blood-red rune engraved in it turned into a little spark and sank into Yamamoto's body.

Soon, the flame spirit released by Yamamoto changed the mechanical void before and became as agile as if it had a life.

Yanling no longer fights alone, blindly chasing the target, but has formed many small battle groups to outflank the enemy in a more efficient way.

Following Yanling is the Samurai team of Yamato.

After being strengthened by the Onmyoji in the rear, they carried a long knife that could easily chop off the tank, and galloped from low air like humanoid mechas.

Tier 3 warriors who have received various spells and blessings can reach Tier 4 in a short period of time. They are barely qualified to participate in this battle and become one of the cannon fodder.

The power of the spell covering the inside and outside of the body can protect them at least from being killed by the aftermath, but facing the main force of Tier 5, it is still not enough.

Only relying on the relative large number, using lives to bridge the gap in combat power between Yamato and the invading forces.

"Why do you want to do this kind of unnecessary resistance?" Bahamut looked at the frenzied faces around him, and his face was full of puzzled swordsmen who kept rushing to kill him.

In its opinion, these poor little ants tried their best to rush to their side without sacrificing them, and they could only give themselves a painless bite when they were up to the sky.

The wounds they created can be completely healed in a few seconds with the powerful bodies of the Four Holy Beasts.

From the perspective of combat, their sacrifices are completely meaningless.

"This country belongs to our country! How can you understand the beasts that don’t even have civilization!" Several red-eyed warriors, who were closest to it, answered with howls that almost tore their throats. Bahamut’s question.

"Oh." It patted a few people into a cloud of blood with one paw, as if they were too noisy. "Can't you talk well? You have to yell like a madman."

"Civilization, did you think about it back then?" Bahamut sneered at the words of a few small people, showing a look of despise.

When they were indiscriminately killed by humans in the dense forest, no one has ever said a word for themselves. Even if mutant creatures have high intelligence, they can actually communicate. In fact, many people know it. .

It’s just that everyone pretends to be stupid and is unwilling to take a step that destroys the interests of countless people. They continue to slaughter mutant creatures under the pretext of defending the interests of mankind instead of actively starting to communicate.

It wasn't until the White Land turned out that everything was changed.

Now when they are counterattacking humanity, these guys actually talked to themselves about civilization and barbarism? It smiled contemptuously, and then used the laser on its tail to instantly evaporate these nasty blood mists.

"Stupid little bugs are better to be wiped out."

"..."

"Kill the invaders!"

"Defend your homeland!"

……

"We have nowhere to go because Tokyo is behind us!"

Although the accusations made by several warriors before their deaths did not touch Bahamut, who had different ways of thinking, they greatly encouraged the morale of the Yamato resistance forces.

The scene of the generous concession of colleagues, undoubtedly caused the anger of others to rise by a large amount in an instant.

The samurai holding a katana, squeezed out every bit of his strength, tearing the enemy in front of him.

With terrifying speed and weird physical skills, they shuttled through the hot **** of plasma cannons, lasers, and gunpowder on both sides of the battle, protecting their long-range output and destroying incoming enemies.

The samurai swords in the hands of the intersecting lives, together with the life field covering the surface of the body, form a lightweight protective shield to protect them in the rain of guns and bullets.

The frenetic atmosphere of the battlefield has even spread to the users of hot weapons in the rear line of defense. Even if the operation of modern weapons does not really depend on the morale of the soldiers themselves, what is needed is a cool head.

It just gives people such an illusion. After such a round of fanaticism, both the frequency of the weapon's firing and the fierceness of the fire itself seem to have become stronger.

……

"Let the virtual join the battle, the unlock code is..." Three hours later, Yamamoto decided to turn over the hole cards he had prepared beforehand, because he felt that if he didn't use it, there would be no chance to use it again, because the battle was still unavoidable Go in the direction of your own collapse.

White Land’s invasion force this time has concentrated more than 80% of the world’s high-level mutant creatures, and the opponents are not fighting purely on their own naked clothes, but are also armed with modern weapons to their teeth.

In terms of quantity and quality, they are far better than the resistance army in Yamato. It is a miracle that the troops under them can persist with the burst of morale to the present.

"His..."

"His..." When someone heard this sound on the battlefield, countless corpses that had been frozen instantly came into their eyes at the same moment.

"What is it?!"

"How come so many people fell suddenly!"

Wherever the imaginary goes, regardless of the enemy and us, as long as it is a living body blocking its way forward, it will be frozen into popsicles in an instant.

Because its speed is so fast, the body composed of liquid light allows it to have an unparalleled speed close to two-thirds of the speed of light, and even the controller itself cannot control this crazy power.

What the controller can do is actually just set an end point, and then let this unparalleled speed aircraft ~ IndoMTL.com~ destroy all obstacles blocking the road and reach the goal in a straight line before he can react. Ground.

The ultra-low temperature of one hundred thousandths of K on the surface of the superfluid is enough to eliminate most things that get in the way.

"Dangdang! Dangdang!"

The hustle and bustle of the battlefield suddenly fell silent, leaving only the sound of cracking ice sculptures.

The colorless **** of death waved his sickle constantly, reaping life on the battlefield.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"What the **** is it?!" Flestian looked at his pierced paw, his eyes full of puzzlement.

The speed of the virtual is too fast, reaching the point where they can't perceive it at all. Although the damage caused by a single attack is not serious and the wound can heal in half a minute, this kind of power that comes and goes without a trace really makes Bahamut a little worried.